Novel & Cerita Rage Book

She said and leaned towards Ralph’s ear whispering “Get your cheque book ready. If you dare to back away. I’ll sure cut your penis” Ralph coughed a little placing his fist on his mouth but his gaze didn’t leave the stage. He didn’t change his posture since the start and just sat there quietly. “Ninety million” Klara clenched her fist on the table hearing Xavier’s voice and tried to rise the bid but Ralph held her hand stopping her from bidding further. She turned to him questioning his actions but he only looked at her with a calm gaze and Klara knew he’s not okay with her bidding more. She moved her eyes to the paintings and then to Ralph pleading him with her eyes but Ralph is resolute.

The journey to the cottage felt like a blur, with every turn of the wheel tightening the knot in my stomach. The world outside the city grew more barren, the trees denser, the air heavier with the weight of what I was about to do. Revenge had consumed me completely. It wasn’t just about justice for Emera anymore; it was about making them pay, every single one of them. I reached down to touch the cold steel of the gun lying on the passenger seat—a gift from my father on my twentieth birthday. Back then, it symbolized safety. Now, it was a tool of vengeance.

“No, what I wanted to do didn’t contain the outdoors or your clothes, but you need to feel a different side of me. I can tell you were afraid tonight at the meet when you heard. I’m a bad guy but a decent one, at least to someone I care about.” “What were you like before Denver?” I asked. Rage was quiet for a bit before shrugging gently. “I was a decent kid. I played football and wrestled in junior high.” “What did you want to be before your parents died?” Rage laughed, shaking his head and pulling me closer to him. “No a drug dealer,” he said. “The sky was the limit back then, I had good grades—but it doesn’t matter now.” “It could,” I whispered. “You could start over again.”

Matthew paused for a moment to give him some time to consider the consequences. “Hmm…” “A black eye, or just a smart face of the famous playboy, wouldn't come off the front pages of the tabloids for the next few days. But what about your reputation? Is it worth it?” "Giving him a good thud is priceless, Bro!” “I know, but what about your reputation? Do you want to see tabloid titles like: ‘Famous model bitten by his cousin!’ or ‘Famous model bitten by his jealous doctor’, etc…?”

I sincerely hoped she'd find her happily ever after soon. "This is so beautiful," Rosa squeaked. "It'd look great on you..." the rest of her words died on her lips when her gaze landed on the price tag. "Forget it, you can't afford this." I scoffed. "We're taking it, Rosa." Concern creased Rosa's brows. "Are you sure, Nicole?" "This card," I held up Sergio's platinum card from my bag. "Can afford everything in this mall, and a whole lot more." Rosa rolled her eyes, obviously not believing me. "Yeah, right," she mumbled. "Where did you even get that?"

"Where was all this enthusiasm when I asked to borrow money? You all avoided me like the plague. Now that Zara has money, you come crawling back. Don’t you have any shame?" Several relatives looked embarrassed. Dad turned to me. "Come on. Let’s go home. We’ll talk there." I knew exactly what would happen if I went inside. It wouldn’t be a conversation. It would be fists and kicks. I pinched my arm hard until tears welled in my eyes. "I… I didn’t win anything! I'm not the person in the photo. Why won’t you believe me? I just got back from a business trip. If I’d really won, why would I still be working? I’d be traveling the world already!

Silence hit hard. I smiled, but it stung. Yeah, I loved him. Once. Loved him enough to ditch my birthright, to dull my claws. I played the good mate—tended to his high-maintenance mom and his fragile little stepsister. All it got me? Betrayal. Ice-cold lies. James gripped the rabbit fur like it owed him something, jaw grinding hard. His face twisted. "You set this up. All of it." He thought flashing his Alpha title and a crooked healer's word would shut everyone up.

All that’s left for him is to nod and agree or disagree. Geez! It’s wrong to bet on people. Playstation would be very nice. He’s so thrilled about this bet, but not because of the fact that he’ll get a PlayStation in three months, but with the forthcoming relationship, he could have with the girl. At least now, he’s an excuse to really up his game and make the move to get close to her.

' And now that the price is already high they kept quiet and stayed in confusion while watching the fight. Murea: 260,000 Rugh. Bad Guy: 280,000 Rugh. That Guy: 285,000 Rugh. Slowly and slowly the price kept on climbing and Murea dropped out. The price of the book is now, 360,000 Rugh. This is not a joke. They are really killing the atmosphere here fighting for the book. The fight is now between the two demons. Listening to the whispers of the other demons there I learn that Bad Guy was actually called Hage Raker. And That Guy is actually called. Veca Abdon. This fight is really intense. Just how much cash do these guys have- Cash? It couldn't be! Have I been played by Her yet again?

In the back seat, a black rose, the last one, rested on a briefcase. It wasn't a threat. It was a reminder. Of what they had been. Of what they could have been. Of what they would never be again. The journey continued. But the story, like the roses, kept blooming.