Lilting Champ 소설 & 이야기

The top tennis player with hectic work life and busy lifestyle, who only uses women for fun and nothing serious. Blaze Nightingale, is a celebrity billionaire who has no time for cheesy feelings of love, all he knows is his career and expansion. His dreams are to excel in the industry and become one of the greatest tennis player internationally. He currently had a goal to make it to the business world book of records as the first man to win the tennis Olympics, five times in a roll. Until, he met caramel Lot. His new coach. The talented and bold, Caramel Lot, caught his heart and showed him the beauties of life. A practice session goes wrong and they find themselves in a position to decide between work and love. Romance ensues. Will Blaze Nightingale block out his growing love for caramel? Can they manage being professional and being in love?

When Page Brooks agrees to marry Rowan Cannon in an arranged marriage by their influential grandparents, she is met with a declaration on their wedding night from Rowan that there will be no love or affection between them. After a year of keeping his distance through end business trips, Rowan suddenly comes home and start spending all his time at home. Page begins to notice a change in her estranged husband's behavior as they get to know each other better and begin to fall for each other. Why did Rowan come home? Page has bigger questions to solve as she finds her heart turned between the man she married who ran away for a year and Will Garrett, a man she mate on numerous occasions who seems to have fallen for her, unaware that she is the wife of his close friend.

How far is she willing to go to get her twin back in her life? London couldn't answer this question if her life depended on it. The limits to what she's willing to do for her twin doesn't exist. Pretending to be her sister for a dinner party? No big deal. That is, until she finds herself in the very complicated position of playing fiancee to a man she barely knows but is quickly falling for. She knows that when this ends, her heart is going to be left in pieces and yet,she's holding unto every second with a man that she has no right to. A man that doesn't know she exist.

David was a sad champ, a mess, and an academic genius. By genius, I mean an A+, no effort type of a genius. He is that child that every parent kneels and prays to God to have. You know them, those that society admires. And are held closest to heart. But he was still human.

At that moment he turned to face me. My breath hitched at the intensity burning in his green depths. He stated, "I've decided to let your people go, but on one condition." My throat dried up. "What?" I breathed. His voice dropped to a lilting octave. "Belong to me." __ King Lan is cold, ruthless and powerful. Anything he wants, he gets at the snap of his fingers. Except her. Willow is a sweet, wilful witch who aims to gain her coven's approval after years of being thought weak, clumsy and powerless by her caste-witches. When Lan meets the young, enthralling witch, nothing could've prepared him for the thrilling ride that ensues. A ride that involves pain, betrayal and untamed desires. Will the two be consumed by the age-long hatred between their species, or will they defeat the dark threats surrounding them and succumb to the sizzling attraction burning hot between them? Warning: Mature content. Suitable for readers above 18.

One night before our engagement, Darren Finch insisted on throwing a singles party aboard a cruise ship. He made it clear I wasn't invited. But in the middle of the night, I got a call saying he'd fallen overboard. Panic overtook me. Feverish and disoriented, I stumbled to the deck and dove into the sea without a second thought. The night waters were icy, sapping the strength from my limbs. As I was pulled back onto the deck, shivering and soaked, I heard laughter ring out from the crowd. Carrie Specter, Darren's childhood sweetheart, stood above me. She gave a soft, lilting laugh. "Seeing how far you're willing to go for Darren... I can finally hand him over to you without worry." At that, Darren wrapped an arm smugly around her waist. "Carrie, you really do know me best." "I told you," she beamed, "Paula would pass your test." I let out a cold laugh, slipped the engagement ring from my finger, and flung it at his face. "No, thanks. I wish you two eternal bliss. Just don't ever drag me into your drama again."