Becky Thatcher Tom Sawyer

Jensyn Sawyer is out of time. Desperate to save her dying mother, she makes a terrible decision by stealing a priceless watch from her client. When she is faced with the repercussions, billionaire Linden Rawlings offers her a solution at a cost. To protect his shares and hide a daughter the world must never know about, Linden needs an obedient wife for the public to see. Jensyn fits perfectly. But she is nothing close to being obedient. She begins to question everything, especially the mysterious death of the woman who gave birth to Linden's daughter. The truth is buried deep beneath his carefully arranged life, and someone close is determined to keep that hidden. When the line between fake and real begins to blur, Jensyn is forced to play a game of survival. Because in this marriage, the risk isn't just about the contract or the shares to be lost. As she digs deeper... There's every probability she wouldn't make it alive. Because love wouldn't kill her... The person watching would.

It's not what you think. Two social worlds collide with words, feelings, behaviours and ideas most unexpected to bring an even more unpredictable end. Lacey Atkins leaves school for a tear and comes back wanting nothing more than to be left alone. Alone in a classroom, Tom Wade sees Lacey and soon comes to want nothing more than to be with her. Her weird and unusual ways all make him the more curious and drawn in.

Juleha seperti terjebak dalam mimpi buruk yang indah. Bagaimana tidak, sosok murid baru dengan ketampanan level sundul langit tiba-tiba saja membuat dunianya jungkir balik. Khairaf pemuda tersebut secara perlahan mulai meretas hatinya. Bak Tom And Jerry keduanya kerap bertengkar dalam segala hal. Namun, benar kata pepatah benci dan cinta itu bedanya hanya setipis kulit ari. Semakin membenci nyatanya justru semakin mencintai.

Everyone in the pack knew I was in love with the Alpha, Luther Pauley. I had done whatever it took to win him over, even sneaking into his bed more than once. When I turned 18, the pack's seer predicted that Luther was my destined mate. But I refused the marking ceremony and chose to leave the pack instead. Luther looked stunned as he blocked my way out. "If you walk away now, don't ever come back." No one in the pack believed I would really go. They were even making bets about how soon I'd crawl back. "I'm calling three days!" "You're giving her too much credit. I'll wager a bottle of healing tonic that she'll be running back here in three minutes!" I ignored them and went straight to Sawyer Dunn, the Alpha of Graymoon Pack. This time, I swore I would never look back again.

Zee menikah dengan Birru karena alasan membalas budi. Pernikahan antara dua pihak yang sama-sama terpaksa. Menimbulkan problema dan konflik yang membuat keduanya kerap beradu mulut. Sifat Zee yang berani menentang Birru kian menambah runyam suasana. Mereka layaknya Tom and Jerry yang terus bertengkar. Kapan mereka akurnya jika yang satu kerap dipanggil gemoy sementara yang lain langsung darah tinggi begitu panggilan manusia batu terucap. "Lepasin aku manusia batu!" "Kagak bakalan, gemoy!"

“Listen to me, if you’re-“ “Shut up.” I was taken aback by his sudden choice of word. “Let’s get something straight miss Grey, I do not appreciate people talking to me, and I loathe it more when people talk back at me. Truthfully, you are crossing your limit and patience with me. So from now on, you’ll do exactly what I say and as I say. You understand me?” ………………………………………………….. Mystery. Romance. Deceit. Finding evidences of her dead brother’s whereabouts, Becky Grey believes that he is still alive. In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family’s remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and Godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Sinister Alexander Salvaltore and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing her brother. In order to attain his goal, he offers her a deal. However, the deeper she dives into the tangles of Sinister’s merciless world, she finds herself in a hauntingly farmiliar past. A past that she has been erased from- A past that she cannot escape. Unsettling secrets loom the air of her maddening relationship with Sinister. The question is, will she run from him? Or to him?

Whoever thought that I will end up sleeping with a-19-year-old Johnny, maybe considered wrong but, I did. My name is Becky and I'm a 36-year-old divorcee. It all started when I returned to Kingstown from Charlottesville to reunite with my loved ones, after going through a bitter divorce. I had given love a ride red card but, a part of my heart melted when I saw him again, after being apart for more than five years. Just one thing was not right, Johnny is the son of my closest best friend, Melinda, and also happens to be the boyfriend of my only daughter Stephanie. Nevertheless, it was the same Johnny that I lusted after. I couldn't keep myself away from him, eventually, I seduced and slept with him even though, I was 17 years older than him. I got pregnant for him, only a few weeks before his wedding with my daughter, who was also pregnant for him. Now, I'm in mess, what will I do? Follow my epic story to discover what happened at last.

Léonora Dixon, surnommée Nora, est une brillante femme d’affaires parisienne à la vingtaine flamboyante, aussi redoutée que respectée. Habillée de pouvoir et passion, elle voit rouge, autant dans ses vêtements que dans sa manière de diriger : avec autorité, précision, et un soupçon de cruauté. Lorsqu’elle organise un entretien pour recruter une nouvelle secrétaire, elle ne s’attend pas à être troublée. Parmi toutes les candidates, un seul homme se présente : Tom Jenson. Mystérieux, élégant et d’un calme déconcertant, il attise en elle un souvenir diffus… et un trouble qu’elle peine à dissimuler. Contre toute attente et ses propres règles Nora l’embauche. Mais ce qu’elle ignore, c’est que Tom n’a rien d’un simple secrétaire. Imprévisible, incisif, il ne se laisse ni séduire ni intimider. Face à lui, la redoutable Nora va découvrir ce que c’est que de perdre le contrôle… et peut-être bien, le cœur.

En la boda, el sobrino de cuatro años del novio de repente subió a la tarima, tomó de la mano al novio y gritó a todo pulmón: —Papá, ¿por qué te quieres casar con otra mujer? ¿Ya no nos quieres a mamá y a mí? La madre del niño, que estaba abajo de la tarima, corrió a detenerlo. Con una sonrisa forzada, como si se disculpara pero buscando provocar, dijo: —Lo siento, Dany perdió a su padre cuando era pequeño y siempre ha visto a su tío como su papá. No fue su intención causar problemas. Incluso mi esposo, con total calma, tomó al niño en brazos y me explicó: —Antes de morir, mi hermano me pidió que cuidara de su esposa y de su hijo. Para que Dany tuviera una infancia feliz, le permití que me llamara "papá". No lo malinterpretes. Al ver a las tres personas frente a mí tan felices y tranquilas, solté una risa fría y me quité el velo. —Pobrecito niño… ¿cómo podría yo arrebatarle a su padre? Ya que es así, ¿por qué no le dejo el lugar de novia a tu cuñada? Así ustedes pueden formar una familia completa de tres.

Yo era una chica de los suburbios que se enamoró de Damon Vitale, el padrino más temido de Nueva York. Durante cinco años, fui suya. Recibí nueve balas por él. Él besaba mis cicatrices mientras yo me desangraba por su causa. Me estrechaba contra él. Abrochaba el collar de la reina alrededor de mi garganta. Luego, una vez que sanaba, me poseía sin sentido, con una pasión que se sentía eterna. Pensé que pasaríamos nuestras vidas juntos. Pensé que se casaría conmigo. Pero en nuestra noche número 999 juntos, me dijo que estaba comprometido. Con Bianca, una princesa de la mafia de una familia rival. Me tragué mis lágrimas. Él simplemente me tomó de la barbilla, me sopló el humo en la cara y se rió. —Realmente no pensaste que podrías casarte conmigo, ¿verdad, Nora? Seamos claros. Nosotros tenemos sexo. Eso es todo. No eres una socia. Eres una pieza de arte que colecciono. Una mascota de mi propiedad. Una mascota. Eso es todo lo que él siempre quiso que yo fuera. En lugar de eso, tomé un teléfono desechable. [Acepto su oferta. Tres días. Sáquenme de este maldito Nueva York.]