A Broke Gamer

“Do you really think you are worth being called my wife?” Julian asked, his voice laced with disgust. “All you do is spend my money like a spoiled brat! I’m way out of your league, Sydney. So stop hesitating and just sign the divorce papers!” —- Unknown to her husband, Sydney was the secret behind his success, but at the point when she needed him the most, he divorced her and left her for his first love, Ashley. Seeing how ungrateful her husband was, Sydney swore to take back everything from him. She will let him know that he was nothing without her!

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.

The main character, Cara Magdalen, experiences a trauma on the eve of her 16th birthday. Anticipating a celebration of her coming of age, she instead has to deal with many unexplained happenings. She must figure out what is going on before it's too late. She finds herself running out of time. But can't seem to figure out exactly what that means for her.. The answer lies within herself. But she must figure it out on her own. Can she do it in time? Will she be strong enough to find her way on the journey she must take alone? Will she ever reunite with the people she loves? Follow along as Cara makes this incredible journey to find out.

My name is Joshua, I used to be a simple man living in my own small world with my foster parents but that world collapsed when I found out my true parentage, the only child of a very famous and rich business. In time I found out that my real parents murdered by those that claim to be the most 3 powerful and forbidden families in the country and from then,I knew I had to change to avenge my parents and I became the perfect unfeeling CEO in my parents company dedicating the rest of my life to growing my company and getting revenge on the 3 forbidden families. My name is Ysabelle and once upon a time, I was a rich daughter of a business mogul but things changed when we lost everything to father's gambling habits. I a bid to help my family recover it's lost status, I took a job as a manager to the ruthless CEO, Joshua. But in time, I realized that buried under the hatred and ruthlessness. Joshua had a kind heart and charm no could ever resist, not even the strong and persistent me. Will Joshua be able to grow his parents company and enact the perfect revenge on the the three forbidden families? Will Ysabelle succeed in reinstating her family's lost glory and will she be able to open to her managers closed heart to a feeling love?

Scott Maynard and I were in love for eight years. I once believed he was my soulmate. We joined Doctors Without Borders together and ventured into war zones side by side. But everything changed the day Piper Ellison appeared. To protect her, he shoved me into danger during a rebel siege, using me as a scapegoat. Then, he fled the country with Piper, and left me to rot in the prison. Three years later, Miles rescued me. Yet upon returning home, the first thing I saw was Scott staging an elaborate proposal, surrounded by nine thousand roses. He twisted the truth about what had happened in Asternis, and those around us believed him. I revealed my wedding ring, and Miles stepped forward to shield me. Despite that, Scott still refused to let go. He became obsessed and relentless, even threatening his own life to force me back. This love, riddled with betrayal and cruelty, finally came to a complete end with his death.

Shantelle Scott has been in love with Evan Thompson since she was young. When Evan's father arranged for her to be his wife, she willingly agreed, despite knowing it was against Evan's will. She devoted her life to him in their two-year marriage, forgetting her aspirations. She hoped her husband would love her back. Sadly, one day, Evan coldly said, "I want a divorce! I want you out of my life, Shantelle!" Years passed, Shantelle became a famous surgeon. When her ex-husband came to see her, he asked, "Doctor Shant, I need your expertise." "What is wrong with you, Mister Thompson?" She asked. Yearning reflected in the man's eyes as he suggested, "My heart is broken, and only you can mend it." Shantelle laughed and replied, "Mister Thompson, I am a doctor. I'm not God." *** There are two versions of the book. Old readers can access the old version in your library. Please scroll down. If you don't find it, kindly contact goodnovel (contact@goodnovel.com).

Sam is between the living and the dead. When Sam wakes up one day and realizes that her soul is wandering in limbo she will do everything she can to get out of there and come back to life along with the help of Brandon, a 13 year old teenager who has been there for 6 years. When Sam discovers that she has a purpose in limbo she realizes that coming back to life to meet her boyfriend Jay again is hopeless, but she doesn't give up. But she meets Charles Cannadian, a condemned man who deals with taking souls into darkness. Sam hates him from the first moment, what she doesn't know is that Charles was part of her past life and may also be part of her present one. Two loves. One choice: give up living to fulfill her mission in limbo or come back to life to meet her boyfriend Jay.

She never imagined her life would end because of a poisoned 30ml of jelly, but this was not the end of her life, but the beginning of a new one. M awoke in the body of an abandoned child who had been despised by everyone and had a criminal record, having been given a new life and a second chance in life. M was blessed and binds herself to a Tycoon System that will take her to a higher level, allowing her to accomplish things she couldn't in her previous life. M will go to any length to pursue her romantic interests, her family, and to become the best of the best.

My girlfriend and I were reborn, returning to the cramped basement apartment we rented right after graduation. We silently walked out the door together, neither of us mentioning staying together. She went abroad with her childhood sweetheart to further her studies while I stayed behind, grinding away at my company. Seven years later, she became a rising young designer with a bright future and a happy family. I was still grinding away at the same company. When we met again, she clung to her childhood sweetheart's arm, looking down at my slightly disheveled state with a mocking smile. "Long time no see. How did you end up looking like a beggar?" I ignored her. However, later, when the powerful, world-renowned CEO of a top design firm clung to my arm, acting sweetly, her face twisted with panic. "Alex Prescott! How can you be so close with another woman?!"

{Completed}(Previously called Keenan Hiltons Chaos) The room is awfully quiet except for Keenan's laboured breath and my heavily pounding heart. His hands are planted on his hips and his eyes fixated on the ceiling as if he's thinking about all the regretful things he's done in his life. Why does this feel like the beginning of another disastrous road? “What's wrong?” I ask in a panic because I wonder if he's also recollecting the events that happened last night in part like I am and regretting it. “Apparently we did more than get drunk last night,” He lifts the paper certificate from the bar counter and shows it to me, “we got married.”