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Mes Sparrow

Monsieur le Président: Vous êtes le Papa de mes triplés

"M... Marissa ! Sont-ils mes enfants ?" Les yeux de Rafael ne se détachaient pas des visages adorables des enfants. "Non, Rafael. Ils ne le sont pas," Marissa dit avec un sourire forcé, "Ils ne sont pas les tiens. Tu te souviens ?" elle battit des cils de manière assez dramatique, "Nous n'avons jamais été mariés !" La sœur aînée de Marissa Aaron, Valérie Aaron, a abandonné son petit ami aveugle le jour de leur mariage et s'est enfuie. Pour sauver les apparences, la famille de Merissa l'a suppliée d'épouser Raphael Sinclair. L'ironie ? Elle n'avait pas le droit de dire à son mari aveugle qu'elle n'était pas Valérie mais Marissa Aaron. Le jour de la chirurgie oculaire réussie de Raphael, Marissa a appris que Valérie était de retour pour reprendre sa place légitime en tant que belle-fille des Sinclair. Marissa a tenté d'expliquer à son mari qu'elle était celle qui avait épousé, mais il ne l'a pas crue. Au lieu de le convaincre davantage, le cœur brisé, Merissa a décidé de quitter la ville sans lui révéler son secret. Raphael Sinclair était l'incarnation même de l'homme incroyablement séduisant et était le seul héritier du groupe d'industries Sinclair. Que ferait-il lorsqu'il apprendrait que tout ce temps la femme qui lui offrait son amour et son corps n'était pas Valérie mais sa sœur cadette Marissa Aaron ? Comment réagirait-il en apprenant qu'il était le père des bébés que Marissa portait en elle ? Chercherait-il à retrouver Marissa et à la reconquérir ? Et la question à un million de dollars ! Marissa serait-elle un jour capable de lui pardonner et de l'aimer à nouveau ?
JessicaKaye911 · 1.1M Views

The Soccer in Me

Marcus Jones was a passionate soccer enthusiast who found himself in the afterlife with another chance; haunted by the memories of a painful life and driven by an unrelenting passion for the game, Marcus chose a second chance to fulfill his dreams. As he navigates a world of selfish clubs and soccer prodigies, he realizes that soccer is not merely a sport but the grandest stage in the pursuit of dreams that transcend the boundaries of human capability. Guided by his undying love for the game, Marcus confronts the challenges that thwart his journey to greatness. "The Soccer in Me" explores the themes of pursuing dreams, second chances, and cherishing life as Marcus Jones grapples with his past, embraces his present, and strives for a future where the echoes of the past propel him toward a destiny that transcends the confines of mortal existence. In a world where the pitch becomes humanity's battleground, and love defies constraint, Marcus learns that every kick, every goal, and every heartbeat is a step closer to the eternity of his dreams. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author: I am trying to dip my toes into the idea of writing, so constructive ideas or corrections is greatly appreciated. Just know that to repost a chapter messes up the book in people's Libraries, so any mistake you find I will correct on my Original Document, but will not be posted on Webnovel until I finish the novel and repost the whole thing with all the edits. - Expect Chapters to be anywhere between 500-800 words, obviously it could go over, but the minimum will always be 500. - I do not have a set schedule for posting, but I want to try at least once a week. - There will be elements of Romance and it will be heavily explored, but the main theme of the novel will always be Soccer/Futbol. No Harem.
Zhang_Kai_Rui · 16.2K Views

surrounding me

My mind reeled as the realization dawned on me that the man I had casually bumped into was none other than Christopher Hemsworth. A wave of panic surged through me. What if he was annoyed that I had bumped into him? My heart raced at the thought, a mixture of fear and anxiety knotting my stomach. I replayed our brief encounter in my mind, worrying about the impression I might have made. As I tried to compose myself, I suddenly noticed his gaze shifting across the room. My breath caught in my throat as I realized he wasn't just looking in my direction; he was looking directly at me. My heart pounded in my chest, every beat echoing in my ears. His hazel eyes, so captivating up close, now seemed to pierce through the distance between us, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. For a moment, everything else faded away-the bustling crowd, the applause, even the sound of my own thoughts. It was as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of us, connected by an invisible thread. His expression was unreadable, a mixture of curiosity and something else I couldn't quite place. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and an inexplicable thrill. I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. The admiration I had felt earlier was now tinged with awe and a touch of disbelief. How could someone so extraordinary take notice of me? The sheer magnetism of his presence made it hard to look away, and yet I was painfully aware of every second that passed under his scrutiny. As he continued to look at me, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he recalling our encounter with amusement, or was he as surprised as I was by this unexpected turn of events? The uncertainty gnawed at me, but beneath it all, a small spark of excitement flickered, kindling a hope I dared not fully acknowledge.
tsfiea · 21.5K Views
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