20 November Zodiac

[Action-romance story] For over 20 years, Eiress never experienced having a family. All her childhood days were spent in training. She mastered all forms of combat and became a huntress, hunting people for her father's own benefit. She was dissatisfied and wanted to leave, but an unexpected event occurred during her last mission. A mysterious man tricked her into drinking a medicine that increased her lust and prevented her from completing her task. That night, she unintentionally grabbed someone to help her cope with the pill’s effects, but it was the same man. She was claimed by that man and became pregnant. A day had passed, and a good chance presented itself to her. She finally escaped her previous life and left everything behind. Eiress lived a normal life and got to be a different person. Happiness and peaceful life is all that she needs. She had never felt such a strong feeling as she did when she became a mother, but danger was always after her. She’s willing to do everything to protect her child, even if it means turning back into her old life. How is she going to manage raising a child while fighting a threat? What if her path crosses with that man again, will the man support her or take advantage of her? Let’s figure it out.

When I turn 20, my grandfather's old friend—now the richest man in the country—lays out photos of his grandsons in front of me. He says, "Pick one to be your husband." Without hesitation, I choose Nathaniel Chapman. Everyone in the room is stunned. After all, it's no secret I've always been hopelessly in love with George Chapman. I used to swear I'd marry no one but him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married George. And because of that marriage, he inherited the lion's share of his grandfather's wealth. But after the wedding, he started an affair with my sister. My parents were furious and sent her abroad to study. George thought I was the one who exposed them. From then on, he hated me to my very core. Women came and went at his side, each one resembling my sister more than the last. The betrayal crushed me. I fell into deep depression. Later, he secretly replaced my medication with slow-acting poison. I died with a child in my womb—alone, bitter, and betrayed. Now, I've been reborn. This time, I choose to let them have each other. But what I don't expect is that George has been reborn too.

My sister's best friend borrowed 20 thousand from me, saying it was for her mother's medical bills. As a cop, I lent it to her. I figured if I could help, I should. When it was time to pay me back, she didn't return a cent. Instead, she showed up at my precinct holding a baby and accused me of indecent assaults. After a paternity test, the baby turned out to be mine. She went on livestreams, crying about how I broke the law despite being a police officer. She used the scandal to make herself famous. The force treated me like a disgrace and fired me. I tried to explain, but no one believed me. I went from a model officer to a criminal overnight. My parents were cyberbullied; with nowhere left to turn, they both drowned themselves. My wife was also beaten in the street. She suffered a miscarriage from the attack and died from massive blood loss. As for my sister, guilt drove her insane; she was hospitalized before vanishing from the public eye. After my family fell apart, I hanged myself one night. Then I opened my eyes again. I'd been reborn. Facing my sister's evil friend, I vowed to fight back.

During the biggest sales day of the year, my fiance's "sweet and clueless" assistant sells a one-carat diamond for one cent. In just 20 minutes, the company loses 200 million dollars. I am so furious that my entire body shakes, yet Hendrick Shaw, my fiance, pulls me into his arms and comforts me, "Don't worry. I'll handle it." However, that same night, Selena Suther posts a screenshot on social media—a transfer of 1,430,000 dollars, with the recipient note saying "I love you." The caption attached to the screenshot is "I made a huge mistake today, but my boss comforted me instead. He even reminded me not to be angry at the 'tigress' and to be good." I comment on her post, "I wish you both happiness forever." Selena instantly deletes the post, but Hendrick abruptly charges in and lands a resounding slap on my cheek. "What's your motive for liking Lena's post? She's now so overcome by guilt and shame that she's about to end her life! "The company only lost 200 million dollars. Do you have to force her into a corner over it?" He sounds so righteous and fearless. Later, why does Hendrick cry when he can't even afford a 20-dollar meal?

At the company’s year-end party, management tried to cut costs by using junk as raffle items. The prize box was filled with bottle caps, instant noodle wrappers, toothpaste boxes, and other trash. Everyone was only allowed to pick one item and scan the QR code on it. Whether you won anything depended entirely on luck. I casually picked up a bottle cap and unexpectedly won a car worth 500,000 dollars. As soon as the vice president found out, he rejected my win and demanded that I hand over the prize. “The company spent 20 dollars to get these raffle items from a recycler. Any prizes won have to be recorded in the books as company assets. They belong to the company.” My boss reprimanded me as well, “Have you lost your mind because you’ve been poor? Do you think you could have won without the company? You don’t know how to be grateful, and now, you’re trying to take company property. Stop causing a scene!” I did not argue and calmly handed over the bottle cap. Then, I turned around and called one of our clients. My boss had forgotten one thing: I was the company’s top salesperson. If he insisted on crossing me, I would make him lose five million.

| Khusus Dewasa | Meghan Crafson, mantan model majalah dewasa yang terkenal. Di usianya yang sudah menginjak 30 tahun dia masih kelihatan cantik dan seksi layaknya remaja 20 tahunan. Dinikahi seorang Crazy Rich asal New York hanya membuatnya bahagia dari segi financial saja. Namun dia tak mendapatkan kepuasan batin dari suaminya yang sudah berusia 50 tahun itu. Sampai akhirnya kedatangan Hardin merubah segalanya. Hardin Willbowrn, pria tampan dengan postur tubuh atletis menyerupai aktor Hollywood itu, merupakan putra tunggal suaminya. Meghan menginginkan anak tirinya yang macho. Dia pun berusaha menggoda Hardin di belakang suaminya. Sebagai pria normal, tentu Hardin kesulitan menolak gelombang gairah liar yang ibu tirinya tawarkan. Bagaimanakah kisah selanjutnya? Akankah Hardin menolak gairah liar ibu tirinya itu? Atau dia malah terjun dalam kenikmatan salah yang ditawarkan oleh Meghan? GAIRAH LIAR IBU TIRIKU (GLIT) salah satu dari puluhan novel terlaris karya DEWA AMOUR sepanjang tahun 2021, kini terbit di aplikasi novel online terbaik, GOODNOVEL Selamat membaca!!

Charlotte has loved baking since she was a young child, and now, at 20, all she wants to do is settle down and work toward saving up for her own establishment. Unfortunately for Lotte, she has baggage in the shape of her dear (crazy) Auntie, who can't settle down to save her life. As much as Charlotte would like to cut herself off from a woman who attracts trouble like ants to sugar, Romy is the only family she has left. Now, three weeks before her 21st birthday, Lotte is presented with a big surprise - A man who actually wants a serious relationship with her Aunt. Packing up for the 'millionth' time, Charlotte thinks she is once again ready to face a new adventure... Little does she know, this one will have her howling at the moon and begging for a 'beastly' good time. David is a Doctor from a small town in Colorado. A family man and widower, he appears to be a perfectly safe option for Lotte's Aunt... However, Lotte can't help shaking the feeling that David would be perfect for her, too. Following him home, her infatuation only grows as she meets his odd family, many of whom can't seem to keep their hands to themselves.

When Alexander Smith stands in front of me and says he's going to marry someone else, that's when I realize he's been reborn too. I remember our 20 years of love in our past life. A plane crash. And then, rebirth. "This is to save Sophia," he says. "In our past life, she was sold to a Vostmark oligarch after her father's political scandal. Not long after, she took her own life due to abuse. I can't let that tragedy happen again, so I need to get engaged to her." As he speaks, he hands me an orange prescription bottle. "If you take this, you'll forget me for a little while. You won't feel the pain. It's just seven days. Once her father's scandal blows over, you'll stop the medication and your memory will return. Then I'll end the engagement and officially propose to you." I stare at the bottle, knowing it's a lie. Not the part about Sophia's suicide. The lie is about the drug. He thinks it only causes temporary memory loss. But I know better. The suppressant causes permanent damage to emotional memory. The seven-day countdown isn't the time it takes for my memories to return. It's the time it takes for my love for him to die.

I get picked up by the cops in the middle of the night for street vending. While questioning me, they pull up my file. One officer eyes me suspiciously through my mask and asks, "What's a Clairefield University graduate like you doing selling stuff on the street at midnight?" I freeze and lean over to look at the file. The ID number matches mine, but the photo has been replaced with one of Madison Bass. That's when it hits me—20 years ago, I was the one who got accepted to Clairefield University! Dazed and numb, I stumble home only to hear my husband, Joseph Gunther, speaking on the phone. "Madison, don't worry. I won't let Lucy interfere with your life. Just go abroad in peace." It's him! Joseph helped Madison steal my identity and my future. My stomach twists. I turn to confront him, to expose the truth. But before I can, he strangles me to death with a belt. "I'm sorry, Lucy. You can't ruin Madison's future…" When I open my eyes again, I'm back in the classroom. Our homeroom teacher is handing out university application forms. This time, I'm taking my life back.

At two in the morning, during a raid, I personally arrested my wife, Carolyn Hewitt, in a rundown motel room. Her neck was covered in hickeys. In handcuffs, she sat beside the bed, trying to comfort her younger brother, who had curled up in the corner, quietly sobbing. "Alex failed his exam and has been feeling terrible. So, I brought him here to relax. Don't get the wrong idea." In the past, I would have already been shouting at her. However, at that moment, I did not even have the strength to expose her lies. I had heard them too many times. "Mark… About this…" My partner nudged me with his elbow, glancing toward the registration form. He was telling me it was up to me how I wanted to handle it. Keeping a cold face, I aimed my body camera toward the foot of the bed. "Handle it by the book. No special treatment." "Mark Russ!" She suddenly struggled against the handcuffs. "What kind of brother-in-law are you? Alex is only 20! If he ends up in jail, his whole life will be ruined!" Her eyes reddened as she spoke, but my expression did not change. I said calmly, "When have you ever treated me like family? Carolyn…let's get a divorce."