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Graham who is old and only counting his days. Victor, an hard working man and father of two little prankster Ion and Joe. With Irene the lady of the house, Nancy the house maid. One day a letter from an unknown place comes and there daily life is thrown out of order. who is this Walter? why is he coming? why is it guilty? like this there are many questions. We need to see what future holds for all of them.

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yousef Hakan--A tyrant man. He handed Nur the keys to the Hakan's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his tyrannical reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on estate matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Hakan estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who they had lost connection to the very day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the fine wood, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door clicked, there entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. He then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. After his previous marriage in Ankara to his childhood sweetheart--Eylul Aydin. He remembered her end--how his father mercilessly unlived her and their unborn child. Nur had also rejected this idea prior to his mother's death. Yet--Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he raked his eyes at him, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of Mrs. Hakan" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? --merely curious to who it was. Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" His eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>

Aku merelakan mu, karena aku mencintaimu. Bahkan ketika dunia meninggalkanmu, aku akan disana, saat matahari terbit atau tenggelam. Hal yang paling ku syukuri di dunia ini, adalah bertemu denganmu, menggenggam jarimu, dan tertawa denganmu dibawah rembulan. Karena cinta bukan soal seberapa lama kau mengenal mereka, tetapi seberapa mampu kau merelakan dan mensyukuri mereka. Peony adalah seorang mahasiswa di Universitas Canterbury, tiba-tiba sebuah masalah terjadi, melibatkan Peony dan pacarnya Peter yang menyebabkan Peony di skors dari kampusnya. Lalu, gadis itu kembali ke kampung halamannya dan bertemu teman kecilnya, Jacob. Tanpa di sangka, garis cinta antar teman masa kecil ini muncul, namun Peony masih sangat mencintai Peter. Lalu kepada siapa akhirnya Peony menautkan hatinya ?

A novel that tells the story of an orphaned raised guy who works for the Blue-Bloods as a Sentry Guardian that protects the princess, and been time-traveled to correct all things, but he travelled the wrong dimension In the Multiverse where all has it's copy and originality he tries to go back in his original place but founded a way to correct things in a better way Is the past needs future or the future needs the past to just make the right things.

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"Impenetrable, that's how I always see it". Varick, the youngest son of Rowan, walked around the walled city of Eragon. His emerald glanced at every corner of the walled city. Being in the middle of a great city made him feel small and the fascination with the great walls had haunted him for almost three decades. And so, he remembered a story. Great men like Eragon, Riverdell, Oneison, Andor, and Eire attempted to unite the Land. Man cannot change the fate of the human race alone. These great men were once masters and leaders of their own villages but the slavery of Leuronna, a mighty civilization, is slowly devouring them. Eragon swore his oath to protect the justice of men.

Senandika. Rasa cinta yang mendadak mati kala hati terasa tak lagi berfungsi, siapa dia? di patahkan nya hidup seorang gadis baik nan berbudi hanya untuk ego dan ambisi? "Senandika," gumam gadis berjilbab itu seraya bersimpuh dengan air mata yang meluruh dari manik lelah miliknya. Seulas senyum pahit terukir lemah di bibir tipis miliknya dalam sirat penuh tanda tanya dan rasa tidak percaya. fikirnya menerawang jauh, mengulang kembali rekam kenangan demi kenangan yang pernah dengan indah Ia lewati pada masanya. namun semua hanya tinggal jejak yang tertinggal dalam benak gadis jelita itu, Ia telah hilang dalam hatinya sendiri. tenggelam, lantas tak pernah lagi muncul ke permukaan.

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Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!