The Last Flight: A Novel

As her ears started ringing, the lump in her throat growing, the words he spoke faded into the background. Her eyes welled up, and her breath hitched, she had heard him right? “Earth to Rebecca, hello?!” He replied to her in an annoyed tone. She took a deep breath, “After 20 yrs you really don’t want a life with me” she managed to speak slightly above a whisper. She had been his rock, put his needs first, never said no to his frivolous spending, and had loved him enough for the both of them; yet in the small bedroom in their city apartment he stood with divorce papers in hand. She hadn’t been naive about the rough patch that they were navigating, but they had always worked past because Rebecca had always put her husband 1st. “Rebecca I don’t love you and no level of your love is going to undo these divorce papers. I can’t even stand to be in this room with you, but I want to be on a united front when we tell the kids.”

เรื่องราวความวุ่นวายและเรื่องชวนปวดหัวกำลังเริ่มต้นขึ้นหลังจากที่คนสองคนกลายร่างจากคนปกติเป็นคนขี้เมา… เรื่องราวของความปวดหัวของหญิงสาวที่ปิดกั้นเรื่องความรักกลับมาถูกผู้ชายที่อายุน้อยกว่าเธอหลายปีทำให้เธอต้องเสียใจเพราะเขาคนนั้นดันรู้และจับความรู้สึกลึกๆของเธอได้.. ความน่ารัก ความกวน และความจริงใจของเขาทำให้เธอเริ่มลังเลขึ้นมา.. เธอควรจะทำอย่างไร… เธอจะไปต่อหรือพอแค่นี้.. ถ้าเธอเลือกที่จะเปิดใจให้เขา.. เธอจะเสียใจและเจ็บปวดกับความรักอีกรึเปล่า.. สัญญาได้ไหม สัญญาว่าจะไม่ทำให้เธอเสียใจอีก สัญญาได้ไหมว่าจะไม่ทำให้เธอต้องเจ็บปวดจากคำว่ารักอีกครั้ง…. เธอไม่ต้องการแล้วเธอไม่อยากเสียใจเพราะความรักอีกแล้ว… ขอแค่เธอคนนั้นเปิดใจให้เขาสักนิด.. แค่นิเดียวเท่านั้นเขาจะเป็นคนดูแลและรักษาความรู้สึกที่เธอปิดกั้นและปกปิดมันเอาไว้ด้วยรอยยิ้มที่สดใส.. แต่ภายในกลับไม่เป็นแบบนั้น.. ขอแค่เธอลองเปิดใจให้เขาคนนี้ได้เข้าไปดูแลหัวใจและจิตใจที่บอบช้ำ.. เขาสัญญาว่าเขาจะทำทุกอย่างให้เธอคนนี้กลับมายิ้มอย่างสดใส..รอยยิ้มที่มันออกมาจากความสุขที่แท้จริงไม่ใช่รอยยิ้มทางการค้า..

"You're mine Ariella Vandenberg" his hand firmly wraps around her slender waist, pulling her closer to him. "Jay...I..I hate you... so much" he smirked and without permission, smashed his cold lips unto hers, enveloping in a passionate kiss. "We Both know that's a lie..". * *. * * Following a painful breakup with her fiancé, Arielle Vandenberg finds sanctuary in a darkly lit club, her thoughts clouded by sadness. But when she crosses paths with Jay Sinclair, a dangerously charming billionaire, her night takes an unexpected turn. Jay Sinclair is the last man Arielle shouldn't be engaged with, given his vicious reputation and untouchable status. But, when a controversy threatens Arielle's future, Jay makes her an attractive proposal: a contract marriage to solve both of their issues. The rules are simple: no strings, no love, just business. But when she starts to unwind, she finds out the awful truth: Jay has been using her from the start. Their terrible encounter at the bar wasn't a coincidence; rather, a deliberate plot to wreak revenge on her family's betrayal done years back, which she knows nothing of. However, with her heart now on the line, she must decide between walking away from the only person who can save her and her family and trusting the guy who fooled her. will Arielle find out even more devastating details about the guy she thought she knew, or will love be able to endure betrayal?.

สำหรับเขาอายุไม่ใช่ปัญหา โดยเฉพาะเรื่องบนเตียง “พอนอนแล้วก็เท่าเทียมกันหมดนั่นแหละ” “ในหัวเฮียคงมีแต่เรื่องแบบนี้สินะ...”

"I love you..." His pitch increases as rage joins in, but still, he manages to retain gentility in his voice. "...but that doesn't mean I can't slit your throat, peanut!... DON'T ANGER ME." Blood drips down my wrist as his blue eyes tore me down, I could feel my fragile, lean wrist trapped within his muscular grip. As he screamed, my heart skipped into my mouth, memories filled my head, memories on how I willingly walked into a trap set up by the devil himself. **** Cupid strikes yet again, boring a deadly arrow in her chest... Krystal Gomez begins a pursuit. Little does she know that soon, she'll become his prey.

...Xavier was dragged away like a log of wood. I was shivering and sweating, the only thing I felt around me was the unknown. The windows flung open and we constantly flapping against the wood, the chandeliers were singing back and forth. My dear intensified... **** Sandra and her fiancee, Xavier have decided to try something new outside of their usual. They will leave their home to another's man life to start life afresh. Will they be happy about what their lives will turn to? Let's find out!!!.

(18+ Explicit Content) Buy me.” My voice rings clear through the room. "Buy me and I will serve you until my purpose is through. Buy me and save me from death.” Dante merely laughs at me, "Why should I save you? I'm no hero, girl. You've stepped into a 's den and you're committing yourself to me.” I don't budge, fighting through the urge to cower before him. “I'll give you one chance to walk away, Atwood girl. If you don't, you will be mine and no one can save you from me.” But that’s exactly what I need. Not a hero, but a monster who could tear the world down and bring my sister back to me. I would sacrifice anything for her, including my freedom. Jean Atwood was at the top of the world. A perfect life for the perfect daughter of the esteemed and powerful Atwood family. But one mistake turned her life upside down and brought her family's name to the ground. Drowned in debt after her parents' deaths, Jean must find a way to free herself and her beloved younger sister from slavery.

Malia Ray Smith, the heiress to the country's largest chocolate manufacturer, thought she had it all wealth, power, and the love of her father. But her husband Maynard Salvador cheats on her leaving Malia feeling worthless and insecure Just when Malia thought things couldn't get any worse, Larson Reynold enters her life and sweeps her off her feet and Malia believes she has found her true love. But as she falls deeper, she uncovers a web of lies and deception, and realizes she's been nothing but a pawn in Larson's dangerous game. Malia must navigate a world of betrayal, corruption, and evil plotting, all while finding the strength to stand up for herself and fight for the love and happiness she truly deserves.

Awakening to a bewildering and astonishing reality, Seraphina found herself in an extraordinary situation: she had transmigrated into her own novel, stepping into the shoes of a character she had meticulously crafted. The male lead in her story was notoriously elusive, challenging to approach, and the master of a harem. Seraphina, now Zephyrine Everlynn, unexpectedly found herself among the women in his harem. It was utterly absurd! Promptly leaving the harem, Seraphina used her knowledge to help others win the male lead's heart, all for the right price. But why did the male lead continuously find his way back to her?

Because I saved my husband during a car accident, I lost my eyesight. He wept, promising to treat me well for the rest of our lives to repay my sacrifice. I cooperated with the treatment wholeheartedly, hoping for a full recovery. But on the day I finally regained my sight, I stumbled upon something that shattered my world. In our marital home, his first love lay beneath him, her flushed face betraying the passion of the moment. Their bodies intertwined, and the air around them thick with stifled moans—a vivid tableau of infidelity. "She's just a blind woman. Why haven't you divorced her yet?" the woman murmured impatiently, her voice laced with disdain as she moved against him. My husband, immersed in pleasure, still mumbled an excuse. "My love, just a little longer. Soon, we'll be together openly…" I turned and left without a word, pretending I had seen nothing. As I walked away, I remembered the witch's sacrificial ritual in the misty forest—only a few days away. My husband's betrayal cut deep, carving wounds I couldn't ignore. I made up my mind to return to the forest, to embrace my identity as a witch once more, and to sever all ties with him. Yet, after I disappeared, word reached me that he was searching for me everywhere like a madman. Rumor had it he had completely lost his mind.