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"Pukul 00.01 dini hari, sehari setelah perayaan tahun baru, terjadi sebuah kecelakaan beruntun di sebuah persimpangan Hotel Dupont City, hingga nyaris menewaskan seorang wanita bernama Tara Lipinski berusia 25 tahun. Berita acara meliput secara eksklusif tentang wanita malang tersebut. Dikabarkan dia hidup seorang diri, tanpa seorang wali hukum." Informasi itu menyentak kuat diri Tara Lipinski. Air matanya luruh ke permukaan pipinya yang sedikit bengkak. Dirinya dinyatakan hampir mati oleh seluruh dunia, tapi kenapa takdir mendorongnya menetapkan ruhnya di dalam jasad seorang wanita bernama Vanilla, yang sama sekali tidak ia mengerti siapakah wanita itu, dari manakah asalnya, dan ada banyak sekali deretan pertanyaan menimpa benaknya. Kehidupan Tara Lipinski menjadi jungkir balik, seolah dia buta akan dunianya yang kini sebagai seorang Vanilla. Bagaimana dia bisa bertahan, bila sesungguhnya yang dia takutkan adalah diri dia yang baru?

I am the typical girl you can find everywhere. Plain is the word that designed exactly for me. I have excellent grades, good attitude, bright future. I have set a goal ahead of time, and everything run smoothly like I've planned. I am living a comfortable normal live. Until I met him. Luke Spencer. He is everything you want, everything you've dream of. Curtain opens. Question asks. Careful steps taken. Bad decisions made. * "The life I live in was just like the taste of vanilla. Sweet, but just plain sweet. Vanilla. Until I met you." "Do you regret it?" "I don't know, but I'm craving it." "... what?" he chuckles like he find it absurd that I'm talking about food right now. But he's tasty though. "You don't understand." "What I don't understand? You're just hungry, Cupcake." "Yeah, I'm hungry..." of your love, "...and I'm craving it." The taste that you brought to my life. ** Hello, author here. This story is actually a story that I wrote on another platform back then, around 2016 I guess. It stopped because I have another priorities, but I'm back to edit this story and post it here. I'll also continue this story here. Some of you going to say this one is another cliche, but I'm okay with it because, what's a pizza without cheese? anyways, do give this story a chance to make it out there ^_^ Your comments and votes are much appreciated!

"You will moan out my name" His fingers brushed the tip of my Pussy. I was already so wet and horny. I took my lower lips in, suppressing my moan. "You will yearn for me only.. crave for my touch. And when I don't touch you, it will burn you. Until you agree to become my surrogate" His deep voice created cold shrills that spread through my veins. He dipped two fingers into my pussy. My legs tightened around his torso. I wanted him to thrust in and out but he only pulled out his fingers which were covered in my squirts. I watched him lick off every squirt on his fingers and it only made me wetter. "Beg me, Adele. Beg for me to touch you" He whispered seductively into my ears, running his fingers through my neckline. "Never.." I stubbornly refused, fighting to keep my breath steady. "I won't ever become a surrogate to a dangerous man like you" He brushed some strands of my hair behind my ears.. dipped his hands into my pussy. I held him tighter, low gasp escaping from my lips. He thrust in and out for some time before pulling out. He dropped me and stepped back. "We'll see about that, little kitten. Just how long you can resist me" ________________ He's the devil... The real devil of the underworld. Yet, I am meant to repay a debt owed by my stepmother. A man soaked in blood can never be human. A man who's heart is as cold as ice can never be loved by anyone. And I, Adele Santiago can never become the devil's surrogate and must repay the debt even by death.

La verdad nunca desapareció… solo esperaba. Entre recuerdos incompletos, señales fuera de tiempo y fragmentos de realidad que no encajan, cada paso ya estaba destinado a traerte aquí. Porque no todo se oculta. Algunas cosas… simplemente esperan el momento correcto para volver.

Ghifari is a stubborn young man who must accept his destiny to marry a girl he does not love, even when he already has a lover. "Don't expect more from this wedding!" "You can save hundreds of passengers, but you can't save your wife's pride alone." Nafisa Khoirunnisa

Un libro lleno de cartas pérdidas en el tiempo o en la historia, en donde se encuentran los más ocultos sentimientos y pensamientos, crisis e incógnitas existenciales y pasiones de diferentes tipos... Una carta es una de las mejores formas de conocer a una persona y a una época determinada.

Aku dan Arthan menikah dengan sebuah kesepakatan. Dia mendapat seorang istri untuk oma-nya, dan aku mendapat uang untuk biaya operasi bapak. Kupikir semuanya akan baik-baik saja, sampai aku tahu bahwa sepupu Arthan adalah laki-laki yang pernah meninggalkanku di pelaminan. Keluarga Arthan tak sepenuhnya menerimaku, tak terkecuali adik bungsunya yang begitu membenciku. Hingga suatu ketika, sepupu Arthan menghamili gadis kecil itu tanpa mau bertanggung jawab dengan alasan masih mengharapkanku kembali padanya. Meski adiknya benci padaku, tapi aku tetap berusaha membujuk Mario—sepupu Arthan untuk mau bertanggung jawab. Ini semua kulakukan agar gadis itu tak mengakhiri hidupnya. Sementara itu, perjanjian pernikahanku dan Arthan hampir berakhir. Berat rasanya menandatangi surat cerai, tapi itu sudah kesepakatan karena pada dasarnya tidak ada cinta dari Arthan untukku, selain cinta di atas kertas.

Esta es una historia entre dos gatos machos, pero muchos obstáculos se interponen en sus vidas. ¿Los superarán a todos y vivirán una vida pacífica? ¿O estarán separados para siempre? [SS] Escena S * x [R] Advertencia de violación

This book is just to complete the event task

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?"