Sugar Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hello, Oot is here (Read O-o-t, not 'Ut,' hehe). I am an exclusive writer at Goodnovel Indonesia (Exclusive Goodnovelist). The original version of 'My Possessive Sugar Daddy’ (Indonesian ver) is my first novel on this platform and reached 1,2 million readers when this English version was published. The success of this book made me chosen as one of the Authors of the Year in 2021. By the way, this book has been completed since November 2021. And this February 2023, I decided to make an English version due to several requests from global readers both on I*******m DM's and in the comments session.

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

Dylan could not believe that she was pushing any young woman she saw to him. While Sugar was dressed plainly, she looked elegant. She probably came from a wealthy family. Was his nana playing matchmaker despite only meeting Sugar for the first time and not knowing anything about her background? Grandma May knew that he was in love with Chameleon Fox. How could he like Sugar when he even rejected Imogen? Sugar’s and Imogen’s personalities were complete opposites. Sugar was more energetic, but she still could not compare to his Chameleon Fox. ‘Ah, my little fox. Am I that terrible of a man that you don’t even want to tell me your name?’

She nodded her head and kissed the back of her hand. “I am sorry darling. I would never leave you again” Paula sighed and drifted to sleep patting Zachary. Zara stared at Paula and remembered the reason for her return. She still couldn’t believe the sudden turn of events in her life in just one month. Author's note : Hello cuties....... I am so happy to announce about my third novel. I am expecting to release it in two months. I can't reveal the name yet but the genre is romantic mafia story. And we are just 30 chapters away to complete this book. His Sparkling Sunshine please share your thoughts in the comment section Love you all....

It's called: Sweet treachery. by Penaciousshewa. And help leave a review on her book. Thanks a lot! Author note

“No… No… No… Eva Sweetheart… Listen to me first… Listen to me… I don’t…” Sugar Aquarius gently clutched his Eva Sweetheart’s hand to prevent her from leaving away. What Sugar Aquarius wanted was that he and his Eva Sweetheart didn’t meet and see each other first for a little while at least until the culprit having put the red orpiment to his Prince Virando’s soup was caught. He never expected to part forever from his Eva Sweetheart. He never expected either that his Eva Sweetheart would want to totally break up with him. Not knowing why, thinking that he’d never meet and see his Eva Sweetheart anymore, Sugar Aquarius was tremendously afraid, worried and horrified.

"Fine but you owe me." "Okay babes." All the eyes of the man were on them. One man even went up to Sabrina. "Miss how do you feel about being my woman." This was Cody a second generation rich kid. He partied till the sun came out. He had many woman around him begging for attention and he loved being the centre of attention. "No thanks I'm good." "Baby girl I.can take care of you and give you whatever you want in exchange for you." "No thanks but when I need a sugar daddy will call you."

Aurelia I prepare the apartment with the same meticulous care I apply to high-stakes negotiations. Each element has purpose, a carefully curated atmosphere designed to relax and invite confidence. The lights are set low but not dim enough to hide anything—just enough to soften edges and deflect harsh scrutiny. The space is immaculate, yet holds the casual warmth of someone who lives there, creating an inviting ambiance. A bottle of wine breathes on the counter, the aroma mingling with the faint scent of fresh flowers I picked earlier, enhancing the illusion of effortless elegance.

But I was writing my own chapter now. One filled with dangerous pleasure, late-night charcoal sketches, and a silver-fox billionaire who made me feel like the most valuable piece of art in the city. The question was no longer whether I could balance both worlds. It was which world I was willing to fight for.

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