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Louisa is a sexy adventurous lady who is bent on living her life to the fullest with her three best friends who seems to have everything a girl their age could ever wish for. But then something was missing in their lives; Love. So they set out on an adventure to find love. Other stories by the author: PULL ME CLOSER! Married To Sophistication When Love Happens

“Why are you angry?” I asked him.  “It's not like we're a couple." He stopped, and stared at me, boring my eyes with his emerald eyes. “If we are…” He paused, clenching his jaw, “then am I allowed to be angry?” I looked at him like he was insane. “Then we’ll take it to that level.” He continued.  “Im serious. I want you. Leizel Snow Garcia Waterstrings is not just fierce. She's more than that. Ending up as an ice cream worker in a local ice cream shop, it was her one step of becoming a strong and independent woman. And that's when a cold-hearted stranger came in view. Eion Aurelio Hudson. Out of seven billion people in the world, the two hard-headed people crossed paths, making her "strong and independent woman" facade slowly fall apart. With all the dramas, free food, forgotten birthdays, Robot handling, idiots around, and emotional crisis, will she be able to melt his winter heart with her blazing fire or will this fire be put away instantly? One Blazing Head. One Winter Heart. Two Hard-headed people. A huge disaster.

Strawberry Rivalry Rui Dale Lane has everything planned, perfect grades, perfect discipline, and a future built entirely on hard work. The last thing he needs is Noah Lucien Sinclair, a reckless student and also a reputation in Sylverain Academy’s most infamous delinquent. Noah is loud where Rui is composed, shameless where Rui is careful, and somehow still smart enough to threaten Rui’s place at the top of the class. Their rivalry quickly becomes the talk of the academy, filled with brutal academic battles, sharp-tongued banter, and tension. But beneath Noah’s teasing and Rui’s constant denial lies something neither of them knows how to handle. Late-night study sessions become too personal. Quiet bike rides home feel far too intimate. A ridiculous strawberry condom prank spirals into endless teasing, embarrassing secrets, and emotions Rui refuses to name out loud and Rui definitely shouldn’t be wondering what it would feel like if Noah stopped teasing him…and just kiss him.

A "Breaking Into Your Heart" Story. Since she's been a little girl, she has known the true nature of men: cunning, shameless, and selfish. The not so trustworthy opposite sex has left a deep mark withing her, something she has been fighting with as boys started to become more and more appealing to her eyes. Cassidy loves her best friend, the reason she's been freaking out lately, as Isabelle has just hooked up with the hottest guy in school. It is all fine now, her best friend was happy, and she was starting to relax about her new brother-in-law seemed like a good person. That, until his hot best friend showed in scene. It was unexpected, like those electric shocks you get when you touch someone out of the blue. They scare the shit out of you, but when you pay close attention, it was only to find that electric balance withing yourself. Will this clash between opposites actually work out?

Bloody Phoenix had been a legend for long. There were some who worshipped while some left it as a legend. Now here comes the four college student in tire search for things that were out of their control. How would things go now from here?

I was the rejected Luna, dumped at the altar, pregnant and alone. One drunken night with a masked stranger changed everything. Three years later, I returned with four silver-haired, golden-eyed toddlers who can crush mountains, rewind time, breathe hellfire, and freeze oceans. The masked stranger? Turns out he’s Regulus — the ruthless Lycan King who rejected me. Now the entire empire watches on global live stream as my four chaotic babies turn the most terrifying king in history into their personal jungle gym, milk bottle, and swing. He faints from triplets announcements, gets hung by ancient trees, and cries harder than the kids. And I’m pregnant again. This time with triplets. Welcome to the royal family — where the real alphas are three years old, and the king is just their favorite toy.

The night I came home from the hospital after my ninth miscarriage was the night of the Thorne family foundation's annual charity gala. My husband, Vincent Thorne, found me on the terrace. In front of me, three champagne flutes stood empty. His gray-blue eyes, usually so calm and self-possessed, were bloodshot, and his voice was rough. "Cora, the doctor warned you. Your uterine wall is paper-thin. You can't drink another drop." I ignored him. Slowly, deliberately, I took three more glasses and filled them to the brim. I pushed one toward him. The second, I slid in front of his adopted daughter, Kathleen Vance, who stood behind him looking angelic in a white, custom-designed gown. The last glass, I lifted, watching Vincent through the shimmering liquid. I smiled. There was no warmth in my smile, only the chilling certainty of an ending. "Come." "Let's raise a glass to my nine children who were never born."

Strawberries used to taste like innocence- sun-warmed, soft, and impossibly sweet. Now, they carry a bitterness he can't swallow, a memory wrapped in red. Some things stay long after they're gone. A laugh echoing in the wrong silence. A glance that meant too much. A goodbye that was never spoken, only felt. He tells himself it's hatred. That it's better this way- easier to be angry than to ache. But in quiet moments, the truth creeps in like dusk. It wasn't just love. It was almost love. And sometimes, that hurts more. Because no matter how much time passes, he still tastes the past- in the shape of a strawberry, sweet on the tongue, and cruel in the aftertaste.

"karena kamu sudah menyakiti kepala saya maka lakukan apapun yang saya minta."

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?"