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Saya Membangunkan Suami Disabilitas Saya di Malam Pernikahan!

# 1V1 # KASIH SAYANG YANG TUMBUH SEIRING WAKTU Ibu tiri Shi Qian menjebaknya dan memaksanya menikah dengan seorang pria yang koma. Ada tiga hal bagus tentang pria itu. Dia kaya, tampan... dan tidak bisa bangun! Fu Sinian, yang sudah koma lebih dari tiga tahun, terbangun dan menemukan bahwa ia tiba-tiba memiliki istri. Istri kecilnya itu putih, cantik, dan memiliki kaki panjang. "Jika kau tidak mencintaiku, aku tidak membutuhkanmu!" kata Fu Sinian dan dengan dingin melemparkan surat perceraian.***Tidak lama kemudian, Shi Qian yang terkenal tertangkap kamera di mobil mewah Fu Sinian. Fu Sinian mengklarifikasi hal ini dan berkata, “Nyonya Shi dan saya saling kenal.” Netizens: “Hanya saling kenal? Mereka berdua diantar di mobil yang sama! Kami menunggu kalian menampar kami dengan kata-kata kalian, Tuan Muda Fu! Sembilan juta penggemar menonton dan menunggu!” Tak lama setelah itu, Shi Qian yang populer di kalangan itu sekali lagi tertangkap kamera masuk ke hotel bersamaan dengan Fu Sinian dan baru keluar setelah tiga hari. Fu Sinian mengklarifikasi lagi, “Nyonya Shi dan saya tidak memiliki hubungan seperti itu. Kami tidak pacaran.” Netizens: “Tuan Fu pasti gagal dalam pengejarannya! Jika ada gadis yang tidak bisa diatasi Tuan Muda Fu di dunia ini, itu pasti dewi mereka, Shi Qian!” Tiga puluh juta penggemar terus makan jagung dan menonton dramanya! Kemudian, Shi Qian yang memiliki dua ratus juta penggemar, mengalami mual di pagi hari saat di acara penghargaan Aktris Terbaik! Fu Sinian berjalan ke panggung dengan perlahan dan memeluk pinggang Shi Qian sambil berkata, “Terima kasih atas perhatian semua orang. Nyonya Fu hamil anak kami yang kedua!” Semua dua ratus juta penggemar bingung. Shi Qian yang cantik hamil anak keduanya? Mereka menonton drama itu terungkap sepanjang jalan! Kapan mereka ketinggalan?
Wisps of blue smoke · 238.8K Views

100 Days In The Stars

100 Days In The Stars is a Sci-fi Romance of love, survival, and sacrifice. Liliana defied all odds to chase her dream of becoming an astronaut, despite her parents disapproval. With the support of her three brothers, she finally earns her place on a space mission which turns into a nightmare. A catastrophic failure leaves Liliana and her colleagues stranded in the vast emptiness of space. One by one, they fall , their oxygen dwindling. As the last survivors, Liliana and Andrea cling to each other, finding love amidst the despair. But love alone cannot keep them alive. Plus Mike the villain who survived by stealing oxygen from the crew. With only enough oxygen for one, Andrea makes an unthinkable sacrifice, unaware that salvation is just a few hours away. As Liliana hurtles back to earth, carrying both heartbreak and hope, she must face the truth: some loves are written in the stars, but not all can survive them. For fans of Titanic and Interstellar, my novel 100 Days In The Stars is a gripping tale of passion, fate and the ultimate price of love. I hope to turn this story into a film or drama someday. My dream is to bring these characters to life - the survival, the love, the intensity, the hope, and the sacrifice. I believe it will hit even deeper when experienced on screen. Seeing Liliana and Andrea portrayed by real people on screen would be one of the greatest achievements of my creative journey. Thank you for reading, you're part of something bigger. SwiftConfy
Swift_Confy · 1.5K Views

Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?
Chrissie_Swift · 316.7K Views

The Mafia Boss Calls Me His Little Ancestor

The monsoon season of Nanyang carried a humid sensuality as Liao Qiao pushed open the hotel’s carved wooden doors, only to overhear Shang Lu’s mocking sneer: “Are you following me? Still not over me?” A sharp reprimand cut through the drama. “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” The shadow of a black shirt swept over Liao Qiao’s shoulder. Shang Yu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the crumpled figure on the floor. “Take him to the Dark Hall,” he ordered, his voice like glacial steel. Liao Qiao studied the man’s chiseled profile. This was Shang Yu, the ruthless tycoon of Nanyang. He stood at the rain-soaked veranda, cigarette smoke curling around him, the faint scent of snow pine lingering in the air—a blade sheathed in elegance. Their next meeting unfolded in the underground lounge of a nightclub. Liao Qiao sipped a Mojito, watching Shang Yu stub out his cigar with a snap. “Mr. Yan requests your presence.” Before the bodyguard could finish, she sauntered into the private room. Under crystal chandeliers, Shang Lu retched into a toilet bowl while Shang Yu tapped his fingers on the marble table. “Explain the annulment yourself.” Before the words echoed, Liao Qiao leaned against the doorframe, spinning a car key between her fingers. “I heard Mr. Shang owns a Maybach. Care to lend it for a spin?” On the manicured lawns of Nan Yang Manor, Shang Yu knelt to tend to a cut on her ankle. Liao Qiao traced the mole near his eye, laughter bubbling. “So anxious, Mr. Shang? Could it be…” His hands yanked her into an embrace, his palm pressing against her wounded back. “If it hurts, bite me.” The night Shang Lu’s yacht exploded, Liao Qiao stood by the manor’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Shang Yu’s silhouette rigid against the lightning-flashed horizon. Thunder cracked. For the first time, she understood why her father called her “Nanyang’s curse”—she had a knack for shattering and reshaping the trajectories of those around her without rhyme or reason. When Shang Yu returned from Palma, he pressed a platinum card into her palm. “Want to see where you were born?” Liao Qiao traced the intricate engravings, finally deciphering the truth in her father’s indulgent eyes—she was never just a heiress. She was the wildfire he’d always kept burning in his palm.
Js_Hs_0149 · 52.7K Views
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