Novel & Cerita Eight Years

TangShi is a girl without much luck in the world. Despised by her father after her mother died giving birth to her, she has grown up in a cold and unloving environment and hated by her stepmother. Blamed for things she could never control and treated as an outcast by her own blood. Forced to come home after finally escaping to school on a self achieved scholarship abroad, she is promised to the son of the Leng family. To create a beneficial business alliance to further her own father's greed in the corporate world. Only YuZhi Leng is as unwilling as she is, with a girlfriend already in place that he adores and no desire to honor the contract put in place - to produce an heir in the first year of marriage and solidify the two families union. TangShi must bear living as a third wheel in this unwanted life and accept or be thrown aside by her family. Until upon meeting, she realizes that YuZhi may not be the stranger to her she thought he was and recognizes him on sight. Could he be the man she met eight years ago at a masked ball, who swept her off her feet and made her feel alive, and yet left her heartbroken that fateful night? A rollercoaster of a marriage is about to be embarked upon.

My name is Estelle Langdon. My boyfriend, Nathan Schumer, doesn't love me. But good thing he's poor. One kiss costs 30,000 dollars, and one night of intimacy costs 100,000 dollars. Just as I am about to spend another two million dollars to renew our relationship for another year, the housekeeper's daughter, Sherry Tate, suddenly runs over in tears. At the same moment, I hear the voice of a child coming from her belly. "Mom, don't be scared. Dad is about to be reborn right now! "If it hadn't been for this nasty woman forcing Dad to stay with her money, how could you have missed out on each other for eight years? Only after Dad kills her do you finally reunite! "Luckily, everything started over. As long as Dad uses the two million dollars to buy Burkcoin, we can pay off Grandpa's gambling debts and Grandma's medical bills." I glance at Nathan, who suddenly carries himself with a cold and noble composure. Then, I quietly withdraw the black card I was holding out. Burkcoin, huh? This once-in-a-lifetime fortune will be mine.

According to company policy, anyone who achieves the feat of being the top salesperson for three years in a row will receive a thousand-square-foot apartment as a bonus. To achieve this goal, I work day and night, chasing every order I can find. But once I finally meet the criteria, I'm told that the policy has been abolished. Saul Hurst, my direct superior, brushes me off with a bonus of 500 dollars instead. Smirking at me, he says, "Being good at sales is all well and good, but you still need to improve your understanding of the company's rules and values. "Young people need to stay humble and know their place. Don't keep trying to show off. It isn't good to constantly hog the spotlight." I don't lose my temper. Instead, I manage to stay unusually calm as I took the "massive bonus" I got in exchange for three years of hard work. Two days later, our company headquarters conducts its annual sales evaluation. When one of our clients offers me a sales deal worth eight million dollars, I turn it down on the spot. After all, I believe that part of what it means to be professional is to do as my superior says. Since I'm supposed to stay humble and know my place, I've chosen to keep a low profile and not do anything that puts me under the spotlight. Besides, even if our branch fails to meet the total sales target, I'm not the one who's going to be held accountable for that.

For eight years, I stayed by John Harlem's side, even without a title. I was there when he recovered and rose from his wheelchair, and I was there when he clawed his way out of depression. I thought that one day, if I endured long enough, he would see my sincerity and affection for him. And we might end up together. But when his first love returned to the country, all my hopes turned into delusions. He told me to put away feelings I should never have had and remain by his side as nothing more than his "sister". For her, he deceived me, humiliated me, and pushed me away. What he never knew was that in helping him heal, I had absorbed far too much of his darkness. The very day he stopped taking his medication, I was diagnosed with severe depression. In order to save myself, I chose to let him go… and married his uncle instead. But at my wedding, he set aside his pride and dignity, dropped to his knees before everyone, and begged me for nothing more than a single glance.

By my third month on the job, I discovered that my coworkers had been calling me "the old crow" behind my back. The nickname came from none other than Jace's condescending secretary—because at 32, I was still clutching onto an eight-year relationship that hadn't ended in marriage. I confronted Jace. "Do you know your employees have been calling me the old crow?" He didn't even bother to look up. "That's just Sadie—she speaks her mind and means no harm. You're 32; why get so worked up over what a young girl says?" Then he gave me a faint, mocking smile. "Though honestly, it's a pretty fitting nickname." It felt like a cold hand had wrapped around my heart. So that was it—eight years of my youth, nothing more than a joke to him. I turned and walked away, handed in my resignation, and blocked every way he could reach me. But for the first time, the man who had always seemed so calm and untouchable finally panicked. "Elara," he pleaded, "please come back."

Anna is not your ordinary werewolf. At just eight years old, she was stolen from her pack and thrown into a world built on pain. Years passed in silence and captivity, her voice lost to the horrors she survived. Chains dug into her skin, and cruelty became her reality. She hasn’t spoken in nine years, not because she forgot how, but because no one ever made her feel safe enough to try. Then everything changes. One violent, chaotic night gives her the chance to run. She escapes, breathless and broken, thinking freedom is finally within reach. But before she can disappear into the unknown, fate places another obstacle in her path. A group of wolves. Strangers. Dangerous. And standing at the center is a man unlike any she’s ever seen. Festar. The Alpha. Powerful, ruthless, magnetic. And for some reason, he’s looking at her like she belongs to him. He claims her as his mate, and just like that, her freedom feels like it’s slipping through her fingers all over again. But there’s something different about this prison. Festar doesn’t hurt her. He doesn’t threaten her. He watches her, protects her, and speaks to her like she matters. Anna wants to run, but her body won’t move. She wants to fight the pull, but it only grows stronger. She doesn’t trust him, not yet, but when he touches her, she forgets how to breathe. And when he looks into her eyes, she feels something she’s never known. Safe. She may not speak, but her silence says everything. This Alpha has claimed her. And whether she’s ready or not, Anna’s story is just beginning.

Eight years ago, Alpha Sebastian Carter betrayed her. While she was pregnant with his pups, he exiled her to fulfil his mate’s evil wish. Jasmine had nowhere to go for years. From the gutters, she began to rise to fame with her triplets and her second chance love, Asher, at her side. But what happens when Sebastian comes back with a ring he vows to put on her finger? He still believes that Jasmine will always be his to possess. ~ “Do you think of me when he touches you, Jasmine?” his voice in her ear cut deep. She’s broken, shattered to pieces because of this man, yet he didn’t stop. “Move, Sebastian,” she begged, trapped in between him and the store room’s wall. “Wrong answer.” She tried to shove him, but he held her hands captive above her head. “I know your body remembers me.” “Shut up!” “My kisses are what you dream of every night,” he growled, and her thighs clenched. This was wrong. It was forbidden. He’s a mated wolf, and she’d moved on from the past. Right?…

His hand shot out, gripping her chin tighter, forcing her to meet his eyes “listen carefully and make sure this words stick in your head” “You belong to me, I own you. No matter how far you run.. i will find you and then the next time you try to escape, I will make sure you are in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Do you understand?” Rosa’s body shook as his words sank in, each one a cold sharp blade, she nodded unable to form words. ******* Sold to Italy's most feared mafia don to repay her father's debt, Rosa's life becomes a prison. Her only way out? Escape - even if it means running while eight months pregnant. But one wrong move leads to betrayal, a bullet, and her disappearance. Years later, Rosa reemerges as Jia - a new name, a new life, a loving husband, and twin children. She's finally free... or so she thinks. When fate brings her face to face with Silvio, the man she fled, Jia must hide the truth at all costs. But with each encounter, danger grows and so does a forbidden attraction

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.

Amber Walker and her older brother, Jake , have an abusive father. One night her brother's bestfriend , Liam , sees her crying and climbs through her bedroom window to comfort her. That one action Sparks a love/hate relationship that spans for over eight years. What happens when Amber starting viewing Liam in a different way? What happens when her brother Jake , doesn't want whatever it is to hold on between them? Find out in the Darkest Night