samara lirik

"I'd leave you in a burning house to save myself, unless you are of use to me, I might consider saving you. Not every human has a heart as yours, you should let that sink in your head." "I-I am your wife," she said lowly and he chuckled. "Don't tell me you are part of those women who are trying so hard to get me, no? I didn't think you'd want me this bad." he said while glancing at another direction before turning to face her. Samara felt her heart sink as she tried so hard to hold back her tears, her husband...he could no longer recognize who she was. How long would it take? ************ 20 year old Samara gets married to a foreigner who resides in her country. She had always been prepared to either be given away by her father to a man whom she knew nothing about, it didn't matter to her but the man whom her father had chosen did matter. He was the infamous CEO. Rajput Singh had found a perfect match for his daughter, a man rumoured to be a devil, deceit was something he was used to and he could never let go. He was the current CEO of the Yu corporation since his father got bedridden after an accident. Yu Liang, the current CEO gets married to Samara. They both live in different worlds. One bold and cunning, the other naive and humble. Will their world ever match or would it remain distant as ever? ________ Cast your power stones for this book guys! It's an entry for a contest and I hope y'all would make my dreams come true. Follow me on Instagram for updates on this novel. _fatimah.abdulwahab Facebook page: Fatimah_Abdulwahab Future thanks to those who would cast their powerstones and helpful comments. I'd really appreciate it. It motivates me. Thank you. *Book cover not mine

Samara gets dumped by her boyfriend for someone prettier. Determined to get herself back, she transforms herself and plans revenge. But things get complicated with twists and turns. Can she succeed without losing herself in the process? This is a story of heartbreak, transformation, regrets and revenge.

Jiang Chen once stood at the peak of the cultivation world — feared by emperors, worshipped by millions, and powerful enough to challenge the heavens themselves. But when he uncovered a forbidden secret hidden within the Divine Realm, the 18 Gods betrayed him and destroyed everything he loved. Killed by the very gods he trusted, Jiang Chen should have vanished forever. Instead, he awakens thousands of years in the past, reborn in the body of his younger self. Armed with the memories of his previous life, forbidden cultivation arts, and an unquenchable thirst for revenge, Jiang Chen begins his second journey through a ruthless world of sect wars, ancient bloodlines, heavenly treasures, and deadly beauties. Every battle brings him closer to reclaiming his lost power… and closer to the day he ascends once more to slaughter the gods who betrayed him. But the path of revenge is never simple. As dark conspiracies emerge and forgotten ancient beings awaken, Jiang Chen realizes that the truth behind his death may be far more terrifying than he imagined. To survive, he must dominate the martial world, conquer divine realms, and decide whether he will remain human… or become something even the gods fear. In a world where power rules all, one man returns from death to rewrite fate itself. The gods once called him a traitor. Soon, they will call him their nightmare.

Most people use umbrellas to stay dry. Sam Seril uses hers to accidentally wipe out the Chicago power grid. To be fair, Sam always knew her life was a little weird. Her parents claim to be "international business consultants," which is apparently code for dragging their daughter and her best friend on Indiana Jones-style family vacations. Vacations that occasionally end in chaotic bar fights with street gangs. And for the record, Sam swears she only fractured that guy's skull by accident. But a rainy day suddenly turning into a cross-universe trip through he school librery door? That is a new level of weird. It turns out, the universe operates on a few core principles but actively strives for the absurd. Case in point: the Levitron. Plucked from her Dad's mundane umbrella bin, this device flies, manipulates dozens of energy types, and fires weaponized particle beams. It also houses a highly abrasive, sarcasm-prone AI help program who genuinely believes that maximum collateral damage is the most efficient answer to any given situation. And that is only what the AI is willing to tell her it can do for now. Welcome to the outlandish, and totally absurd life Sam Seril never knew she had—and now has to somehow survive. This is a light novel with illustrations. Many will be posted on the website readsamara77.com or helps support work work by purchasing the ebook for the full experience. Posts will be daily unless I indicate otherwise.

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Samara wakes up again for the third time in the familiar waiting room in DanilG medical center. the starting point of her last two rebirths , her fourth time living this same life. she thrives to make this the best one yet and the last one as she make it to old age

She has lived before. She has loved before. And every time… it ends in death.

Buku yang misterius datang dari kota kecil ke moskwa , dibawa oleh seorang pemuda jenius bernama vladminsky. Dia membawa keganjilan dan seolah mengikat kutukan dalam sampul bernama samara. Belum diketahui pasti apa arti yang dikandung dalam buku ini dan nomer telepon misterius yang selalu memanggil orang orang yang ada di sekitar buku ini. Bahkan siapapun orang yang berani menelaah nomer ini atau pun menjawab teleponya maka akan ber akhir tragis dalam kehidupanya. Di bandara kecil terbang pesawat bermuatan kurang dari seratus orang menuju ibu kota moskwa. Rusia secara ber abad abad penuh dengan warna warni kehidupan yang menghiasi negeri dan panggung dunia ini.

The sun, a feeble memory, struggles to pierce through the oppressive clouds that hang like a funeral shroud. Its feeble attempts to illuminate the desolation below only serve to cast a sickly pallor on the skeletal remains of a once-vibrant world. The rivers, once teeming with life, now flow as sluggish veins of ichor, carrying the lifeblood of a dying realm to the heart of an insatiable darkness.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"