Black Rose Mawar Hitam Berdarah

I thought I was just a broke college girl with a traumatic past and too many cigarettes. I didn’t know I was born to lead a pack. I didn’t know I was being hunted. On the night of my twenty-fourth birthday, everything changed. One second I was at a club, pretending life didn’t suck. The next, I was being dragged out by a stranger with ocean-blue eyes, thrown into a black SUV, and told I was a werewolf. Apparently, I’m not just any werewolf—I’m the heir to a powerful bloodline, the only survivor of a massacre, and the center of a prophecy that could bring down one of the darkest witches in history. Now I’m stuck in a mansion full of secrets, locked behind doors I didn’t ask for, and shadowed by an Alpha who looks at me like I’m everything he’s ever wanted—and everything he’s not allowed to have. They say I belong here. They say I have power. But I didn’t ask for a bond I don’t understand, a fate I don’t believe in, or a love that might just break me.

Seorang anak terlahir dengan tanda sabit hitam di pundaknya, dianggap sebagai kutukan oleh desanya. Mo Tian, yang tidak mengetahui jati dirinya, tumbuh dalam kesendirian dan perundungan. Namun, hidupnya berubah drastis ketika desa kecilnya dihancurkan oleh sekte keji bernama Langit Berdarah. Mo Tian adalah reinkarnasi Dewa Kematian, penguasa jiwa yang dihukum oleh Dewan Langit dan dilahirkan kembali sebagai manusia. Dengan sebuah pedang tua dan ingatan yang terkunci, ia memulai perjalanan ke dunia persilatan, bertarung melawan sekte jahat, dan mengejar jawaban tentang takdirnya. Namun, setiap langkah membawa Mo Tian lebih dekat pada keputusan besar: akankah ia menerima kembali kekuatannya sebagai Dewa Kematian atau tetap sebagai manusia fana yang lemah? "Kematian bukan akhir, tapi awal dari kekuatan yang sebenarnya."

After my rebirth, I decided to draw a hard line between myself and the heir of the Mafia Family, Carlo Gutierrez. He had his golden retriever take my seat and told everyone I wasn't even fit to touch dog food at his party. After that, I never sat at the main table again. He complained that my voice was giving him a headache and got in the way of his business, so I muted myself in front of him. He sneered that I reeked, so I packed up and went back to my rundown apartment in the slums, never setting foot on his territory again. In the end, he said just having me around would ruin his marriage alliance with the Moreno Family's Principessa. I nodded, then accepted someone else's proposal without hesitation. I made the choices opposite to what I made in my last life. After I married him in my previous life, the Moreno Family's Principessa was killed in a shootout. Carlo concluded I was the culprit and threw me into the basement for torture before finally throwing my body into the sea. Later, when he saw me with another man, he confronted me with red eyes. "Rosa Shaw, you've had your fun. Come back with me, and I'll pretend none of this ever happened!"

Akibat pengkhianatan calon suaminya, Alisha nekat kabur ke Paris seorang diri. Jauh dari rumah membuatnya tak merasa lebih baik. Ia justru semakin meratapi nasib di kota yang konon paling romantis sedunia itu. Demi melampiaskan rasa sakit hatinya, Alisha menyewa seorang pria misterius untuk menemaninya tidur dari sebuah aplikasi kencan. Siapa yang mengira, pria misterius itu justru kemudian menjadi atasan Alisha di tempat kerjanya yang baru.

Alura, seorang ratu iblis dari dunia bawah, dikirim ke dunia manusia untuk menyelesaikan ujian terakhirnya: hidup sebagai manusia biasa selama 100 hari. Untuk bertahan, ia menerima tawaran menjadi istri kedua kontrak dari pria kaya dan misterius bernama Arga. Tapi Arga bukan pria biasa—ia adalah pembunuh bayaran berhati dingin yang menyembunyikan masa lalunya dari semua orang, termasuk istri pertamanya. Alura mulai mencintai manusia itu, justru saat kekuatannya yang tersegel perlahan bangkit… dan serangkaian pembunuhan misterius terjadi di sekolah tempat ia menyamar sebagai siswi. Siapa musuh sebenarnya? Dan siapa yang harus ia selamatkan, dirinya, cinta, atau dunia?

“Do you feel that, Rose?” He asked in a gruff tone. “The effect I have on you is real. Don’t deny it. Don’t deny me.” Rose’s cheeks burn with shame, even though she pushed her bosom more into his hand, seeking the pleasure she knew he could give her. Then, she recalled that they were in a restaurant, and stilled at once, eyes wide, heart thudding wildly, and breathless. “We’re in a bar,” she told him, her protest sounding weak even to her own ears. “A desert one,” he chuckled. She turned around, and saw that the restaurant was indeed vacant, save for them, and Enzo and Stefan who were standing by the door, their backs to them. It was rush hour, and that couldn’t have happened, even if the food was terrible — and it wasn’t. She understood immediately that the divillish man sitting next to her, who starred in all her fantasies as of late, had ensured that they would have the privacy they needed. For a ruthless mafia boss, he sure could be considerate. ... ... ... ... When Rose meets a mafia boss on one of her night shifts, she thinks he is a peculiar and unpleasant patient whom she would do well to avoid... Little does she know that that encounter is but the beginning to a tumultuous passionate chapter of her life. Risking everything for the man shouldn't be an option... And yet, she soon finds herself caught in his web of sin, desire, and obsession.

BETH Is a good girl, with a little dark side. She has a thing for a bad boy. Her friends and her like to sneak out to clubs and illegal street races. Her and her friends go to a club, to dance every chance they get. And on this night they go to the club. They are having fun and partying unaware of what the night has to offer. As she is dancing she feels this feeling she is being watched. As she looks around she can't see the source of her uneasy feeling. VLAD As I was at the club I own for some time now. My friend Enzo kept on bugging me about this stupid underground illegal race that happens every weekend. I love the thrill of danger. I own a midnight blue Bugatti Chiron super sport. As I step out on the balcony and look out at the crowded club, I see a girl having a good time. That's when I see her, blue eyes dancing like none of all the girls I have seen here before. That's when I knew I needed to make her mine.

Rosalina Roseburg is a beautiful young girl who gets caught in sex trafficking in Italy by her loving boyfriend. After being tortured for the whole two weeks, she lets go all her hopes and will to live. That's when she's stood in an auction for the elites where she's bought by the mafia prince of Italy , Leonardo Luciano. Who hates prostitution and prostitutes with all his might. He hates his mother the most in the world who was a prostitute and still suffers from his past. He hates that Rosalina is also someone who worked as a prostitute. He hates her, but with every passing day, he gets infatuated with her. Will he ever let go of his hatred and accept rosalina as she is? How will Leonardo face the curse of his past? Does rosalina still love her ex-boyfriend?What will happen when rosalina meets her ex-boyfriend again? What will Rosalina do if her ex-boyfriend is someone close to Leonardo? Who will Leonardo choose for him? Find out....

HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! Cheerful sounds of laughter echoed inside the Xstacy club which is known to be one of the most exclusive and the most ᙭- rated clubs in Abuja. Here inside the club, Rich pot bellied men and handsome playboys enjoy themselves as they lavish and squander bundles of cash both in naira, dollars and pounds on strippers that dance n--kedly before them. While some of them were busy focusing on strippers, some were busy playing cards, while some were busy discussing shady business deals and some were discussing top government secrets. Here in the VIP lounge, Commissioner Badmus and some politicians discuss and argue amongst themsleves about a current government project that didn't sit well with either of them ; Badmus who was more disturbed showed his resentment towards the project. What is the project and made them not to have interest in it is what we are going to find out next...

I have to admit that my husband's true love is a charming and charismatic woman. After she returns to the country, my husband, who always says he knows nothing about being romantic, racks his brains to think of ways to please her. Even my son wants her to be his mother—he says it to my face, too. To my husband and son, I'm only worthy of cooking and cleaning for them. Later, an autistic little girl tugs on my shirt and says firmly, "Zach might not want his mommy, but I do!" It's only then that I realize flowers can bloom in parched land. When I'm finally living the life I want, my ex-husband and son come to me, telling me they regret their actions… My ex-husband calls and says Zach misses me. I answer, "I'm not his mother anymore." Then, he says he's made a mistake—he's realized that I'm the one he loves. The man beside me kisses the back of my hand, sounding jealous as he says, "Do you think you deserve to be with her when I've yet to win her heart?"