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Impianku sebentar lagi jadi kenyataan! Tidak lama lagi aku akan tiba di Itali dan tampil di Milan Fashion Show! Foto-fotoku akan dimuat di semua majalah fashion di seluruh dunia! Akhirnya, semua pengorbanan dan kerja kerasku nggak bakal sia-sia! Tapi kenapa impianku justru jadi mimpi buruk!? Ayah tiba-tiba mengajakku untuk bertemu seorang CEO muda yang sombong bukan main. Katanya, untuk kelancaran usaha keluargaku, aku mulai sekarang jadi calon istri CEO itu! Aku tidak mau menikahinya! Kenal saja tidak, apalagi sampai cinta, tapi sekarang aku harus mengorbankan impianku demi jadi ibu rumah tangga!? Bagaimana dengan impianku? Apa usaha dan pengorbananku sia-sia? Apa maunya CEO paling sombong sedunia ini? Apa dia pikir uang bisa membeli cintaku? ****************************************** Halo pembaca baik hati, terimakasih sudah membaca Istri Supermodel (For Sale!) Untuk tetap update Istri Supermodel dan cerita-ceritaku yang lain, bisa follow facebook dan instagramku ya! FB: https://www.facebook.com/jane.wick.961556 IG: @renatawordsmith Terimakasih pembaca baik hati, Happy reading ^^

My dream will come true! Soon I will be arriving in Italy and appearing at the Milan Fashion Show! My photos will be published in all fashion magazines around the world! In the end, all my sacrifices and hard work will not be in vain! But why my dream become a nightmare!? Daddy suddenly invited me to meet a young CEO who was really arrogant. He said, for the sake of my family's business, I will become his future wife of the young CEO! I don't want to marry him! I don't even know, and don’t love him, but now I have to sacrifice my dream to become his housewife!? What about my dream? Are my efforts and sacrifices in vain? What does the world's most arrogant CEO want? Does he think money can buy love?

In the realms above, supernatural beings of unfathomable magnificence exist, far beyond mortal comprehension. These divinities wield unimaginable power, capable of obliterating worlds with a mere breath. However, what unfolds when these gods meet their demise? Set in a remote corner of the vast universe, long after the apocalyptic Thousand Millennium War of the Heavenly Beasts and Deities, this tale delves into a forgotten world. Here, the ashes of fallen gods descend upon an insignificant pebble, adrift amidst the cosmic tapestry of space and time. Their impact alters the life of a young man, who embraces the abrupt changes thrust upon his world. Refusing to yield to the clutches of fate and karma, he dares to defy the heavens themselves. Will he triumph over an insurmountable destiny, or succumb to fate like gods of unimaginable might did before him? The dreams of a deceased deity and the fate of a dying world hang precariously, hinged upon the future of this young man. He treads upon an endless bridge, forged from the corpses of the fallen. *** You can also reach out to: Discord: https://discord.gg/PnPRcq3z Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=9xjl0tq1cs3e&utm_content=qx5nrdu

Hace tres años, Zhou Yang fue engañado por la familia de su ex esposa, perdiendo una fortuna de mil millones de dólares y pasando tres años en prisión, durante los cuales sus padres en casa sufrieron humillación y soportaron torturas interminables. Durante su encarcelamiento, se dedicó a cultivar sus habilidades, dominando el arte de la curación y alcanzando un estatus divino en las artes marciales. Tres años después, el rey regresó, ¡determinado a devolver la bondad y tomar venganza!

What! I knew he would be scheming something to torture me. I looked at him with narrowed eyes and he winked at me. I suddenly looked away to confirm that no one saw him doing that. I was blessed. My father was discussing something with my stepmother and Sophia. I glared at him and he silently chuckled. ................................. Annabell Evans (protagonist), who was badly treated by her step-mother and step-sister, falls into the trap laid by her so-called elder sister. Her sister drugged her in a hotel and brought her to a room where she had a night-stand with Alexander Wilson. She left the man asking him to forget about that night and pretend as if they had never met. She leave the hotel but Alex gets interested in her. Fate brought them closer and they got united. But would this be all? Was there someone targeting them? Would their life always be happy and full of love? Anna must keep calm and face the challenges that are going to fall upon her. She will have to make herself stronger to keep her close ones safe and happy. It's about affection, desire, sacrifice, protection. Indescribable feelings that one has to face in the thrilling journey of love.

She went through hell at an early age. She was abandoned by her father to be abused and exploited like a slave by his wife and daughter. She tried running away from them so many times, but she was always caught. When her 'so-called' sister, who was set to marry a Count's son, vanished, her 'so-called' father suddenly remembered her existence and recognized her as his youngest daughter. [Excerpt] "You wench! We have fed and dressed you since you were a child. And now you won't even be useful." Her stepmother shouted She raised her left eyebrow. "Fed me? Dress me? You couldn't even give me a decent room. If I may remind you, I've been living in the attic room for ten years, and you treated me worse than a maid. A slave. You treated me as a slave." "You ungrateful child. I should have never let you live. You should have just died together with your whore mother." Said the Count. Upon hearing about her mother, she felt rage. She could still remember how she saw her mother die in the coldness of the night. She looked at the Count with blazing eyes as if they could burn. "Never mention my mother again. And stop blaming the innocent here. You are the one who raped her and got her pregnant, Count Harriston." She said it in an angry tone. Then she looked over at the Countess. "And Countess, you should be grateful that you have another daughter because if I were born as a boy, you would never have a penny left." "You b..." Countess Harriston got slapped by Ashley before she could finish her words. The Countess held up her red left cheek. "I'm not a bitch. You and your daughter are bitches. And I will never marry Count Lottway's son. Find your spoiled brat daughter, and don't make me her substitute." "You ungrateful wench!" The Count held her hand and tried to slap her. But a strong man's force stopped the hands of the Count. When he saw whose hand stopped him, his face became pale. He couldn't believe that this man would be here. "Y-your Grace? W-why are y-you here?" The Count was so afraid that he stuttered his words. The man released the Count's hands and hid Ashley at his back. "Hurt her, and you're dead." He said it with a cold tone. Cover not mine

[WARNING R18+] Zhang Wang Xiu gave her best while working as an executive at her uncles' company. The struggle to be on top, the love she lost along the way, and the friends who used her. She survived it all. Now her dream became a reality when they gave her the role of CEO rather than her cousin Long Li Jun. Was it worth it? While she makes a name as one of the female CEO at the top, a man named Elric Exelon comes into her life, sending Mischa to spy on her. Is the man there to steal her company or her heart? WPC #153 SILVER WINNER [ A story of love and family] Editing Chapters 20-present

Lorsque Meryl Armand est tombée amoureuse de son séduisant et autoritaire demi-frère, Andre Dario, elle lui a tout donné. Son corps, son cœur et sa première fois étaient tous siens. Mais se retrouvant enceinte et découvrant ses fiançailles avec une autre, elle s'est enfuie. Meryl a disparu dans la nuit, emportant le secret de leur enfant et les morceaux de sa confiance brisée. Sept ans plus tard, elle est une mère célibataire qui nettoie des chambres d'hôtel, désespérée de protéger son passé—et leur fils—de l'Alpha possessif qui l'a ruinée. Puis une nuit, il est là. Plus puissant, plus autoritaire et plus sombre qu'elle ne l'avait jamais imaginé. Et il a décidé qu'elle lui appartenait à nouveau. Ce n'est pas une négociation. André exige un contrôle total. Sa vie. Son corps. Leur fils. Et cette fois, il ne demande pas la permission. Elle lui a échappé une fois. Mais maintenant il connaît la vérité, et un pouvoir caché s'éveille dans son propre sang. Il détruira quiconque se mettra en travers de son chemin, mais la femme qu'il est venu réclamer n'est plus la jeune fille qui s'est enfuie.

Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!