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Zaman jahiliyahku cukup jahil. Aku sosial dan tak perlu kuceritakan tingkah sosialku. Boyfriend lain, skandal lain, yang berjinak-jinak untuk menjadikan aku Sugarbabe pun ramai. Aku tolak tepi. Takut tak mampu melayan walau hidup mewah berhartakan dosa. Satu hari, ditakdirkan aku dan Wafi (boyfriend aku) terlibat dalam kemalangan yang teruk. Wafi patah tangan dan aku cedera parah dikepala. Aku tak ingat apa yang berlaku. Sedar-sedar aku di hospital. Keadaanku nampak baik, normal... Aku celik mata. Aku pandang sekeliling. Ya, aku sedar aku berada dalam wad hospital. Privasi. Mataku redup tapi ligat pandang sekeliling sambil cuba ingat apa yang jadi. Gagal. Aku tak ingat apa-apa. Aku cuba bangun, duduk atas katil, selak langsir. Bagaikan mata ini baru menerima cahaya, mataku terpejam dek cahaya matahari. Tutup semula langsir dan aku dikejutkan dengan suara seorang perempuan yang masuk ke bilik aku... "Alhamdulillah... Sarah dah sedar!" katanya sambil meletakka

prolog Thus Spake Zarathustra (1883) oleh Friedrich Nietzsche terjemahan manira pada tahun 2013 sebagai latihan menulis, kini dikongsi buat tatapan jelata.

"Desperate people are the most dangerous." Miracle Hope Carson has nothing more to ask for her life. She may be a nut-head, anti-social potato and with average looks that no one will probably bats an eye. But what's best in her life? Well, If it's not for her very supportive parents who never expects more from her and with her 2 best friends to die for, she possibly had the perfectly imperfect normal life. She hates attention, so she never expects to draw any coming from anything, especially not from anyone. Unexpectedly, someone has put an interest to her being; and worse... has fallen in love with her. And what about falling in love can possibly go wrong? E V E R Y T H I N G Desperate with her affection, her stalker has started to make some twisted actions which led to the destruction of her once-so-peaceful life. Feeling more miserable and helpless day after day, little did she know that there's more to come and the biggest havoc is yet to shattered her slightest glimmer of faith. When there's no more people to lean to, what will she do? Is she going to stay as a damsel in distress of commending defeat; or will she able to stand up on her own and be a fighter whom her stalker never expects her to be? *** Warning: Contains violence, abuse, mature languages, typos and everything that is not suitable for young and immature audiences. Kindly, read at your own risk.

Highest Rank: #1 in Mystery/Thriller (Completed + EDITING) People throw rocks at things that shine. Maybe its a good thing that they do. They have learnt their lesson, with anything that glows like that. But fate has its ways. If you deserve the Necklace, It comes for you. When Damon comes back after an failed attempt by the girls to kill him, he wasn't about to thank his stars for making it out alive and live in fear. No. He was going to plan his moves, and make them pay for their sins. And he'd make sure they suffered his fate, but made it to the end. And he seemed to have accomplished it, when he had finished two of his victims. But when it came to the third girl, she was nowhere to be found. On his scavenger hunt to find her, he did. Or someone who looked like her. Exactly like her. And yet, not at all. Her records were in place, and so were the ones of the other girl. Who was real? Who was to be killed? No one said it was easy, But someone did say, Beauty maybe dangerous, But intelligence is lethal.

Alkisah bermula lah kisah tentang kisah mengenai kisah seorang lelaki dan seorang perempuan yang tidak sebulu dari zaman tok kaduk (sekolah menengah) sehinggalah zaman serba moden dan hipstur. "Huh. Muka dia macam Karl Marx." "Muka dia macam Rosnah Mat Aris." Apabila mereka bersemuka, mereka akan saling ejek mengejek sehinggalah salah seorang penat mengejek. "Mulut macam puaka niyang rapik. Elak aku cepuk je dia oi!" "Dalam dunia yang bukan lagi aman kini, si lelaki entah apa apa itu perlu aku hapuskan. Dasar mulut kuanghajo!" Anne. Berbadan comel seperti penguin, bak kata Dani. Dani Ashraff. Seorang lelaki poyo dan berperangai seperti malaun. Apa yang membuatkan mereka sentiasa bercakaran sesama sendiri?