Why Is 'Bitter Lemons Of Cyprus' Considered A Classic?

Caden Fernando Miller.Hot, notorious and the most famous bad boy of Crestmont High. Attention seekers flirt with him. Idiots fight with him. The ones who are rewarded with a piece of sense, they stay away from him. If you fight with him, you know you'll lose soon. Hot tempered, mysterious and those oh-so hot looks. That's enough for a girl to fall head over heels for him.If only he cared to give a shit about them.Not to forget, he is also the youngest gang leader in New York city with his cruel ways and deadly secrets.Skylar Anderson.She's not a nerd. Or a cheerleader. All she cares about is her family, her best friend, chocolate cupcakes filled with heavenly nutella, and her sleep. Really.She lives a normal and carefree life, trying her best not to flunk Physics. Until she receives a letter in her mailbox......and that normal, carefree life goes right above the clouds.

" I have signed the divorce papers. Take this money and get lost from here. Never show me your slutty face again," He said rudely throwing some money on my face. His every word pierced through my heart like arrows. I looked at the notes which were scattered on the floor. Tears formed in my eyes but I controlled them. A painful chuckle left my mouth. " So, it's your final decision?" I again asked controlling my tears. A little hope was still inside me that he will believe me. He replied making a disgusted face," Yes. It's my final decision. I was a fool to love a character less woman like you. I have freed you. Now, you can whore around without any interruption." ********* He was right in his place and she was also right in her place. Then, who was at fault? Join Shivansh and Niyati's journey to know how a sweet love story turned into a bitter love story. Will these two broken hearts heal ever or destiny has something else planned for them. . . . I am not a native English speaker. Please pardon my mistakes. If you believe in redemption and second chance then this book won't disappoint you.

"Just join me for a drink perhaps?" Her bushy brows rose suggestively at me. She knew my answer, she knew what I'd say. I grabbed the bottle off her scrawny hands and said "You know, for a one time thing, this has become a regular." To be honest, I was actually looking forward to meeting up with her. Not that I was going to admit it to her face. "Like therapy sessions from two dumb, ill-favored kids. Who are trying to give each other easing words." She was right. Though her stumbled movements indicated a slight intoxication. Suddenly, out of the awkward moment, she looked up at me with a sad smile and said. "I might be a street girl but is it too bad to wish for a normal life? Go to proms? Have new clothes? Shelter? Love? Do I not deserve?" Her teary eyes searched deep into my soul. I was unaware of the lack of distance between us. When did we get so close with barely an inch barrier? "Flare..." that was all I could say because then all I could feel were soft lips against mine. Her lips! And it felt so nice. Subconsciously, I grabbed her little body and went for another kiss, this time, a deeper kiss.

If there’s one thing I know to be certain in life, it’s to expect the unexpected. I never expected to become a teen mom or have to flee a toxic relationship years later. And I certainly never expected to go head-to-head with Jacob Harris, doctor of veterinary medicine, to prove I’m worthy of running the struggling rescue full of misfit animals I suddenly inherited. Jacob is as smug as he is good looking, and I refuse to let that cocky grin or sharp jawline distract me. I won’t go down without a fight, and this time, it’ll be easy to stand my ground when my opponent is someone I can’t stand—even though my body reacts whenever he’s around. This time I’m not backing down no matter how much he gets under my skin. But the more I push, the more he pulls..until I don’t know what I’m more at a risk of losing: the rescue or my heart.

When a wild, psychotic alpha comes into your life and messes up everything that used to be pristine, the only thing left to do is... accept it, right? Rodrick Easton is a dangerous enigma. He tried to kill my father, he kidnapped me, he made me live in the woods, and to make matters worse, he somehow managed to make me fall in love with him. He put me on his side, he made me look crazy in front of my family and now everyone is worried about my mental health. But I can't discard him and let him face the consequences of his actions on his own. Rodrick is the only man who has wanted me this badly, he’s the one who taught me what it's really like to love someone. I can't leave him alone. { BOOK #2 of “Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha” } * This is a sequel *

Augustine Knight is the man all mothers wish for their daughter! He’s nice, he’s rich, he’s beyond beautiful, and has the quality we’ve all been looking for- painfully loyal! Yeah okay maybe he’s a bit arrogant but you can hardly see that trait whenever he’s with his family and close friends because yes, you got it right, he’s a family man and a very good friend too! See, what a catch. Phew. The relationship he had with Evie, is something we all pray for our daughters to have. If you excuse the big misunderstanding, of course. Because that would make you call him a fucking pedophile. With P at the front and right in the middle. PEDO-PHILE. You can’t exactly blame the man when he asked his newly-married wife to give him back four years of his life, or forced her to cash her promise about their three (future) children. From being the lucky girlfriend of a billionaire she upped her status to ‘insanely-lucky wife of a billionaire’, but within a month it changed into being his worthless SugarBabyWife. *** Dig in if you feel like reading something that would make you mad, sad, or both. Don’t hesitate if you’re a fan of toxic relationship because I promise you, this, is the definition of ttttoxicccity. I’m the fucking mayor of this city if you’ve read Gay Sugar Daddy :)