Solo Max Level Newbie 27

Rich privilege is real. I just got dumped after two months of dating. The reason is I'm not rich. My ex said, "Grace gives me everything I want. You're just an ordinary girl." Instead of crying ugly, I'll shine to the highest level until their necks hurt from looking down. However, my path up the level ladder wasn't as smooth as a child's romance. I must work hard under a boss who drives me crazy every day. He's too crazy. Even the blind date was my decision, he was the one who decided to be my partner.

When Bonita began hoping to take their relationship to the next level, towards marriage, Benjamin was caught red-handed cheating with a graceful and seductive model. Letting go of the man she loved was incredibly difficult for Bonita. The four years they had spent together, after she had closed her heart due to trauma from a previous marriage, were too precious to just let go. Will Benjamin admit to his affair and choose the sexy model? What will become of Benjamin and Bonita's relationship after the affair is exposed?

Isabella Campbell is a seemingly nice, down-to-earth junior administrative officer for L and C Investments. But at night, she is Belle, the sexy stripper who knows how to have fun and live life. Everything goes well till her boss, Richard, gets fired and is replaced with the world's most arrogant man. There's more at stake than just her job. Her arrogant boss is also sinfully attractive. Claude does not have the time nor the patience for the mess that was L and C investments. He returns from France to take up a job way below his level just because he wants to prove to his father he was worth it, that he could turn water into wine. Claude plans to revamp the company from its grave and he would remove any obstacle in his way if that was what it took. With Isabelle’s day job on the line, what will happen when she realizes she has fallen in love with the same man that would ruin her life?

27 years old Latoya Fields Martinez married to 35 years old billionaire Carlos Martinez who is Mexican. They had a 4years old daughter Cassie Martinez. Carlos is always busy and have less time for a s family, whenever Latoya talks to him about it, he'll loose his temper on her. This cause Latoya to feel lonely and miserable all the time. She the start having an affair with her driver Josh Miller. . "What happen lastnight was a terrible mistake, we both got carried away and things happen that shouldn't have" "Toya you and I know lastnight wasn't a mistake, I made you felt love and pleasure that he never let you felt before."

The death rate in the Silver moon pack increases on an immense level as a certain rogue wolf wanders around, destroying the lives and the properties of the inhabitants of the pack. His reasons are unknown. His goals are unstated. And his Identity is uncertain. Yet, on a particular night every week, it is believed that the residents are obligated to go into hiding just to be safe from the werewolf's rage. Mila, a young girl of approximately twenty years of age, falls victim to this werewolf's rage, losing her mother who was bent on protecting her. She decided to go on a mission to unravel the secrets behind this strange werewolf and save the entire pack. But she has no skills, no knowledge of the battle, and no one to coach or support her in this decision she makes. Does she succeed? Read on as Mila builds confidence and skills in the bid to avenge her mother's death.

"Please teach me to become a better writer!" "Oh?" Joaquin got his glass sipped his whiskey as he looked at me in a condescending manner. "I need something in return," he teased as he put his glass down on the table, making me nod excitingly. "Yes, yes! I would do anything you ask for!" Hearing her feedback, he stood up from his chair then walked towards me, chuckling. "Erm..." I stepped away from him, now bumping my back on the wall behind me. Surprised, I gasped as he did a breathtakingly hot "kabe-don". He then spoke near my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "What if I ask... for a collaboration?" --- Haven Thorne, a young woman who is eager to become a great writer, secretly attended a party that was hosted by a popular and rich top author, Joaquin Greyson. Wanting to learn from the great writer, Haven gathered her courage and visited his home for consecutive days even after the constant rejections. Irritated, Joaquin entertained the persistent woman to stop her. Seeing her determination however, piqued his interest and had agreed to her request—even asking for a collaboration! Will the top author really be willing to teach the newbie, or will he lose his patience? Will she able to meet the demands of her experienced mentor, or will she disappoint him? With that in mind, what will their pen and passion teach them? Love, hate… or something more?

Evangeline Rutherford once loved a man with all her heart-and he destroyed her without hesitation. Three years of cold, hurtful marriage ended in cruel humiliation. She was kicked out for nothing, unilaterally divorced, and abandoned as if she'd never mattered. But Eva didn't choose to be destroyed. She buried her past and rose as Pearl Oceanna, a respected fashion icon. The world now knows her as an untouchable woman-perfect on the outside, but building a high wall around her heart. Only one man has ever dared to breach her defenses: Maximilian Von Ziegler. Max was the only one who believed in Eva when the world belittled her. He saw her broken heart, reached out, and rebuilt her confidence. But even though Max loved her with all his heart, Eva never really let him in. The wounds of the past are too deep, and she's afraid that loving means giving herself a chance to be hurt again. However, things go awry when Roderick Langley, the man who once destroyed her, returns to her life. With a face full of regret, Rick tries to win her back. At the same time, Max extends his hand-not to ask, but to remind Eva that she deserves to be loved sincerely. Eva knows she has to choose. But this time, it is not a man who will decide her destiny - but herself.

After the plane crash, my body was never recovered. My soul drifted back to the home I hadn't stepped foot in for five years. They didn't know I was dead. They were still waiting for me to come home for Christmas. When my mom got the call from the airline, she froze for a long time, completely at a loss, before breaking down in tears. I followed them as they went to the memorial crash site. That was when I noticed something strange—I could see their levels of regret hovering above their heads. My brother's regret level read: 40%. My father's showed: 60%. Even my sister-in-law had 30% over her head. But my mother's regret level? It flashed a cold, unchanging 0%.

"You're an insensitive Bastard," I say. I want him to say something to do something, but he just leans against the wall staring at me. To my horror, I feel the telltale sign of tears, but I blink it away aggressively. Max walks towards me and cups my face "You've no idea," he says, leaning in. I don't know what I hope for, but I lift my head to face him anyway. We stare at each other for what feels like an eternity when he whispers "Do you think I'm not tired Callista, you should know by now that I am an addict and you are my addiction, I know I should back away, but these days when it comes to you, it seems my body doesn't obey my commands. I close my eyes, and i see you. I breathe, and your scent fills the air. Every day, i crave a taste of you. You everything to me. " His nose caresses my cheek, and he takes a long inhale, and I realise he's breathing in my scent. He then puts his forehead to mine, and his lips brush mine when he says "I'm never going back to how I was before, am I?" When I open my eyes, he's gone.

There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room. "If you touch her again, the next bullet I shoot will go right through your head. Comprendere?" He warns, and the threat is clear as the eyes of many people around us widen and get scared. .................................... Lula has always liked the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. You can take a picture and know that it will last at least as long as the people in it, if not longer. That is, until she takes a picture of something by accident that will make her regret that one innocent click over and over.