Novel & Cerita Liana Perlich

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Lilian woke up the other day feeling tired as she absorb the unfamiliar memories. So her soul transmigrated in another world. This body’s name is Lian and she was bought to be a shared wife of Montenegro brothers. She died when she escaped last night because she slipped and bumped her head on some hard rock. But something’s wrong. The memory that she inherit only started at the slave market. Where is her memory before that?

"Scarlett." ******

She smiled. “You’re lying!” Finrod exclaimed. “Believe whatever you want!” She said. “But I know Inwë can remember it.” Ellaine tried hard to remember. That explains why she dreamed about the Tranjie and Shasta. Her parents never forgot her! Now she knew the explanation why she ended up in Lenriad. But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt.

But deep down, I knew I was running from a pair of emerald eyes that once promised me forever. “Ashley?” Liana’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She didn’t seem discouraged by my distraction. If anything, her curiosity sharpened. “What has inspired you to become a researcher for rare illnesses?” She asked, tilting her head. “Most girls of your age don’t take such a heavy responsibility. After all, it’s a demanding profession.” I looked at Liana, a woman in early thirties with lively eyes and the energy which never seemed to exhaust. Her query fairly amused me.

But now, Fiona was poised to take center stage. While the team prepped, they overheard chatter about Solomon Investments already discussing where to celebrate victory. Laura was fuming. Fiona gently patted her shoulder, "Look at it this way, it's like a backhanded compliment to our excellence." Just then, Lilian approached. “Chelsea, I hear it’s your first time delivering a pitch on stage?” Lilian’s tone was soothing. Fiona glanced at her, “Yep, my debut.” Lilian struggled to suppress a burst of laughter, “Well, good luck. I'm really looking forward to it.”