Rin Bee

อืม…ของขาดมานานหลายปีอยู่ ปกติไม่กินมั่วซั่วน่ะ ไม่กินของไม่ดี…ไม่กินซ้ำ แต่ถ้าถูกใจก็จะซ้ำถี่ๆ

My husband drives me out so I can meet my best friend for an afternoon tea session. That's when I discover a used condom and a stray earring wedged between the door and the front passenger seat. I'm distraught as I head to the restaurant. My best friend hugs me warmly, but the lone earring she wears pierces my heart. I don't expose them for their betrayal. Instead, I fall into bed with my husband's best friend that very night. Later, James Fullman roars and asks why I've done this to him. I smile faintly and lean into the embrace of the man beside me. "You're not the only one who can get hot and heavy in the front passenger seat, you know."

Sampai saat ini aku masih menulis. Menulis semua tentangmu di lembar-lembar diary ku yang sudah usang, aku takut... Aku sangat takut... Aku takut ada orang lain membacanya, aku takut mereka akan jatuh cinta padamu, setelah membaca tulisanku. /// Ini adalah sebuah kisah dimana hati merasakan jatuh cinta untuk pertama kali, sebuah kisah cinta pertama yang tidak semua orang akan beruntung untuk memilikinya hingga kita menua dan mati. Perjalanan kita menemukan pasangan hidup memang panjang, namun cinta pertama adalah awal mula kita bisa merasakan bagaimana kita bisa mencintai seseorang dengan tulus, merasakan bahagia walaupun 'dia' si cinta pertama tidak kita bisa miliki.

After a dreadful incident, the Prince of Beverly, Sebastian Peters Goldsman was left cursed. Every girl that was set to be his Princess died mysteriously. He couldn't even coerce any; as soon as they started pleasuring, the girls would die. It has stopped bothering him until his f

Bailey is an erstwhile heiress to Earth and Fae Magick, protector of the portal into Faerie. And she hates it. Jayce needs to find a proper Queen to rule the Spring Court with him. Beckett has become jaded with life as the Prince of the Summer Court. Tobin, Prince of the Autumn Court, is a hopeless romantic still searching for the love of his very long Fae life. Murder, mystery and romance await all four as they traverse Faerie and Earth, searching for the murderer of Bailey's grandfather. They might be able to survive any attack from outsiders, but will they be able to survive each other as romance and intrigue colors their lives?

In a world where you find your soulmate through their emotions, the worlds closest soulmates struggle to find each other. There are no easy routes in life, only one's you chose not to travel.

In an attempt to summon a strong familiar, Rubisviel Fyaril, Witch of The Dark Forest, created a spell to bring forth an otherworldly entity only to end up summoning a Demon Prince with no memories of his past. She managed to convince the demon to leave however they parted after he gave her an oddly familiar kiss. When she finally thought that her life was going back to its witchy normality, her visitor returned only to claim that he's going to reside with her due to a master-servant curse that bound them on his summoning. Ruby was forced to live with a very flirtatious demon who seemed to want to bed her so she tried finding a way to break their curse. But what if his presence only attracts trouble? And what if he's actually part of the past she wanted to forget? Watch out little witch you're not the only one brewing evil in her pot. A Demon Queen you've once vanquished is rising from her grave to get back to you and when she does you better sharpen your weapons and kiss your demon for the long nights about to come.

"Your highness, this is my daughter, and I offer you my loyalty." At a fancy party, I hid in a corner and watched my father, an alpha, bend over to speak to the prince on the throne, while my sister, Bernice, wore a tight, glamorous dress, sit at the prince's feet and show him a charming and smug smile. It was a reception for the Prince and for my sister to be his mate. "My girl, I got you." My cousin's disgusting voice sounded. A chill ran down my back. "You can't get it off," he said, reaching for me again. No... At the same time, there was a low cry from the banquet center. Bernice looked pale, and the prince frowned at the crowd before him. He had a Lycan oppressive aura that made everyone afraid to breathe. "Not her," said the prince, refusing even to look at Bernice. How did this happen? Isn't the Prince's mate Bernice? I hid in the corner. I wasn't in the mood to see what was going on at the party. I just wanted to get rid of the jerk in front of me. But why did the Prince look at me hiding in the corner? Oh, Moon goddess, I can't read his eyes.

“I don’t think you realize it, but I’m not that kind of girl.”He thought he owned me, but there was no way I would let him see me break.“I bought you… remember?” He replied, the corners of his lips turning up into a smirk.“No, you bought my virginity.”Laughter erupted as his sinister gaze swept over my body. “Isn’t that the same thing?”***Lyla, a university student, falls into financial troubles when returning back to school. In a rush of desperation–and a drunken haze– she signs up to a Sugar babies site in hopes to sell her virginity to the highest bidder. The only problem is when Lyla returns to her senses, she realizes not only was she sold to just any man, she was sold to the Prince of Dubai. A prince with secrets and a hunger for all things dark and dangerous. Will she be able to resist his dark advances? Sold to the Prince of Dubai is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

It was our seventh anniversary. Christopher Quinton proposed to me with nothing but a ring pull. He got his true love a house. When I said no, he rebuked me like I was some sort of gold digger. "I thought my love for you was worth more than anything money could buy. I only got Rachel that house to pay her back for all she did for me. I can't believe you thought I still loved her. You disappoint me." I broke up with him and tossed the ring pull into the bin. Then, I walked off. The next day, Christopher took away my position as VP and told everyone he was getting engaged to Rachel. … Five years later, we ran into each other at a charity horserace. He was a successful businessman, and the woman beside him was Rachel, all dressed in custom-made clothes. I was dressed in janitor attire and stuffing plastic bottles into my woven bag. He mocked, "Look at you, Queenie Dean. Scavenging for a living. Bet you didn't see this coming when you ditched me, did you?" I ignored him. My son had run off, and I had to look for him. The boy noticed the plastic bottles that were strewn across the ground, and he insisted that we stay back to finish his social practice activity here.