Novel & Cerita Study Buddies

The news that Angelo Rizzo was becoming the new Don of Brucklin District had spread throughout the entire family. Everyone knew except me, Lila Bennett, his fiancee. He had always thought I was childish, like an irritating tail he couldn't shake off, sticking to him wherever he went. "I've only managed to bag Brucklin District all thanks to Cyrus." The study door was ajar as the scent of cigar smoke drifted out along with his voice. "Lila? Why bring her up? She's annoying. Like a piece of gum stuck to your hair." I crouched on the hallway carpet, lost in thought. Before, it was always Angelo leaving first and me realizing it too late. This time, I wanted to surprise him by going to Brucklin ahead of him. When he saw me there first, he'd realize that I was smart. But the next day, at the bus station, when the driver asked where I was going, I mixed Brucklin and Mannattan up. The driver grew impatient. Afraid he'd call me an idiot like Angelo would, I hurriedly shove the money at him. "To Mannattan! I'm going to Mannattan District!"

As the college entrance exams approached, I paid the top student in our class to tutor me. But the day she came over, she brought along her childhood sweetheart and insisted that he join our study sessions. I declined her request politely, and she did not press the matter further. The boy left my house in defeat and was struck by a car, suffering injuries so severe that they left him crippled. He could no longer continue his education and was forced to drop out, taking on grueling manual labor to survive. The girl continued tutoring me nonetheless. We both gained admission to the same university, grew close over time, fell in love, got married, and started a family. But on the night of our wedding anniversary, Sharon slipped poison into my soup and watched impassively as I began to convulse and vomit blood, the crimson stain spreading slowly across the floor. "This is what you owe Harry," she said with cold venom. "Taste what it's like to lose all hope." It turned out that she had harbored resentment toward me for all those years. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she first came to my house with her friend.

Keisha Peterson has her senior year all planned out, she is going to study to get good grades for college, do everything in her power to make her crush notice her and also have a fun-filled year. But all her plans is crushed when he walks back into her life unexpectedly. Jake Hawkins, her best friend who had disappeared without a word years ago. The boy she once had a huge crush on but now hates with every fiber of her being. When he returns, he has become ten times hotter, taller, and annoyingly charming. Somehow, he is everywhere she turns. Just when Keisha starts to have a chance with her new crush, fate throws her into a whirlwind of confusion, secrets, and unexpected painful truths. Why is Jake suddenly acting like he never broke her? Why does her heart still race when he's near? And why does it seem like the more she was trying to hate him, the more she became attracted to him? Will she be able to accept the truth when she finds out? Will she be able to keep hating him or finally give in to her true feelings?

Elise Stanton has one dream: to study medicine. When she earns a coveted spot in medical school, her future seems bright—until her parents present her with an ultimatum. The only way they’ll pay her tuition is if she marries Alejandro Mendoza, the disabled heir to a powerful family. “Marry a stranger for money? Is that the price of my freedom?” Elise protests, her voice trembling with frustration. “Clara gets her luxuries handed to her, but I have to sell my life to pursue my dream?” In her family’s eyes, she is always second-best, a shadow to her younger sister, Clara. Left with no other choice, Elise agrees to her parents’ condition. Then she meets Alejandro Mendoza. Confined to a wheelchair, Alejandro is bitter and guarded, his piercing gaze a wall against the world. But when Elise examines his condition, her sharp medical instincts kick in. “The doctors had a wrong diagnosis,” she insists. “Your condition is reversible.” Alejandro narrows his eyes. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?” Her answer is simple: “I’ll help you recover, and when you can walk again, this marriage ends.”

I never meant to fall for Nicholas Cross. He's my best friend's father. A billionaire hotel mogul. He was eighteen years older than me and completely off limits. But when Riley begs me to spend Christmas at their Aspen estate, I can't say no. She needs backup dealing with her nightmare mother and the boy toy fiancé. I tell myself I can handle two weeks of pretending Nick doesn't make my heart race every time he walks into a room. Then a snowstorm traps us together. His ex-wife shows up determined to destroy him. And late one night in his study, Nick looks at me like I'm not just his daughter's friend anymore. Riley gives us her blessing. His mother thinks I'm a gold digger. His ex-wife will use our relationship to take everything from him. The world will judge us. But when Nick looks at me like I'm his whole world, none of that matters. Until Amanda plays her final card. And I have to choose between protecting the man I love or losing him forever. This Christmas, some rules are made to be broken.

In spite of all her horrible past, this woman felt in her heart that she had to keep moving forward, she had a daughter to take care of, but no matter how hard she tried, she was always in crisis, because she did not have a good job, it was always hard to pay the utilities and food, until one moment to the next she was fired. This woman was not very accepted in society for the little experience she had, in addition to having no study and being a single mother, until onShe is Charlotte Ramirez, a very pretty and sweet girl who behind her beautiful and bright smile hides many problems, such as the death of her mother Chloe White, by a criminal gang, which affected her greatly in her adolescence and the cancer suffered by her father Noah Ramirez at the time of his adulthood. e day love knocked on her door and in a magical encounter she met Sebastian Wright a beautiful man and also very mysterious that little by little was introduced in her heart, and it turned out that this was not the man that Charlotte imagined, because behind his beautiful appearance hid a dark secret which would be able to change her life forever. What will happen between these two? Will her thirst for revenge allow her to open her heart to love?

Last Christmas—in my past life—I was on vacation when the call came. It was Lucy, the family’s new pet capo, and she was in a panic. She’d blown the deal with the Colombians, she said, and now they were threatening to make us pay. I had to rush back and clean up the mess. I saved the deal, but it still cost us a shipment of hardware. And then Lucy, the one who caused the whole mess, pointed the finger straight at me. “It was Madeline! She gave me bad intel! She must’ve set me up!” The truth? The deal went south because she mouthed off to the Colombians and pissed them off. But Henry, the Godfather I’d served loyally for years, didn't want to hear my side. He just branded me a traitor. He kicked me out of the family and put the word out to every outfit that I was a rat. I had a price on my head. I died in some gutter, my body left for the dogs. When I opened my eyes again, it was just before that Christmas. This time, I walked straight into Henry's study and handed over my family signet. "I want out." This time, I can’t wait to see who’s left holding the bag with the pissed-off Colombians.

While picking up my parcel from the mailroom, I run into Ivan Judd, an underprivileged student from my grade who is working part-time there. While we chat, he finds out that I'd spent 128 thousand dollars during the Black Friday sales. Dumbfounded, Ivan cries, "I've never even seen that kind of money in my entire life! And you're spending it so casually? Did your mom send you to college to study or to blow money like this?" He yanks the parcel out of my hands and physically blocks the exit. "Return it immediately! Kids like you never understand how hard it is for adults to earn money! If you're this wasteful now, what man can afford to marry you in the future?" I can't help but laugh angrily at Ivan's ridiculous attitude. I retort, "What does me spending my mom's money have anything to do with you?" "How does it not?" He looks completely justified when he says, "I'm dating your mom. Every cent you spend counts as our future marital assets!" I am shocked. Isn't Mom a lesbian? Since when did she start liking men?

Irish the unwanted child, has been marked as the daughter of traitors, and she has been suffering since a long time ago, she was the hybrid daughter of the werewolf witch turned 18, and the peak of suffering in her life was the abuse committed by her uncle, she tried to escape leaving all the wounds and memories that had tortured her since a long time ago. Until one day she met the Maxwell family and was appointed by that rich family, Irish continued to study diligently to get all the best things in her life, but the presence of the two sons from the Maxwell family entirely changed her life, Sergio Maxwell and Anthony Romano. The two sons of a conglomerate who inherited a large company and also have an intense love only for the Irish, this becomes an unavoidable conflict between them, until the relationship and their love bond are stronger for the one woman they are fighting for, namely Irish. She can feel deeply in love, disappointment, betrayal, healing for her soul, and falling in love again, after many obstacles she has to face. Sergio and Romano have the same feelings for the Irish and with their werewolf's abilities, they can see that the Irish are their mate, how can they do this if both fall in love with the same woman? And of course, the strongest will survive and Sergio also tries to protect Ireland from all the dangers that have occurred in her life with many conflicts that have occurred.

For seven years, my husband told me I was the problem. He said I was too much, too soft, too broken to give him a child. I believed him, until the night of our anniversary, when I found two pink lines on a test… and found him on the study sofa with my best friend. She was pregnant too, his baby. She had been pregnant for months, I did not scream, I did not cry in front of them. I picked up my things, walked out with nothing, and never looked back. I built a new life in a city where nobody knew my name. I found a home. I found work I loved. I found a man who looked at me like I was never broken at all. Months later, my ex-husband showed up, begging me to come back now that he knew the truth: the baby was his too. He wanted me back the moment he realized what he lost. He was too late. I did not need his name. I did not need his money. I did not need him. While he lost everything he built on lies, I built a life that was finally, completely mine.