Anime Online Drawing Novels & Stories

What can you do about money and fame? Hattie Scott is a stunning supermodel, and as a result, she enjoys a great deal of notoriety all over the world. In spite of the gossip that she is having an affair with the handsome billionaire named Inigo Dusk Thompson, everyone praised her name. The controversy surrounding Hattie Scott and the billionaire to whom she was linked helped propel her to the position of most popular trending model after it was widely reported on throughout the internet. She worked herself up into a rage, but at the same time, she did not feel any remorse for the actions she had taken earlier that evening. Inigo Dusk Thompson is a young successful businessman. After the postponement of his wedding, which was caused by issues that were widely discussed online, he became unfeeling and indifferent toward everyone else. What will take place in the event that Hattie and Inigo's paths converge once more? Will Inigo be able to exact his revenge on Hattie, or will she be able to escape it?

Sian Claiborne is not a happy camper. Just when she was getting into the groove of high school hijinks, her parents decide to pick up stakes. Now the popular cheerleader is off to the Ritz and glamor of the Hollywood Hills, where her new school is home to the offspring of Hollywood's elite. Determined to hold her own, she befriends one of the school's outcasts on her first day, thus drawing a line in the sand between her and the ever-popular 'Mean Girls'. Little does she care until she claps eyes on Jace Saunders and almost loses her pompoms.Of course, the head cheerleader already has her eyes set on Jace and lets Sian know in no uncertain terms that he's off-limits. Jace Saunders has taken one look at the new girl, and this son of Hollywood royalty wants what he sees. But Jace has history with the most popular girl in school, a girl who has already warned off Sian, and what about Sian's parents? Are they going to allow their daughter to date someone as high profile as Jace?

She knows that she should pull away, Heather cannot. She feels herself once again drawing closer to Casey without conscious thought. She can feel his breath on her cheek and the smell of his aftershave. Casey completely consumes her. This time there is nothing to break their connection or disrupt the moment. ***Heather is a woman looking to avenge her mother’s death, and it just so happens that she believes the Sullivans who happen to be the richest most powerful family in Boston are responsible. In her hunt for justice, Heather finds herself drawn to the eldest son. Casey. Coming from two different worlds, each with a troubled past. Can she love the son of the man who murdered her mother?***“I don’t know what else to do. With everything that has happened, I’m just feeling lost. I don’t think I know Casey as well as I think I do.” Heather says regretfully.***The Billionaire’s Heir: Loving the Son of a Murderer by Roxanne Greyson, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

My best friend called me sobbing at two in the morning, saying she owed three hundred thousand dollars in online loans and was begging me to save her life. I told her I'd help cover half. She grabbed my phone and transferred all three hundred thousand. "It's just money—why are you being so stingy? You make six figures. Helping me out shouldn't be a big deal." I swallowed it. A month later, she posted Maldives vacation photos on Instagram. When I asked when she planned to pay me back, she replied—right there in the comments, where every mutual friend could see— "God, stop nagging. Maybe spend that energy making more money instead, you cheapskate. So annoying." I screenshotted everything. Then I opened the civil complaint I'd already drafted. This kind of best friend? We could catch up in court.

Right before graduation, my roommate waved around a job offer from some overseas company. It had a three-day workweek, with a starting salary of $50,000 a month. It sounded too good to be true, so I warned her it might be a scam. When she struck out on other job leads, I asked my dad to get her a position at his company. She scoffed at the eight-hour days and $6,000 monthly salary, calling it slave labor. Then she went live online, falsely accusing my dad of inappropriate advances and pressuring her to bear him a son. When skeptics questioned her, she swore no woman would lie about her honor. The internet erupted, branding my dad a predator. Our company collapsed under the backlash, leaving us drowning in debt. To spare me, my dad jumped from a rooftop to his death. Devastated, I wandered into traffic and was struck by a truck. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Amber got that shady offer.

While presiding over a transnational meeting, I received a distressing call from my daughter's kindergarten teacher. "Mrs. Payton, a kid drew a massive clown on Anna's face during nap time! No matter how much I try to wash it off, it won't come off!" I immediately rushed to the kindergarten. My daughter, Anna Payton, was sobbing at the door. Her usually fair and tender face was now red and swollen. The clown drawing on it was particularly eye-catching. The new teacher was so panicked that she was crying herself, her voice trembling. "The parent of the other child is in the office. They said they're willing to compensate any amount, but... But there's no way you can make their son apologize." My anger surged as I kicked open the office door. However, I instantly froze in place. In the office, my husband, Arlo Payton, who was supposed to be in Swizor for a year of intensive studies, was holding up the bully. The next second, the little boy in his arms pointed at Anna and laughed. "Look, Dad. Clownface is here!"

After dating me for a decade, Alfred Rodriguez officially admitted that he was in a relationship with someone else. It was not me but a popular young actress.Exhilarated, their fans created an online buzz about their dating. I posted a diamond ring on my Facebook, announcing that I'm getting married. Alfred called me."Delete that post. Don't even think about forcing me to marry you in this way. I've just got my reputation in the entertainment circle and announced a relationship. I can't marry you now..." "Mr. Rodriguez, I'm marrying someone else. Come to my wedding party if you're free."I hung up. Alfred went mad. He called me countless times that night. On my wedding day, he turned up with red eyes and asked if I'd elope with him. What? How dare this guy seduce someone else's fiancée in public! What a pervert!

Harper Thomas loves bad dates. She goes on hundreds of them a year, and then blogs about them online to make her living. When her sister signs her up for a new dating service, Harper's not expecting to find anything other more than ridiculous men. She certainly isn't planning to meet him... Gabe Honors is one of the billionaire owners of Kindling Dating. He also happens to be Miami's most eligible bachelor, but his search for love has never been successful. That is, until he decided to use his own dating service. The first time he meets Harper, he knew that she was the one. However, in order to make sure that it really was love, he kept his identity a secret. He soon finds out, secrets never mix well with love... Can a billionaire CEO finally stump this bad-date-blogger? Can Harper look past the money and find the man? Or will they only be left with memories of their island kisses?

Five years ago, Suri ruptured her uterus pushing Bruce out of the path of a car. The injury left her unable to have kids. But Bruce didn't care—he still pushed for the wedding. After they got married, he poured nearly everything into her. Or so she thought. Then came the scandal. One of his business rivals leaked it, and just like that, the truth exploded online—Bruce had another woman. She was already over three months pregnant. That night, he dropped to his knees. "Suri, please. I'll fix it. I won't let her keep the baby..." And Suri? She forgave him. But on their fifth anniversary, she rushed to the hotel Bruce had reserved—only to find something else entirely. In the next room, Bruce sat beaming, surrounded by friends and family, celebrating that mistress's birthday. The smile on his face—pure joy. A smile she'd never once seen from him. That was the moment she knew. It was over. Time to go.

My college roommate, Miranda White, adored romance novels. She would always fantasize about being the protagonist of such novels. She dreamed of being loved by a rich, handsome man and eventually marrying rich. Although her allowance only came to a hundred a month, she insisted on buying a wool coat worth a thousand. She would put on the most dazzling makeup and put on a fake persona. She vowed to make every man around her love her. "I will only marry a rich hottie. My Prince Charming will find me," she proudly proclaimed. I was kind enough to caution her, warning her to protect herself and work hard to improve her life. Instead, she thought I was just jealous. "You're the kind of person who wants everyone else to be as miserable as you, aren't you? What rotten luck to have you as a roommate." Fine, then! It wasn't as if I'd be the one who'd become bankrupt by her online boyfriend!