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Hindi matanggap ni Syler ang harap-harapang pagtataksil na ginawa sa kanya ng lalaki na una niyang minahal. Of course, she wanted to get even with her ex-boyfriend. Hindi siya makapapayag na hindi ito magantihan matapos siya nitong huthutan ng malaking salapi. Isa sa naisip niyang paraan para makaganti ay siraan ito sa mga nobelang sinusulat niya. Magpakalunod sa alak ang naging solusyon niya sa unang kabiguan sa pag-ibig, ngunit nang mahimasmasan ay doon lang niya napagtanto na nasa ibang kuwarto na siya. It was Rusty Vergara's unit for holy heaven sake! Hindi niya akalain na sa katauhan nito ay madali niyang maipapamukha sa kanyang ex-boyfriend na sa isang kisapmata lang ay kayang-kaya niya itong ipagpalit. Pero sabi nga nila magaling maglaro ang tadhana. Kaya kung makikipaglaro ka rito, siguraduhin mong matalino ka para hindi ka uuwing luhaan sa huli. "We won't fall in love to each other." Ito pa ang natatandaan niyang sinambit niya nang buong tapang. Ano'ng nangyari? Kinain niya lahat nang sinabi niya, dahil isang araw nagising na lang si Syler na gusto na niya ang binata. It was not a part of their deal. Wala man iyon sa plano niya ay handa na siyang sumubok magmahal muli. 'Yon nga lang ay hindi siya naging handa sa panibagong kamalasan na darating. Yes, she's a romance writer. Umiikot sa usaping pag-ibig ang mga sinusulat niya. Pero dahil sa kabiguan din sa pag-ibig ay ayaw na niyang maniwala na nag-eexist pa ang happy ending, kung hindi rin naman siya ang magiging heroine ni Rusty sa totoong buhay.

It was finally the day of the auction "And now we are presented with a human who looks a little unkempt right now, but with a little care from her owner would be as good as new" the hosts voice rang over the speakers in what seemed like a dungeon used for illegal gambling. But I couldn't look much, being locked in a basement for three months without any form of light coming in, and suddenly being on stage where all attention and the center light was on me was enough to just make me shut my eyes and wait for what was to come. "We'll start with $25,000" is that really my worth. Do I really amount to nothing, that I have to be sold at an auction. "$26,000" "$26,500" "$30,000" "$30,000, is there anyone who wants to bid higher? Going once, going twice... This went in for a few more minutes and I gave up hope. This was it, this is where my life journey ends. I will get sold here then if my buyer is an organ trafficker he would probably kill me and sell off my organs. "Five hundred million dollars" a deep manly voice grunted from the corner of the room "Wow that's a very high bid...I doubt if anyone is willing to go higher than that. Going once, going twice, sold. Congratulations Mr Jimmie Hendrix, you just won yourself a hot looking toy...everyone is left to wonder what you will be doing with her tonight." Jimmie who was sitting in a dark corner of the room gave a sinister smirk and uttered under his breath "Found you!!!"

Quand l'amour s'emmêle, on se rend compte que dans ce monde la seule différence qui existe entre l'homme et la femme c'est le sexe, sinon la différence de religion, de culture, de pays...etc ne sont que des problèmes qu'on arrive pas à cerner. Mais l'amour ne gagne toujours pas surtout quand le problème cla religion. Cette histoire touchera la différence de la religion.

“Valerie.” My head snapped up at the sound of my name. The Alpha was standing by the sofa, unbuttoning the neck of his coat. “Come,” he said. “We don’t have much time.” Much time? For what? A chill moved up my arms. I wouldn’t dare ask—not that I needed to. I was not an innocent child anymore. All of my training had been for this moment. There was only one reason why werewolves purchased young, human virgins. Sex. I was a slave. A pet. And my master could do whatever he pleased with me. _________ When the war started. They fought. They slaughtered. We were nearly wiped out on the earth. Surviving humans were classified into three categories: free humans, Servants, and Slaves. My name is Valerie Davis. My parents were accused of committing a crime against the creatures in the war. After their execution, I was captured and sent to the cell as a human slave. I lived in that cell for years before I was transported to a Slave Shop, where I would be picked by a Master. It was during the dry season when I was put in the display box. I wasn't afraid like the other girls, because I was unwanted for my weirdness. I was despised for being the criminals’ daughter. I was lucky, as the masters wouldn’t want to lay a finger on me. But then the Alpha came. When he looked at me, he said he want me. ___________________________ Daily Update!

Wesley n'avait jamais été passionné par rien dans sa vie et n'avait jamais aimé personne. Allan au contraire était plein de joie de vivre et pourtant il avait tout perdu. Ils se retrouvent tous les deux dans la même Université et un lien magique se crée immédiatement entre les deux.

Angela, jeune fille de 17 ans se retrouvait dans un dilemme où qu'elle le veuille ou non elle devait faire un choix. Elle jugea bon pour ce petit être auquel elle venait de donner vie d'être dans une famille adoptive, disposant de tout pour lui assurer une vie fantastique ce qu'elle ne pouvait pas. Huit ans plus tard , apprenant aue les parents adoptifs de sa fille étaient morts dans un accident elle décide de se proposer comme nounou pour la petite chez son oncle devenu tuteur. Son seul désir c'est que sa fille l'accepte même si elle ne sait pas sa réelle identitée, mais ce qu'elle ne savait pas c'est qu'en allant chercher l'amour de sa fille elle trouvera l'amour de sa vie

La vie d'une orpheline à Bamako, changée par le basket-ball. Chronique fictive mais tirée des faits réels. De ghetto girl à richkid

LA, Land of Sunshine... Celebrities, Stardom ... and Serial Killers. Two twin sisters, struggling to get by in a world that reared its cruel ugly head when their older sibling was ripped away from them, without a trace, are suddenly thrown into a dangerous world when they come face to face with a gang of men who are single-handedly responsible for death and disappearance of hundreds of women across the United States of America. Now it's time for Ella and Peyton to face down the demons that roam the City of Angels, but, in the end, will they survive?

When a secret agent falls in love with the very mob boss she's supposed to be taking down, there can only be deadly consequences...

Alors laissez moi vous raconter mon parcours...nos différents parcours. Différentes personnes avec Différents modes de vie vous narrent leur histoire à Bamako.