Turun Lift 6 Lantai Lawannya

ig author: @rafi.aditya87 and @raffaramadhan.__ Sinopsis Novel: Desa Tanpa Suara Ketika Raka, seorang jurnalis investigasi muda yang idealis, menerima kabar tentang seorang relawan medis yang hilang di desa terpencil bernama Watupego, ia mengira ini hanya kasus orang hilang biasa. Tapi begitu menjejakkan kaki di desa itu, satu hal langsung terasa aneh: sunyi yang mutlak. Tidak ada kicau burung, tidak ada suara angin, bahkan tidak ada suara manusia. Para penduduk menatapnya tanpa ekspresi, tanpa sepatah kata pun. Namun saat malam turun, kesunyian itu pecah oleh sesuatu yang lebih mengerikan bisikan dari dalam tanah, memanggil-manggil dengan suara orang mati. Semakin Raka menggali misteri desa ini, semakin ia ditarik ke dalam lingkaran horor yang tak terjelaskan. Ia menemukan simbol-simbol aneh di pintu rumah, lubang-lubang kecil yang berbisik, dan sejarah kelam tentang sekte yang memuja kesunyian sebagai bentuk kemurnian. Desa ini tak hanya menyembunyikan rahasia... desa ini hidup. Dan ia ingin menjadikan Raka bagian darinya. Dalam suasana sunyi yang menyesakkan dan kabut yang menelan batas realitas, Raka harus memilih: mengungkap kebenaran yang terkubur bersama suara-suara yang dibungkam, atau ikut tenggelam dalam diam... selamanya.

Seorang gadis menatap beberapa orang di depan rumahnya dengan tajam. "Gue kecewa sama kalian... " ucapnya lirih. "Kita cuman mau minta-" "Jangan pernah meminta maaf, jika kalian tetap akan mengulangi kesalahan yang sama," ucapnya sambil menelusuri satu persatu orang di depannya. Dan tatapannya berhenti kepada seorang gadis yang berdiri di bagian pojok kirinya dengan tatapan angkuh. Dia menatap orang tadi layaknya menatap sebuah sampah, "Lo tahu, sebuah sampah tidak akan pernah bisa menggantikan permata. Tidak perlu alasan untuk menjelaskannya, seorang anak berumur 6 tahun pun akan tahu." "Pergi dan jangan pernah kembali," ucapnya sebelum kembali memasuki rumahnya "karena semakin lama gue melihat kalian, semakin susah gue melupakan kejadian itu...dan gue akan semakin sulit untuk membenci kalian."

Kiara Stones, an architecture student and a stripper at night. Her life was going well until things went turning when Phoenix Ramirez, one of the sought bachelor in the country went to her school to be a lecturer for 6 days. He was impressed by her intelligence, but what shocked him the most was when he saw the stripper who entered their VIP room in Desire Night Club, it was the timid Kiara Stones. Deemed as a seductress, she was able to get his interest. It was all fun and good, not until Phoenix left her to get engage with another woman. Due to his betrayal, Kiara left the country with a baby in her womb, not letting him know about the baby's existence. Will the baby live or aborted by the Ramirez clan? What happens if after years of being away, Kiara returns with a 4-year old boy on her hands? Is this the son of the bachelor or it was from another man? But then, does it matter to him who betrayed her to be with another woman?

This is a story about Robots. People believe that they are bad, and will take away the life of every human being. But that belief will be put to waste because that is not true. In Chapter 1, you will see how the story of robots came to life. The questions that pop up whenever we hear the word “robot” or “humanoid”. Chapters 2 - 5 are about a situation wherein human lives are put to danger. There exists a disease, and people do not know where it came from. Because of the situation, they will find hope and bring back humanity to life. Shadows were observing the people here on earth. The shadows stay in the atmosphere and silently observing us. Chapter 6 - 10 are all about the chance for survival. If you find yourself in a situation wherein you are being challenged by problems, thank everyone who cares a lot about you. Every little thing that is of great relief to you, thank them. Here, Sarah and the entire family they consider rode aboard the ship and find solution to the problems of humanity.

“Agent Mia, If you could meet up with this task of bringing Kraven Astor down within the space of 6 months, then consider yourself a Special Senior Agent.” All Mia requested was her due promotion, but it came with a condition just to prove how less a female was seen in the security agency. She is supposed to go undercover to bring down the ruthless don of New York’s most feared mafia clan, who seemed untouchable and undefeated, which a wrong move could cost her everything. You know, infiltrating his empire was the plan, but falling for him was never part of it. Now, as their worlds collide, more secrets unravel, and a forbidden passion ignites between them, and she is stuck choosing between vengeance and the man who could be her downfall. Indeed, she was sent to bring down the Mafia, but what if that's where she actually belongs? Will love be her greatest weapon... or her ultimate betrayal? Find out now!!!

"Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine.

Victor and I were nothing more than a pair of sworn enemies married inside the camp. He hated me for handing over my frail sister to the research institute, all so they could extract the antiviral serum from her blood. And I hated him for never seeing anyone but her, even in the apocalypse, when she could barely lift a metal rod. For the ten years of the apocalypse, the words we said to each other most often were, "Die a miserable death." … However, when the zombie horde finally broke through the last line of defense, he chained me to the modified mech truck and went out alone to face it. "Live…" I watched as the tide of corpses swallowed him whole, the crack of breaking bones mixing with the sound of flesh being torn apart. On the edge of death, he pulled out my sister's faded photo and placed it over the one clean spot on his chest. "This life is yours. But if there's a next one, don't go near her again." … That night, when I returned, I blew up the camp. When I opened my eyes again, I went to the zombie king. His razor-sharp claws closed around my throat, and I smiled as I took hold of his hand. "Let's make a deal. Give humans five more years, and I'll willingly be your queen." Last time, he gave his life to save me. This time, I'll be the monster—so they can all get what they want.

Two years ago, as a graduate of Werewolf Medical School, I volunteered to go to the most remote and poorest pack, as it had always been my dream to help werewolf patients in need. I heard from my teacher that the werewolves in the Rogue Pack were the poorest and that their living conditions were the worst. Most of the werewolves there were old and weak, so I volunteered to go to that pack as soon as I graduated. After I arrived, I helped them build an infirmary and even set up a blood station. Every year, I led them in voluntary blood donations. But one time—right after I had taken a short break following a blood donation—they turned on me. They slandered me, calling me a selfish and heartless healer. Worse still, they accused me of faking illness, claiming I was lying comfortably in bed while patients were dying—refusing to lift a finger to save them. Not only that, they stormed into the infirmary, seized all my herbs and equipment, and completely trashed the place I had built for them with my own hands. Recalling the days I had spent day and night healing them—only to see my infirmary destroyed and my dream shattered—I let out a bitter smile. I picked up the phone and called the dean of my home pack. "I'm ready to return," I said. "I want to serve the patients in our own pack." Then, without a trace of regret, I left that place behind. However, after I gave up, the whole pack regretted it and begged me to return.

Over the Fourth of July weekend, I took my boyfriend's sister to his flashy new influencer hub. Fresh off brain surgery, Benedetta Griffin needed a break from her recovery, and I hoped the trip would lift her spirits. In the hub, a streamer was hawking a face cream like a carnival barker. "Listen, fam! The boss lady is slashing prices. Get this $3,800 cream for just $398 today!" Benedetta tugged my sleeve. "That cream is bad news." She'd interned at the FDA last summer and could spot a scam from a mile away. "It's packed with steroids. Long-term use will ruin your skin." Driven by her sense of justice, she marched up to the streamer. "You can't sell this unlicensed junk. The steroids exceed legal limits. Pull it from the shelves." Morgan Lamb froze, but then her fake smile twisted into a scowl. "Who the hell are you to trash my product?" Benedetta didn't back down. "You're scamming people, and you know it." Morgan planted her hands on her hips. "I'm the boss lady here. How dare you slander my brand? Nobody leaves until you cough up $500,000 for damages." "Boss lady?" My stomach churned. My boyfriend's sudden venture into the streaming industry now made sense. He was sinking money into this hub to bankroll his lover. I fumbled for my phone to call him, but Morgan was faster. "Babe, get to the hub. Two haters crashed the party, trying to tank our business."

"Please, don’t do this here” Donald cried, his white shorts were soiled. He trembled greatly and his breathing was ragged. “Donald, you stepped on toes. Toes which you couldn’t even bend over to buckle a shoe on it. The powers that be want to take a pound of their flesh” The man grabbed the blade and knelt on one knee. He caressed Donald's neck with his finger. “Don’t do this in front of my wife and kids. Let’s go elsewhere and talk” Donald sounded like he had resigned to his fate. “Any last word” The man ordered his men to lift Donald. “I don’t want to die like this, in front of my daughter” He whimpered. “If we wanted to kill you outside, it would have been easy. But we maneuvered our way through for a reason” the Man said, as he got up, and beckoned for a blade. ***************************************** In a world where crime rules, a world compromised by powers that be. A weak Alicia finds herself in such realms. The night her Dad is murdered is the beginning of her destiny. She is torn between two worlds; two twin brothers who are crime lords. Making a decision is difficult as she is only in the lowest chain of power. Weak, confused, and dejected, she must rise to the occasion. Vengeance, Sex, betrayal, and death are the order of the day. Alicia is faced with two twins who seek to kill each other. Will she ignite emotions in the very one who denied the existence of love? Watch out for "Taming His Big Monster"