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Patuhi syarat membaca. 1. Mengandung muatan dewasa (21+) yang belum cukup umur dilarang membaca. 2. Follow akun author / IG @dee.Meliana 3. Kasih like/vote dan komentar yang sopan dan membangun. G: Dark Romance. Dilarang mengcopy paste tulisan ini dalam bentuk apapun!!! Tindakan plagiatan akan saya proses secara hukum. BLURB: ========== Kasih dan pengakuan. Cinta dan nafsu. Gairah dan hasrat. Semua itu adalah bagian penuh pesona dalam setiap kisah yang terjalin dalam kehidupan manusia. Pria, wanita, tua, muda, kaya, miskin, semua lapisan golongan dalam bebagai macam warna mata dan kulit menginginkannya. Keinginan yang tanpa batas untuk memiliki berujung pada obsesi. Obsesi berujung pada kegilaan. Kau bisa melakukan apapun saat menjadi gila. MI VOLAS VIN Bahasa Esperanto yang berarti 'aku menginginkanmu'. Ucapan singkat itu lah yang selalu Leonardo bisikkan pada telinga Jasmine. Obsesi Kegilaan dan Hasrat Membuat Leonardo menginginkan wanita bernama Jasmine lebih dari apapun dan bagaimana pun caranya. Lelaki berbahaya namun tampan dan penuh gairah diperhadapkan dengan wanita biasa yang menyimpan sejuta pesona. Mampukah Leonardo melumpuhkan Jasmine? "Sampai tetes darah terakhir yang mengalir melalui pembuluh darahmu adalah milikku. Mi volas vin, Jasmine!" Leonardo berbisik panas pada telinga Jasmine, membuat tubuh Jasmine bergetar karena sensasinya. "Tidak, ini adalah hal yang salah, Leon!" seru Jasmine. (Mengandung unsur maju mundur atau plot twist, baca dengan penuh penghayatan ya Darling!) Cover bukan milik saya. (Cover is not mine, credit belong to owner) Terima kasih. Selamat membaca, Belle Ame.

Un Dieu Céleste a été transmigré dans un monde différent juste après sa mort. Après être arrivé dans ce monde, il réside dans le corps d'un beau jeune homme avec une voix mécanique dans sa tête qui lui fournit des missions. Cette voix lui répétait aussi de brasser du vin chaque jour. Le système a construit une humble boutique sur le territoire de l'Empire de l'Aile d'Argent où des experts de haut niveau se promènent quotidiennement. Sa première tâche était de vendre... du vin? Les clients pensaient que le maître viticulteur Jiu Shen n'était pas aussi simple qu'il paraissait. Même son identité et ses origines restaient un mystère pour tous. Ils pensaient aussi que le chat blanc adorable et potelé nommé Ice n'était qu'un chat domestique normal, mais Jiu Shen savait que c'était en réalité un Tigre Souverain Glacial de 10ème rang de Classe Divine. Rejoignez Jiu Shen sur son chemin pour devenir le tout premier Dieu du Vin!

Love and praise. Love and lust. Passion and desire. All of that is a part full of charm in every story that is intertwined into human life. Men, women, old, young, rich, poor, all walks of life in all kinds of eyes and skin colors want it. The limitless desire to possess leads to obsession. Obsession leads to madness. You can do anything when you go crazy. “MI VOLAS VIN” Obsession Madness and Desire Making Leonardo want a woman named Jasmine more than anything else and in any way. A dangerous but handsome and passionate man is confronted with an ordinary woman who holds a million charms. Can Leonardo drop Jasmine’e heart with his love? "Until the last drop of blood that flows through your veins is mine. Mi volas vin, Jasmine!" Leonardo whispered hotly into Jasmine's ear, making Jasmine's body tremble with the sensation. "No, this is the wrong thing, Leon!" exclaimed Jasmine. (Contains plot twist, read with passion, Darling!) Cover is not mine, credit to owner. English is not my first language. Please help me to correct if there are grammar or writing errors. Thank you. The reading conditions. 1. Mature content (21+) 2. Follow the author / IG @ dee.Meliana 3. Love likes / votes and comments. G: Dark Romance. Copying and pasting of this article is prohibited in any form !!! I will process the plagiarism legally. Thank you. Happy reading, Belleame.

Imagine the Knights of the Round Table in a Diesel Punk world. After the murder of his father Uther, Arthur Pendragon escaped to the east with his Godfather, Sir Percival Gifford. Raised with the best education, both martial and Academic, He learned the ways of the world far from his homeland. Years later he returned to take back the throne that was his by birth. In so doing, destroying the dark and murderous reign of his Uncle, The Duke of Gloucester. With the prophesized return of the true born King, Arthur must take up the mantle and lead his loyal troops to victory. Follow Arthur as he battles to reclaim the Diesel Throne. ________________________________________________________________ I have rejigged the story with shorter chapters and more accurate editing. (Hopefully) If you have some constructive critisisms, or just thoughts and ideas, you are very welcome. Please Enjoy

A young, brand new truck driver learns the ropes of the trucking industry and lessons on life as he treads the roads of the United States with a series of misfit trainers and co-drivers. Getting into misadventures and omnishambles while dealing with outrageous dangers and hazards on the road, Andrew struggles to reach his ultimate goals: to drive a million miles, and a make a million dollars.

Ia dianugerahi wajah cantik dan otak yang cerdas sampai-sampai seorang guru memintanya untuk menjadi guru privat anaknya. Sayangnya, meski dianugerahi dua kekuatan itu, keadilan hidup sangat jarang berpihak pada introvert bernama Stevina Barjoli itu. Kehilangan sosok ayah dan ibunya yang menikah lagi tanpa peduli perasaannya, mengubah model cantik itu menjadi sosok melankolis. Keterpurukan kembali menyapa Stevina ketika David pacarnya, harus menikah dengan perempuan lain karena suatu insiden. Pindah kota pun menjadi pilihan bagi gadis pembenci double standard itu. Normalnya, orang-orang merasa canggung dengan Stevina karena sikap dingin dan aura unfriendly yang melekat dalam dirinya. Tapi kali ini ia merasakan keajaiban karena ternyata di sekolah barunya ia memiliki beberapa teman dekat. Meski ia juga mendapat musuh yang cukup membuatnya sengsara bahkan sampai hampir kehilangan kesuciannya. Tapi kesengsaraan itu serasi dengan kebahagiaan berkat sosok spesial yang sanggup menyingkirkan 'awan hitam' dalam hidupnya. Sosok itu bernama Revino Coldy, ketua OSIS cuek nan dingin bagai freezer kulkas yang digadang-gadang as a boyfriend oleh kaum hawa. Keyakinan Stevina akan hidup yang lebih ceria setelah bertemu Revin harus kandas karena ulah di luar nalar yang dilakukan ayah tirinya dan sosok yang ia kira akan menjadi ibu mertuanya.

One of teenage boy dies under our famous god of death called 'The Truck'. He met a goddess who is embodiment of all punk genres. She says to the boy that, he is chosen 'randomly' for a coming contest, called the "MultiPunkVerse". She said to him that you will be given 1 gift, two wishes in one form. MC was thrown in the diesel punk world. Where he will experience daily struggle of apocalyptic, dystopian, diesel powered machines, and unknown diesel creatures. He also will experience our so called every day royal fight, noble fight, hierarchy fight, love rivals, secret organizations, cults, cannibals, etc. So if you're interested then just give it a glance. By the way, real story will begin after chapter 10.

Un cucaracha libra una feroz batalla contra el destino. Es transportado a otro mundo donde se agarra desesperadamente a la vida con la esperanza de ver otro día. En este nuevo y desafiante entorno, enfrenta peligros inimaginables mientras lucha por la supervivencia. En medio de estos desafíos, el bicho demuestra su coraje al avanzar por tierras desconocidas, revelando no solo la lucha física, sino también la lucha mental.

A cockroach fights a fierce battle against destiny. He is transported to another world where it clings desperately to life, hoping to see another day. In this new and challenging environment, he faces unimaginable dangers while struggling for survival. Amidst these challenges, the bug demonstrates its courage by advancing through unknown lands, revealing not only the physical struggle but also the mental one.

It is well past midnight and sleep evades me; my very mind feels heavy and painful inside of my own skull. Even as I write this, I must rely on a machine to type out the words for me as my hands are not steady enough to hold a pen. Sweat paints my forehead despite the chilling night air wafting in through my study window. I realize now that this is the only way I can find any form of solace or peace. I write this now not as a last will and testament for the encroaching end I know is just lurking in the shadows between dusk and dawn. My body is aged and withered, but not beyond what my own arts cannot restore. Truly I could live beyond the years of this physical form if I so chose, but my end is not in my own hands I fear… no, my death will come to be; soon. So, I choose to write this as a confession of my sins.