cal kestis

"Tu dois réussir à tout prix. Baise le professeur si c'est le seul moyen d'obtenir des preuves concrètes." Jusqu'où irait-elle pour se venger d'un homme qui l'a blessée ? Myra Shaw surprend son fiancé au lit avec son propre père. Et quand tous les deux nient, déforment la vérité et tentent de lui faire croire qu'elle imagine tout, quelque chose en elle se brise. Elle lui a tout donné. Son amour. Son avenir. Sa carrière. Et il l'a détruite sans la moindre hésitation. Alors Myra décide de faire de même. Si Aiden veut ruiner sa vie, elle ruinera la sienne. Et elle commence par le seul homme qu'il ne pourra jamais remplacer. Son père. Ce qui commence comme une vengeance calculée se transforme rapidement en quelque chose de bien plus dangereux, alors que Myra pénètre dans un monde de contrôle, de séduction et de déchéance morale auquel elle pourrait ne jamais échapper. Car la vengeance a toujours un prix. Et Myra est prête à le payer.

"You must succeed at all costs. F*ck the professor if that is the only way to get concrete evidence." How far would she go to get revenge on a man who hurt her? Myra Shaw catches her fiancé in bed with her own father. And when they both deny it, twist it, and try to make her believe she is imagining things, something inside her snaps. She gave him everything. Her love. Her future. Her career. And he destroyed her without a second thought. So Myra decides she will do the same. If Aiden wants to ruin her life, she will ruin his. And she starts with the one man he can never replace. His father. What begins as calculated revenge quickly turns into something far more dangerous, as Myra steps into a world of control, seduction, and moral collapse she may never escape from. Because revenge always demands a price. And Myra is willing to pay it.

"Você precisa ter sucesso a qualquer custo. Foda o professor se essa for a única maneira de conseguir uma prova concreta." Até onde ela iria para se vingar de um homem que a magoou? Myra Shaw flagra seu noivo na cama com seu próprio pai. E quando ambos negam, distorcem a situação e tentam fazê-la acreditar que está imaginando coisas, algo dentro dela se quebra. Ela deu a ele tudo. Seu amor. Seu futuro. Sua carreira. E ele a destruiu sem pensar duas vezes. Então, Myra decide que fará o mesmo. Se Aiden quer arruinar a vida dela, ela arruinará a dele. E ela começa com o único homem que ele nunca poderá substituir. O pai dele. O que começa como uma vingança calculada rapidamente se transforma em algo muito mais perigoso, à medida que Myra entra em um mundo de controle, sedução e colapso moral do qual talvez nunca consiga escapar. Porque a vingança sempre exige um preço. E Myra está disposta a pagá-lo.

"Debes tener éxito a toda costa. Fóllate al profesor si es la única forma de conseguir pruebas concretas." ¿Hasta dónde llegaría para vengarse del hombre que la hirió? Myra Shaw sorprende a su prometido en la cama con su propio padre. Y cuando ambos lo niegan, tergiversan la situación e intentan hacerle creer que está imaginando cosas, algo dentro de ella se quiebra. Le dio todo. Su amor. Su futuro. Su carrera. Y él la destruyó sin pensárselo dos veces. Así que Myra decide que ella hará lo mismo. Si Aiden quiere arruinar su vida, ella arruinará la de él. Y empieza por el único hombre al que él nunca podrá reemplazar. Su padre. Lo que comienza como una venganza calculada se convierte rápidamente en algo mucho más peligroso, a medida que Myra se adentra en un mundo de control, sedución y decadencia moral del que quizá nunca pueda escapar. Porque la venganza siempre exige un precio. Y Myra está dispuesta a pagarlo.

Jude knows he isn’t relationship material. The entire population of Mars made it abundantly clear he’s damaged goods, and he agrees. His issues are why he works a remote job flying around the galaxy prospecting for metals, and why he ruthlessly quashes any feelings for Cal, his surveying partner.<br><br>Cal has been looking for an opening to suggest he and Jude could be more than friendly coworkers. When they crash on a tundra planet, the men have a lot of free time, and they put it to good use having sex. It’s fun, but Cal wants Jude as a boyfriend, not a friend with benefits.<br><br>Marooned on a hostile world, with Jude’s demons rearing their heads, Cal’s first task is to keep the two of them alive. His second is to convince Jude that, no matter how much he’s suffered, romance can still be in the cards.

Eden, a drug addicted 20 year-old, struggles to process the fact that he ghosted the love of his life, Jayden, after he realized he couldn't handle a long distance relationship. He gets to the point that, he realizes, he cannot picture his face anymore.

“GIT CLAPPED M8!” A Copper IX player lost his 1000th game, prompting him to smash his headset onto the ground. Unfortunately, a bathtub full of water crashed down from the ceiling a minute later, killing him instantly. Without a doubt, he sucked at FPS, so much so that the gods got rid of him. However, life gave him a second chance. [Initialising Firearm Cultivation System...]

Long after the Earth that we know has crumbled to it's knees, in this post apocalyptic Earth, beasts and other races have long since dominated humans. These invaders from other planets and mutated beasts, and spirits all seek one thing. The key to ascension. At an orphanage in the Simpson Barony in the United Kingdoms of Elaria, lays a baby boy. Jeans Moreki. In a rundown fortress, in the capital city of the Barony lies a 1 year old boy. Calum Simpson. Two young men blessed or cursed to be a cut above the rest, from different walks of life come together to do the unthinkable. Break open the gates to heaven.

"Let me go you bastard!" I screamed at Callan but my screams just made him enjoy my struggle. Fucking sicko! "Stop fighting it Anaïs, we're mates and you can't change that" he told me calmly as if he hadn't just asked me to do the one thing that I could never imagine doing. Loving Callan Baraed.. "Let me go Callan or I will kill you!" I screamed at him again. I tried to push him away, I tried to pry my hands away from his deadly hold but it was all in vain. Callan was an Alpha and his strength was unmatched especially to that of mine, a regular pack she-wolf. "Anaïs, you're mine and no power in this entire universe can change that" he whispered in my ear making sparks fly around us, electricity was shooting through my blood as if I'd put my finger inside a power socket. Fucking mate bond! "You're dreaming Callan! We're like the opposite poles of a magnet, we're the last people meant to be together. The goddess made a mistake" I told him. He was the guy I've hated forever and now the fates are telling me I have to love him? That went against every molecule of my body. "The goddess never makes a mistake and opposites attract princess" he breathed into my ear making me shiver. His words just made me more furious and struggle harder to get away from him. Satisfied with the effects his words had on me, he finally let me go. He gave me one last stupid smirk of his and exited the empty classroom. Ass!

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—"