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"I won't let you go." "But we can't be together!" Eugene held Michelle's hand. Look into her eyes with whole-souled sincerity. "I'd rather be an ordinary person than an Idol so I can be with you." "You're crazy!" It is a love story between a fan and an Idol that many people have always dreamed of. But this is not just love. Michelle is a fan who admires Eugene so much. But she is still sane to realize that it is impossible to date Eugene. Then, after their many meetings, Eugene began to show interest in her. Is an Idol too deeply in love with his fans? Seriously? This love story is too fragile to tell. Can they be together? A billionaire idol with fans?
Tokyo, the capital city of Japan, never sleeps. Life here seems never to stop moving. Everything is fast-paced, as if stopping for a moment can stop the rotation of the wheel of life-a harsh city for anyone who wants to survive here. The glitter of the night world is a common thing that can be found in the middle of the town. The night is even more dense. Neither cold nor hot weather can stop how this city works. Even in the middle of Autumn, people need to be more relaxed in their work.
Except for a young girl in one of the small rented apartments, staring at the fallen momiji leaves littering the ground below. Ah, tomorrow will be a hard day for the street cleaners. They have to go the extra mile to get rid of dry foliage along the way.
"I missed you, Dad."
The girl talks with the phone in her ear. Her voice was holding the longing rising. Why not? Being away from home often leads to homesickness. Unfortunately, there was no immediate response from the person on the other end of the phone. Michelle Kaila– the young girl – pursed her lips.
She then heard a long sigh from a man. It's half a century old, from how heavy the tone of voice is. Hoarse and heavy. At that time, Michelle knew she would have to stay a little longer in this country.
"You have to stop Michelle."
Michelle smiled lightly. Know that there is no other way to escape. "Okay, Dad, I should hang up. Send all my love to Mom and Sister. Assalamu'alaikum." Then, she turned off the call with a feeling of tightness in my chest.
Michelle hugged her knees on her little bed, trying to ward off the cold night air pouring from the window gap. Mid-Autumn in Japan is much more complex than the rainy season in Indonesia. Michelle had thought her heart might have frozen if she had been here longer.
"What did you expect, Michelle?" She smiled lazily; monologue is nothing but an evocation of uncomfortable solitude.
If there had been no past involvement, she might have yet to make it this far. Climbing stairs after stairs, jumping from one stone to another, everything she does to get out of the discomfort zone. Usually, people get out of their comfort zone, unlike those precisely looking for such comfort. Comfortable is a tricky word even though it has crossed the island and the country. Though there is no harm in itself, it's just that the feeling of loneliness often feels like blocking the solar plexus. Her reflection in the mirror told me that she wasn't feeling well. It can be seen from her face that she is lethargic due to lack of rest. Even so, Michelle returned her reflection with a sweet smile. Sometimes, things go differently than expected. Who should she complain to?
BRAAAK!
The door suddenly opened loudly. Michelle was forced to turn her head to the doorway, apprehensive, only to find a girl figure standing there gasping for breath.
"Michelle! Eugene is doing a live broadcast! We have to watch it!"
Ana screamed like a madman. Instead of being upset, Michelle smiled broadly. Ana's frenzied action managed to evoke the joy that disappeared on Michelle's face.
"Where's my phone?" Michelle shouted excitedly while looking all over the room. Her memory seemed to stop after ending the phone call with her father. Forget the existence of that phone.
Ana patted herself on the forehead. Feeling discouraged by Michelle's negligence. "Oh My God..." Ana took something from Michelle's back. That turned out to be Michelle's phone. When in a panic, Michelle tends to forget things easily.
Michelle smiled awkwardly. "Come on, let's watch it." Then she pulled Ana's arm. She invited an older girl to watch a Korean Idol live on Instagram.
Ana has known for a long time. Long enough to know the young girl's favourite Korean idols. The tall, skinny, handsome man with dimples adorning his cheeks sings while dancing with choreography, making the head dizzy. They were too similar, Ana said, but after being forced to watch One Show after another by Michelle, Ana finally began to memorize the members of the boy group Wizzard-One one by one. Especially the most handsome and most beloved Michelle. Eugene Ahn.
"Annyeong Wizzy..."
A man in a black T-shirt speaks in front of the screen. Her black hair looked a little wet, whether it had just finished a shower or a workout. Both assumptions still do not dissolve the good looks of the man.
Hearing the husky-voiced greeting, Michelle suddenly squeezed Ana's arm. Feeling resentful of the Idol made Ana a sacrifice. Michelle often squeezes anything beside her when nervous: pillows, dolls, and, this time, Ana's arms. The woman sighed resignedly before giving Michelle a sweet punch on the head.
"You can admire him, Michelle, but remember, both of you can't be together," she said, walking away. Michelle was completely helpless! Said Ana in her mind.
Ana is a long-time K-pop fan. It can be seen from how she prefers Wizzard-one's senior boy group, Savior.
Maybe that's what makes Ana not so excited in response to Idol-just admiring without any sense of wanting to have, unlike Michelle, who is five years younger than her. Michelle's heart is still beating.
Suddenly, Ana held out her cell phone, grabbing Michelle's attention from the Instagram broadcast. "Do you want to come tomorrow?" She asked in a flat tone.
How surprised Michelle saw the news on Ana's phone. Her eyes were twice their average size. "Is it true that Wizzard-one unit R will be holding a fan sign?" Michelle is half-screeching. "Where did you get that ticket? I tried to get a war ticket but didn't get it."
Wizzard-one has six members. They also formed several group units, one of them WO-U'R (Wizzard One-Unite R) consisting of Christopher Park and Eugene Ahn. Meeting just one member is so happy for a hardline fan like Michelle. Unfortunately, she couldn't get a single ticket during the war ticket. As with auctions, only a few lucky people can buy the ticket, depending on how fast or 'lucky' the person is. And the lucky one may be Ana.
Two best friends, created by a machine, became TANTARA's first-class. No one believes that artificial creation has feelings like humans. Xander and Raphael are two friends who grew up together and were separated by a war on their planet. It turns out that when Raphael disappeared, Xander felt his whole life was slaughtered as if it had been cut into hundreds of parts. Xander almost sacrifices himself to meet Raphael, but when they meet, the first thing Raphael says is... "You are an idiot, Xander! Stop loving me! You better just die and don't expect peace for the planet!" But like a boomerang, those words turned against Raphael. Because when Xander was almost killed by continuous torment, Raphael saved him. "No one can kill you but me, You stupid Xander!" "Tell me you love me" - Xander. "You have to cut the rope first."- Raphael. "I'll do it."- Xander "You fool."- Raphael "And I love you too."- Xander
Simon Rosendale, the son of a wealthy Rosendale family, has a beautiful face and a brilliant brain. He has a charisma that can conquer many girls. But he can't feel what is called love. Simon has had sex with many girls without ever feeling love. His first unrequited love was long ago with a woman ten years older than him. The woman named Caroline was a tutor. Caroline only considers Simon as a sex partner. Simon, who does not know love, tries various ways to feel it, including dating a popular girl at his college - Emily Lippington. However, when Emily cheats on him, Simon cannot do anything but break up with Emily. He met Ashley Grissham by chance because he wanted to interview him for a journalist assignment. Slowly, Simon felt a strange feeling that he had never experienced. His heart was always pounding when he was with Ashley. Can he finally feel his love? "Don't look at me like that." "Why? Don't you like it, Simon? You like looking at my body, don't you? You like my touch, don't you? You enjoy it when mine is in your stomach." "Shut the fuck up!" "I won't stop until you call me by your name."
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.