Paulo Coelho Life Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“It won’t be funny when I get you to shut that mouth.” He growled at her but she didn’t care. She walked closer to him ignoring all the red signs that rang in her head, Malcolm was not the person to mess with yet she got excited seeing him worked up. “Then make me.” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. A month after the red moon, Maya Kristoff left the town which held bad memories of her family and her foster sister Laila Sunday, she is not leaving because she wants to but because she is on a mission that means so much to her. Now she is forced to go back to the one person she never imagined crossing paths with; a werewolf, the one being she loathed, Malcolm. She discovers that her new mission from the hunters association is not only about finding a rare gemstone but one that would cost much more. Maya reaches out to Malcolm to help her find the gemstone and pretend to be her lover in the city where she would now move into and try to save herself by infiltrating a big tech company. Maya and Malcolms are thrown into a world where they have to survive both as outcasts and also against their strong feelings for each other.

The tale whispered from generations, until eventually, the tale was lost. Only a few remember, and even fewer know the truth. There once was a tale of three, a power to be held by she. A queen she would be, and the truth she would see. The power that would come with a fee, would be anchored by the strength in he. And for Calypso to be free, the price of her legacy, she therewith must agree.

I was eighteen when I donated one of my kidneys to Susie Grant, but she died to transplant rejection anyway, and I was chased out of the Grant family. Before long, the surgery incision festered, and I died of infection in the streets. When I opened my eyes again, I was five once more, and it was the day I was taken back to the Grant family's home. But this time, my brother Harry stepped in front of our parents, pointing at me as he said, "There's been a mistake. She's not actually my sister." Seeing the look of contempt in his eyes, I knew he had reincarnated too. As our parents left in disappointment, he shoved me a piece of candy and told me, "The Grant family just needs one daughter. There's no place for you among us if you can't save Susie."

He had everything—power, wealth, and her unconditional love. Until the night she opened his office door… and saw him with another woman. Aria Black was the perfect fiancée—graceful, loyal, and hopelessly in love with the city’s most powerful CEO. But one betrayal shattered the fairytale. She vanished without a trace, leaving behind nothing but the engagement ring that was supposed to mean forever. Months later, she returns as Lia Hart—a woman reborn, untouchable, and determined to never love again. Now she works under Lucien Hayes, a mysterious billionaire who sees straight through her carefully built walls. But when Ethan Black discovers she’s alive—and thriving without him—regret becomes his obsession. Between a past that refuses to die and a future that tempts her to risk her heart again, Lia must choose: the man who broke her, the man who could heal her, or the woman she’s finally learned to become. > He shouldn’t have broken her. Because now, she’s the one thing he can’t have back.

“Why don’t you get your head out of the gutter and realize that you are just a prop, Nalani? You’re not Daniel’s partner, never have been, and if anyone is going to become his soon, it’s me!” These are the words that Gwen, my husband’s “business friend”, spits at me with colorful disdain painting her face. After seven years of selfless commitment on her part, and lies and manipulation on his, Nalani takes the proverbial fatal blow when Daniel betrays her trust and soils their sacred vows to each other. This time, she is unforgiving, leaving without looking back, but Daniel, realizing his mistake, wants her back. Obsessed with winning Nalani again, no matter the cost, Daniel crosses every moral line visible to man, but can she still reject him, and watch as he shatters the way she did under him?

"Your whole body and scent are my new addiction, Carla Rodriguez please be mine." His deep sexy voice sent my insides into a delicious frenzy I could not resist anymore. But my mind was conflicted with the new revelation. How could the same man say he wanted me now when he was the one who brought out the marriage contract in the first place??? ***** My name is Carla Rodriguez, newly divorced, newly broke, and newly homeless... until I met Ethan Black, the devil in an Armani suit who made me sell my soul to him for his personal reasons, I dared not to find out... Now he says I'm his new addiction???

Shylie Reed worked her way to the top-with no family, no backup, no handouts. From living in a cramped apartment to owning luxury penthouses, from studying in the dark to speaking on global tech stages-she made it. She became someone. But just when life gave her the things she only dreamt of, a silent enemy took it all away: COVID-19. When she wakes up, she's 16 again. A nobody in high school. Her family still ignores her in favour of the "sweet" adopted daughter who later ruined her life. But this time, Shylie isn't the same. This time, she's not playing nice. Armed with her adult mind, vast knowledge, and future insight, she plans to graduate early, dominate every field, and build a financial empire from scratch. But she didn't expect to attract attention from Darren Tan, the school prince... or Elias Tan, the cold, powerful businessman who becomes her unexpected mentor-and something more. She lost everything once. This time, she's playing for keeps.

I was born with a weak heart. When I was nineteen, I got a heart transplant that allowed me to survive. Soon after, I met my wife-to-be, Vivian Cosby. Three years after we got married, I found a note in her phone that was not deleted. The date was marked as the day we met. The text simply read, [I found him. His name is Quinn Waverly. The heart is with him.] When I looked through the notes further, I saw a man’s photo, captioned with a name. [Randall] There was another line of text in her notes. It read, [Randall, through your heart in his chest, I will show you the world.] I finally understood. The first time we met, she had not been taken aback because it was love at first sight, it was simply shock. The tears she shed when she proposed were not because of me. In the night, she would always lay her head on my chest. However, she was not listening for my heartbeat, but his. Tonight, she came home very late. As usual, she held me tightly and buried her face in my chest. “Your heartbeat always makes me calm.” I did not open my eyes, nor did I ask about Randall. This was the first time I realized that one could hear a heart beat so loudly that it echoed, even through so many layers of skin and muscle.

Gretel, er, I mean, Gabriella Salazar finds temptation and desperation to be too great and breaks into a wicked witch’s—uh, that is—a pretentious, rich woman’s condo, only to discover she’s not the only one with a B & E fetish. The twist is that the mysterious, handsome Hansel to her Gretel who has also stolen into the same apartment is anything but brotherly, and the two strangers find themselves lip-locked before the evening is over. Now Gabby and her new, aggravating accomplice must get crafty and work together to free themselves and everyone they hold dear from a mad woman’s clutches.But breaking and entering never ends with a happily ever after. Right?

Mom and I board a flight to Fangoria to visit Alicia Carter, my wife. She's a special forces soldier who's here on a peacekeeping mission in this foreign country. But the moment we walk out of the airport, we're ambushed by a group of kidnappers. One of them holds a gun to Mom's head and says, "If you don't give us the ransom in three days, we'll blow her head off!" In a panic, I make a video call to Alicia, my hands shaking as I beg her to help me. "Calm down, honey. I'll put in a request to lead a rescue mission. We'll save her within 24 hours!" But the next day, I keep failing to get in touch with Alicia. After I blow up her phone with multiple calls, one finally connects. Amid her rushed panting, she tells me, "Sorry, honey. I just got assigned to an urgent escort mission. You guys just hang in there. I've arranged for the local authorities to—" Her voice is abruptly cut off by a familiar male voice. "Alicia! Thank goodness you came over just to pick me up. I didn't have to spend 100 dollars on a cab after all! That cab driver didn't even have a license, and I can't believe he tried to ask for more money…" The three-day deadline passes, and the kidnappers keep their word, letting me hear the gunshot myself. As I clutch Mom's cold, dead body, Alicia calls me out of nowhere. "Hey, honey. I just completed the escort mission. How are things on your end? Have the kidnappers released her?" I look down at Mom. Her eyes will never open again. I gently wipe the blood off her face as I reply to Alicia in an eerily calm voice, "Yeah. They have."