jonnie jacobs fantastic fiction

Başkan Grant, panik yapma, sadece artık karın geriye bakmayacak. Dört yıllık evliliği boyunca, Juliana Jacobs her zaman Evan'ın kalbinde değer verdiği kişi olduğuna inandı. Ta ki onu ve beyaz ay ışığını kol kola, bakışları birbirine kilitlenmiş halde gördüğü fotoğrafa kadar... Meğerse o sadece Evan'ın dikkatlice seçilmiş bir örtüsüymüş. Onunla beyaz ay ışığı arasındaki çarpık, dile getirilemeyen sırları gizlemek için bir örtü. Kararlılıkla kalbini ve sevgisini mühürleyen Juliana, boşanma anlaşmasını uzattı. Evan Grant güldü, "Bensiz nasıl yaşayacaksın?" Onun çalışmasını reddetti, onu Bayan Grant halesiyle bir ev hanımına dönüştürdü, sadece her zaman ona bağımlı olsun, onu terk edemesin diye. Ancak bir gün, bir zamanlar kendisine bağımlı olan eski eşinin yeni bir teknoloji elitine dönüştüğünü, Kingsford'un büyük bir aristokratı tarafından kucaklandığını ve öpüldüğünü gördü. O anda, onun geri döneceğine dair güveni, "sadece geçmişte kalan bir şey" diyen umursamaz sözleriyle paramparça oldu... Seçkin finans klanlarının varisleri ve çılgın bir talip ruhu gizleyen büyük bir aristokrat. Kahramanımız harabelerde büyür, ancak asla alçakgönüllü değildir.

Präsident Grant, geraten Sie nicht in Panik, es ist nur so, dass Ihre Frau nicht mehr zurückblicken wird. Vier Jahre lang glaubte Juliana Jacobs, sie sei die Person, die Evan am Herzen lag. Bis sie das Foto von ihm und seiner weißen Mondlicht-Geliebten sah, Arm in Arm, mit verweildenen Blicken... Es stellte sich heraus, dass sie nur eine sorgfältig ausgewählte Tarnung für ihn war. Eine Tarnung, um die verdrehten, unaussprechlichen Geheimnisse zwischen ihm und seinem weißen Mondlicht zu verbergen. Entschlossen verschloss Juliana ihr Herz und ihre Zuneigung und reichte die Scheidungsvereinbarung ein. Evan Grant lachte: "Ohne mich, wie willst du leben?" Er verweigerte ihr zu arbeiten und machte sie zu einer Hausfrau unter dem Heiligenschein von Frau Grant, nur damit sie immer von ihm abhängig sein würde, unfähig, ihn zu verlassen. Bis zu dem Tag, an dem er sah, wie sich seine einst abhängige Ex-Frau in eine neue Technologie-Elite verwandelte, die von einem großen Aristokraten von Kingsford umarmt und geküsst wurde. In diesem Moment zerschmetterte seine Zuversicht, dass sie zurückkehren würde, in ihren abweisenden Worten "nur eine Sache der Vergangenheit"... Erben prestigeträchtiger Finanzclans gegen einen großen Aristokraten, der die Seele eines wahnsinnigen Verehrers verbirgt. Die Heldin wächst in Ruinen auf, ist aber nicht bescheiden.

Presiden Grant, jangan panik, hanya saja istrimu tidak akan menoleh lagi. Selama empat tahun pernikahan, Juliana Jacobs selalu percaya bahwa dialah orang yang paling berharga di hati Evan. Sampai dia melihat foto Evan dan cahaya bulan putihnya yang bergandengan tangan, dengan tatapan yang penuh arti... Ternyata dia hanyalah sebuah kedok yang dipilih dengan hati-hati olehnya. Sebuah kedok untuk menyembunyikan rahasia terlarang yang tak terucapkan antara dia dan cahaya bulan putihnya. Dengan tegas menyegel hati dan kasih sayangnya, Juliana menyerahkan surat perjanjian perceraian. Evan Grant terkekeh, "Tanpa aku, bagaimana kau akan hidup?" Dia melarangnya bekerja, mengubahnya menjadi seorang ibu rumah tangga di bawah halo Nyonya Grant, hanya agar dia selalu bergantung padanya, tak mampu meninggalkannya. Namun, hingga suatu hari, dia melihat mantan istrinya yang dulunya bergantung padanya berubah menjadi elit teknologi baru, dipeluk dan dicium oleh seorang bangsawan agung dari Kingsford. Pada saat itu, keyakinannya bahwa dia akan kembali, hancur dalam kata-kata penolakan "hanya masa lalu"... Pewaris klan keuangan bergengsi vs. seorang bangsawan agung yang menyembunyikan jiwa pelamar gila. Sang heroine tumbuh dalam kehancuran, namun dia tidak rendah hati.

Président Grant, ne paniquez pas, c'est juste que votre femme ne regardera plus en arrière. Pendant quatre ans de mariage, Juliana Jacobs a toujours cru qu'elle était la personne la plus chère au cœur d'Evan. Jusqu'à ce qu'elle voie la photo de lui et de son clair de lune blanc enlacés, avec des regards persistants... Il s'est avéré qu'elle n'était qu'une couverture soigneusement choisie pour lui. Une couverture pour cacher les secrets tordus et indicibles entre lui et son clair de lune blanc. Résolument scellant son cœur et son affection, Juliana a remis l'accord de divorce. Evan Grant a ricané : « Sans moi, comment vivras-tu ? » Il lui a refusé de travailler, la transformant en femme au foyer sous l'auréole de Mme Grant, juste pour qu'elle dépende toujours de lui, incapable de le quitter. Cependant, jusqu'au jour où il a vu son ex-femme autrefois dépendante se transformer en une nouvelle élite technologique, embrassée et enlacée par un grand aristocrate de Kingsford. À ce moment-là, sa certitude qu'elle reviendrait s'est brisée dans ses mots dédaigneux « juste une chose du passé »... Héritiers de prestigieux clans financiers contre un grand aristocrate dissimulant l'âme d'un soupirant fou. L'héroïne grandit dans les ruines, mais elle n'est pas humble.

¡Presidente Grant, no se asuste, es solo que su esposa ya no mirará atrás! Durante cuatro años de matrimonio, Juliana Jacobs siempre creyó que era la persona que Evan tenía más cerca de su corazón. Hasta que vio la foto de él y su luz de luna blanca entrelazados del brazo, con miradas persistentes... Resultó que ella era simplemente una fachada cuidadosamente elegida para él. Una fachada para ocultar los secretos retorcidos e indecibles entre él y su luz de luna blanca. Resolutamente sellando su corazón y afecto, Juliana entregó el acuerdo de divorcio. Evan Grant se rió entre dientes: "Sin mí, ¿cómo vivirás?" Él se negó a dejarla trabajar, convirtiéndola en una ama de casa bajo el halo de la Sra. Grant, solo para que ella siempre dependiera de él, incapaz de dejarlo. Sin embargo, hasta un día, vio a su una vez dependiente ex esposa transformarse en una nueva élite tecnológica, abrazada y besada por un gran aristócrata de Kingsford. En ese momento, su confianza en que ella regresaría, se hizo añicos con sus palabras desdeñosas "solo algo del pasado"... Herederos de prestigiosos clanes financieros contra un gran aristócrata que oculta el alma de un pretendiente loco. La heroína crece en ruinas, pero no es humilde.

Presidente Grant, não entre em pânico, é só que sua esposa não vai mais olhar para trás. Por quatro anos de casamento, Juliana Jacobs sempre acreditou que ela era a pessoa que Evan mais estimava em seu coração. Até que viu a foto dele e seu luar branco entrelaçados de braços dados, com olhares prolongados... Descobriu que era apenas uma cobertura cuidadosamente escolhida para ele. Uma cobertura para esconder os segredos torcidos e indizíveis entre ele e seu luar branco. Resolutamente selando seu coração e afeição, Juliana entregou o acordo de divórcio. Evan Grant riu, "Sem mim, como você vai viver?" Ele se recusou a deixá-la trabalhar, transformando-a em uma dona de casa sob a aura da Sra. Grant, apenas para que ela sempre dependesse dele, incapaz de deixá-lo. No entanto, até que um dia, ele viu sua ex-esposa, antes dependente, transformar-se em uma nova elite da tecnologia, abraçada e beijada por um grande aristocrata de Kingsford. Naquele momento, sua confiança de que ela retornaria, despedaçou-se nas palavras dismissivas dela "apenas uma coisa do passado"... Herdeiros de prestigiosos clãs financeiros vs. um grande aristocrata escondendo a alma de um pretendente louco. A heroína cresce em ruínas, mas não é humilde.

President Grant, don’t panic, it’s just that your wife won’t look back anymore. For four years of marriage, Juliana Jacobs always believed she was the person Evan held dear to his heart. Until she saw the photo of him and his white moonlight entwined arm in arm, with lingering gazes... It turned out she was merely a carefully chosen cover for him. A cover to hide the twisted, unspeakable secrets between him and his white moonlight. Resolutely sealing away her heart and affection, Juliana handed over the divorce agreement. Evan Grant chuckled, "Without me, how will you live?" He refused to let her work, turning her into a housewife under the halo of Mrs. Grant, just so she would always depend on him, unable to leave him. However, until one day, he saw his once dependent ex-wife transform into a new tech elite, embraced and kissed by a grand aristocrat of Kingsford. At that moment, his confidence that she would return, shattered in her dismissive words "just a thing of the past"... Heirs of prestigious financial clans vs. a grand aristocrat concealing a mad suitor's soul. The heroine grows up in ruins, yet she is not humble.

[ BRONZE WINNER OF WPC_ 312 ] Wyatt Jacob, a young man who hated the profession he once loved as a marine biologist after being brutally castrated and sexually assaulted by a pod of dolphins, had lived his life with pain and suffering as an impotent man having no other choice than to continue his work as a marine biologist with the emotional trauma that now accompanied it to earn a living. But that was until he met the 'Happiness god' who granted him the chance to be reborn in the 'World of Tharcania'. A world filled with wonders and mysteries as 'a pirate; -'a prince exiled by his empire and thrown into the sea. Now given another chance to live his life with his little brother intact, Wyatt will sail the seas of the 'World of Tharcania', exploring its beauty and wonders with the various pleasures that came with it. ................................. Disclaimer! The cover is not mine and belongs to its respective owner. Found on Pinterest. .............................. P.S. Please show your support if you like this book.

Mu Yu, who had just started university, unintentionally downloaded a mysterious game and was brought to a strange and bizarre world, becoming the first player of the ‘Mystical World’. By chance, Mu Yu joined an ancient sect that had declined for a thousand years. He successfully repaired the sect’s supreme technique, the Secret Manual of Space and Time, and became its spacetime descendant. After three months, players officially logged into the Mystical World game. Mu Yu was already the pride of South Sky. Two years later, when the players had grown up, Mu Yu had already become the most dazzling Saint under the starry sky. …. At the foot of the Misty Cloud Mountain, a young girl in a white dress nestled in Mu Yu’s embrace as she cried, “I, Nalan Yanran, would rather die than marry that young master of the Xiao family. I only wish to marry you in this life.” “Ding!” You have successfully triggered a 3-star mission! to help Nalan Yanran go to the Xiao family to end the engagement! ” “Wait a minute, this script isn’t right. Can’t we just not do it?” Mu Yu felt like crying. “Either do it or die! ” The System pulled out a 10m long broadsword. “Stop, I can’t do it…” Mu Yu submitted. @@@@@@@@@@@@@ I'm just re-posting this novel from babel novel. All credit go to original author. Also unlike other novels that I re-post this one has so many versions in different website, so I can only post 1 chapter at a time.

Once upon a time there was a cute kitten who became a hero when he decided to offer his belly as heaven to the abused and despised souls of millions of mice in the world. But since there is a great hero, there must be an illustrious villain who stands up to him: Lucifer. I am the cute kitten and I am doomed to be the babysitter of a demon in love ... Lucifer's inescapable orders. I also have to channel confused souls, in the midst of their stagnant rebellion, towards the vile temptation to be the protagonists of a romance sponsored by Satan. Reading and connecting with a character with personality can lead you to live his life between the pages ...Would you dare to feel the fire of the demon as if it were magic? Of course, in order to attract you to this game of seduction I must put the cards on the table: A girl with hellishly adolescent whips. Beats that led her to a promise that would condemn her to cross her path with that of a demon too handsome to see past her blue eyes. Now that same demon does not know if heaven was worth his betrayal of Lucifer ... now he is without heaven and without the melodies of the heart of his sweet girl. "Sweet girl of mine ... mine ... only mine" And it must continue like this, because otherwise, the diary of a girl's fantastic heart will be incomplete. ... or not? Maybe the sexy side of magic speaks for all of our demons.