Classroom Of The Elite Vol 7

I made the decision to break up with Layla Freeman as I opened my eyes once more. She wanted to take Charles Jones and his son home so she could take care of them, so I would logically leave. I had a lot of arguments with Layla in my former life because of Charles and his son. She paid for Charles’ son’s wedding using the money I had saved for my retirement. Ultimately, the bitter cold killed me in the winter. When Layla found out about that, she was not filled with sadness. Rather, she accused me of dying on her godson’s wedding day. I would leave her and not have anything to do with her in this life.

When Edie Marshall meets a mysterious - and drop-dead gorgeous - man in the woods just outside her small town, she has no idea who he is or where he’s come from.She has no idea why she has such an instant, intense connection with this dangerous-looking man, with his arms full of tattoos and his deep, velvety voice.She has no idea why she trusts him enough to tell him things she’s never told anyone else.And she definitely has no idea that their brief, passionate encounter will lead to her getting pregnant.It’s only then that she learns her “mystery man” from the woods is actually Rafe Fontaine - celebrity, Hollywood royalty, and notorious womanizer.Can she trust her heart - and her baby - to Hollywood’s wildest bad boy?Due to explicit scenes, this steamy romance is rated 18+.The Mystery of You is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Lucy yang kini berusia 7 tahun hidup berdua dengan Esmelth miliknya. Mereka berdua tinggal di pinggir Hutan Lugia agar jauh dari pusat keramaian. Lucien benar-benar tidak ingin Lucy terluka karena ulah manusia lainnya.Lucien terlihat memang memanjakan Lucy, tetapi semua itu memanglah keinginannya. Memanjakan masternya sendiri bukanlah hal sulit untuknya, terlebih lagi kini ia akhirnya memiliki master meski seorang anak kecil yang tidak bisa memakai sihir, tetapi diberkahi mana yang berlimpah.

Dua belas tahun lalu, Airi memutuskan untuk memulai hidup baru di New York. Keputusan itu bukanlah tanpa alasan. Airi ingin melarikan diri dari Kei Hasegawa dan keluarganya. Dia tidak ingin terlibat dengan kerumitan hidup seorang elite keluarga Hasegawa. Terlebih, dia juga tidak ingin keluarga Hasegawa tahu tentang keberadaan bayi yang dikandungnya. Selama di New York, Airi telah menyembuhkan dirinya dari luka yang ditorehkan sang pria. Hingga dia harus kembali ke Tokyo karena suatu alasan. Dan Tokyo berarti ... Hasegawa. Bagaimana Airi kembali menghadapinya?

“As a financial forensic, I'm trained to uncover traces of fraud in numbers. But nothing prepared me for discovering my own husband's secret accounts... and the bodies buried beneath his transactions.” In the heart of glittering Amsterdam, where ancient canals hold modern secrets, Sofia Van Der Meer is a renowned relationship therapist who seems to have it all: a successful practice, a beautiful canal house, and a perfect marriage to hedge fund manager Marcus Dekker. But behind the glitter of their elite Dutch society life lies an intricate tangle of lies that threatens to destroy everything they've built. When Marcus' dangerous secret is revealed, Sofia is drawn into a dangerous game of passion and revenge with charismatic psychiatrist Dr. Julian Reeves. As the line between professional ethics and primal desire begins to blur, Sofia must confront a dark truth: sometimes those who heal others bear the deepest wounds.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below filled with ivory remains. With determination etched on his face, he proclaimed, "The debt owed shall be repaid in blood!"

Every Christmas Eve, the heir of the Marco mafia family—Adrian Marco, must follow the family tradition: Draw a name to decide whether he’s allowed to marry me. Because I, Irene Cast, am not mafia-born. Unless he draws the slip with my name on it, he can’t take me as his wife. For four years, Adrian has drawn four times. And not once did he draw my name. I always thought he fought with his family because of me— that he was willing to risk losing his position as the Don, just to choose me. Every time he failed, he held me so tightly and whispered, “It’s okay. There’s always next year.” And I loved him so much it hurt. Hurt enough that I was willing to wait, year after year. This year, I told myself: If he still doesn’t draw my name… I’ll secretly switch the result. I sneaked to the door of Adrian’s study, and heard his younger brother ask: “Don… every year you do draw Irene's name. Why do you pretend you didn’t? Is it because you still can’t let Sera go?” But he simply said, in a flat voice, “Sera needs me for something urgent. Do what you always do: swap Irene’s name for a blank one.” He walked out without looking back. Instead of swapping, he tossed the blank slip into the trash, left the one with my name on the table, and hurried after Adrian. I went inside, picked up the blank slip from the trash, and replaced the one with my name. Watching my own name fall into the garbage. Adrian…I don’t want to wait and marry you anymore. I’ll grant you your choice.

Married for five years, Lorenzo, the underboss of the Moretti family, had never been without a woman. He found my “noble lady” posture stiff and vanilla. Dancers from Trinacria, headliners from the city’s nightclubs, his rotating stream of mistresses could fill the entire estate. Yet whenever I was displeased, whether it was throwing drinks or kicking someone out, Lorenzo never intervened. He’d only lit his cigar with casual amusement and said, “Relax. It’s just fun. No one can touch your position.” Then a clumsy, naive maid appeared. Unlike the others, she wasn’t flashy. However, when Lorenzo returned, bloodied, she’d hand him a cup of warm tea, her eyes red-rimmed. She watched him with pure admiration while he handled the family business. Lorenzo said the estate felt cold and lifeless except for her. He said only when she panicked did he feel like a hero being needed, rather than just a husband in a political marriage. Until she accidentally broke an antique vase left by my mother… Before I could react, Lorenzo stepped in and shielded her trembling form, glaring at me as if I were the enemy. “What’s wrong with you? If you’re crazy, go see a shrink. Don’t scare her like a rabid dog!” Watching his careful, protective expression, I smiled. I guess it was time for the Moretti family underboss to be replaced.

I had been secretly in love with my childhood friend for nine long years. When we finally got married, my family and friends thought I was the happiest person in the world. After I became pregnant, he used the excuse of "helping an old classmate" and invited the most beautiful girl from our class into our home. During the worst of my pregnancy, when nausea and exhaustion hit hardest, he took her to the hospital, made crafts with her, and watched sunsets with her. He even had the guts to accuse me of being small-minded and petty and acting like a bitter, jealous wife. Only then did I realize that it was just my foolish fantasy that I lived my dream of marrying my childhood sweetheart and had a happy life. I let go of the love I had for him and of the future I thought we would share. Now, however, he was the one who regretted it.

Born of Magic. Marked by Darkness. Bound for a Fate No One Understands. Elarion Valtor is no ordinary student. Raised in the Tower by the most powerful mage of the Human Kingdom, he carries within him a forbidden sigil—an ancient mark that whispers in his mind and glows with power he barely understands. When he's forced to attend the Kingdom’s most prestigious magic academy, he enters a world of politics, legacy, and hidden daggers behind noble smiles. The royal heirs are watching. The professors are testing. And something buried deep within the academy begins to stir when Elarion walks through its halls. Whispers of an ancient prophecy resurface. A statue cracks. A crystal shatters. As the line between destiny and manipulation blurs, Elarion must decide: will he forge his own path—or become the weapon they fear he already is?