Clouds Cafe

“Poor Alondra, finally falling for someone, yet, he is the one she cannot have.’’ ** “Can a heart be broken when it’s already stopped beating?’’ Seraphina asked, while she stared at the moonlight. “I suppose not.” “Then strive to be so, Alondra. Your love for the Alpha tears you apart. What happens when you finally see him mate with another? Will you break? Or will you finally stop holding your breath…” *************** Raised in a classic Cinderella story, everyone believed Alondra Greene was cursed. With a stepmother who hated her and two step sisters who mistreated her, she couldn’t have it any worse. However, having fallen in love with the only good thing in her life, her best friends, and soon to be Alpha, Weston Pierce, she is just unsure of everything. What happens when Weston is to assume the new role of Alpha and the responsibilities that come with it? Can Alondra caution the fall that comes with being abandoned by him and having to bottle her feelings for him? Does the Alpha feel the same, or is all this just some hopeless story where Cinderella loved the wrong prince?

One year had gone by since my husband got married to me. I went back to the company for a celebration party. I'd just taken my seat when a woman with a Cartier ring around her finger splashed a glass of red wine in my face. "That's the chairman's seat, you slut! Who are you? How dare you take his seat!" The guests surrounded me and grabbed my hands and feet. Someone even kicked me down to the ground. I held my fury back. "I'm the chairman's wife! Matthew Grayson is my husband!" The woman yanked my hair and sneered at me. "So, you're the bitch he's forced to marry. He's already generous enough, letting you marry him. You live on his money, and now you're trying to steal his place and be the boss. I know sluts like you know no shame! Guards, throw her out!" I laughed mirthlessly. The man who leeched off me thought he could call the shots now. Still, I kept my fury in check and called his number. "Hello, Matthew. Did you tell everyone I lived on your money and that you're the boss of the company?"

Whenever Rachel Cooper loses it, I know I'm about to get divorced again. I close my eyes. "We are divorcing for the ninth time." Marcus Miller massages his temples and says regretfully, "Vivian, Barry died all of a sudden, leaving his wife and her unborn baby behind. I can't ignore them. Relax. Once the baby's born, we'll remarry. We won't separate ever again!" I remain silent. I already heard this promise eight times before. Barry Miller's sudden death is the reason for Rachel's breakdown. It also caused Marcus and me to divorce for the first time. Back then, Rachel was already pregnant, prompting Marcus to divorce me. He will remarry me once he has comforted her. Over the past nine months, we have married and divorced eight times. Everyone mocks me by calling me the Eight-Ring Wonder. I also find it ridiculous. After I accept the divorce certificate, one of the court staff secretly asks me, "When are you getting married again?" I answer calmly, "There's no next time."

After seven years of bloodbath, the most decorated soldier returns to the capital.“Whatever was taken from me, I will take back a thousand fold!”

“Honey, let’s make a baby together so that you won’t leave me.” I resisted, but my husband ignored it and forced himself onto me. After that, I did it with him 520 times, each time a nightmare for me. Even when he was on business trips, he had to monitor my every move via video, terrified that I would run away. However, one day, I received an invitation to an art exhibition. The intimate gestures between my husband and me had been turned into works of art, filling the entire gallery. My husband held a young female intern by the waist, his gaze sweeping over me with indifference. “Two years ago, you insisted on going against Tiara over an art collectible and suppressed her during the auction, spending lavishly just to humiliate her.” “Now there are 520 art pieces here, an exhibition showcasing your disgrace. If you don’t want them falling into someone else’s hands, you’ll need to bid on them one by one.”

Due to one phone call, Carl Lorde left me behind in a deserted area on the highway, even though I had been pregnant for four months. I walked to a rest area to ask for help, but in the end, I was unable to keep the baby. I broke down and called Carl, but he kept rejecting my calls. The next day, his childhood friend posted an intimate photo of them lying side by side in bed, with a caption. [With just one call, you’d come over to my side no matter what.] Everyone was waiting for me, Carl’s girlfriend, to make a joke of myself. However, I just wiped away my tears, liked the post, and commented, [Congratulations, you two are a match made in the trash dump. I hope you rot in hell together.]

On the first day I take my daughter, Layla Gibson, to an elite kindergarten, I'm told that Layla hasn't been admitted to the kindergarten at all. I call my husband, Maverick Gibson, on the spot. After all, he's the one in charge of enrolling Layla in the kindergarten. How is it possible for her to not fit the criteria to be accepted into the kindergarten? In an upset tone, Maverick tells me that the kindergarten has gotten it wrong. "I'm sorry, darling. Our company's assets have yet to reach the minimum requirement that's needed for the kindergarten to accept Layla as a student. "I was worried that you'd be saddened when you found out about this, so I didn't say anything about this. This is my fault for not working hard enough. Because of me, Layla lost to her peers in terms of education." After ending the call, I call my dad, who's actually a board member of the kindergarten. At the same time, I have my lawyer draft a divorce agreement. I'm interested to see which bastard child has taken Layla's spot, which has already been reserved by my dad a long time ago.

The night before the design competition, my husband took my design draft, promising to secure a patent to protect my work. In the intense competition, my work stood out and won first place. During the award ceremony, I walked on stage wearing the necklace that my daughter and I had made together. Suddenly, my seven-year-old daughter rushed up to the stage, screaming, "Mom, how could you steal Veronica's necklace? That's horrible and embarrassing. Just come down and go home with me."

เฟิงหลี่เฉียงเป็นเด็กน้อยที่อาศัยอยู่กับแม่และน้องสาว เขาต่อสู้ชีวิตมาตั้งแต่เด็ก จนได้พบกับต้วนเจี่ยซิน อาจารย์ของเขาที่เป็นอดีตหมอหลวง และเส้นทางการเป็นขุนนางของเขา ก็เริ่มต้นขึ้น เฟิงหลี่เฉียงได้พบกับอาจารย์ที่มีความรู้ความสามารถหลากหลาย ทำให้เขาเก่งทั้งบู๊และบุ๋น และสอบเป็นจอหงวนอันดับหนึ่งในรัชสมัยของฮ่องเต้หย่งเล่อ ที่มีชื่อเสียงโด่งดังแห่งราชวงศ์หมิงตอนต้นได้ ชีวิตของเขาขึ้นลงมาตลอด ทั้งถูกกลั่นแกล้งเพราะเป็นคนเฉลียวฉลาดและยึดมั่นอุดมการณ์ จนถูกสั่งย้ายให้ไปทำงานตามหน่วยงานต่างๆ เขาต้องทำหน้าที่ในการสืบสวนคดีและตรวจสอบการทุจริตจนเกือบเอาชีวิตไม่รอด และถูกย้ายไปอยู่ชายแดนตะวันตกเฉียงเหนือ ที่แห้งแล้งและอันตราย เขาต้องต่อสู้กับเครือข่ายการทุจริตและการบุกรุกของมองโกล แต่ก็ใช้ความสามารถในการสู้รบและการทำนายสภาพดินฟ้าอากาศจนเอาชนะกองทัพมองโกลได้ เฟิงหลี่เฉียงยังพบกับบุคคลสำคัญ ทั้งขันทีที่มีอิทธิพลสูง แม่ทัพชายแดนที่มีความดุดัน องครักษ์เสื้อแพรจินอวี่เว่ย นักปราชญ์ ข้าราชการ และขุนนางที่ทั้งเป็นมิตรและศัตรู รวมไปถึงฮ่องเต้หย่งเล่อและเชื้อพระวงศ์ที่ให้คุณและโทษกับเขาได้ เส้นทางการเป็นขุนนางของเขาไม่เคยราบรื่น แต่เฟิงหลี่เฉียงก็ไม่เคยย่อท้อ เพราะมีอุดมการณ์ที่ยึดมั่นตั้งแต่เด็ก เขาจึงได้เป็นอัครเสนาบดีแห่งต้าหมิง ที่มีอิทธิพลสูงในราชสำนักในท้ายที่สุด

Kylie Cooper was Jonathan Sinclair's lover for three years. After they broke up, she became his executive assistant. Jonathan treated her coldly and mocked her with sarcasm. Kylie said, "You used me as a stand-in before. Now that she's back, please let me go." However, Jonathan was confused. "A stand-in? I've only ever loved you..."