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Takdir yang Manis
By: Webfic Romantis"Di hari kencan buta yang penuh harapan, Carissa justru terjebak dalam sebuah kesalahpahaman besar dan menikahi pria yang sama sekali tak dikenalnya. Siapa sangka, kesalahan itu malah menjadi awal dari sebuah takdir yang tak pernah ia bayangkan. Carissa awalnya berpikir pernikahan kilat ini hanyalah hubungan formal yang akan berakhir dengan perceraian, tanpa emosi, tanpa ikatan. Namun, semakin hari, kehidupan pernikahan mereka justru penuh kejutan manis yang menggetarkan hati.Saat Carissa menghadapi kesulitan, sang suami yang dikenal dingin dan angkuh tiba-tiba muncul untuk menolongnya, memberikan bantuan yang tak pernah ia duga. Ketika ia diperlakukan tidak adil, pria itu selalu berdiri di sampingnya, menjadi perisai yang melindungi. Carissa yang polos awalnya mengira dirinya telah menikahi seorang pria pembawa keberuntungan, yang kehadirannya seolah mampu mengubah nasib buruk menjadi keberuntungan.Namun, semakin dalam Carissa mengenalnya, semakin ia sadar ada banyak rahasia tersembunyi di balik sikap dinginnya. Sampai suatu hari, sebuah rahasia besar pun terungkap—suaminya ternyata seorang miliarder tersembunyi, seorang pria dengan kekayaan yang melimpah dan pengaruh yang luas. Kebingungan dan keterkejutan menyelimuti Carissa; ia tak pernah membayangkan pria yang selalu ada di sisinya itu memiliki dunia yang begitu berbeda dari yang ia kenal.Di tengah kenyataan baru ini, Carissa harus memutuskan apakah ia bisa menerima kehidupan yang tak pernah ia bayangkan sebelumnya, atau mundur dan kembali ke kehidupannya yang lama. Namun, satu hal yang pasti, perjalanannya bersama pria misterius ini baru saja dimulai, dengan cinta yang perlahan tumbuh di antara mereka."
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Fake Divorce, Real Regret
By: Webfic all30 years after our marriage, Jeffery Ford's company goes bankrupt. The first thing he does is to ask me for a divorce. I don't want to divorce him, so I start taking on a few jobs.I work day and night for months, even collecting trash from the streets to sell it for money. I do everything to help him pay off his debt.Even when I end up in the hospital from overwork, I refuse to spend a single cent on myself. This goes on until the day a billionaire reserves the whole restaurant I work at for his marriage proposal.I'm all sweaty from work, and not wanting the customer to be disgusted by my dirty appearance, I watch the whole thing backstage.But when I look up, I see Jeffery on one knee, proposing to his stepsister, Jessica Ford, with a gigantic diamond ring worth three million dollars. Right beside them are the children and grandchildren I raised, happily giving them their blessings."Aunt Jessica worked so hard. To be with Dad, she pretended that she only had one month left to live because of cancer. Only then did he finally bring himself to propose to her.""Only someone like Aunt Jessica could match up to someone like our dad. A plain housewife like our mom is only good in the kitchen. I'm too ashamed to admit that I know her in public.""Not only is Grandaunt Jessica pretty, but she also has a promising career. All Grandma does is sit around at home all day. We don't want Grandma anymore. We want Grandaunt Jessica to be our grandmother!"It turns out that Jeffery lied about going bankrupt. He just wants to dump me to elope with his first love.Everything I've done for our family is a joke. Disappointed, I call someone I haven't contacted in 30 years."Do you still remember your promise to travel the world with me 30 years ago?"
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Ariana Peyton's Diary (Mated to an enemy)
By: Webfic The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am. The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there. I fall and shiver with the noise in my head but I cannot cry. I get up quickly to take a look at the second victim but I can't see 'its' face-the whole body is wrapped in a blue satin material that looks and smells like death. I wait for the third but it moves so fast I can't get a proper picture of her, but I do know it is a female. The fourth has blood dropping from his nose and his eyes are shut tight like he is in another world. The fifth body is wheeled upstairs and I hurriedly follow it. As I climb the staircase after them, I see a woman descending it; her countenance looks disheveled but her heart is dancing. She is jumping and laughing inside of her. When I look into her eyes, that's what I see but she does not see me pass. I stop staring at her and follow the ambulance which is now being rolled into the theatre with calculated moves. I want to see who the victim is, but they are so fast that they enter and lock the door before I can catch up. I sigh and hesitate for three minutes and then I remember the red neckpiece-the one that fell from Jamie's hands. "Jamie!" I scream in my head. Then my feet begin to move very fast down the stairs. I do not have the power to stop them from moving and they only stop at Emergency Ward 1 and I suddenly and supernaturally find myself inside without using the door. The neck piece still lay there, close to the reception. There on the bed in the emergency Ward lay my sister Jamie with her pale face and bloody body. Her left eyebrow is now gone and her nose and ears are bleeding. Her lips are still charred and a man in white coveralls keep wiping blood off her face and body every now and then. There are three men around her, plus a woman, pushing and pulling some strange machines on the wall and on the floor, to save her. The woman is placing a stethoscope on Jamie's chest. I watch her from the corner I am standing. She does it three times and then she stops, placing her head on the side of the bed which isn't bloodstained and I see, from her eyes two drops of tears fall into the soft bloodstained bed where Jamie lay. Just then, the three men stop pushing and pulling the machines, they shake their heads from side to side as if on cue and one of them proceeds to cover my sister's body with a long blue satin cloth- the same one the second victim has on his whole body. I shiver, seeing this cloth because I know it is used to wrap corpses in readiness for cremation. Suddenly I find my voice. "Don't! She's not dead! Don't cover her up!" I scream. My lips shiver as reality dawns on me. My whole body utter a yelp but they do not even look at me "Hey Doctors! Jamie's my sister, she cannot die! Please save her" I mutter under my breath because raising my voice doesn't help. "Pack her up quickly, the poor girl has given up" one of the men say to another and I try to cry but tears do not come. My eyes sting badly. I watch one of them roll her body like a burrito and wheel it out of the theatre. My feet scurry after him but it is all hopeless, so I soon stop going after him. I go up the stairs towards the fifth accident victim like a defeated warrior and lay my head on the door of the ward like a wounded child. For some reason, I do not want to see any more of these gory sights. So I turn to go, but, I hear a voice "Hello" I hear someone say to me. I turn around swiftly to face a tall man in white coveralls. His head has hair as black as coal and his voice sounds like several elephants trumpeting. I think he is a doctor here but I am shocked because he can see me, hear me. When he opens his mouth, I see that his teeth are very long and that his eyes shine in the dark. Dark red eyes, and with fingers that look like claws. "Please sir, I need you to save my little sister. Please stop that man from taking her there. I do not want her to go there" my voice is breaking but my eyes are as dry as a tree in summer. He moves his head from side to side and opens his mouth to talk. "You're a spirit", he says, "I have noticed you roaming about in the past hour and that's why I have come up to you. I am no doctor. I am here to save you" he raises his arms and...
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Billionaire's Regret, Too Late!
By: Webfic all"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage.We had been married for exactly three years—three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment.For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage.Today, I finally received his message:"I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport."When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined—he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend.In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air.Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken—to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again.He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end—almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be."Aurora, come back. I regret everything!"Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me—only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
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His Rogue Princess- Medusa
By: Webfic "Strip" Medusa's breath hitched on hearing his command, she could have argued but it had no room for discussion. She took off the face-covering scarf, her fingers trembled as she bend to slowly slide off her long pink skirt then took off her panties. Her thighs were coated with arousal which dripped down as she stood up parting her long silver hair to a side, arching her back to take off the bralette. Medusa was all naked infront of him, her clothes lying at his feet when she peered at him through her eyelashes. Her thighs clenching on seeing him drinking her with a wild animalistic lust in his eyes which had darkened as his pupils dilated. "Rhy-" "On the bed, face down, ass up." Medusa gasped softly when he took off his long coat throwing it down along with her clothes. "NOW" she didn't need to hear anything after that as she scrambled on the bed getting on all fours arching her back and raising her ass for him. She put her head down turning to a side watching him taking off his belt, her cheeks burning crimson at the exposing position her body was in. She was completely bare to him, her body all for him to do as he wished, to play it like an instrument for himself. All ready for his punishments. "Keep your hands at the back" The bed dipped behind her as he settled on bed. He held both her wrists binding them together with a leather cloth..the rough belt he had taken off. Her heavy breathing was only sound that could be heard and his intense gaze on her was the only thing she could focus on. Minutes passes when he didn't touched Medusa making her squirm. A loud smack upon her butt made her yelp in surprise which soon turned into a wanton moan. His hands massaged her ass digging his fingers as his large calloused palms gently gave them a squeeze. "You will listen to me little girl." His lips traced her earshell whispering it to her.
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