soka soda soka mona

Dulunya Mona adalah gadis kuliahan berumur 19 tahun. Namun Ia meninggal karena terkena penyakit jantung. Saat Ia tersadar, roh Mona masuk ke dalam tubuh gadis cilik berumur 7 tahun di sebuah desa kecil pada tahun 1972. Padahal sudah bereinkarnasi, sayangnya cerita hidup Mona tak seperti cerita di webnovel... Mona justru terlibat dalam suatu konflik keluarga besar. Diujung perseteruan warisan itu, keluarga Mona pun diusir dari rumah utama. Mau tidak mau, Mona dan keluarganya hidup sulit di dunia luar, mencari gubuk untuk tidur dan makan makanan yang tidak bisa mengenyangkan perut. Apa yang harus Mona lakukan? Apa perlu dia mati lagi, lalu memohon reinkarnasi ketiga supaya hidupnya menjadi lebih baik???

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“Soda Pop…” he growled, voice husky and rough. “You’re gonna make me take a cold shower.” She pulled back just enough to meet his eyes, her crimson gaze dark and teasing. “You don’t have to,” she whispered. “I can… fix that.” She hacked the wrong empire. Now its deadliest assassin has orders to erase her... again. Zina's pink hair and reckless hacking skills just made her enemy number one of the world's biggest crime syndicate. But when the killer they send finds her, she sees the impossible- Malik. The boy she loved. The boy who died. Now he's colder. Stronger. Deadlier. And he's pointing a gun at her. She's his mission. But she's also his Soda Pop - the girl who still makes his heart misfire. And Malik? Malik has always had a problem following orders.

Soka kecewa terhadap lingkungan sosial yang dianggapnya tidak mampu menolong dirinya dan keluarganya dari keterpurukan. Ayah dan ibunya meninggal karena sakit. Dan rumahnya dirampas untuk membayar hutang bekas berobat ayah dan ibunya. Sementara sahabat-sahabat kecilnya yang dulu berjanji akan saling menjaga, telah pergi mengikuti kelurga mereka masing-masing yang pindah ke kota. Dan mereka tidak pernah kembali. Semua itu merubah Soka menjadi seorang psikopat. Maka kemudian Soka mulai melancarkan pembunuhan berantai untuk membalas sakit hatinya kepada lingkungan dan sahabat-sahabat kecilnya itu. Apakah pembunuhan keji yang dilancarkan Soka bisa dihentikan?

In the sun-scorched sands of early 1800s Egypt, little Lisa along side her elder sister who were gifted witch of a powerful coven, witnesses the destruction of thier coven sisters and brothers slaughtered by ruthless British colonizers. she endures seventeen years of hardship as her coven rebuilds in the shadows, forced underground to survive. A brutal encounter with a slave trader rips Lisa from her homeland, sending her to Britain in chains. Yet, fate has other plans for her.Five years later, by chance she meets Lilith the famed mother of Demons and makes a bargain; unimaginable power in exchange for exterminating a rising tide of monstrous creatures threatening the world. Armed with dark, otherworldly strength, she seals the beasts within the icy depths of Mount Everest, proving her might. But her journey is far from over. The archangel Michael descends with a divine mission, tasking her to eradicate the very demons she once bargained with. Caught between celestial and infernal forces, Lisa wields the dual powers of demon and angel, forging her own path to vengeance and redemption.As she battles through a world of betrayal, mysticism, and colonial oppression, her power grows, transforming her from a survivor into a goddess. With the fate of humanity hanging in the balance, she must decide whether to embrace her divine destiny or risk everything to defy both heaven and hell. The novel is action-packed fantasy epic that blends Egyptian mythology, supernatural horror and incorporates other mythology too.

Dorbi is a beautiful 22 year old orphan who works at a restaurant to take care of her seven year old brother as her only priority, cassper on the other hand is a multi millionaire businessman and a widower who vowed not to fall for any woman but rather focus on his business and daughter "Isabella". what happens when Bella falls in love with Dorbi and wants her for her dad??? find out in this intriguing story.

Monalisa, who was originally an innocent and straight woman, had to accept the fact that she had been damaged by the one man she loved, the night Lisa was unconscious due to the drink given by Tae Hoon made Lisa lose all rights over her. Tae hoon rapes Lisa and gains full rights over Lisa's body, destroys Lisa's principles and makes Lisa feel how sex is. Gradually as time went by, Lisa and Tae hoon became more likely to have sex when the two of them met, until finally Lisa became pregnant, but Tae hoon, who seemed to already know about it, left Lisa and disappeared like the earth swallowed up. when Lisa has lost her way in her life, she is met by Sang Woo, a child from a drug dealer who is looking for Tae Hoon to collect debts. Sang Woo accidentally bumps into Lisa who is crossing and causes Lisa to miscarry, Sang Woo knows that Lisa is Tae Hoon's girlfriend, so he holds Lisa to go to be ransomed by Tae Hoon. Instead of just taking Lisa as a hostage, Sang Woo actually fell in love with Lisa after he helped Lisa from the lust of her own subordinates. Sang Woo convinces his subordinates that Lisa is his by having sex with Lisa where the shadows of the two of them that are seen are evidence of Sang Woo's words, but gradually Lisa changes when she finds out that Tae Hoon has married a Japanese woman. and he is currently running the family company of his wife. and that's when Lisa's goal of taking revenge on Tae Hoon began.

"Your eyes are so bright, even the sun is jealous of it." When Jiwoo found herself shamelessly staring at the annoyingly cute sunkissed boy who always bought the same vitamin soda drink in the convenience store where she was working at. And he just came in to bring a smile to the round-eyed girl's face. "I'm sorry for being imperfect, my angel." ⚠️ use of profanities ⚠️

Chapter 1: A Busy HomeI woke to the sound of rain on the window and the faint buzz of Clara’s phone alarm going off for the third time. She was already out of bed, pacing the room in that rushed rhythm that had become her morning soundtrack — heels clicking, drawers opening, the hair dryer humming for a few frantic seconds before cutting off.“Morning,” I muttered, though she didn’t answer. She was halfway through buttoning her blouse, a sleek navy one I’d never seen before. Probably new. Probably expensive.“Morning,” she said finally, distracted, glancing at her watch. “I’ve got an early meeting with the investors. Can you get Lily ready for school?”I nodded. That’s what I did these days — nodded, smiled, tried not to sound like I missed her. “Yeah, I’ll handle it.”She gave me a quick peck on the cheek, already moving toward the door. “Thanks, love you,” she said automatically, the way people say cheers to the barista who hands them coffee. Then she was gone — the front door closing like a full stop at the end of a long sentence.I stared at the empty space she left behind, the faint smell of her perfume mixing with rain and toast. It used to feel like home. Lately, it just felt… quiet.“Dad?” a small voice came from down the hall. “Where’s Mummy?”I turned and saw Lily, hair messy, her tiny pajamas covered in cartoon cats. “She had to go to work, sweetheart. But I’m making pancakes.”That earned me a sleepy smile. “With chocolate chips?”“Always.”We ate together, just the two of us, her feet swinging under the chair, syrup dripping down her fingers. She told me about a drawing she made at school — a family of three holding hands under a bright yellow sun. She drew Mummy taller than me. I didn’t tell her I noticed.After I dropped her off at school, I came back to the flat. The silence hit me again — the kind that hums just beneath the noise of the city outside. Clara’s things were everywhere: her laptop, her work files, a half-finished glass of green juice on the counter. The life of a woman too busy living to notice what she’s leaving behind.I spent most of the morning answering emails and scrolling through job listings. My freelance work had slowed down, and the bills didn’t. By noon, I decided to take a walk.That’s when I saw it — the antique shop on the corner of Camden High Street. The kind of place you walk past a hundred times and never notice until one day it feels like it’s been waiting for you.Inside, it smelled of dust, varnish, and old stories. Paintings lined the walls — portraits, landscapes, a few eerie still-lifes. But one picture drew me in from across the room.It was a replica of the Mona Lisa. Not the exact same — something about the eyes, the faint smirk, felt… different. Her gaze seemed warmer, almost alive.“Beautiful, isn’t she?” said the shopkeeper, an older man with silver hair and eyes too sharp to be kind.“Yeah,” I said, stepping closer. “There’s something strange about her. Feels like she’s looking at me.”The man chuckled softly. “That’s what good art does — looks back.”I laughed, but my eyes didn’t leave the painting. The woman in the picture seemed to know something I didn’t. A secret. A promise.“How much?” I asked.He told me, and it was more than I should’ve spent. But I bought it anyway.By the time I got home, the rain had stopped. The city glowed under a thin film of mist, car lights blurring like brushstrokes on wet glass. I carried the painting under my arm, wrapped in brown paper.I hung it in the living room above the fireplace. The moment it was up, the whole space felt different — quieter, yet fuller somehow. The woman’s eyes followed me no matter where I stood.Lily came home an hour later, running in with her backpack bouncing against her shoulders. “Daddy! You got a new picture!” she said, standing in front of it, her mouth open in awe.“What do you think?” I asked.“She’s pretty,” she said softly. “But she looks sad.”I crouched beside her. “Yeah… maybe she’s just lonely.”Lily looked at me, then

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