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Hi's Like, Idiot But Psiko

Aleandra Feodora seorang gadis cantik asal Rusia melarikan diri dari kejaran mafia paling berbahaya di Rusia setelah melihat keluarganya mati dibantai. Entah apa yang terjadi, dia tidak tahu. Pelariannya membawanya ke California dan dia hidup sebatang kara di kota asing itu. Tapi naas dia harus melihat sesuatu yang tidak boleh dia lihat sampai akhirnya dia terperangkap dengan seorang mafia kejam yang tidak memiliki belas kasih. Hal itu dimanfaatkan Alendra karena dia butuh bantuan seseorang untuk membantunya balas dendam. Aleandra mendekati mafia itu yang bernama Maximus Smith. Keadaan Maximus yang seperti pria idiot membuat Aleandra memutuskan mendekatinya tapi jangan ragukan kepintaran dan kekejaman yang dia punya. Agar Maximus mau membantunya, Aleandra menawarkan sebuah penawaran pada Maximus yaitu tubuhnya. "Aku akan memberikan keperawananku padamu asal kau mau membantu aku balas dendam!" Aleandra. "Jangan main-main, untuk apa aku keperawananmu? Aku bukan bajingan yang begitu mudah tergoda hanya karena keperawanan! Bahkan jika kau menjualnya satu dolar, aku tidak akan membelinya karena aku sudah memerawani banyak wanita di kota ini!" Ucap Maximus sinis. Aleandra mengigit bibir, putus asa. Bisakah dia mengambil simpati Maximus agar pria itu mau membantunya balas dendam?

Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife!

Sweet, charming, delicate, beautiful, Ruan Mengmeng was the embodiment of the perfect moe girl. After her dearest sister passed, her survival against her evil stepmother, half-sister, and almost an entire loveless family was at stake. At the door of impending doom, Ruan Mengmeng found herself waking up in a majestic monster of a mansion, and a stranger claiming that he was now her guardian. Since that day, there was no one who spoilt her as much as Li Junyu. Ranging from private tutoring sessions, ranking up in games, and even sweeping up all tickets to a show she starred in, how far would Li Junyu go for this moe girl?

No One Should Be Alone

The New Year of 2002 starts off with a literal bang, when Mark Vincent is called to WBIS headquarters and learns the Washington Bureau of Intelligence and Security has been disbanded. He's not happy with the situation, but he's ready to make his own way in the intelligence waters of DC. However, when Trevor Wallace, known as The Boss, requests he accept the CIA's offer of a job, Mark reluctantly agrees. He isn't surprised to find working for the CIA is exactly what he expected, with the Company not allowing him to do his job. Mark lets his resentment be known as he's partnered with one officer after another, with no success. As a result, he's determined to leave the CIA, in spite of his promise to the man whose opinion he valued so highly.<br><br>Quinton Mann is viewed as royalty in the intelligence community. He had a run-in with Mark Vincent a few years before, while Vincent was still senior special agent for the WBIS, and Quinn had developed a healthy respect for him. Now, however, it's his turn to partner with the man considered by the alphabet agencies to be a sociopath.<br><br>Quinn can see what the problem is, and he's aware Vincent might not remain CIA for long. Now, the year is drawing to a close. Will a drink on Christmas Eve change things for both men?

Tell No One

It’s not what you think.

No One Will Ever Hurt You Again I Promise

For each of us, things and events present themselves differently. We cannot afford to be envious of the happiness of others. Happiness comes in different forms; we need to be attentive and know our needs to seize the opportunity when it arises. Do we know what it's like to love and be loved when we are young? Are our choices considered? We will never know if we never try it, and love does not wait for age. It falls on you. And fate? Does that mean anything to you? So no matter how hard you try to change it, it remains unchanged. What is written cannot be undone. At Woodhill, a private high school located in the heart of New York, the elites of this society come together to receive the best academic training of all time. All these teenagers are descendants of responsible and prosperous families. But as it is written, there are always exceptions when there are rules enacted somewhere. Among the rotten-spoiled petty-bourgeois, a few children from the small society are accepted as little geniuses. They all have brilliant brains; that's the only thing they have in common with New York City's future leaders. Again, there are a few exceptions among those who can afford academic training worthy of their social rank but do not have the required level. But as they say, between friends, we support each other. Money makes the law. Of course, you can be brilliant but can't afford to access Woodhill. On the other hand, if you are part of this bourgeois elite, you are unlikely to be denied access. There is a boy with the most interesting personality in this category, who is intelligent but does not have sufficient means. Some say that he is bipolar, others say that he has schizophrenia, and so many stories circulate about him, but no one really knows who he is. Howie is the name of this mysterious boy who is being chatted up in Woodhill. A god-sand-beautiful, intelligent, and talented boy who, unfortunately, is poor and disturbed. Some see him as a waste because of that.

His One and Only

The moment Drew Richards spots gorgeous workaholic lawyer, Mark Stevens, at a party, he is intrigued. Though rebuffed at first by Mark, a persistent Drew convinces the man they can be friends. Drew left his job as an art teacher to help his parents with their gift shop when his stepfather fell ill. It’s at a coffee shop by the store where their friendship begins.<br><br>After the death of his partner, Mark buried himself in work, a habit he can’t seem to break himself of ... until he meets Drew. The short, dark haired Drew is cute in a pixie sort of way, not Mark’s usual sort, but he finds the man too appealing and before he knows it they become more than friends.<br><br>Mark’s been out of the dating scene for a while and can’t help but make a few missteps. Drew is looking for serious commitment. Can he become Mark’s one and only?

HIS

"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face. "Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want," "So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact. "You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. I sat there looking at him, his eyes filled with emotions and unspoken words that had me melting under his gaze. "What do you mean y-" "Please don't make me repeat myself, I find it quite annoying," he replied his other hand moving from my knee to thigh the grip firm. "Well you're my boss telling me that you...want me, I think I'm going to need some clarification Xavier," I said frustrated and he swallowed hard, his Adams apple moving and I wish I could know what he was thinking. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine. Shakespeare The course of true love never did run smooth

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The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face. "Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want," "So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact. "You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. I sat there looking at him, his eyes filled with emotions and unspoken words that had me melting under his gaze. "What do you mean y-" "Please don't make me repeat myself, I find it quite annoying," he replied his other hand moving from my knee to thigh the grip firm. "Well you're my boss telling me that you...want me, I think I'm going to need some clarification Xavier," I said frustrated and he swallowed hard, his Adams apple moving and I wish I could know what he was thinking. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine Shakespeare The course of true love never did run smooth

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