rasaku padamu

Hani baru saja mati dengan tragis. Apakah dia langsung ke akhirat? Tidak, dia justru terbangun tujuh tahun sebelum kematiannya. “Kenapa aku harus bersama dengan iblis ini lagi!?” Apakah Tuhan sedang mengajaknya bercanda dengan mempertemukannya kembali dengan orang-orang yang telah menyebabkan kematiannya dulu? Kenapa dia harus mengulang lagi masa-masa hidup penuh trauma itu? Wajar saja jika Hani tidak mau semua hal itu terulang kembali... Hani harus mencari cara untuk kabur dan balas dendam pada semua cecunguk itu!

Kisah hidup Raya menjalani kehidupan yang penuh liku dan panjang, menjalani hidup yang tak terduga, ditinggal papanya yang selingkuh dari mamanya, dan mempunyai anak yang ga tau siapa ayahnya...

Dua sejoli baru saja merasakan indahnya cinta yang saling berbalas. Tapi bagaimana jika takdir berkata lain?

"Bahagia dan kecewaku memang tak selalu tentangmu, tapi mengapa goresan luka yang ada selalu karena ulahmu. Entahlah, ini aku yang bodoh atau memang kamu yang tak mengerti." Rasanya aku ingin pergi tapi saat kamu meminta maaf dan menyadari kesalahan disaat itu aku merasa bingung harus memilih pergi atau menanam harapan.

Aulia dan Rizal, dua remaja SMA ini tidak pernah akur padahal rumah mereka bersebelahan, keluarga mereka saling juga mengenal dengan baik. Namun ketika suatu hal terjadi yang membuat mereka berdua berinteraksi, apakah mereka akan akur pada akhirnya? Atau tidak pernah sama sekali hingga mereka punya kehidupan masing-masing?

Ketika melihatnya, ia langsung terpaku. bukan jatuh cinta, tapi jatuh murka! dua orang anti sosial ini sedang beradu dalam kisah cinta yang berputar dan saling berbelit. saat waktu dan tempat mempersilahkan, drama terbaik akan terungkap.

When Shivay was born, he already knew who he was. His identity had not been erased by death or rebirth. Somewhere deep within his consciousness, his name, his past, and his purpose remained intact. Yet one truth continued to trouble him—he did not know where he was. Was this the afterlife? Or had he truly been born again? Trapped in the body of a newborn, Shivay could not understand the rules of this existence. The world felt solid, real, and bound by time—nothing like the realms beyond life he remembered. And yet, it was unfamiliar. Too fragile. Too limited. He could think clearly, but he could not act. He could remember, but he could not speak. That was when the question arose within him: Does reincarnation truly exist? Shivay did not believe reincarnation was a simple cycle where souls endlessly returned. If that were true, everyone would remember. Everyone would awaken. But they did not. Most lived and died without ever knowing what came before. So why had he returned? The answer slowly formed within him—not as words, but as certainty. He had been born again because his story was unfinished. This was not a reward. It was not punishment either. His rebirth was a necessity. Something beyond gods, beyond fate, had chosen continuity over ending. Shivay realized that reincarnation was real—but only when existence itself required it. Still, many questions remained unanswered. Why had he been born into this world? Who would help him in this fragile form? And whose help was he meant to give? Shivay sensed that someone, somewhere, was waiting—someone connected to the same imbalance that had pulled him back from death. Their paths would cross not by coincidence, but by purpose. Until then, others would guide him unknowingly, protecting him, raising him, preparing him for the moment when his awareness and strength would align. For now, Shivay could only wait. He would grow. He would observe. And he would endure the silence of childhood. Because one day, when the truth finally revealed itself, Shivay would understand not only why he was reborn—but who he was meant to help, and who would help him in return. Until that day, he remained a king in memory… and a child in the world.

The Story is about the war between The ASTRADHARI and the DEMONS for the mighty BRAHMASHIRASTRA

Para ellos, saltar a la fama ha sido su más grande sueño y están viviendo la vida, llenos de lujos, amor de sus fans y poder. Pero no han conquistado todo aún, el choque de realidad de dos estilos diferentes de vida, harán que se replanteen sus decisiones, el poder que creen tener y lo que desean. Una pequeña historia, de pasión, odio, secretos y drama. JK, Veer, Min, Gust, Jang, Mister y Hi, conocerán las mentiras, el engaño, la manipulación y el deseo.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"