Remembering Lichuan Novel English Mga Nobela at Kwento

While Yara was the Angelic Belluci, whom people saw as the pure, cute, innocent and handworking billionaire Belluci that had a successful brand, I was the Lilith Belluci, the ruthless, always on edge woman who needed to get laid, had the most sour expression, heartless and who had taken over half of her father’s Mafia business, because of reasons best known to her father. We were like the two fishes in the yin and yang. Or at least that’s what I thought they whispered behind me. Plus Nicola had said the same thing on a few occasions...one occasion rather. It sure made me mad as hell anytime I heard that considering how much I disliked her and couldn’t stand her. And I couldn’t even remember

"I don't want these dishes. Other than that, I want the rest of the menu to be served. Also, I want a bottle of Château Lafite from the 1982 vintage. "What are you standing around for? We're your landlords, you know! Are you worried that we can't afford this meal? "If you don't hurry up, I might as well stop renting this place to you! I'll make sure that the money your boss has used on the refurbishment of this manor goes down the drain!" The server left the table while looking conflicted. After closing the menu, Edward turned to face Paul and Judith smugly. "Who would've thought that Felix's manor is actually Grand Euphoria? Mom, Dad, this is the fanciest restaurant in Lexton City!

They finally entered the pavilion, and when Elena followed Lucien inside, her eyes widened and her heart felt squeezed. She did not know what she saw there… … Author : I'm really sorry guys if my English are stiff, but please tell me do you understand this?🥺 Does the feel of this novel delivered to you? Im not native so my English is quite formal, please let me know in the comment about this book. 😭🙏🏻 Thank you guys. 🥺💙

Lucinda is an orphan living in an orphanage. She became the Douglas family's servant the day she turned eighteen. Her friend tricked her, making her accidentally discover a terrible secret of the Douglas family. Since then, she got into trouble, which caused her almost to die several times. Everyone thinks Lucinda is just an ordinary person, but it seems she has a hidden identity that even she has forgotten. Can Lucinda regain her memories and identity? Will she escape the Douglas family to live a free life or be imprisoned forever?

“What does it matter? I’m your mate. If you mark me then you’ll know it’s true.” I let out a groan. Something wracks through me, like razors blades slicing up all my insides. She wraps herself around me, holding me and suddenly I feel like I’m trapped, like I’m in the coils of snake, that I’m being suffocated only I can’t escape. I can’t get out. I let out a growl. My Lycan tries to fight but whatever this is, it’s too strong, too overwhelming this time. “You tried to rape me…” I murmur as that memory suddenly hits me. How am I only now recalling that? How could I possibly have forgotten that?

She quickly downloaded the files to upload onto her own cloud drive. However, the network connection suddenly slowed down, and her uploads paused midway. Lu Xinya finally smiled. Could someone have discovered her? Glancing at her watch, she saw an hour had already passed. Lu Xinya knew she was being too careless and her uncle would be sure to scold her if he found out. But this was an intentional act, and she wanted to know the difference between her and them. She wanted to tell her uncle that his student was back. She merely wanted to know her level.

Author's note: At first, you'll see the story as one of the typical stories with kidnaps and chuchu, but don't judge. Try reading it and you'll see the twist, it's worth reading. You'll see a violent act of love:) I wasn't forcing you though. Lorraine Samantha Red Woodwords' POV

Half money has his Father used for education. "Now, learn what? English? And what? Haha ... you must be kidding!" "Really? Oh, oh ... I'm sorry. Can you speak again? One more time," said Liana. "No! You don't understand English," Nova said Liana mockingly, listening to Liana's words not fluent in speaking English sentences. Liana protested she understands English a little bit. "Don't underestimate me! I understand English even if only a little." Liana defended herself.

Had a safer alternative to riding in this coach suddenly presented itself, I’m not sure I would have taken it. I could not get the image of Mr. Cillian’s bloody teeth out of my mind. Was Mr. Beauxdera a devourer of human flesh like him? If so, why had he tried to warn us of what was coming? Eventually, I smelled sewage, and surmised that we’d reached London. I opened the drapes just enough to peek out. Though the city was shrouded in darkness, I caught glimpses of terrified men and women running through the streets, with Reapers in pursuit. I jerked the drapes closed again.

" ‘He’s lying, Mother,’ Lucian’s voice hummed, but it was edged with a rare, crystalline fear, ‘he’s not a ghost, he’s a memory that’s been eaten.’ I stepped back, the marble veins on my arms flaring into a protective, violent violet, "If the door is opening, then I’ll be the one to stand in front of it, I’ve spent my life being an anchor for a man's rage, I can be an anchor for a world’s end."