كانت فتاة ملحدة تعاني من الاكتئاب ..... و كان هو الطالب الملتزم الذي يرتل القرآن في المدرج كل صباح . " صِف لي دينك في كلمتين " " صراطٌ مستقيم "

الشمس لا تشرق ليلاً، حسنا! ربما فعلت مرة واحدة... ذات ليلة حين إقتحمت فتاة مفرطة الطاقة ظلمة رجل مافيا و تسللت لبيته خلسة كما يتسلل شعاع الضوء الرفيع من شقوق الأبواب الدقيقة عنوة، سولارا كانت ذلك الشعاع الضئيل الذي لا يجب أن ينفذ إلى عالمه المعتم، إلا أن ماتياس سالفاتروتشا سليل أخطر عصابات السلفادور تمسك به، و إستعذب الدفء الذي أحسه لأول مرة بحياته، حتى باتت سولارا أشبه بالروح لكل شيء داخله و حوله، لكن هل سيدوم ذلك؟ و هل ستقبل ظلمة المافيا المسيطرة على حياته ميلاد ذلك النور بأعماقه... و نمو زهرة ذهبية وسط عبثية الرصاص و الدم؟!

After being avoided by her soon to be husband for a few days, just when Rishe is about to reach the end of her patience, when Arnold suddenly asks her to take a late midnight walk. "Would you like to go on a walk with me Rishe?" He asked. "Why the sudden invitation your highness?. I thought you were avoiding me" She replied. "I was busy preparing a small gift for you" He said somewhat rushed. This peaked her curiosity so she agreed to go with him completely unaware what her soon to be husband had prepared for her and how it will change their political relationship forever.

After her grandfather's passing, Erna's peaceful countryside life is flipped on its head by a mountain of unexpected debt. She sets off to the city of Lechen in search of a father she hardly knows, but instead of receiving a warm welcome, Erna's swept up in his elaborate schemes and tossed into the city's unforgiving marriage market. Just when her life seems on the precipice of spiraling into chaos, the infamous Prince Björn steps forward to offer her a ray of hope. His aid, however, comes with a warning-he cautions her against consuming the poisonous mushroom. As Erna stands at the crossroads of her life, she's faced with a choice: Does she dare swallow poison in the hope of a brighter future, or is it better to resign herself to a destined fate? All Rights Reserved Written by Solche.

{ لـم يـتـم تـعـديـل الـروايـة بـعـد } أجتمع معا في حب مختلف كل ثنائي بقصة مميزة "مرجانتي" "لا تذرف لآلآك بحري" _____________________ "مخمرتي" "أسمري المثير" ______________________ "عسليتي...ذات العسل" "عيناك تشبه المحيط بزرقة لونه و سواد عمقه" ______________________ "حوريتي العذراء" "أبدع الخالق بلونها و....و كأنها معجزة" إيثان.....لورين ثرمين...... انطونيو ليث.......كاريس زاك.......تريزا البداية{18/02/2024} النهاية:{31/12/2024} الرواية تعود لي ممنوع السرقة او الاقتباس او نشرها في مكان اخرى......جميع الحقوق محفوظة لي قراءة ممتعة ڨيلريكس ✨

"I don't have enough money or power right now, but I will definitely find a way to bring them all to their knees! I'll make them all beg!" She hissed, shaking with anger and frustration. "I will do everything, anything... to make them all regret... even if I have to sell my soul to the devil!" She said with determination flashing in her beautiful eyes. The man smirked. He lifted his fingers and tucked some errant strands of her slightly mussed up hair behind her ear. "Be careful what you wish for, Miss. A certain devil here might really fulfill your wish and claim your soul in exchange." "If that devil is really here, do introduce him to me, handsome. I would like to make a deal with him." Eva drawled out, smirking back at him.