Qualitative Data Analysis: A Methods Sourcebook Miles

They say distance means so little when the person means so much… But when you mean nothing to that person then, the little distance will definitely mean so much… They say distance is a test of how far love can go but what if there is no love in the first place… They say the worst thing about distance is we don’t know whether they miss you or forget you, but what if they don’t even give a sign that they feel your presence even after looking at you every day… Distance doesn’t just refer to the miles between two persons. Because we are not living in different places far away from each other, but still, there is a distance between us. Is it going to be just there forever? Or will there be any way to reduce it... You may have become my husband, but you made yourself as a stranger to me by forming this distance between us, and I am losing the little hope which I formed in the beginning slowly…

This is a story of two perfect strangers entangled in the bond of marriage. After marriage, they both believed they are not meant for each other until one day they were touched by the divine love, Rithu a 23-year old girl, she is a smart, sweet and lovely person with a kind heart, and Vikram a 31-year old guy, he is a handsome, hardworking businessman with an aloof and rude nature. They're arranged to get married by their parents, though they lived under the same roof they are miles apart. Vikram decided not to open his heart to her and Rithu hated his introverted nature. But love has its own way on them. Which made their hearts come closer and understand each other and unknowingly they developed a strong bond between them. As the time moves, will they realize that they're in love.......... To know that let's travel in this sweet, romantic, and heartwarming journey of a couple who found unconditional love after Marriage. This story is unedited and you may find mistakes.

Sent miles from home as part of an Alliance Contract to Thunderwolf Pack, the most powerful pack in the world. Promised mate to the Alpha's son? Fated mate to the Dragon-blood Fae Leader's son? Aria finds herself in the path of two formidably powerful entities as she struggles with her own identity as a werewolf Omega, daughter to an Alpha in the small country of New Zealand, she possesses a rare Alpha-positive gene that guarantees Alpha progeny. In this modern time of low birthrates and failing magic she holds the key to the survival of both races. But will she get to pick the one she loves or will she be forced to be a breeder guaranteeing Alphas where so far none have been born for twenty four years, worldwide. To save werewolves from a fate worse than death - chaos and madness from having no Alpha to control them. No one knowing the true meaning behind her Alpha+ genes - a destiny steeped in ancient fae scripture.

Setelah aku kembali ke rumah sakit bagian kebidanan dan kandungan, USG janin pertama yang kutangani adalah anak dari suamiku dan cinta pertamanya. Di data pasien tertulis nama suami pasien adalah "Jenson", sama persis dengan nama suamiku. Saat melihat foto Jenson yang menempelkan telinganya di perut hamil Keisha untuk mendengarkan detak jantung janin, mataku seketika memicing. Anak yang mengikuti Keisha dari belakang itu, jelas sekali wajahnya persis seperti aku saat kecil. Padahal, dulu Jenson mengatakan bahwa anakku meninggal setelah dilahirkan. "Selamat ya, Kak Jenson. Kudengar Kak Keisha hamil. Tapi jangan salahkan aku kalau terlalu banyak bicara. Dulu kamu bilang sama Naretta kalau Hana meninggal dini, padahal sebenarnya kamu kasih anak itu ke Kak Keisha untuk dibesarkan. Sekarang mau gimana?" "Ya dibesarkan saja. Keluarga Hanifa nggak kekurangan uang." Ekspresinya dingin dan datar. "Dulu Keisha jadi sulit hamil lagi demi menyelamatkan Nenek. Aku buat Naretta hamil hanya untuk ngasih Keisha seorang anak sebagai kompensasi."

Park Dae-Ho, seorang playboy yang tak pernah benar-benar jatuh cinta. Baginya, cinta hanya kesenangan tanpa melibatkan perasaan. Suatu hari, sepulang dari kelab malam, ia tidur dengan seorang perempuan dalam keadaan mabuk. Sejak itu ia jatuh cinta pada perempuan itu. Sayang, keadaannya yang mabuk di malam tersebut membuatnya tak mampu mengingat jelas, kecuali tanda lahirnya. Ia juga menemukan access card perusahaan Byeoul yang tertinggal di kamar hotel dan bisa menjadi petunjuk. Suatu ketika, kesempatan untuk menemukannya terbuka. Dae-Ho ditawari pekerjaan untuk menyusup ke dalam Byeoul dan mencuri data keuangannya. Ia juga akan diberi identitas baru dan secara otomatis menjadi karyawan di sana. Meski tidak tahu tujuan orang yang menawarinya, Dae-Ho setuju demi menemukan perempuan pujaannya. Siapakah orang yang memberinya pekerjaan di Byeol? Mengapa orang tersebut mudah memalsukan identitas Dae-Ho sebagai karyawan Byeol? Apa tujuan sebenarnya? Dan dapatkah Dae-Ho menemukan gadis tersebut? Temukan semua jawabannya dalam "Cliche"!

He demoted me. Humiliated me. Made my life a living hell. And now, he's claimed me as his. When ruthless billionaire Nathan Bryant bought the company I worked for, I became his favorite target. One day I had a promotion waiting—the next, I was nothing but a data entry clerk beneath his cold, piercing gaze. I should have quit. I should have run away and never looked back. But I couldn't afford to. So I stayed, enduring his cruelty, surviving his games... until the night everything changed. The night he saved me. The night he kissed me like I was the only thing keeping him alive. Now I'm trapped between his arms and his secrets, drowning in a love I never saw coming. There was just one tiny problem: He's the stepbrother of my best friend—the girl who was betrayed by his family. Loving him means losing her forever. And when the war for control turns deadly, I'm caught in the crossfire. But will our love be enough to survive the wreckage? Or will we both burn in the flames of forbidden desire?

Raesaka, pemuda yang sedang menikmati pekerjaannya sebagai polisi, dan menjalani hidup baru bersama Marsala, ibunya, setelah mereka berpisah selama belasan tahun. Pertemuan yang jarang dilakukan, dan perpisahan yang terlampau lama, membuat Raesaka canggung dan sulit mengenal ibunya yang cenderung misterius. Hingga suatu hari, ibunya bercerita tentang Sindukala. Di telinga Raesaka, Sindukala terdengar seperti dongeng belaka mengenai kasus yang pernah terjadi di masa lalu. Ibunya kemudian mendorong Raesaka mencari tahu tentang Sindukala. Sayang sekali, Raesaka tidak pernah menemukan data atau arsip mengenai kasus itu, hingga terjadi konflik antara dia dan ibunya. Setelah konflik terjadi, muncul keyakinan di hati Raesaka, bahwa mungkin ibunya berkata benar, dan Sindukala adalah kunci pembuka rahasia tentang ibunya, dirinya, dan masa lalu keluarganya. Namun, lagi-lagi ia gagal menemukan Sindukala. Ia pun menjadi terobsesi pada Sindukala, sekaligus pada ibunya sendiri. Tanpa disadari, Raesaka mengalami ketidakstabilan pikiran, dan sering mengalami peristiwa-peristiwa absurd, terutama ketika ia berada di rumah ibunya.

The Clan Healer told me that without the vial of Progenitor's Blood, the Blood Blight afflicting me meant I had only seventy-two hours to live. But my husband, Miles, the new Duke of our world, gave the only vial of the precious cure to my adopted sister, Vivienne, the woman I had turned three years ago. "She's in agony from the rejection, Isolde. It's a pain you can't possibly understand." His tone was self-righteous, devoid of any concern for the patch of skin on my collarbone already turning to stone. I nodded, watching as the life-saving, dark red liquid slid down another woman's throat. I accomplished a great deal in the time I had left. As I signed the documents, the lawyer's hand trembled. "Are you certain you want to transfer everything, Your Grace? The territorial rights of a thousand-year-old clan..." I didn't hesitate. "Yes. To Vivienne." My adopted daughter, Lily, the girl I had risked everything to save, who was now forever frozen at the age of eight, cowered in Vivienne's arms, pointing at me and screaming, "Aunt Vivienne is my real mommy! You're the witch who turned us into monsters!" I offered no defense. "Yes, that's right. Be a good girl and listen to your new mother now." The Progenitor's Ring, the symbol of the clan's supreme authority, now rested on Vivienne's hand. "Oh, sister, you're too kind," she sobbed, her sobs a practiced performance. "I'll be sure to protect the family in your stead." I nodded. "You'll run things better than I ever did." I even signed away my control over the Elder Council, a council sustained by my own blood. For the first time in a century, a shadow of complex emotion crossed Miles's face. He stared at me,"Isolde, stop fighting. It's better this way. You need to rest." Yes. On my deathbed, I had finally become the perfect, submissive Isolde they always wanted. An Isolde who was about to turn to dust. The seventy-two-hour countdown had begun. I wondered, when I finally turned to ash,

Madine Miles, a successful businesswoman, discovers her fiancé, Harrigan Woods, cheating on her with her best friend while away on a work trip. Heartbroken, she leaves New York and starts a new life in Glasgow, Scotland. Three years later, she's a single mother to a beautiful girl and has a successful career. However, her past comes back to haunt her when she's sent to New York for a work assignment and discovers that her daughter's father is none other than a wealthy and powerful CEO who's been searching for her. Now, Madine is trying to escape the man's clutches, but it seems like fate has other plans. Are Madine's past secrets coming back to haunt her? Things are about to get very interesting! What do you think will happen next? Will Madine confront the man about their past and her daughter's parentage? Will she try to keep her secrets hidden? The drama is just beginning!

My parents, the wealthiest couple in the country, were famous philanthropists. I had to ask them for permission if I wanted to spend more than five bucks. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I asked them for 100 dollars, but instead of helping, they yelled at me for three hours. "What kind of disease could you get at your age? If you're going to ask for money, at least come up with a better excuse." "Do you know that 100 dollars could support children in poverty-stricken areas for a long time? Your sister is more sensible than you." I dragged my sick body for miles, back to the small basement I called home. But as I passed the mall, I saw my parents, live on a huge screen, spending a fortune to rent out Disneyland for my sister. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. A hundred dollars wouldn't even cover one round of chemotherapy. I just wanted to buy a new outfit and leave with some dignity.