Bianca Hello Agama

As her ears started ringing, the lump in her throat growing, the words he spoke faded into the background. Her eyes welled up, and her breath hitched, she had heard him right? “Earth to Rebecca, hello?!” He replied to her in an annoyed tone. She took a deep breath, “After 20 yrs you really don’t want a life with me” she managed to speak slightly above a whisper. She had been his rock, put his needs first, never said no to his frivolous spending, and had loved him enough for the both of them; yet in the small bedroom in their city apartment he stood with divorce papers in hand. She hadn’t been naive about the rough patch that they were navigating, but they had always worked past because Rebecca had always put her husband 1st. “Rebecca I don’t love you and no level of your love is going to undo these divorce papers. I can’t even stand to be in this room with you, but I want to be on a united front when we tell the kids.”

Even though this longing keeps coming to say hello, I still hope to be able to let go of this longing. With you I know, that happy turns out to be as simple as this Aahhh... This warm spring restores me to memories of three years ago. It's been that long but it still sticks in my mind. A sweet girl with a brown hair and hazel eyes haunted my mind. I don't know what magic she did to me cause I can't stop thinking about her. Not to least how long I sat in the Moidef cafe, next to the table on it there were three empty cups that were then filled with coffee in this morning. If she is here, surely she will scold me. I smile considering that. I didn't want to be dissolved in the thoughts, I immediately saw the watch in my hand that had shown a figure of three. Ah... three hours in the spring. Triple hour. I and her. In the spring. Unseen my memory back at the backlash of the past. 15th of December, 2017 ' Let's increase the speed...!' She shouted.

"What the hell? How can you say something so cheap ?" Samar said in rage. "I can because I know he can do it." Tanishka said, smirking. Dhruv went away from there without saying anything leaving Dhruti numb . ___________________ Dhruv Kapoor is a hot and handsome bachelor with a successful career . Everything looks perfect in his life. But the thing which looks perfect....is actually always perfect or.................? Here is the story of Dhruv . How he survived despite the negativity around him. When he prepared himself to live his life as it is without any change.....a sudden breeze comes in his life which changes his life permanently. Welcome to his journey. _______________________ Hello Lovely People...I am starting my journey as a writer. It is my first story. I will try my best to give you a good story. I really hope you guys like my story . I need love and wishes from you guys . This will encourage me a lot . Stay safe and healthy. Thank you and Enjoy.

My mother sent me to Chicago to marry Marco Ricci. A power move. One meant to cement our family’s control of the city. After all, my grandfather was the one who put the Riccis on the map. They owed us. They were supposed to treat me like royalty. I went to the fanciest jeweler in Chicago to buy my fiancé a gift. But some broad snatched it right from me. Before I could move, the store manager was fawning all over her. “Miss Bianca! A gift from Mr. Ricci? It’s perfect on you!” Marco? My fiancé? So this was his whore. She slid the sapphire ring onto her finger and shot me a look of disgust. “Who the hell do you think you are, bitch? Trying to take what’s mine?” I didn't even look at her. I just called Marco. "Your whore has something of mine. You have three minutes. Get down to the jeweler and handle her."

A bankrupt aristocratic family that only has a name on a paper residency document. Suddenly surprised by the arrival of a letter of application from the capital city. An application that came from a large, highly respected family. From the start it seemed strange but in the end they could no longer avoid it, with great compulsion the only daughter of the family had to go along with the envoy sent to pick her up for her future husband's castle. The proposal that was initially thought to be a blessing turned out to be a disaster, a family that, even though they live in poverty, enjoys everything with a smile. When they know the fate of the girl who was picked up for marriage ends in misfortune. A family that has always enjoyed life is torn apart by the pseudo-happiness of a suspicious proposal. Hello to the readers, if you really like this story please click L*O*V*E, like, give me five star, and to add this story to your heirloom list, don't forget to give me more gem. I have one more story A GIRL FOR THE BEASTS come and see it maybe you will like it. Thankyou

Eu fui forçada a trocar meu coração com o primeiro amor do meu marido. Depois disso, morri no corredor do hospital particular que ele mesmo criou. Antes de eu morrer, meu filho de seis anos, Otávio Júnior, chorou e implorou a pai dele três vezes. Na primeira vez, Otávio segurou a mão daquele homem e disse que eu estava vomitando sangue. Ele riu com desprezo: — Dessa vez ela finalmente aprendeu algo, até ensinou você a mentir. Em seguida, ele mandou os seguranças expulsarem Otávio do quarto. Na segunda vez, Otávio agarrou a manga de sua camisa e disse que eu estava delirando de dor. Ele franziu a testa: — É só uma troca de coração. Os médicos já disseram que ela não vai morrer. Mais uma vez, os seguranças puxaram Otávio para fora. Na terceira vez, Otávio se jogou no chão, segurou firme a barra da calça dele e chorou dizendo que eu já estava inconsciente. Dessa vez, ele perdeu a paciência. Ele agarrou Otávio pelo pescoço e o jogou para fora do quarto: — Eu já disse que Heloísa Dias não vai morrer. Se você vier aqui incomodar o descanso da Bianca Nunes de novo, eu juro que vou expulsar vocês dois deste hospital. Desesperado para me salvar, Otávio penhorou seu escapulário, algo que ele considerava um tesouro, para uma enfermeira: — Tia, eu não quero viver cem anos. Só quero que minha mamãe continue viva. A enfermeira aceitou o escapulário e se preparou para me transferir para o último quarto disponível. Mas o primeiro amor do meu marido, Bianca, bloqueou a porta com seu cachorro no colo e disse: — Sinto muito, garotinho. Seu pai está preocupado que eu me sinta sozinha sem o meu cachorro. Este quarto foi reservado para meu cachorro.

Ten years ago, I ditched a high-paying job for my family. A decade later, they asked for my kidney—supposedly for my daughter, Talia. Turns out, the real patient was Hudson's first love's son. They didn't even fake remorse. Hudson sneered, convinced I couldn't survive without him. Talia called me old and fat, acting like I should be grateful to help Bianca's kid. A whole decade of sacrifice, and what did I get? No love. No thanks. Just entitlement. To them, I was nothing but a free, disposable maid. So I walked. No regrets. I rebuilt my life, found a job, and never looked back. Then reality smacked them. Hudson and Talia finally realized everything I'd done. They begged me to come back—but my heart was already stone-cold. In the end, I left the country, threw myself into work, and finally learned what it meant to live.

"Andai aku bisa meminta. Aku lebih memilih untuk tidak dilahirkan saja ke dunia ini!" Sepenggal kalimat di atas cukup mewakili hati dan fikiran seoran gadis cantik bernama Kiranna Addifa sebagai bentuk protes dirinya terhadap kehidupan. Kiranna seorang gadis berusia 21 tahun yang memiliki trauma masa lalu akibat kerap mendapat siksaan fisik dan psikis terutama dari sang ayah. Bahkan sang ayah yang tengah mabuk tega hendak menjamah Kiranna meskipun gagal karena diselamatkan adiknya yang bernama Tiana. Beruntung Kiranna memiliki seorang kekasih yang penyabar dan selalu membantu Kiranna untuk bisa mengendalikan emosinya. Dia adalah Shirojuddin Al-Abas. Seorang pemuda jenius yang memiliki basic ilmu agama yang sangat baik. Kepribadian ganda yang diidap Kiranna akan muncul ketika dirinya tertekan, sedih atau terkejut. Namun mereka harus terpisah karena Shiroj mendapat beasiswa kuliah ke timur tengah. Bagaimana perjalanan Kiranna selama dia berpisah dari sang kekasih? Mampukah Kiranna mengendalikan ALTER EGO-nya? Akankah Kiranna bisa bersatu dengan Shiroj ketika Shiroj kembali ke tanah air? Ikuti kisahnya hanya di ALTER EGO (Multyple Personality Syndrome) by Alana_4444

“Five hundred thousand!'' ''One million!'' “Five million!” Hearing these men call these prices while the strange man twirled me, I could not help but feel disgusted. While I stood there, these men placing prices on me, I started to feel something. My wolf started to pick a scent, and next thing I knew, she called, ''mate''. ''Well, hello, mate.'' I clenched my fists as I turned, slowly, and turning to see who'd called me mate, I staggered at the sight of who it was. Alpha Alexander Ferrari, the most ruthless Alpha of all time. Before I could even make anything out of what was happening, he called, “Fifty million.” Hearing this, my legs almost gave way. . "I did not buy you so I could claim you, Amelia." He told me, and I stared at him, confused. "So, why did you buy me?" "So that you can bear me a child, the normal way…. WITH US MAKING LOVE.” WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.

Putri sulung Duke Yoargi, Qilistaria La Yoargi, yang memiliki penampilan terkutuk ini, … begitu dibenci oleh semua orang. Mereka mengejeknya, mereka menghinanya, mereka merendahkannya, dan mereka pula tak menginginkannya. Qilistaria benar-benar tak disukai, apalagi diterima. Terutama, selepas sang Duke Yoargi, ayahnya, mengadakan sebuah sayembara untuk membiarkan orang membawanya pergi dari kediamannya tersebut, sebagai apa pun yang dikehendaki, … semacam istri, selir, budak, atau bahkan sekadar perempuan rendahan pemuas nafsu. Akan tetapi, pertanyaannya, … apakah ada, yang akan mau menerima monster seperti Qilistaria? Semuanya berpikir, bahwa orang gila sekali pun, … tak akan pernah mau mendekati sang putri terkutuk tersebut. Apalagi ini, sampai mau menjadikan perempuan mengerikan sepertinya sebagai seorang istri. Namun, …. ————— "Istri, apakah kamu tahu? Cinta sejati yang selama ini kamu cari-cari itu, bukanlah cinta dari sepasang kekasih yang saling mencintai apa adanya, … bukan pula cinta sepasang kekasih yang tak memandang ras, agama, suku, beserta status." "Kalau begitu, apa cinta sejati yang selama ini kucari sampai kelelahan ini, Suamiku?" "Nah, soal itu, … cinta sejati itu adalah, …." —————