luli fama

Sob os holofotes, tudo parece perfeito — mas ninguém sobrevive muito tempo à própria máscara. O KRAVE é o grupo mais imprevisível da indústria do K-pop: sete homens no auge da fama, presos a contratos que exigem silêncio, sorrisos e perfeição. Entre eles está Park Eun-ho (Damien), líder, rapper e o rosto de um sonho que já não sabe se acredita. Depois de dez anos de treino e sacrifício, ele conquistou tudo o que queria. Mas quanto mais perto chega do topo, mais percebe o quanto esse mundo é podre, solitário e cheio de ilusões. Elena Navarro (Ellie) sempre preferiu o anonimato. Pesquisadora e observadora do comportamento humano, ela vive escondida entre livros, tentando manter distância de tudo o que chame atenção. O trauma de um passado que nunca superou a fez construir muros altos demais — até que o destino a empurra para o centro de um palco que não era seu. Dois mundos colidem: o da razão e o da performance. E, entre verdades distorcidas, contratos e silêncios, nasce algo que desafia tanto a lógica quanto as regras da indústria. KRAVE — onde o caos se transforma em arte.

Anindia putri, perempuan berusia 24 tahun yang sangat mencintai Ahmer Pratama. Mereka tidak pernah bertengkar selama bertahun-tahun berpacaran. Cerita romantisnya sukses membuat teman-teman di sekitarnya iri akan itu. Di ratu kan oleh pujaan hati, itulah yang kini di rasakan Anindia. Sebuah kecelakaan terjadi tepat 3 bulan sebelum pernikahan mereka, membuat Anindia dinyatakan akan kesulitan memiliki anak karena benturan keras di perutnya. Tangisnya meledak, merasa menjadi perempuan yang tidak sempurna ialah Anindia. Tepat saat itu juga, seorang perempuan datang membawa bayi berusia 4 bulan. "Ini putramu Ahmer!" ucapnya di depan Anindia yang baru saja di nyatakan tak bisa punya anak. Saat itu juga Anindia tak bisa mencerna apa yang terjadi, seperti petir di siang bolong! Siapa wanita itu, dan mengapa anak itu adalah putra suaminya? Bagaimana kelanjutan nya? baca hanya di sini! Mohon dukungannya ya dan komentar positif nya.

A lucky boy who got reincarnated in the douluo with his cheat abilities to turn upside-down the whole world He is the lord of void to embrace the beauty in his arms, walks on the path to became god king with the past life memories and cunning mind.

Author: Tang Jia San Shao Rights of DD4: Qidian International The MC is the child of Wulin & Yuena! Named Tang Longyu! Rihavein_ Any Errors, please email to syronvixwritings@gmail.com

I love u all

The family goes on a fabulous Alaskan cruise. But far from being interested in seaplane tours, jumping whales, and seals basking on ice floes bathed in the glow of sunset, Grandmum has one thought -- and one thought only: find and purchase an ulu.<br><br>What exactly is an ulu and why does Grandmum want one so badly?

Tang San, an outer sect disciple of the Tang sect killed himself to prove his innocence but to his surprise, he not only found he was not dead but in the body of an infant. He also finds that the body he owns now doesn't belong to his previous world. In fact, he was reincarnated in a different world known as Soul Land (Douluo Dalu). Soon he finds the world is not peaceful, so he strives for a peaceful soul land. This novel was written by Chinese veteran Tang Jia San Shao. The cover of this novel or the content doesn't belong to me. All credits go to the respective owners. Thank you, happy reading.

Sixteen-year-old Ashling Shields has had her whole life turned upside down for the second time in two years. As a freshman she was the sole survivor of a harrowing disaster. Now, in the summer before junior year, her life is once again spiralling out of control.  The deadly force hunting her draws closer every day, and being entangled in the affairs of a world famous rock band doesn’t make life any easier - especially when there’s good reason to believe the band members are literally angels and demons.  She’ll have to take control of her own destiny - before her destiny takes control of her.

It's about a girl who gets eaten by demons.

Elle n’est pas venue au club pour qu’on la voie. Elle est venue pour disparaître. Priscilla connaît le silence. Elle le porte comme un parfum — invisible, mais lourd. C’est la fille qui ne parle que si ça tranche. Celle qui danse seule, boit lentement, et ne reste jamais assez longtemps pour qu’on se souvienne d’elle. Jusqu’à lui. Il ne lui demande pas son nom. Il ne la touche pas. Il la regarde. De l’autre côté de la pièce, son regard est une question à laquelle elle ne sait pas répondre. Costume sombre. Corps immobile. Yeux qui ne cillent pas. Il sent quelque chose de rare. D’interdit. De dangereux. Quelque chose qu’elle voudrait oublier. Elle le dit avant de pouvoir se retenir : — Je crois que vous bandez monsieur parfum Il sourit. Et la nuit bascule. Désormais, elle est prise dans un jeu auquel elle n’a jamais consenti. Il est partout — dans ses pensées, sur sa peau, dans le parfum qui persiste longtemps après son départ. Il ne poursuit pas. Il attend. Il ne parle pas. Il observe. Et quand il bouge, c’est toujours vers elle. Priscilla ne croit pas en l’amour. Elle croit en la distance. En le contrôle. En la survie. Mais Monsieur Parfum ne demande pas l’amour. Il exige l’abandon. Et quand le désir sent la mémoire, Quand le silence devient un langage, Quand le danger ressemble à un refuge — Comment fuir un homme qui brûlé sur votre âme ?