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When Dezi Falconi, a pampered rich boy, meets up with Rox Forrester, a savvy trailer trash hottie, sparks fly. Living on opposite sides of the tracks makes them an unlikely couple until Dezi gets a good look at Rox and propositions him. Tired of being used as a rich man’s whore, Rox heatedly refuses the offer, but when Dezi hears his tale of woe, he decides to help Rox financially, and in time they fall deeply in love.<br><br>Eventually Nick Falconi, Dezi’s father, finds out about Rox. Nick is a powerful man, used to having anything he wants, and he wants Rox. This puts Rox in the middle of an impossible situation when he learns that Nick holds the strings to Dezi’s money. If Rox doesn’t leave Dezi and become Nick’s whore, he’ll leave Dezi penniless. What should he do? Submit to a dirty old man’s perverted desires, or run away with Dezi and start a new life -- one that includes murder?

The air crackled with anticipation as Lucas closed the distance between them, his gaze intense yet filled with a hunger that mirrored hers. Charlotte's heart raced, her breath hitching as she felt the heat radiating from his body. "i can't keep my hands off," Lucas murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer until there was barely any space between them. Charlotte's lips parted as she searched his eyes, finding a mixture of desire and restraint. The tension between them was palpable, each moment stretching out like a taut wire ready to snap. Without breaking eye contact, Lucas brushed his thumb across her lower lip, tracing its softness before leaning in to capture it with his own. His kiss was fierce yet tender, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't contain. Their bodies molded together seamlessly, every touch sending waves of pleasure through them. Lucas's hands roamed her curves, eliciting soft moans from Charlotte's lips. She arched into his touch, craving more of the electrifying sensation he stirred within her.

I think I can paint this world for you now. From decadence and disorderly life to death and blank slates. Something I own, expressed dearfully to you as if I have always owned it. Perhaps remembered by no one in the end, but for now, maybe even just a glimpse of light from the murk and more, just to prove it can exist. even if it fades within the hour. Sincerly, Rosier.

Across drowned roads and broken cities, survivors ride through the ashes of the old world—armed with bows, knives, and whatever scraps of hope they have left. Some ride for shelter. Some for answers. Others just ride to outrun the past. But in a land where everything is haunted—by death, by memory, or by something worse—everyone's got one rule: Don’t stop moving.

Vol 3. Di Balik Perjodohan Perjalanan Nasya Ansena di sekolah baru dengan siswa yang digandrungi para siswi. Dimulai dari pertemuan singkat, Nasya mengecap buruk pemuda yang ditemui. Ditambah fakta yang beredar dalam waktu sehari di sekolah barunya. Label playboy sudah melekat pada diri Alrino Yudantara. Tidak ada satu orangpun yang bisa mengubah julukan itu, hingga dia bertemu pada seorang murid baru. Nasya, si gadis yang sulit membuka hati untuk seorang Al. "Ngapain kamu nyuruh aku fotoin Kak Al sama Cantika?" Bela menoleh cepat pada gadis yang berjalan di sisi kanannya. "Buat apa, Nasya?" "Supaya aku ada alasan, menolak Kak Al mentah-mentah." Menarik sudut bibirnya, lalu meneruskan, "Alrino Yudantara itu buaya. Dia enggak pantas buat aku, kan?" Vol 2. Deodoran Sean Harap bijak memilih bacaan. Cerita mengandung 17++ Bagi yang masih di bawah umur, harap menjauh ya. Terima kasih :) Pengorbanan seorang Nadea terus berlanjut hingga di masa-masa pernikahannya bersama lelaki cinta pertama Dea. Haruskah Dea mengubur mimpi-mimpinya? haruskah Dea mengorbankan dirinya demi kebahagiaan sang mertua? atau, dia tidak perlu memikirakan pendapat orang lain di hidupnya? Bukan Dea namanya jika dia tidak berkorban demi kebahagiaan orang tercinta. Walau hatinya sendiri taruhannya. Vol 1. Dari Nadea untuk Sean Anak remaja yang benar-benar buta akan arti suka, arti sayang, dan tidak tahu arti cinta dengan lawan jenisnya ini, mendadak paham. Tanpa disadari, dia mengalami getaran hebat di dalam dadanya. Dan anak perempuan itu adalah aku, Nadea. Cerita cinta ini memang penuh pengorbanan. Pengorbanan dari perasaanku, yang hanya dianggap teman dekat olehnya. Tapi kataku, aku tak sendirian. Memang, aku tidak sendirian walaupun terpisah jauh dari kedua orang tuaku yang bermasalah. Di sekolah itu aku memiliki sahabat dekat, yang kuanggap sebagai kakakku sendiri. Bahkan melebihi Nadiya, saudari kembarku. Alin namanya, dia adalah gadis pecinta jepit pita garis keras. Dia yang menyemangati dan mengingatkanku di saat tahu kalau aku mencintai teman sekelasnya. Alin juga yang membuatku tertawa saat seorang Nino menggodanya. Dia benar-benar sahabat terbaikku. Ini yang kutanyakan, bisakah kisah ini berakhir dengan manis, semanis senyumku? Aku tidak tahu jawabannya. Namun aku mengharapkan hal baik yang lebih dari itu, bukan sekadar seulas senyuman. Dan aku percaya penuh pada Tuhan, bahwa ketulusanku suatu saat pasti menuai hasil yang memuaskan. BISA TEKAN TOMBOL + DI KANAN BAWAH UNTUK MENGETAHUI UPDATE KARYA INI. TERIMA KASIH :D

At the age of 13, Jaesung Ahn and Jaeyon Lee became K-pop Trainee. Years after, they debuted and becomes popular across the world. The rules at LC Entertainment - Seoul's one of the largest and most successful K-pop labels - are simple. Train all day, be perfect, and don't fall in love with colleagues. Easy peasy. But as time goes by, Jaesung can't control his affection for his childhood friend and it became destruction on both of their careers. Get ready to witness how friendship, love, and career will survive despite the rules and policies of a capitalist company and society. What would you sacrifice for a chance to live your dream? Welcome to the story of friendship, love, and career.

"Let's do things more crazier. Only by letting all your darkest drive can you feel the thrill to life!" ----- An ordinary ghost who suddenly discovers that he can possess humans by touching them. Because of his boredom and routinary way of life, having this kind of ability made him happy. Lay is a sinister yet cheeky ghost that wants to play with society's rules. Stealing...failed. Carnapping…failed. Kidnapping…failed. Smuggling…failed. He was always caught by the person entitled Detective Su who he was scared of. Then… hacking which was unexpectedly his best suit landed him a job offer from the said detective's firm. Because of his circumstances, he declined it, three times yet the detective continued to pursue him. Even started to put up wanted signs of him. 'Wanted the hacker named "Ghost X", bounty: one hundred thousand dollars' But as Lay involved himself to the detective. His customary way of life turned into a mystery-horror story that he wasn't fun off even he was a ghost, when they started to solve the murders of the missing children that led to another case and another which behind of it, was the real mastermind. cover from the respected owner. P.s: This will be very slow to update as the author is stucked to some chapters. But it will still get updated soon.

I do not own My Hero Academia (BNHA) In any way. Credit goes to Kohei Horikoshi The boy gets taken away from his mother to be used in experiments to wipe out quirks for good. "He is the key, and he is pure" the man says.

I have an idea for a cultivation system/world, I do not think I can put it to paper so I request anyone who reads this if they could make it.

"The price of balance is the weight of fate." It all begins in the shadow of a generations-long war in pursuit of an ancient legend: the Fountain of Immortality. Kingdoms have fallen, countless lives have been lost in its pursuit, but the fountain remains a mystery. Amidst this chaos, the universe has created an ancient cycle to maintain its balance: Every hundred years, the 'Age of Spirit and Shadow' begins. In this age, these incredible abilities are bestowed upon two chosen individuals, one representing the pure power of Spirit, the other the Shadow. This is not a blessing, but a burden of fate to bear. And now that hundred years are up.