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Istri Pilihan Mama

นักเขียน: Ummi_Rahmi
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What is Istri Pilihan Mama

อ่านนิยาย Istri Pilihan Mama โดย ผู้เขียน Ummi_Rahmi ที่เผยแพร่บน WebNovel.Aku tak mengerti apa yang tengah dipikirkan Mama, setiap aku ingin mengenalkan seorang wanita sebagai kekasihku tak pernah ditanggapi dengan baik. Setiap aku menjalani hubungan dengan seseorang, tak p...

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Aku tak mengerti apa yang tengah dipikirkan Mama, setiap aku ingin mengenalkan seorang wanita sebagai kekasihku tak pernah ditanggapi dengan baik. Setiap aku menjalani hubungan dengan seseorang, tak pernah mendapat tempat di hati mama. Sungguh aku tak mengerti apa yang tengah dipikirkan oleh mama, diusiaku yang sudah berkepala tiga, aku kian tak pernah berani mengenalkan seorang kekasih kepada mama. Sebab ini bukan kali pertama orang yang ku kenalkan ditolak mentah-mentah oleh mama, hubunganku ditentang habisan-habisan oleh mama. Sebagai anak aku sungguh tak punya keberanian mengajukan keberatanku atas setiap penolakan mama. Betapa tidak mama adalah wanita pertama dan satu-satunya yang tak pernah berhenti mencintaiku, sungguh sebuah kesalahan terbesar bagiku jika aku mengecewakan wanita paling berharga bagi duniaku. Tapi Mama, aku mohon beri aku kepercayaan untuk menentukan calon pendamping hidupku, izinkan aku memilih wanita yang akan menjadi ibu dari anak-anakku kelak. Permintaan ini tak pernah bisa aku ucapkan dihadapan mama, entah kemana pergi keberanianku saat akan mengutarakan maksud ini, atau bahkan keberanian ini memang tidak pernah berani muncul dalam hatiku. Meski aku tak beran menolak jika suatu saat mama mengambil alih, menentukan wanita yang akan mendampingiku. Haruskah aku menolak pilihan mama, meski pasti akan menggoreskan luka dihatinya, atau aku menerima pilihan mama meski menggoreskan luka dihatiku? Pertanyaan ini harus sampai kapan ku simpan sendiri? Entahlah...

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Despicable Love

"I promise you Lilian, I won't stop till I kill every single vampire in this existence '' These words came from Amelia, she was at the cemetery at the grave of her little sister. She's a werewolf from the Rodriguez family, unlike all other werewolves, she was special, she was said to be blessed with the moon goddess thus giving her a whole different power level. She was donned in her normal assassin suit, a white shirt, skinny trousers with a red belt, and a red hooded cape accompanying her suit. She looked up at the full silver moon, its rays bestowed on her, her eyes turned white, her fangs elongated out slightly. Then she dashed away. ……… At a party ground, creatures were seen, due to their pale white skin, and unnatural red eyes, one could tell they are vampires, they were having a blood feast, they danced while sipping out the delicious blood from their victims, the atmosphere was not a pleasing one, red smoky aura filled the vicinity. Abruptly they heard a snarling sound, they all turned and behold it was her mysterious Werewolf. "That will be the last celebration you'll ever have, for your time has run out in this world" She voiced out with such boldness and fierceness. Her wood was on, as her long brunette hair, dripped out, extending beneath her breast, her face wasn't a friendly one, looking at her eyes was a terror, her razor sharp claws were out, ready to cause a massacre. "It's you again! attack her!" The head vampire ordered his fellow, they all bolted at her with superhuman speed. Amelia gave a battle stance, then a faint smile appeared on her face, revealing her evil intentions. She leaped up very high, as the glory of the full moon showed behind her, she landed with a slash on a vampire's chest that turned the creature to ashes. …….. Amelia was an average woman, she was born in a family of wealth, as her father Mr Rodriguez owns one of the biggest companies in manila. The moment she was born, a prophecy came, that she's the Divine Werewolf, the one destined to kill the Shaitan Vampire, the one whose soul was imprinted on it the devil's mark. But Amelia'a loving heart turns to lust for vengeance, when a vampire killed her little sister, she was eight years old then, they were playing in the garden, when it happened, ever since she had sworn to hunt down Vampires with her powers. But her life once again experienced light when she fell in love with Aiden, a staff in her dad's Company, finally she had a reason to be happy. But disaster came when she discovered he was a vampire, not just any Vampire, but the Shaitan Vampire, and even Aiden had no idea of who he was, her dad and the entire werewolf clan was totally against her love, Aiden is a good person, but his newly discovered self was a curse. Will Amelia choose her love over her duty or will she have to eliminate him, to fulfill the prophecy. ……. "You have to kill him now Amelia, before he transform into a full flesh Vampire" "But Dad! I love him" "Love has no place at this point, he is the cursed Vampire, the lord of the night, king of darkness, master of hell and god of the deceased had placed his mark on him, he is the Shaitan Vampire……….

Anthony_Destiny · แฟนตาซี
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The Crimson Hollow

In the shadowed realms of an ancient land, where secrets whisper and darkness reigns, a tale of intrigue unfolds. Delilah Fennessy, beguiling and enigmatic, her existence, a tapestry woven with threads of forbidden blood, casts her as an outcast in a world divided by power and lineage. A solitary soul, she treads the path of isolation, her heart weighed by the burden of her heritage. Amidst the currents of blood, burdens, and ancestral legacies, there ever existed times when Delilah could perceive the murmurs of the populace, weaving prophecies. Murmurs fed by religion and despair. It whispered of a figure, sometimes a name could be heard, a lot of names were born by the time Delilah grew up. The name of the one who would bring light by misery, the one who by blood would ease pain. The Harbinger of doom. A being of absolute light and pureness, a creation of God. Yet Delilah remained resolute in her skepticism toward these hollow fables and narratives devoid of clemency. Verily, this world stood bereft of the capacity to birth forth such resplendent light. In this opus of passion and darkness, where echoes of forgotten times reverberate through the corridors of the soul, only the shadows hold the answers, between dances of love and anguish shall unveil the truth that lies dormant in the depths of tortured souls. ♱ Curiosity mastering her, Delilah inquired; "Who are you ?", certainly, he replied; "What I might be cannot be defined." Bewildered, she surveyed him from head to toe, her mouth agape, her cheeks and lips rosied from weeping. The painting seemed as one of the most uncanny embroilments, depicting a tragic twist, Delilah’s tear-stained and bloodied fingers delicately still arranging her disheveled tresses, betraying a self-consciousness and awareness of her own appearance. Her soft voice daring to inquire the identity of the enigmatic man, even as she maintained her grip on the pistol, its aim unwavering. The irony unfolded as mere moments ago, she had been tearing at her own flesh, beseeching the divine to bring an end to her torment. She slowly swallowed her saliva, shame inundating her soul, she replied; "Your name alone suffices to define you, sir." He slowly ascended from his seat, he traversed, his back now towards her. And she knew better than to request names, but this being present here was no man, his scent was redolent of death and his hands were adorned with blood. "Names hold little meaning. But perhaps, I shall give it to you some other time."

jezestbelle · แฟนตาซี
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