The Mummy Or Ramses The Damned

“Think you can run, princess? Not in this life or the next, you’ll never escape me!” — Pedro “Please Pedro, f*cking die!” — Aelia ——— This man is obsessed with me and at the same time it’s not me he’s obsessed with, instead it’s my appearance but not mine! His deceased first love! But no matter how many times I yell “I’m not her!” He doesn’t seem to listen. He’s too consumed with owning me as a replacement for his dead lover to understand common sense! Oh, did I forget to mention that Mr. Tall, handsome and dangerous is married?! I want to escape him, I want to flee if it means going to the ends of the earth but all my attempts are futile. Even if I BEG he won’t let me go, WORSE yet, even if I BREAK! SERIES NAME: MAFIA’S PET (Vol 1)

Yasmin spent her entire life in the church as a nun. Her father was a well respected and over zealous priest and she was as silent and quiet as an empty chapel. But all that changed the day she met Jacob West, a dominant billionaire bad boy and every girl's dream lover. She learns things about herself that she never knew. He engages her mind and body and teaches her pleasure and pain, a different kind of pain than the one her father inflicted on her for tiny mistakes. Her entire world changes, she knows too much. Will her father ever forgive her? Maybe she was just not cut out to be a nun after all.

My neighbor is a physics genius. He's spent the past six months preparing for an important physics competition. However, he wants to skip it to care for his girlfriend, who has a fever. I tell his parents about it. So, he's forced to participate in the competition. He wins first place and is admitted to Quinver University. Later, he establishes his own business and finds success. I become one of his employees. He looks down at me imperiously in a dim basement. He stomps on my fingers, shattering them. "You deserve this for being so wicked, Larissa Clarke." When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to before any of this ever happened.

“Apa yang bisa kamu lakukan untuk saya, Nes?” Suara berat dengan bahasa formal yang kaku itu menyentak kesadaran Nesa. Sudah pasti lelaki itu persis dengan apa yang digambarkan kepalanya. Dari namanya saja seolah sudah terbaca; Barata—Tua, tambun, jelek dan genit. Jemari Nesa meremas ujung baju kurungnya yang menjuntai hingga atas lutut dengan kuat. Dia dikirim ke rumah besar ini sebagai tebusan utang menggunung bapaknya pada sang tuan tanah. Dia harus kabur dari sini. Dia sudah berbalik dan hendak mengeluarkan jurus seribu langkah, tetapi suara bariton lelaki itu berhasil menghentikannya. “Jika kamu nekat keluar dari rumah ini, maka pintu rumah ini akan selamanya tertutup untuk kamu. Dan kamu tahu apa artinya?” Nesa menelan salivanya susah payah. Apakah ini akhir kegadisannya? Terperangkap ke dalam cangkang si tuan tanah tua?

He destroyed her once. This time, she'll make him beg for mercy. Betrayed. Broken. Left for dead. Freya Herondale clawed her way out of the grave they dug for her — and now the mate who shattered her world stands unknowingly in her path. Forced into an arranged marriage with the man she vowed to hate, Freya must decide: ruin him as he ruined her... or risk everything for a bond that's far more dangerous than love. In a court of wolves and lies, survival isn't a choice. It's war. And this time, she plays to win.

A girl named "Swara" spending her life, by doing a job in one cafe in the city of "London." She was happy in her small world created by herself. However, her life changed when she got kidnapped one day while returning from her job at night. Later, when she opened her eyes, she found herself tied with a pole. And in front of her were standing the people, who were having the sight of vultures. "No...," she murmured in fear.

Aris bergegas mengemasi pakaiannya, berderai keringat, nafasnya memburu tak karuan. Sementara di luar jeritan orang tertindas dan lolongan kebencian massa saling bersautan. Toko-toko dan kendaraan dibakar. Langit sedang dipenuhi asap hitam dan tangisan kaum perempuan. Di sisi lain, Asha dengan langkah yang gontai, berusaha mencari kekasihnya. Betapapun kacaunya keadaan di jalanan. Setibanya di tempat tinggal Aris, dia mendapati bahwa pintunya tergembok. Ada sedikit angin yang melegakan tenggorokan, setidaknya Aris masih ada di bumi tentu karena dia masih sempat mengunci pintu. Asha memutuskan kembali ke tempat persembunyian, alih-alih Aris sudah pergi kesana. Sayangnya segerombolan massa telah menghadang. Siap dengan segala aksinya. Asha kelimpungan, gemetar seluruh badan. Suaranya tercekat, sementara air mata terus meluncur bebas tanpa henti. kakinya seperti mati. Dalam batinnya dia menggaung pasrah, di pikirannya dia mengenang nama Aris.

Readers said. 'Very funny, I needed cold showers! I dropped my tablet in the bath! Totally original. Outrageous. The goddesses thread is totally original.' Goddesses - is this what 50 Shades should have been about? Connie Grimshaw, is now a successful businesswoman in an international consultancy. She reached these dizzy heights by believing her mother - work hard and reject emotional needs. On a business trip, the dam bursts and her libido refuses to be silenced. Her PA (Dee) helps her reconcile her lascivious feelings by using a series of parables from ancient goddesses. This works until the goddesses land her in hilarious, embarrassing and sometimes, dangerous situations as she develops the vamp in herself. But there are forces at work, which try to mismanage her feelings. Can she defeat the bad boys? Firstly, she has to deal with Greg, the evil misogynist.

Keaton Rourke and I get in a car accident. My liver ruptures, and I'm drenched in my blood. Teresa Bellamy, my wife, leaves me to die and runs off to save Keaton, who only has a scratch on his forehead. I'm unconscious and clinging to life in the emergency room, but Teresa fusses over how to keep Keaton's forehead from getting a scar. I wake up feeling nothing but disappointment and toss the divorce papers right in her face. She rips the divorce papers to pieces like a lunatic and makes it clear that divorce will only happen over her dead body. I used to bend over backward to make her happy. Now I'm ready to divorce her, no matter what it takes.

There is a Past and then there is a Present. What should be our choice? To go along with the Past, feeling the familiarity of it or to go along with the Present, wishing for something new and hoping it to be amazing? With Past, we already know what to expect and know that it will not hurt the same if something goes wrong again. With Present, we don’t know what to expect and also feel that it may hurt even more than ever. So, should we let go of the past or ignore the present? With all these confusing and unanswerable questions there are a few people who are ready to tell you their story. This is the story of one among such people who has a tough but again, not so tough choice to take between past and present. Hope whatever choice that person takes will be near to perfect one, or at least far away from worst.