sean and ariana

WARNING!!! ADA BANYAK ADEGAN DEWASA, SILAKAN BACA DENGAN BIJAK!!! Setelah 7 tahun menjalin hubungan akhirnya Amanda dan Sean menuju ke jenjang pernikahan. Tetapi saat pernikahan tiba, Amanda tidak tahu kalau yang ia nikahi adalah Sean yang lain. Follow me on instagram @opinismeku

The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am. The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there. I fall and shiver with the noise in my head but I cannot cry. I get up quickly to take a look at the second victim but I can't see 'its' face-the whole body is wrapped in a blue satin material that looks and smells like death. I wait for the third but it moves so fast I can't get a proper picture of her, but I do know it is a female. The fourth has blood dropping from his nose and his eyes are shut tight like he is in another world. The fifth body is wheeled upstairs and I hurriedly follow it. As I climb the staircase after them, I see a woman descending it; her countenance looks disheveled but her heart is dancing. She is jumping and laughing inside of her. When I look into her eyes, that's what I see but she does not see me pass. I stop staring at her and follow the ambulance which is now being rolled into the theatre with calculated moves. I want to see who the victim is, but they are so fast that they enter and lock the door before I can catch up. I sigh and hesitate for three minutes and then I remember the red neckpiece-the one that fell from Jamie's hands. "Jamie!" I scream in my head. Then my feet begin to move very fast down the stairs. I do not have the power to stop them from moving and they only stop at Emergency Ward 1 and I suddenly and supernaturally find myself inside without using the door. The neck piece still lay there, close to the reception. There on the bed in the emergency Ward lay my sister Jamie with her pale face and bloody body. Her left eyebrow is now gone and her nose and ears are bleeding. Her lips are still charred and a man in white coveralls keep wiping blood off her face and body every now and then. There are three men around her, plus a woman, pushing and pulling some strange machines on the wall and on the floor, to save her. The woman is placing a stethoscope on Jamie's chest. I watch her from the corner I am standing. She does it three times and then she stops, placing her head on the side of the bed which isn't bloodstained and I see, from her eyes two drops of tears fall into the soft bloodstained bed where Jamie lay. Just then, the three men stop pushing and pulling the machines, they shake their heads from side to side as if on cue and one of them proceeds to cover my sister's body with a long blue satin cloth- the same one the second victim has on his whole body. I shiver, seeing this cloth because I know it is used to wrap corpses in readiness for cremation. Suddenly I find my voice. "Don't! She's not dead! Don't cover her up!" I scream. My lips shiver as reality dawns on me. My whole body utter a yelp but they do not even look at me "Hey Doctors! Jamie's my sister, she cannot die! Please save her" I mutter under my breath because raising my voice doesn't help. "Pack her up quickly, the poor girl has given up" one of the men say to another and I try to cry but tears do not come. My eyes sting badly. I watch one of them roll her body like a burrito and wheel it out of the theatre. My feet scurry after him but it is all hopeless, so I soon stop going after him. I go up the stairs towards the fifth accident victim like a defeated warrior and lay my head on the door of the ward like a wounded child. For some reason, I do not want to see any more of these gory sights. So I turn to go, but, I hear a voice "Hello" I hear someone say to me. I turn around swiftly to face a tall man in white coveralls. His head has hair as black as coal and his voice sounds like several elephants trumpeting. I think he is a doctor here but I am shocked because he can see me, hear me. When he opens his mouth, I see that his teeth are very long and that his eyes shine in the dark. Dark red eyes, and with fingers that look like claws. "Please sir, I need you to save my little sister. Please stop that man from taking her there. I do not want her to go there" my voice is breaking but my eyes are as dry as a tree in summer. He moves his head from side to side and opens his mouth to talk. "You're a spirit", he says, "I have noticed you roaming about in the past hour and that's why I have come up to you. I am no doctor. I am here to save you" he raises his arms and I see a tattoo on it. The tattoo of a blue werewolf. His revelation shocks me and I know I should ask, "how do you see me then? People here can't see me or hear me" but I say something else, "No sir! I can see, feel, smell and talk. I cannot only cry and that is the one thing I suffer from, how can you even call me a spirit?" I shiver again, my feet floating in the air "Your body is in there" he says pointing at the door I am leaning on. "You have to go back to it please, before it is too late" "Please save my sister" I plead with my eyes, ignoring his words "I need you to do this, Ariana. Please go back to your body now" he insists "My sister, Jamie..." I trail off "Save what can be saved. Go in there now" he commands I reluctantly push the door open and just as it opens, I see the doctors about to cover the body on the bed with a long blue cloth just like the one Jamie's body's wrapped in. Just as they are about covering my face, I slip into my lifeless body.

Velin yang merupakan seorang penjual bunga tidak pernah menyangka jika pertemuannya kembali dengan Sean di malam reuni SMA membawa petaka dalam hidupnya. Selama 5 tahun tanpa kabar, ternyata Sean tetap sama, seorang yang usil bahkan lebih dari itu. Sean gila! Penderitaan semakin menjadi, saat Sean mengklaim Velin sebagai miliknya. Bahkan Velin harus berurusan dengan nyawa setiap kali Sean berada di dekatnya. Sean bilang itu cinta. Namun, Velin bilang itu petaka! "Obsesiku itu kamu! Jika aku tak mampu memilikimu, sebaiknya dunia menelanmu." - Sean Varza Nasution Lalu, alasan apa yang membuat Sean terobsesi pada Velin?

Ariana Grande gets tickled by Katy Perry for being more popular than her! However, Katy is not the only one who wants to tickle her!

Sean O’Conor, dosen bahasa asing di sebuah universitas terkemuka di Indonesia, sedang bersiap-siap untuk berkencan dengan kekasihnya, Claire Smith. Jantungnya berdebar kencang kala dirinya tiba di pintu unit apartemen Claire, menyembunyikan cincin yang akan Sean berikan di dalam hadiah coklat valentinenya, membayangkan berlutut kepada wanita yang ia cintai, menjanjikan cinta yang abadi untuknya, tetapi masa depan yang ada di hadapan itu telah lenyap selamanya, saat Sean menemukan Claire di tengah kolam darah di apartemennya. Sean terkejut dan hampir kehilangan semua keinginan untuk hidup, tetapi Sean berhasil bangkit kembali untuk membalas dendam dan membawa keadilan kepada si pembunuh. Siapakah pembunuh Claire sebenarnya? Berhasilkah Sean membalas dendam? Ikuti cerita ini hingga akhir.

18+ content, read it on your own risk To the outside world, i was just a Foster kid Arianna who worked hard and now had a well paying job... So normal, nothing extraordinary but they didn't know the darkness of my world because i hid it well. You can never know a thing about me which i don't want you to know. He thought he kidnapped me because he just could and wanted to, to the world he is The Mr. Kite who can do whatever the fuck he wants but he doesn't know i m the master mind of this game he will never know who i m unless i want him to. He thinks he is my dark Knight and i m the damsel in distress. I m the fucking Queen wearing the skin of the sweet innocent damsel. My hands were bound to the bed. My clothes were gone. There was not any sheet on my naked body. It has been twenty minutes since i gained consciousness but i m pretending to be unconscious, i already know my surrounding but the reason why i am still pretending is because i know he is waiting and he is getting anxious. In a few minutes, he will have to cancel his meeting and when he will cancel it i will open my eyes on my own terms. Suddenly, i feel a hand on my left boob he is massaging it and then his hand moves to my right boob he gives the same service to it. Sex has never been my weakness, he can do what he wants right now he will be so indulge in it, the game would be long gone out of his hands and all the cards will be owned by me. His other hand now moves to my vagina he plays with it and starts fingering me. He is in his own mind right now. His two fingers are doing the same thing for several minutes in and out, in and out. Then he takes out his phone and start texting i know he is cancelling his meeting and soon when he is busy with me again. I open my eyes and play my role of damsel in distress. And let him believe he is owning me with the sex but its the other way around and now i let myself feel and soon the orgasm comes and playing my innocent role perfectly i start weeping and see him with so much hate in my eyes from a girl who feel violated that i seem real to my own self. He clean my tears with his thumb and his other hand is still inside me, he starts moving those fingers again inside me and brings his lips to mine and he literally devours me he pushes his tongue inside my mouth at the same time add another finger to his ongoing assault on my down he starts fucking me mercilessly with his fingers. I m so over whelmed and then he use his other hand to pinch my nipples hard and a fucking tsunami of orgasm comes to me i lost all my senses in it then he breaks the kiss takes out his fingers and lick them clean and mischievously smiles to me then he comes so near me his hot breath is on my neck he says in my ear i own you. It sends a thrill to my body but i know its just after effect of orgasm. We are physically attracted but noone will ever own me but in front of him i play my role and show him fear in my eyes but inside is laughing at his stupidity because he doesn't know what's coming...

Getting more and more stuck in a spot of no escape, Ariana wondered why her life was hard. Little did anyone know this all pointed to the fact that she wasn't of the realist's world , Little wonder it never sat well with her; she realized sooner than later that she didn't belong in the world of her mother and 'father' but belonged in the world which she thought only existed in the pile of books on her shelf. And from here, the story begins ... Time-travel

Park Si-eun is a 24 year old man, born in South Korea, working as a Lawyer and has a good salary. A very normal, boring life isn't it? However, under that facade that he's keeping, which almost seems perfect, he is a hitman, who is working independently. One day, he commits suicide, and he wakes up in a body of his 14 year old self, follow him on his journey!

Aisha, a 24-year-old software engineer, escapes her dull life by diving into fantasy novels. After a long day, she falls asleep reading *My Life with You* and wakes up in the body of **Ariana Rencise**, the infamous villainess doomed to die. With no memories of Ariana’s life, Aisha realizes she hasn’t been reborn as the heroine, but as the character destined for a tragic end. Determined to survive, Aisha decides to rewrite Ariana's story. To avoid her grim fate, she must fix the mistakes of her past, repair broken relationships, and navigate the treacherous world of noble politics. Can she change her future and avoid Ariana’s deadly end? Or will the novel’s plot doom her no matter what?

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?"