pika pika no mi fruit

By the second year of my marriage to Quentin Lambert, we had a son. Fast forward five years, and I was basically a human cookbook, agonizing over every pinch of salt like it was rocket science. One night, Quentin tossed out, "Too much salt." And our son? He didn't even blink—he dumped the whole pot down the drain right in front of me. That's when it hit me—pure exhaustion, like a tidal wave. I told Quentin I wanted a divorce. He didn't even bother looking up. "Is that really necessary?" I nodded, my voice flat. "It is."

"This is the body donation agreement, Mr. Lewis. Please sign here." Joel Lewis looks at the paper before him. His hand trembles as he grips a pen. The other party can sense his hesitance. They say considerately, "Body donation is a big thing, and it's normal for people to change their minds at the last minute. You can go home and discuss this with your family—" "I've already signed it." Joel smiles bitterly. "Family" is a term that's beyond him. There's no longer any space in his wife's heart for him, after all.

"Your Highness." "Lady Eiren." Di bawah langit malam yang kelam, tanpa sedikit pun memunculkan cahayanya sang bintang apalagi cahaya sang rembulan. Di tengah-tengah taman yang banyak ditanami bunga eglantine yang merumpun, … juga di antara hujan taburan kelopak bunga pohon plum yang jatuh meluruh. Beserta di sekitar beterbangannya bola-bola cahaya api, dilengkapi dengan kepakkan sayap kecil ratusan kupu-kupu merah muda. Mereka berdua, sepasang anak muda berlawanan jenis, yang masing-masing darinya sedang mencium harumnya setangkai bunga keramat pun, … saling berhadapan satu sama lain, dengan ekspresi muka yang tampak begitu serius. "Daripada Tunangan saya, …." "Daripada Tunanganku, …." Berbicara bersamaan sekaligus bergerak secara bersamaan pula, mereka … lekas melanjutkan ucapan yang sempat terjeda dengan menggunakan suara yang lantang, seraya mengasongkan tangkai bunga yang tengah dipegang sendiri untuk cepat-cepat diberikan kepada sang lawan bicara. "… Saya akan memilih Anda!" Sang pemberi bunga yang melambangkan cinta mati, yaitu bunga mawar hitam, … Lady dari kediaman Marquess Eiren, Darissa. "… Aku akan memilihmu!" Juga sang pemberi bunga yang melambangkan banyak kebebasan, yaitu bunga bakung laba-laba merah, … pangeran kedua kerajaan Aethelred, Lancient. "MARI/AYO KITA MENIKAH!" Sudah memutuskan untuk bekerja sama di kesempatan kedua ini, … dalam membalaskan dendam mereka.

Susanna Winchester is killed at the hands of her mate Charles Vincent and best friend Jenny Bloom as they want to gain the Alpha and Luna position of her pack and the magical power she possesses. She never imagined in her worst nightmare that they could do something like this to her ever whom she loves dearly with all her heart. While dying she asks for forgiveness from the Moon Goddess for disrespecting her decision and not waiting for her fated mate. She wishes for a second chance to correct her mistakes and luckily The Moon Goddess grunts her wish and gives her second life. Then she plots to take revenge on the person who killed her in her last life. But while taking revenge she falls into a forbidden love. No matter how much she resists herself she can't help pulling towards her foster brother. Who is a forbidden fruit to her.  Will she able to find true love this time or this love will bring destruction in her life. 

Complete!!!!!! She grew in wealth without the love she needed the most. In a world with customs and traditions, her upbringing was her destruction. She was trained to make men bend their knees at the sight of her smile yet she bores pure innocence. Then, she was sold to the highest bidder for what her family calls an initiation before she turns a woman. What would happen to her? Would she fall in love to the enigmatic prince who bought her? What would happen if she delve herself on her darkest desires? ...... Hot breath tickled my nose and the smell of my favorite vanilla potpourri filled me. I opened my eyes. Gray met me, like a cluster of angry clouds. "Good morning," the guy whispered in my face. His proximity made me hold my breath. The guy won the bidding and I wasn't wrong. His stare held intensity. He backed down, going to his seat, across from mine. My head snapped to the side; the morning lights seeped through the window beside me. White cumulus clouds parted as the plane flew us above the horizon. I must be asleep for too long that they were able to transfer me from the helicopter to the plane. I snapped back my attention to the guy, "What's your name?" I asked the first question that popped in my mind, being able to let go of the building tensions. "I'm An--" A chuckle escaped from the guy. "No need for proper introductions but as you initiated. I am Yulian." He scratched his chin, looking for my reactions, his thick accent indicated Russian descent. "And you, milady is going to be Mi Eliza, my wife." "Wife? But--" I stopped couldn’t able to form the right words to say. "For a year, yes."

Alia is a skilled thief who, in search of a legendary treasure, sneaks into a castle under the cover of night. However, she unexpectedly witnesses the castle’s owner, the handsome and cold-hearted billionaire Marcellus, murder his wife. In the chaos of her escape, Alia is discovered and killed by him. But death isn’t the end. Alia wakes up to find herself reborn a year earlier, this time in the body of the wife Marcellus had killed—Livia. Faced with the man who had once killed her, now acting outwardly kind but still harboring deadly intentions, Alia knows she must uncover the truth within a year and avoid the same tragic fate. Her plan? Escape the castle and steal the treasure. During her time in the castle, Alia discovers that Livia’s identity is far from simple, and she soon finds herself tangled in a deeper conspiracy. Marcellus’s younger brother, Elias, has a close, secret relationship with Livia, one that seems to involve hidden feelings. As Alia secretly investigates Marcellus’s true intentions, she is drawn to his conflicting mixture of gentleness and coldness. At the same time, the body of Livia compels her to develop feelings for Elias, whose tender care for her awakens a sense of warmth. Caught in a whirlwind of emotions, Alia realizes that every person’s motives are more complex than they first appear, and she must make difficult choices between truth, revenge, love, and survival. As the one-year deadline approaches, the conspiracy unfolds, and Marcellus’s true intentions toward Livia are exposed. Alia finally finds a chance to escape. But with emotions tangled and fate inextricably linked to the castle, will she choose revenge and freedom, or will she find redemption and true love within the deadly walls of the castle?

Zaffira Allyson is a hard-working and committed student while being a responsible daughter. Due to unexpected circumstances, Zaffira found herself in a one night stand with Sean Mirzseil, the most heartless person she ever met for the sake of money. That one hot night brought Zaffira the fruit of a mistake that she will never regret and be ashamed of. Considering the distance between their statuses in life, Zaffira chose to hide her daughter from Sean. Until years passed, he came back and met Zaffira again as a boss and an employee. Will Zaffira let Sean know that he is the father of her child knowing that he is about to get married? Or she will hide the truth from him again?

—Donde hay lobos, hay guerra. Dejando que una sonrisa de satisfacción se dibujara en la comisura de mis labios, miré a la única persona que lentamente había capturado mi corazón: —Puede que sea así... pero va a ocurrir bajo mis condiciones. Corría el año 1952 y a Ashford Wells, de dieciocho años, sólo le quedaba un tortuoso año más en el instituto del Sagrado Corazón. Sólo un año más hasta que pueda abandonar la ciudad de Lonton, y el imposible legado de su padre de ser un Alfa de la manada. Intentando mantener la calma y agachar la cabeza, Ash también tendrá que ignorar las burlas de deportistas como David Hunt, que le dicen que es un bicho raro sin casta.El único problema con las ideas de Ash de abandonar Lonton es que el hombre del saco y rebelde en general, Kenny O'Rourke, tiene una idea diferente de cómo será el futuro de Ash. Una idea que va a sacudir los cimientos de Dustland. "Los lobos de Dustland" es una obra de Claire Wilkins, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

~"Why is the best fruit always forbidden?"~ Alecander Blackford is that perfect Alpha blessed with the face of an angel but cursed with overbearing parents who would not stop tailing after his ass. After he runs away from the pack to stay at his aunt’s house, he did not expect that he would meet his mate who turned out to be more than he had expected and everything he was not. Soft, caring with a touch of defensive instincts, Elristeya Larsen is just that girl who has two parents that were in love since forever and a brother who would do anything to make her frustrated. When she meets her brother’s new best friend, it turned out to be the Asshole that had slammed the door in her face, Alec. She was undeniably captivated by his hypnotic orbs and the way he looked like everything a human was not. Like a different breed. Alec’s entire plan to stay away from her as far as he could begins to fall flat right before his own eyes. No matter how he tried to ignore her, like a moth to a flame he was attracted to her. When circumstances fell into place, they slowly began to get closer, creating more connection and strengthening the bond between them. Elristeya soon realized that Alec was no prince charming of hers but her beautiful downfall. Her perfect nemesis. Her flawless damnation. Theirs was the mate bond that was never supposed to be formed. Forbidden right from their births and when they try to fight against the fate that binds them, ugly and haunting secrets, capable of ruining them both and those they cherished, from the past are unleashed, threatening the soul bond they shared.

"Nona, anda sudah minum terlalu banyak alkohol," bartender mengingatkan Karen. Gadis yang sedang berada disebuah bar. "Apa peduli mu?" Karen berteriak pada bartender itu sambil melihat dengan mata sayu, "tidak ada seorang pun yang peduli tentang perasaanku..." "Robin... Kau sungguh kurang ajar, sialan, jalang, aku akan membalasmu!" Karen berteriak memaki seorang bernama Robin, suara teriakan Karen ternyata menarik perhatian seorang pria. Netra pria itu menatap Karen sambil tersenyum sinis. Ia berjalan menuju Karen dan mengajaknya keluar, meninggalkan bar itu. "Siapa kau?apa kau sama dengan si Robin sialan itu?"