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"Alfa..." diye fısıldadım ayağa kalkarak, beline sarılmaya çalışırken o hemen elimi yakaladı. "Para mı istiyorsun?" diye soğuk bir şekilde sordu ve ben başımı salladım. "Saçma fikirler edinme, Freya. Sana kalbimin eşime ait olduğunu söylemiştim." diye cevap verdi ve ben başımı sallayarak, hayal kırıklığıyla omuzlarım düştü. "Dört yıl oldu..." ****************************** Alfa'nın yatağını 4 yıl boyunca ısıttıktan sonra, eşi geri döndü. Alfa'nın beni bir hiç gibi bir kenara atması hiçbir şey gerektirmedi ve 8 yıldır ona olan aşkımın boşa olduğunu ve onunla asla bir şansım olmayacağını anladım. Kırık kalbimin parçalarını toplayarak uzaklaşmaya karar verdim, ama tam kendi eşimi bulduğumda, Alfa geri döndü ve bu sefer beni geri kazanmak için her şeyi yapmaya kararlı. Beni hiç sevmeyen adamı mı istediğime yoksa eşimle mi gitmem gerektiğine karar vermek bana kalmış, ama bir sorun var: her iki erkeği ve temsil ettikleri her şeyi yok edebilecek kadar büyük sırlarım var.

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A wonderful day at UA highschool turns into lovely chaos lets see how this week turns out (Sorry if it ends up being short asl)

Two lovers begin a life changing experience that starts to ruin their relationship and a uprising idol fights through a traumatic beginnings as a celebrity.

Will she can find a way to hide her past after knowing it who she was? Will his enemy fall in love with her? Can they both hide their real personality from each other will they love or kill each other?

Two contradictory personalities, she loves to have fun, pranks, overcomes difficulties, always puts a smile on to hide her worries. He is cold and tough, but the opposite of that. He is affectionate and gentle, but he has to be like this What will these two bring together?

"Now, listen to the demon's thoughts: … It was a gamble. I gambled on their perception of their identity being "righteous" or "just". I gambled on them knowing the truth behind my past. I gambled on their likelihood to be captivated by my words… Which created the hesitance necessary to prevent their blades from immediately striking a hole through my throat. I gambled on their proclivity to the human tendency to act contrarian to an adversary's desires. I gambled on their stupidity. I was lucky. But from now on, I won’t need luck. I have time. And with this time, I swear-" Cover by DarthNeph on DeviantArt

Hailey, a hardworking second-year scholarship student at a prestigious university, juggles her studies while supporting her family. Jason, on the other hand, comes from wealth but lives cut off from his family, drifting through life with no real purpose. Known for his three-week flings, Jason makes a reckless bet with his friend: to break his own rule with the one girl who seems immune to his charm—Hailey. But as their worlds collide, neither expects just how much can change in three weeks.

DARAH. Aroma besi memenuhi udara, bercampur dengan wewangian mawar yang hampir tak tertahankan. Ruangan itu diterangi hanya oleh cahaya lilin yang bergetar, menciptakan bayangan yang menari di sepanjang dinding batu yang dingin. Langit-langit tinggi dan perabotan kayu gelap menambah suasana yang mencekam, seakan-akan tempat ini bukanlah bagian dari dunia nyata. Eleanor Blackwood berdiri di tengah ruangan, tubuhnya membeku dalam ketakutan dan keterkejutan. Tangannya sedikit gemetar saat menyentuh gaun sutra birunya yang ternoda merah—darah. Cairan hangat itu masih segar, merembes perlahan, meninggalkan jejak kematian di serat kain yang seharusnya sempurna. Tapi itu bukan darahnya. Tidak. Itu milik seseorang yang sekarang terbaring tak bernyawa di lantai, napasnya telah lama pergi bersama roh yang tak akan pernah kembali. Di hadapannya, seorang pria berdiri dengan tenang—Lucian Sinclair, Duke of Ravenshire. Sosoknya menjulang dalam kegelapan, dengan mantel panjang berwarna hitam yang menambah aura berbahayanya. Wajahnya tajam dan aristokratik, dilingkupi ketenangan yang mengerikan. Tidak ada bekas keterkejutan, tidak ada penyesalan. Hanya ketenangan yang sedingin batu nisan. Mata abu-abu kelamnya menatap Eleanor tanpa emosi, seolah membaca setiap ketakutan yang berputar di dalam dirinya. Namun, ada sesuatu yang lain bersembunyi di balik sorotannya—sesuatu yang lebih mengancam daripada sekadar ketidakpedulian. Itu adalah sorot mata seorang pria yang memegang kendali penuh, seseorang yang tidak terbiasa ditantang atau dipertanyakan. "Kau seharusnya tidak ada di sini, Eleanor." Suaranya rendah, dalam, dan mengandung bahaya yang terlalu nyata. Getaran dalam nada suaranya menyusup ke dalam tulangnya, membuat napasnya tercekat. Jantung Eleanor berdebar kencang, bukan hanya karena ketakutan, tetapi juga karena sesuatu yang lebih mengerikan—hasrat yang tak terhindarkan. Perasaan yang seharusnya tidak ada di sini, di tengah malam yang kelam dan berlumuran darah. Namun, ia merasakannya, sekuat ia merasakan ketakutannya sendiri. Seharusnya ia berlari. Seharusnya ia meninggalkan tempat ini sebelum semuanya menjadi lebih buruk. Namun, bukannya mundur, Eleanor justru melangkah maju, menghampiri pria yang seharusnya ia hindari. "Apa yang kau lakukan, Lucian?" bisiknya, suaranya nyaris patah. Pria itu tersenyum tipis—senyum yang lebih mirip ancaman daripada kelembutan. Sebuah permainan yang hanya ia yang tahu aturannya. "Aku melindungi milikku," jawabnya. Dan sebelum Eleanor bisa bereaksi, ia merasakan sentuhan dingin di pinggangnya. Lucian menariknya dengan mudah, membuat tubuh mereka bertemu dalam benturan yang membakar. Nafasnya hangat di lehernya, begitu dekat, begitu menguasai. Jari-jari pria itu menekan punggungnya, menciptakan sensasi yang tidak semestinya muncul dalam situasi seperti ini. Eleanor seharusnya merasa takut. Ia seharusnya memberontak, menolak perangkap yang kini telah menelannya. Namun, tubuhnya tidak bergerak, pikirannya kabur, tenggelam dalam pusaran bahaya yang dibawa Lucian Sinclair. Matanya menatap wajah pria itu dalam kegelapan. Pria yang dikenal sebagai Duke of Ravenshire, pria yang ditakuti dan dihormati dalam takaran yang sama. Seorang pria yang berbahaya, yang berdiri di antara batas moralitas dan kehancuran. "Apakah ini yang kau sebut perlindungan?" Eleanor mencoba menguatkan suaranya, tetapi yang keluar hanyalah bisikan rapuh. Lucian menundukkan kepalanya, bibirnya hampir menyentuh telinganya. "Ya, Eleanor. Ini perlindungan dengan caraku. Dan kau tidak punya pilihan selain menerimanya." Jari-jarinya yang kuat menelusuri sisi wajahnya, menghapus jejak air mata yang tidak ia sadari telah jatuh. Eleanor menutup matanya sejenak, mencoba mencari pegangan di tengah badai yang mengancam untuk menelannya bulat-bulat. Namun, bagaimana mungkin ia bisa bertahan jika badai itu adalah Lucian sendiri? Ia telah jatuh ke dalam perangkap yang tidak memiliki jalan keluar. Dan yan

In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend