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Biraz Daha Cehennem Olsun Hayat

This is the life of a girl who wants to be a lady in a rocking chair

When I awoke, I was in a place that wasn’t my room. silk pillow beneath my head, and rich tapestries hanging on the walls. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. I had somehow been reincarnated into a body—the third daughter of the Marquis?! life as the third daughter of the Marquis family was peaceful. Nothing extraordinary ever happened. I spent my days in the comfort of my family's estate, away from the hustle and bustle of court life. My father, though distant, provided for us, and my sisters—while not always the most agreeable—had their own lives to focus on. I was content, living quietly, with no desire for anything more. That is, until I stumbled upon a book. A beautiful cheap novel that talks about a main character who is trying to survive. But I never imagined that the world I read about would collide with my own life. One evening, my father summoned us all to the drawing room. His tone was unusually serious, and the moment I entered, I could feel the tension in the air. He stood at the center, his gaze fixed on something—or someone—I couldn’t see yet. “I have an illegitimate daughter,” he announced, his voice steady but with a hint of something else beneath it. I froze. The words barely registered at first. But then, as he continued, I realized something that made my heart race. The girl he spoke of, this Aorbel, matched the description from the novel I’d read to the smallest detail. “Her name is Aorbel,” my father continued, “and due to the circumstances, she will now be recognized in society as my daughter.” I watched as a delicate figure stepped forward—a girl with platinum blonde hair that shimmered with a faint pinkish hue, and amber eyes ! she appeared. She was small, fragile-looking, her body almost too delicate to belong in such an imposing space. But it was the way she spoke that caught me off guard. "H-hello..." she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly as she introduced herself. "I-It's nice to m-meet you all... M-my name is Aorbel." The name echoed in my mind, and I felt my pulse quicken. Aorbel—the heroine of the novel. I had read about her, followed her story. She was the one who was shunned, rejected, and Her sisters are going to die! Literally! Over some bullshit! Aorbel was real. And worse, her fate was tied to mine. I remembered the novel’s ending. Aorbel’s sisters would all perish!. *I* would perish. Suddenly, the quiet life I had built for myself felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I wasn’t about to sit by and wait for a fate I’d already read about. So, I did what I thought was the only logical thing: I ran. I fled to the countryside, to the village of Hayat, where no one would know my name or my family. There, I lived a quiet life—just like I had always wanted. I had no titles, no expectations. I could finally breathe. But even in the peace of Hayat, trouble had a way of finding me! RIGHT? ............ but...why..i'm here ? , I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of it all. How had my life become so tangled with these nobles, these politics? When I stood before the king, I kept my composure. “It is my duty, Your Majesty,” I said, trying to maintain the calm facade I had perfected. But inside, my mind was racing. *This wasn’t supposed to happen. I just wanted a peaceful life!* The king smiled , but there was an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “Your service has been invaluable, Lady Kevoyal Orilord,” he said, as if my life had been part of some grand design all along. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had no interest in titles, in recognition, in any of it. But there I stood, accepting the medal, caught in a web of fate I had never wanted. ! SOMONE PLEASE SAVE ME ! And so, the girl who only wanted a quiet life in a rocking chair found herself tangled in something much more complicated than she had ever imagined!!!!
Car0linEL · 2.6K Views

Ölümcül Şeyler: Bir Psikopatın Doğuşu

TANITIM Aşk? Aşk mı? Evet sana aşıktım belki de hala öyleyim ama içimde senin aşkından daha büyük bir şey var. Daha güçlü bir şey. Beni her gün daha fazla tüketen bir şey. Nefret gibi ama değil daha büyük daha şiddetli bir şey. Nefretle aşk arasında çok ince bir çizgi vardı ve sen hep o çizginin üzerinde dolaştın. Belki de defalarca sınırı geçtin ama ben görmemeyi seçtim. Sonra bir gün bende bu oyundan sıkıldım. Çizginin üzerinde dolanmandan da buna gözlerimi kapatmaktan da sıkıldım. Sorunumuz sana aşık olmam değil o kısmı geçeli o kadar çok oluyor ki. Sorunumuz senin beni dönüştürdüğün şey, çünkü aşkım(!) Ben ilk tanıştığımızda bir çiçektim beni öpebilirdin koklayabilirdin sevebilirdin ama sen benim yapraklarımı koparmayı seçtin. Benimle beni parçalayarak oynadın. Sonra ben bir ateş oldum. Artık beni öpemezdin koklayamazdın sevemezdin. Seni yakardım. Bu bana yaklaşma demekti. Bu ben sessizce zarar vermeden yanıyorum demekti ama sen, sen beni yok etmek istedin. Sen yanmama bile izin vermedin. Yarattığın acıya bile saygın yoktu. Şimdi ben git gide büyüyen bir alev topuyum. Durmayacağım. Ta ki seni yakalayana kadar. Seni yakaladığımda etinin kemiğinden ayrıldığını hissedeceksin canın öyle yanacak ki yok olmak isteyeceksin ama ben buna izin vermeyeceğim. Seni yakıyor olmamın her anını zevkle izleyeceğim. Çünkü sevgilim, sen aşkın değerini bilemedin. Ama acının yaşattığı hissi hiç unutamayacaksın. Acı, seni bana tutsak edecek. Acı olduğu sürece hep benimle kalacaksın.
Zeynep_Marangoz · 5K Views

MI VOLAS VIN (I Want You)

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.
BELLEAME · 1.3M Views

The Last Wish of The War God

Tidak ada yang berubah, dunia, perspektif manusia, emosi baik dan buruk, konflik dan segala hal tetap berjalan sesuai porosnya. Sebenarnya, sungguh sebuah kekonyolan bagi seorang panglima perang terkuat dibenua Erdyisium, sang Alter Kematian, Khalion Devothan Dewa kematian, dewa perang, iblis haus darah dan penggila pembantaian, semua julukan yang digunakan untuk menggambarkan manusia paling ditakuti diseluruh benua. Yang telah memimpin lebih dari 140 peperangan semasa hidupnya yang sangat panjang. Kekonyolan bahwa dia menghadapi akhir hayatnya, mati akibat kutukan yang ia terima saat perang terakhir di ujung perbatasan Utara. Daratan yang disebut sebagai lembah keputusasaan, The Death of Northen Valley. Mati akibat dari kebodohan dan kenaifannya. "Tidak ku sangka.. " Seluruh sendinya telah mati rasa, tubuhnya membusuk diatas tumpukan salju abadi, Khalion menatap ujung pedang yang penuh darah, tertancap tepat diatas jantungnya. Berkah raja roh yang membuatnya abadi kini terlihat seperti dongeng melihat ia takluk oleh sebilah pedang tanpa tuan didataran dingin salju abadi Utara. Berkat itu bahkan tak bisa menahan kutukan yang menyebar. "Seandainya saja.. aku tahu lebih awal, bahwa dunia ini.. tidak pernah menjunjung kekuatan untuk sebuah pengakuan." Khalion, terbaring lemah tak berdaya, dengan tubuh yang hampir sepenuhnya membusuk dan menghitam. Tepat diatas lingkaran sihir kutukan, yang dulu ia buat bersama dengan Kaisar saat ini, Algreir Vhitton Rox Erdyisium. Lingkaran ini digunakan untuk menaklukkan penguasa mutlak dari Utara yang tak tunduk pada Kekaisaran. Namun, ternyata ia justru menjadi korban utama seperti subjek yang sudah tak layak guna sehingga pantas dimusnahkan. Jika mengingat misi terakhir yang ia terima dari Algreir, seharusnya ia tahu, semenjak pria bajingan itu mewaspadai dan menaruh mata-mata padanya, itu berarti Sang Kaisar merasa terancam dan hendak memusnahkan keberadaannya. Cakar paling tajam dikekaisaran, sungguh konyol, kau harus mati ditangan orang yang dulu kau harapkan pengakuannya. "Hahahaha... seharusnya aku dengarkan apa kata Mikhael, bahwa kaisar itu tamak, rakus, dan serakah. Mungkin, bajingan Mikhael itu kini telah berhasil menembus istana dan melakukan pemberontakannya." Kepingan salju yang mulai turun, pembusukan yang menyebar cepat diseluruh tubunya, indra dan syarafnya yang mati satu-persatu. Akhir hidup sang legenda, Sang dewa perang akhirnya menutup matanya, dibawah kepingan-kepingan salju kecil yang berjatuhan. Penyesalan, rasa terkhianati, rasa bersalah, ketidak mampuan, amarah yang bergemuruh serta kesedihan yang memuncak, seluruh emosi negatif yang terus menerus muncul membuat mata Khalion menjadi berat untuk sekedar menutup. "Aku.. seperti belum bisa meninggalkan emosi ku.." Batinnya yang masih bergejolak walaupun ia tahu, bahwa kesadaran terakhir yang ia miliki saat ini, sedang berjalan berdampingan dengan kematian yang sedang ia alami. "Harapan.. aku tidak pantas, tapi.. ku ingin hidup untuk tujuan ku.. apakah.. aku bi.. sa... "
UnknownSense · 2.3K Views

Hello Officer Hayate.

Quick disclaimer. The location of this story, is based on actual cities, but most names of streets and business etc will be altered as this is a Fantasy story. These characters, are not based on actual people, and the events are not based on actual events. Furthermore, this story is LGBTQIA+ inclusive. Some themes in this story may be disturbing to some readers as it progresses. In this modern set story, the rising issues brought by a Mafia empowering smaller gangs have been overwhelming police forces in multiple cities. This story is set in a city called Asher, located in California, and home of the most Mafia related activity. Detective Shota Hayate had been spending the last few months focused on the Mafia and gang uprisings, nearly losing all hope to even continue when a major operation horribly failed. He is convinced someone in the police force is leaking information to the mafia he can't figure out who to trust amongst his colleagues. When he gets a strange package with a phone inside of it, his suspicions are only amplified as he begins getting messages from none other than Raith, a known hitman employed by the Mafia who has been able to evade capture for years. He is pretty much forced to take the help from this dangerous hitman, is Raith really interested in taking down the mafia? Or does Raith plan on taking out the police force to help the Mafia? One thing is for certain, Shota needs what Raith can give him: Inside information on the Mafia. Though underneath the police's noses, an AI has broken free from their programmed firewalls and starts to hack into the mafias warehouses meant for prototype weapons, threatening the Mafia, the police, and citizens. Perhaps this partnership will be beneficial, or it will completely corrupt a good Detective. Only time will tell.
King_Murder · 6.6K Views

Tanrıyı Oynayanlar

TANITIM Farkındalık var oluşun başından beri çok az kişiye huzuru getirmiştir. Farkındalığı yaşadığın ilk anda saf bir korku da onunla beraber gelir. O korku bir eşikten geçmek demektir. Korkuyu hissettiğin ilk an sonsuza dek süreceğini düşünürsün bir saniye öncesinde hayatının anlamsız olduğuna inanırken korku o anlamsızlığı özletir. Anlamsız hayatını geri istersin. Çünkü hayatının bir anlamı olması demek bir hedef yaratır ve o hedefe giden uzun dar korkunç bir yol... Kimse o yolda yürümek istemez, yani yolu gördükten sonra istemez. Var olduğum ilk andan beri içimde koca bir boşluk taşıyordum. Bir şeylerin ters gittiğini her zaman biliyordum. Her şey olması gerektiği gibiydi ama beni rahatsız eden bir boşluk vardı. Görmezden geldiğim bir boşluk. O boşluğu o kadar görmezden geldim ki var olduğunu bile unuttum. Diğerleri gibi olmama düşüncesiyle baş edemedim içimdeki utanç ve korkuyla başa çıkamadım. Hiçbir şeyin eskisi gibi olmaması düşüncesi içimdeki boşluğa sırt çevirmeme sebep oldu. Sırtımı çevirdim kulaklarımı ve gözleri kapattım. Bana yazılan rolü oynadım üstelik hiç fakında olmadan. Ta ki o güne kadar... Artık o rolü oynayamazdım. Yolu görüyorum, korkuyorum. Hissettiğim ilk şeyin bu olması çok acayip olsa da korkudan daha gerçek ne var ki? şimdi çılgınca bir şey yapma zamanı. O eşikten geçme zamanı. Özgür kalma ve tüm köleleri özgür bırakma zamanı. "Sadece Tanrıyı öldürenler özgürdür. Çünkü özgürlük ancak Tanrıyı öldürünce gelir."
Zeynep_Marangoz · 3.3K Views

Sekretaris Pipi

Semua wanita ingin mempunyai rumah tangga yang Sakinah Mawadah Warohmah. keluarga yang harmonis dan bahagia hingga akhir hayat. Namun ketika impian tidak sesuai dengan kenyataan, jika takdir tuhan berkata lain apa yang harus kita perbuat selain ikhlas dan sabar.  Namaku Vira, aku menikah dengan seorang pengusaha sukses ternama di Ibu Kota. Pernikahan kami diterjang badai saat suamiku mempunyai sekretaris baru di kantornya. tetapi aku tidak tau ternyata kini sahabatkulah yang menjadi sekretaris baru suamiku. "Pipi, kesini CEPAT !" kupanggil suamiku dengan rasa penuh amarah. "Ada apa sih mi, kenapa mimi marah-marah begitu ?" jawab suamiku berjalan menuju ke ranjang tempat tidur kami. "Tolong jelaskan foto apa ini maksudnya !" aku menyodorkan ponsel miliku dan memperlihatkan foto yang di jadikan history oleh sahabatku di media sosial. "Jelas itu foto jesica dengan cowoknya mungkin, kenapa malah tanya ke pipi ?" Jawab suamiku. "No, tidak pi ! ini jelas KAMU ! aku hafal betul perawakan suamiku dan ini jas kamu kan pi ! Tolong jelaskan ke mimi apa maksud semua ini !" bantahku menggebu-gebu, sambil menarik baju yang melekat pada tubuhnya. Aku melihat foto suamiku tampak belakang, memang seperti postur tubuh suamiku. Yang sedang berduaan dikamar hotel. Firasat seorang istri memanglah kuat, namun suamiku selalu mengelaknya. disini lah awal badai rumah tanggaku. Air mata ini tidak berhenti membasahi pipiku. Rasanya hati ini hancur, suami yang aku cintai dan sahabatku yang selama ini sudah aku anggap seperti adiku sendiri telah bermain dibelakangku.  "Apa yang harus aku lakukan ya tuhan, apakah aku harus mengakhiri pernikahan ini atau mempertahankan pernikahanku demi anakku Adel ? dia masih sangat kecil jika harus kehilangan sosok pipinya." menangis tersungkur di lantai. Bagaimana aksi-aksi teror sekretaris pipi itu merebut pipi dari mimi ? Apakah Vira akan mepertahankan pernikahannya yang sudah 7 tahun mereka bangun, atau malah menceraikannya ? Simak Next story ......
iga_emilia · 128.4K Views
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