Books On Being Rich

Khusus Dewasa! (21+) “Stop, Max! Berhenti! Seharusnya Chris yang menemaniku untuk makan malam!” “Kenapa menunggu seseorang yang bahkan tak mau datang, hm?” Suara Max berat dan rendah, membuat dada Laura bergetar. *** Berawal dari sebuah surat yang berisi ajakan makan malam di sebuah hotel, Laura mengira jika surat tersebut ditulis oleh Chris—suaminya untuk merayakan ulang tahun pernikahan mereka yang ketiga. Ternyata ia salah. Wanita itu berakhir tidur satu ranjang dengan Max—CEO Holligan Grup. Di saat hubungannya dengan Max semakin rumit, Laura harus menghadapi kenyataan bahwa suaminya lebih dulu selingkuh dengan seseorang yang ia kenal. Akankah Laura terus bertahan demi rumah tangganya? Atau ia memilih mengakhiri semuanya dan mencari kebahagiaan di tempat lain?

Miles Clark has forgotten everything about his past. His dreams of a half-frozen woman guarded by a white wolf deep in a forest may be clue to reclaiming his memories, but each night she and her familiar appear more fragile and weak. He knows he must light the fire to save them both and to reclaim his memories.

Brenda thought her life was perfect, but her love story did not end up the way she wanted to. Her turned into a nightmare when her lover, Pablo, had an affair with a younger woman because she cannot conceive a child.

My husband, Theodore, was about to take his childhood sweetheart, Rosalie, around the world in a hot-air balloon when I was kidnapped by his enemy. They were about to throw me into a snake pit. I gave up asking Theodore for help and called my father-in-law instead. In my previous life, I begged Theodore to save me, even kneeling in front of the phone camera. Hence, he abandoned the hot-air balloon ride with Rosalie and rushed to negotiate with the kidnapper. Rosalie was all alone and angry. She took another hot-air balloon, but it exploded mid-way, causing her to die on the spot without even leaving behind an intact corpse. Hearing the bad news, Theodore showed a rare calm expression. He seemed to forget about Rosalie's existence and took me on a trip around the world. As we were sailing in Norwol, he suddenly pushed me into the sea. "I should never have saved you. Snake pit? Kidnapper? How could they have had the courage to push you into it? I should've never saved you if I knew it'd kill Rosalie. You should go to hell sooner!" When I opened my eyes again, I had come back to the day I was kidnapped. This time, I chose not to call for help. Humble love would only leave you bruised and battered.

Pinagtagpo ng tadhana ang dalawang taong magkaiba ng estado sa buhay. Ngunit ang tadhana rin ba ang gagawa ng paraan upang sila'y maghiwalay? Sila ba'y mananatili sa isa't isa? O, mas pipiliing lumayo para sa ikatatahimik ng kanilang mga puso? Will they still hold on to each other, or. . . move on?

"Kamu sudah ga punya dua keistimewaan sebagai wanita! Kamu pikir aku dan keluargaku gila mau menjadikanmu istriku, hmm?" Jika Aida Tazkia bukan anak orang kaya, dirinya juga tak memiliki bentuk tubuh yang sesuai dengan kriteria Reiko Byakta Adiwijaya, apalagi keluarga Reiko juga bukan orang gila yang mau menjadikannya istri Reiko, lalu kenapa pria itu tetap menikahinya? Banyak pertanyaan di benak aida tentang rahasia Reiko Ada juga ketakutan yang hinggap dalam benaknya tentang biduk rumah tangga yang akan dijalaninya. Akankah Aida bisa lepas dari belenggu keluarga Adiwijaya? Akankah dia menemukan kebahagiaan dan cinta dalam hidupnya? Dapatkah seorang survivor kanker merasakan kebahagiaan dengan pasangannya seperti wanita normal? Ikuti kelanjutan kisahnya dalam novel romance: Istri yang Tak Sempurna info lengkap ig @ri.chi_rich

-Who are you?" Finally, he stopped the silence. His words were strong, angry, and loud. "-What?" I felt so confused still couldn’t let my eyes from his new look. And his actions of killing without any emotions made my voice trembling. "-I...TOLD...YOU...WHO... THE FUCK... ARE... YOU...?" With stiff teeth he seemed to lose his patience, slowly and frighteningly, he asked, no, ordered to me, without lifting his eyes from me, with every word he took a step closer to me until I could smell the sweat, dirt smell of his ammunition from him. His hard chest-like rock was so close that it barely touched my body. I was shivering he was so scary and I still wanted him badly. "-Are you joking with me? How to understand, who am I?" I whispered... I stopped our deep gaze, even though it wasn't easy. -"What's happening here? Where are we? Why are you...." I couldn't finish one of my hundreds of questions when my husband turned his eyes away from me to his men. -"Take that strange ‘pause from his lips, his eyes traveled from the top of my head to my legs" bitch, to the cell, that little mouth soon will be open for me. And she will talk as well too."

On Benedict Bradford’s birthday, he posted a link on social media with a taunting offer: [$1.99 buys you a prank—target: Sansa Stormcloud.] So when I arrived at his party, the guests drenched me in water, hurled glasses, smashed cake in my face, and shoved me down the stairs. Benedict sneered as he stood over me, arm slung around Lina Kipling. “You think you’re fit to marry into the Bradfords? Pathetic. “You’re not even in Lina’s league. You’re worth nothing more than a couple of dollars!” I picked myself up, dusted off my dress, and handed him an invitation. “You know, Benedict, the Bradfords have another heir. “And shortly afterwards, you’ll address me respectfully as your sister-in-law.”

To my parents, I was their obedient and kind daughter. To my students, I was their gentle and understanding piano teacher. To my audience, I was the star performer at the cabaret. Of all these different identities, my favorite was by far the last. I enjoyed the hungry gazes that fell on me, searing my skin like flames. I enjoyed the juxtaposition between my different identities, never tired of playing different roles. In a sense, I was born to act, and I was passionately devoted to each of my identities. So, won't you come watch me dance?