Seh Feh

Erika, the brilliant daughter of the renowned CEO John Milne, has spent her life dedicated to her father's business empire, silently bearing the burden of being his secret child. But fate takes a cruel turn when she's compelled into an unholy matrimony with her arch-nemesis, Raphael Diox, the billionaire responsible for their company's past misfortunes. As Erika embarks on a quest for vengeance, she grapples with the unspoken love she held for Raphael, who once betrayed her by indulging in a forbidden affair with her closest confidante. In this tale of passion, betrayal, and redemption, Erika's journey unfolds with gripping twists and a heart torn between revenge and the remnants of a forbidden love.

Caught between her mother’s relentless pressure to marry her irresponsible cousin and her own dreams of completing her studies and building a career, Teal finds herself at a breaking point. Abandoned by the man she once loved, she faces an unexpected twist when the wealthy and enigmatic Alexander Epix enters her life with a shocking proposal of marriage. As obstacles rain down on her like a storm, Teal must navigate the chaos of a loveless marriage, a future hanging in the balance, and the faint hope of finding light in their shared darkness. Can she uncover love where none was meant to exist? Dive into the story to discover the answer.

Niard awakens from his three-thousand-year coma to be surprised by the world's civilization advancement. Classified as an imperfect anomaly, he is forced to attend the Empire's rehabilitation academy. To save his life, he must strive for success in the academy amidst the danger looming over humanity, and the universe's destruction tied to his acceptance or rejection of the galactic wars system. Will he survive and save the universe with his magical system? Or will he rely on technological advancement to solve all his problems?

"I came to reclaim this," she said as she pointed to his heart. "It has been a while, have you forgotten me, Orig? Or let me say, my husband, Governor Orig," She whispered as she placed her hand on his chest. Her breath was close to his lips, as if challenging him to resist the urge to throw her onto the bed and teach her a lesson until sunrise. Her hips swayed as she got closer to him, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her presence was powerful. He pulled her until she was pressed against his chest. Her fingers finally managed to touch him, and she felt the heat of his body. 'Damn it, are you joking? Your image is still engraved in my mind and heart for those four years, seven months, and five days and...' When he didn’t respond to her words, she decided to speak with her lips, for a few moments. Everyone watched in silence, even he was surprised by her boldness. "No, my dear Taya, it is you who will regret this." Can Taya win back her husband? Will he free himself from the control of his stepmother, confess his feelings for his wife, and correct the mistakes of his past? Read on to discover the secrets between the flames of their love...

Nem tudom ki van vele még így, de én már nem akarok a szőke hercegre várni, mert az úgysem jön el. Eddig vártam. Egy drámaszakkörbe járok a barátnőmmel, Beca-val és hamarosan egy életre szóló élményben lesz részünk. Ez egy film ajánlat és egy híres színész látogatását jelenti. De vajon ki lehet a buszon az a rossz képű srác? És vajon valóra válik az álmom? Mint ahogy mondtam, nem akarok várni egy tökéletes srácra többet, aki fehér lovon teljes eleganciával és megszokott módon lép be az életemben és a fehér lovat ki ne hagyjuk. Hosszú idők után értettem meg, hogy nem a világon a legtökéletesebb kell hanem, aki számomra az. Most a barna herceget várom, aki felbolygatja teljesen az életem és nem szokványos, friss, új és különleges, ahogy a hó nyáron. De mindig az az álmodozó leszek, aki voltam és senki kedvéért nem változom meg.

In a world of men, miracles, darkness and monsters, Asta, an underworlder, known by so many as the dark lord likened on to the devil himself, suffers the shame of a very quick and devastating defeat just when victory over mankind was within his grasps. Tamine, the one known as Ebi, an angel blood, who had wielded the Hand of god, the Aurona, and led mankind to a very surprising victory after three thousand years of war against the dark lord comes across as an unexpected savior despite being so tender, soft and gentle-hearted. Here, Asta, subjected to hide amongst the humans after a narrow escape, is not seen for over thirty years. And so, some sort of tranquility is realized... But even in that peace, as an aftermath of Asta's defeat, lurks a threat to unleash great evil, sealed for over tens of thousands of years. Horrid evil greatly feared both by man and underworlders alike, the devil himself. And so, amidst tensions between Asta and the humans, they realize the presence of a greater threat to them all. Do long-standing sworn enemies ally to face greater evil? Or do they rely on their own strengths, which would most likely send them at the mercy of an ancient and dreadful enemy.

BACK FROM HELL ! "Oh, my God, how naïve I was. -Oh Really! How pathetic I am, now all I want is a chance. Just one last chance.. for revenge~ I don't want to die like this.” That was the last thing I could do before I started to collapse completely with tears streaming down my cheek. For a moment, I started to feel With extreme cold all over my body - little by little, I am covered by the falling snow in stormy weather. - The passersby began to see my dead body and gather around me. “That was funny.” That was the first time I was the focus of this number of people... In the last moments of my life, I couldn't help but pity myself. I die in a car accident as soon as I discover all the betrayals I have been subjected to. "Huh, seriously, my miserable fate."

joão, um moleque gente boa do moro do rio de janeiro, quando pequeno passava problemas, falta de comida, tiroteio na favela etc,cresceu se formou é infelizmente seh filho não seguiu o mesmo caminho....

"Sudah pernah lihat cowok tapi lebih canrik dari diri loe gak?" pasti bilangnya sudah. Cuma gayanya gak kaya banci cenderung cool dan memiliki proporsi tubuh tinggi dan tegak kalau dibuka bajunya loe bakal liat roti sobek disana, nah jarang kan. Hai gue Arnita biasa dipanggil nita cuma bos gue doank yang manggil gue Arni, gue aja bingung gimana dia bisa manggil gue dengan Arni mungkin biar beda kali ya. yang cantiek itu bos gue bukan gue, mata hidung sama mulutnya nyaris sempurna kalau dia permpuan, cuma galak dan so cool apalagi ama gue yang Sekertarisnya kadang gue suka ngerjain yang gak masuk akal maksudnya dia ngerjaon sendiri juga bisa gitu, dan udah hampir beberapa bulan gue dikurung diruangannya maksudnya bukan dikurung kaya burung tapi dikurung gak bisa keluar ruangannya selama jam kerja sampe biat sholatpun gue kudu diruangannya dan jika gue keluar agak lama maka "Arniiiii" bakal kedengeran ditelinga lu tapi yang satu hal buat gue seneng dia doyan banget Roti bakar isi coklat buatan gue dia bilang seh beda rasanya. "Yang beda itu yang buatnya bukan roti" itu seh yang dibilang sama Papah bos Pa Hermawan. oya si bos chantiek sekarang udah jadi laki resmi gue. "kok bisa" pasti loe kepo hehehe baca aja deh biar gak kepo. eh ada yang lupa kalau kata agnes monika di iklan cemilan kripik kentang "life never flat" nah ternyata hidup gue juga begitu.

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A story of girl have a lot of trouble in life but she never let her smile to go away. She always smile. When she cry, she just look as seh is smiling with tears. Get what she want, when her wish have Dead .

"I’ve been watching you from afar," he whispered, with voice trembling with longing. "I gave up my kingdom, left behind the wars and glorious victories, all for a single chance to get closer to you. I wanted—no, needed—you to be mine and mine alone." His lips quivered, overwhelmed by the happiness flooding his chest. It was her—Elon—the girl who had stolen his heart and consumed his every thought. But before he could say more, she grabbed him by the collar, pulling him toward her with unexpected force. "No, my darling," he murmured, "let me speak today." He leaned into her left ear. She could feel the heat of his breath trail down her neck, while his fingertips glided along the curve of her waist, pulling her gently into his embrace. His heart—like a war drum—pounded, never once slowing down. "Elon," he breathed, her name sound sweet to him, "will you marry me?" She sighed, closing her eyes before uttering a word. Their breaths intertwined, a shared rhythm, of what he was graved to, as he sealed the moment with a kiss against her delicate lips. "Too late, my love," He whispered, his voice like a spell," you’re already cursed now. You’ll stay by my side now—forever mine, and mine alone." --- Elon father—the once-great ruler of the Pearl Kingdom—had fallen into ruin. Bankrupt and disgraced, he left behind nothing but debt for his daughter to repay. Elon, the radiant princess, was forced to take job after job just to survive. Her friends vanished. Everyone she knew turned on her. Hatred replaced affection. But they never knew the full story. She wasn’t just a beautiful, clever princess—she was a strategist in disguise, quietly running her own secret operation from the shadows. In time, she turned every enemy into an ally, every tormentor into her most loyal supporter. She didn’t conquer them with charm or wit alone— She rebuilt her power on the very soil of their hatred. She shaped it into the foundation of her own rising empire. And in the process, she won the heart of the coldest, most feared commander in the Dark Continent. But is this where her story ends? Or is she just getting started? --- It's a series story of my book Second chance revenge: Win The Devil Heart

“My name’s Cloud, intelligence agent for the combat unit of the Rebka Kingdom. Nice to meet you all.” Was he insane? Telling everyone he was a spy from Lako’s enemy kingdom? He must have a death wish. “Don’t worry. Trust starts by revealing our biggest secrets,” Cloud raised an eyebrow and gave Refta a stare that made him shift uncomfortably. Refta quickly looked away. Cloud walked over confidently and dragged Refta into the center. “Why don’t you go first, troublemaker? You seem interesting. Let’s hear your story.” Refta took a deep breath and said: “I’m Refta. I’ll become the sole ruler of all three kingdoms. I’ll destroy Lako, Rebka, and Divar. I’ll be my enemies’ worst nightmare. I will fight the ultimate evil, avenge my family, and kill anyone who stands in my way.” Everyone burst into laughter. “Hah! Kid, you’re the craziest person I’ve ever met. Your dreams are huge—aren’t you afraid of crashing down?” Another young man stood up and revealed his face. Refta hated being laughed at. As the youngest in his family, he loathed being ignored. “Looks like your journey will be long, Refta. I’m Black. I’m heading to Lako Kingdom to marry a noble and get rich. No one can resist my charm.” Again, the girls laughed so hard, their eyes teared up. ...  To restore the glory of the Clancer bloodline, to avenge the death of his entire family, and reclaim his homeland—he would have to fight with unyielding ferocity and rebuild himself from the ground up to take back what was stolen. But will his journey be an easy one? Will he truly succeed in fulfilling his dream of becoming the sole ruler of all kingdoms?

"A divorce!" He said while mocking her tone. "What the hell are you talking about?" His voice exploded across the room like a gunshot. Nabilar froze, stunned by the sudden outburst. In the next breath, he slammed his fist against the wall—right behind her. The force rattled the frame, and she flinched as he stepped closer, fury radiating from him. "Are you out of your mind, Nabi?" he growled, his hand tightening around his waist as if restraining himself. "I'm the one in charge here!" His eyes bore into hers, veins throbbing at his temple, gaze sharp enough to kill. --- She fall first, accepted to marry him, although it was just a deal between him and her father, but she choosed to work this marriage, until one day she reached her limits. Will she just give up on her marriage or find her way to gain control over her cold husband?