Novel & Cerita Nine Sols Ao3

Isabel Abraham was hated by her parents, loathed by her sister and despised by her husband. When she got married, she thought she would find happiness but her husband made her marriage hell for her for nine years, until she DIED. She came back nine years later as the CEO of two biggest companies in the country, her mission is simple and clear; to revenge all those that made her life miserable for nine years. She won't spare anyone including her husband.

I gave him nine years. Nine years of stretching every coin, raising our son alone, sleeping on my side of the bed because I could not bring myself to take his. Nine years of telling Dave his father was working hard so they could have a better life. I believed it myself. Until I saw him on a public street with his hand on another woman’s waist, looking at her the way I spent nine years waiting for him to look at me. When he crossed the pavement it was not to apologise. It was to tell me she was his wife. Six months married. He told me to keep things calm, walked back to her, and introduced me as his cousin. The divorce papers came that same night. I needed a job immediately. For my son. For the bills that would not wait for me to finish falling apart. So I pulled myself together the way I always do and kept moving. I did not expect Mac Harlow. I did not expect him to run three blocks to return my dropped folder or offer me a job despite his sister’s calls to have me removed. I did not expect his daughter to find my son within ten minutes and decide they were already family. I did not expect to discover that the man I was starting to trust was connected to everything I was trying to leave behind. He did not know. I believe that. But Marshall knows now that someone else sees what he threw away. And he wants it back. He is nine years too late. Mac is looking at me like I am worth staying for. Not fixing. Not managing. Staying for. I spent nine years being someone’s afterthought. Never again.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Athena woke up from a coma after nine months with a huge baby bump in her belly. She discovered that she was carrying a stranger's baby

“Hey little brother, wanna get married? Here are nine bucks, it’s on me!”Just like that, Cecelia Shayne gave herself away with nine bucks.Consequently…The random cutie she dragged off the street? He’s a poor good-for-nothing who needs her to tend to his every need.However, there’s nothing she can do.This is a husband she bought, and she needs to swallow this somehow.But… But…Why does his name seem to be the same as the owner of a certain conglomerate…?What?Asset transfer?Cecelia was shocked. “Why’re you giving me all this money?”William Sandler looked her dead in the eye, “Money’s yours, you’re mine!”

Nine years into our marriage, Linda Chancers was constantly surrounded by admirers. She enjoyed captivating inexperienced young men, making them infatuated with her.I understood and accepted it while she took pleasure in it.We continued quietly like this for nine years. It wasn’t until the day I achieved success and left without looking back. That night, Linda smashed everything in the house and grabbed my collar, screaming, "So, all these years, you've never loved me!"Love?What I loved, what I wanted, was nothing more than status and wealth.

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Chyou Chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by nine demon swordsmen.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair. At this point in her life, she was heartbroken, depressed and done pretending to be happy when she was clearly not. She just wanted to escape, run away and have a crazy adventure. Little did she know that she would regret making that wish.

I married the same man nine times. And each time, he left me for his first love, divorcing me nine times as well. The first time we parted, I lost control and threw all his belongings out the door. By the fourth divorce, I begged him to leave his luggage behind out of fear he might never return. The eighth time, I had learned to obediently pack his things, careful not to upset him. My breakdowns, my pleas, and my obedience always brought him back to me. Each time, he honored his promises. And each time, we divorced again, just like before. Until this time. This time, I packed my own things and left without telling him. A month from now, I will be gone for good.

Nine.  She wasn't known by a name, only by the number carved into her skin at birth. Raised in an Unfortunate camp, she spent her days preparing for her eighteenth birthday, when she'd be sold to a Fortunate and forced to tend to their every need.  Gossip dictated that the Sarios were the worst of the Fortunates, so when Nine found herself bought by the father of the Sario house, her dream of living a quiet, uneventful life of servitude shattered before her eyes.  Thrust into the dark clutches of the eldest son, Kaden Sario, Nine must navigate the treacherous world of high society and assist her Fortunate in his dream of new world domination. The Unfortunate Trilogy is created by Skyla Madi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

After dying nine times at the hands of her cursed husband, Elowen jumps through a mystical portal into the modern world to break the loop—only to find that her killer is now her doctor, and the demon between them is hungrier than ever.