Entertaining The Reader With French Toast

Our third wedding anniversary was coming up, but my wife, a programmer at a major tech company, suddenly claimed she had to work overtime to meet deadlines. She said she couldn't go on the trip we'd planned. That very afternoon, however, her intern posted a video on social media. My wife—the same woman who normally wouldn't even open a door for fear of chipping her manicure—was holding a screwdriver, repairing an old flip phone. The caption read: [Having a programmer wife is the best. Even when Grandma's phone breaks, we don't need to pay for repairs.] I chuckled, liked the post, and commented: [Right up her alley.] Within minutes, the company group chat exploded. There were over ninety-nine unread messages speculating on when I'd finally snap. Not long after, my wife called. Her voice was ice-cold. "What was that comment supposed to mean? How is Shawn supposed to face anyone at work now? "His grandma's phone broke, so I fixed it. What's the problem? Your parents have always spoiled you. You can't possibly understand real hardship. "Delete the comment. I'll make it up to you over the New Year; we can take that trip then." The New Year? I'd already waited through two other major public holidays. I'd even taken special leave for this trip, and she still bailed. Now she was dangling empty promises again? I hung up on her. My leave ended around the same time as our divorce cooling-off period.

My husband only lasts a minute each time. As a mature woman in my thirties, I often find myself lying awake at night, feeling like something is missing from my life. That is, until I met a rugged, muscular mechanic while getting my car repaired. Watching his strong muscles flex beneath his tank top awakened a desire I hadn’t felt in a long time. Our brief, intense encounter left me overwhelmed with emotions I couldn’t control. Just as things were about to go too far, I pushed him away, not wanting to make a mistake. But then I discovered that my husband had already been cheating on me with our pregnant neighbor. So, maybe I should just...

“I’m confused,” Jane said. “Actually I’m very confused.” Tristan gave her a bored look, “About what?” “What just happened upstairs? Did you forget that you just told your mother- I mean Your Highness that we are dating? Because the last time I checked, we spent one night together?! Are you crazy?” “It’s really not that complicated,” Tristan turned towards her, a determined look in his eyes. “We will date for a while. I mean fake date for a while so that my mother and the media can get off our back. No big deal. It’s not like you have a boyfriend or anything. Why are you worried?” Jane wanted to kill him and wipe that lazy smirk off his face. But he was royalty, and she would pretty much be hung for that. It was not worth it. *** Jane Rosetti is an exchange medical student in Walsh, new to almost everything. To pay off her student loans, she’s working as a bartender in a high-end club “Floral Liquor”, where she meets Tristan. At first, she’s incredibly taken by his good looks and thick accent. She has no idea about his real identity, which doesn’t matter as they end up in bed together. Prince Tristan of Walsh has finally returned to his hometown after two years. As he’s been very secretive, everyone wants exclusive about him. So when he’s exiting Jane’s apartment, he’s captured with her panties stuck on to his sleeve. Both of them are photographer together, and that’s when Jane’s troubles start. Right after her one night with the Prince. ***

Rosalia Blaire is a fiery mechanic with a mysterious past. She goes to the town to find out about her family's secret. But who would have thought that the town she visits is the homeland of the Pack Iron Fang werewolves led by Ryker, the Alpha. Rosalia met Ryker, the cursed Alpha and the biker, who cursed. Ryker's carefully controlled world is thrown into chaos as Rosalia, who turns out to be the last heir of rival werewolf Pack Bloodride, challenges Ryker's power. But Rosalia is also the one who can free Ryker from the cursed. Will they partner up or will they take advantage of each other for their own Pack?

The moment she saw Gavin Guevara, she knew he was going to fulfill what she needs and that was steamy fantasies with him. They both just wanted to have some fun, but now it's slowly turning into something more.

Clarabel Jones, a florist, was forced into marriage with her childhood arch-enemy, Aiden Smith. Aiden Smith, a renowned oil businessman from a very wealthy background was however indifferent about the arranged marriage. The marriage was a written down instruction from their grandparents.

Masa kecil bolehlah tak indah, namun apakah masa depan juga harus mengalami hal serupa? Bukan masalah harta, bukan pula masalah percintaan. Sebab, yang Kalanaya Indah Ayuningtyas alami adalah masalah keluarga. Namun, semua itu tak berarti apa-apa. Karena dirinya sudah membentengi diri untuk selalu menjadi wanita yang kuat. Seperti wanita mandiri pada umumnya, ia tampil di dunianya yang tak sederhana bak tak memiliki masalah apa-apa. Sudahlah, karena semakin lama, justru ia pun sudah semakin terbiasa. "Di suatu hari nanti, aku nggak boleh merepotkan siapa pun, aku nggak boleh memanjakan diri sendiri dengan terus meminta bantuan orang lain. Aku harus kuat, agar aku bisa berdiri di kaki sendiri. Karena sangat menyakitkan sekali ketika kita tak bisa apa-apa, tetapi tak ada yang membantu kita untuk bangkit dan bergabung dengan mereka yang lebih berdiri gagah di sana." Yeah, inilah dunianya. Dunia kelam yang coba ia taklukan agar tak menjadi menyeramkan dan membunuhnya pelan-pelan. Karena jauh di dalam hati sana, ia tak ingin kejadian lalu mengulangnya kembali di masa kini. ****

“Don’t tell me that meeting the man who slept with me at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to Control me, my family, and my father's properties?” she throws the question at me. “It was not all a part of my plan” I try to defend. “If you knew something about the stranger at the whiskey library, why didn't you just tell me?” she asks, looking at me dead in the eyes with her Hazel eyes piercing deep into my soul. “Why did you bind me to an arranged marriage with you and accept my baby as yours when the Queen tried to throw me out as if you were doing me a favour?” she yells. “What was the aim behind your notion of false sacrifice?” she continues with her series of questions. “I know that you may not believe me right now, but I can swear on my life that the whole episode at the whiskey library was not part of the plan,” I try to explain even though I know that I sound really stupid saying that “So there was a plan,” she asks, wearing a smile that is loaded like a gun. “Can you please listen to me,” I plead. “Listen to you?” she scoffs. “Just because you are the billionaire crown prince of Orion you killed my father, then You set me up as the prime suspect in the murder case, blackmailed me to be around you or you exposed my identity as the legitimate daughter of Dylan Grayson and now I am stumbling on the secret that the stranger that I had a one night stand with at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to get me entangled with you?” she scoffs in disdain

Book 2; Loving The Billionaire series "Let's play a game, Miss. Emma." His voice was deep, alluring, bringing her into the world she had never imagined. She leaned on the chair. "What kind of game?" -- Firstly, the CEO of the best flourishing game company, Emma Roberts had agreed to play a game with the ceo of her rival company, Jeremy Hart. It was a game of benefit, and Fairplay, but what happens when feelings surpass the game? Would this same game lead to something they both didn't expect? - "In this game. There's no falling in love." He said. "I agree." The whole atmosphere was tense.

Alora is no princess and her life is not a bed of roses despite being the Alpha's daughter. Her mother hates her for being weak and been born a female. Her sister bullies her with every chance she gets. Her father is ignorant about her, turning a blind eye to everything. When her mate chooses her sister over her, she is shattered. During her mate choosing ceremony, she is drugged and ends in bed with the lycan prince of Alistar kingdom. A contract marriage, that's what he offers her in exchange of her freedom in two years. But this relationship is bound to bring more complications on her life. A second chance mate? But is there a future for them?