anna adams

Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

Als Belle mehrere Stunden vor Morgengrauen aus einem Albtraum aufwachte, holte sie sich ein Glas Wasser. Sie hielt vor dem Fenster ihrer Küche inne, als sie eine brennende Laterne vor dem Garten ihres Herrenhauses bemerkte. Ihr Butler stand dort mit einer Schaufel in der Hand. Dies war keine Stunde zum Gärtnern. Neugierig machte sie sich nach draußen, aber als sie nah genug herangekommen war, um eine große und tiefe Grube neben ihrem ewig stoischen und höflichen Butler zu sehen, sah sie, wie er einen verwesten Körper aufhob. EINE LEICHE! Ihre Augen weiteten sich ängstlich, als sie ihren gutaussehenden Butler sah, wie er den verwesenden Körper in das frische Loch warf. Sie fragte entsetzt: "Was tust du da?!" Überrascht, seine junge Herrin zu dieser Stunde wach zu sehen, starrte er sie mit demselben Gesichtsausdruck an, den er all die Jahre beibehalten hatte. Er hatte sichergestellt, dass sie schlief, bevor er hierherkam. "Gärtnern." "Und die Leiche?!", schaute sie ihn ungläubig an. "Dünger", antwortete er ihr, bevor er die Schaufel aufhob, die auf dem Boden lag. Belle war jetzt sicher, dass etwas von ihrem Butler Besitz ergriffen hatte. Wer vergrub schon Leichen als Gartenpflanze?! Dann hörte sie ihn fragen: "Möchten Sie mir beim Einpflanzen helfen, Fräulein Adams?" Er schenkte ihr ein süßes Lächeln. Hinweis: Wenn Sie ein Buch mit Komödie, leichtherziger Romanze und einem gotischen Hintergrund genießen. Dieses Buch ist für Sie~

Hidup itu tak mudah, terlebih bagi gadis cantik Anna Laurent, yang memiliki tubuh bak gitar spanyol. Ia sering mendapat tawaran one-night stand, tetapi Anna bertahan dari godaan semacam itu. Ia hanya gadis biasa yang mengidamkan kisah cinta seperti orang normal. Sampai suatu ketika, salah satu customer yang cukup gila, memiliki niat buruk padanya. Customer itu mencegatnya, beruntungnya Anna ditolong oleh seorang pria tua. Bak jatuh ketimpa tangga pula, pria tua itu meminta imbalan atas pertolongan yang diberikan, yaitu dengan pernikahan. "Maaf, saya harus memberitahu ibu saya lebih dulu. Saya tidak bisa menjawabnya." Alih-alih menolak pria itu, di hari di mana pria tua akan menjemputnya, ternyata ia menikah bukan dengan pria itu. Melainkan dengan sosok pria tampan yang disegani seluruh kota. Malik Adam, bukan sekedar introvert biasa. Bukan sekedar jutawan biasa. Ia tumbuh sebagai anjing pemerintahan. Ia bertugas melindungi negara dari balik bayangan. Ia sempurna, tetapi ada satu kekurangan yang dimilikinya. Malik tidak mengenal cinta dan terlalu dingin. Bagaimana kisah antara wanita cantik dengan pria dingin yang lebih memikirkan pekerjaan dari pada urusan hatinya itu?

Se réveillant d'un cauchemar plusieurs heures avant l'aube, Belle alla chercher un verre d'eau. Elle s'arrêta devant la fenêtre de sa cuisine lorsqu'elle remarqua une lanterne allumée devant le jardin de son manoir. Son majordome se tenait là, une pelle à la main. Ce n'était pas l'heure de jardiner. Curieuse, elle se dirigea dehors, mais lorsqu'elle fut assez proche pour voir un grand trou béant à côté de son majordome éternellement stoïque et poli, elle le vit ramasser un corps en décomposition. UN CADAVRE ! Ses yeux s'écarquillèrent de peur lorsqu'elle vit son séduisant majordome laisser tomber le corps en décomposition dans le trou fraîchement creusé. Elle demanda, horrifiée : « Qu'est-ce que vous faites ?! » Surpris de voir sa jeune demoiselle éveillée à cette heure, il la dévisagea avec la même expression qu'il arborait depuis toutes ces années. Il s'était assuré qu'elle dormait avant de venir ici. « Du jardinage. » « Et le corps ?! » le regarda-t-elle, incrédule. « De l'engrais, » lui répondit-il avant de ramasser la pelle qui était par terre. Belle était maintenant certaine que quelque chose avait possédé son majordome. Qui donc jardinait des cadavres ?! Elle l'entendit alors lui demander : « Voulez-vous m'aider à le planter, Mademoiselle Adams ? », lui adressa-t-il avec un doux sourire.

Acordando de um pesadelo várias horas antes do amanhecer, Belle foi buscar um copo d'água. Ela parou em frente à janela da cozinha quando notou uma lanterna acesa em frente ao jardim de sua mansão. Seu mordomo estava lá, de pá na mão. Aquela não era hora para jardinagem. Curiosa, ela foi para fora, mas quando chegou perto o suficiente para ver uma cova grande e funda ao lado de seu eternamente estoico e educado mordomo, ela o viu pegar um corpo podre. UM CORPO MORTO! Seus olhos se arregalaram de medo quando ela viu seu belo mordomo largar o corpo em decomposição no buraco recém-cavado. Ela perguntou, horrorizada: "O que você está fazendo?!" Surpreso ao ver sua jovem senhorita acordada a essa hora, ele a encarou com a mesma expressão que manteve por todos esses anos. Ele tinha se certificado de que ela estava dormindo antes de vir para cá. "Jardinagem." "E o corpo?!", ela olhou para ele, incrédula. "Fertilizante", respondeu ele antes de pegar a pá que estava no chão. Belle agora tinha certeza de que algo havia possuído seu mordomo. Quem usa corpos mortos na jardinagem?! Então, ela o ouviu perguntar: "Quer me ajudar a plantá-lo, Senhorita Adams?", ele lhe deu um doce sorriso.

Al despertarse de una pesadilla varias horas antes del amanecer, Belle fue a por un vaso de agua. Se detuvo frente a la ventana de la cocina cuando vio una linterna encendida frente al jardín de su mansión. Su mayordomo estaba allí, pala en mano. No era hora de dedicarse a la jardinería. Curiosa, salió al exterior, pero cuando se acercó lo suficiente como para ver un gran y profundo hoyo junto a su eternamente estoico y educado mayordomo, lo vio recoger un cuerpo en descomposición. ¡UN CADÁVER! Sus ojos se abrieron de par en par con miedo cuando vio a su apuesto mayordomo dejar caer el cuerpo putrefacto en el agujero recién cavado. Preguntó horrorizada: "¿¡Qué estás haciendo!?". Sorprendido de ver a su joven señorita despierta a esa hora, la miró con la misma expresión que había mantenido durante todos estos años. Se había asegurado de que estuviera dormida antes de venir. "Haciendo jardinería". "¿¡Y el cuerpo!?", lo miró con incredulidad. "Fertilizante", le respondió antes de recoger la pala que estaba en el suelo. Belle ahora estaba segura de que algo había poseído a su mayordomo. ¿¡Quién usa cadáveres para la jardinería!? Entonces le oyó preguntarle: "¿Quiere ayudarme a plantarlo, señorita Adams?", mientras le dedicaba una dulce sonrisa.

The story about Anna, who grew up unaware of her legacy, of who she really was. Follow her story as she deals with her every day life. You will find out what she experienced after the period of war, she wasn't even aware of. Witness how the world changed around her, and how she slowly learned the truth. Many adventures await her, but also many difficulties to overcome. The new generation has arrived, but in which direction will it head? That is something you just have to find out. +-------------------------------------------+ If you are looking for more releases, pop in to my patreon. Besides more chapters, you can also get my E-book Limits! https://www.patreon.com/darkrayauthor https://www.amazon.com/dp/B086PY3HYV +-------------------------------------------+ It's not required to read my previous book Limits, to understand this book and follow the plot. But it is highly recommended. That way you can understand all the people and references, as this is a sequel to Limits. My other novel, https://www.webnovel.com/book/11309185305333005/Limits

kisah ini menceritakan tentang bagaimana isi hati seorang perempuan yg mengidamkan seorang laki laki dari bangku SMP, namun apalah dayanya yg begitu polos untuk mengungkapkannya. Ia terus memendam rasa itu selama bertahun-tahun. Takdir yang buruk kerap menghampiri kehidupan Anna, jatuh cinta terhadap orang yang tak mencintai, rasanya bagaikan di tolak seluruh dunia. Anak yang begitu polos, dan manja berusaha untuk tetap tegar menghadapi dunia. Malik yang begitu dingin, sering mengabaikan Anna. Walaupun ia tahu bahwa Anna sangat menyukainya, sebenarnya ia menyukai seseorang. Tetapi Malik tak bisa memiliki wanita itu sekarang. Sukses menjadi dokter muda, bagi Anna itu tak mudah, karir yang begitu bagus menjadikannya harus lebih bersabar dalam menghadapi kisah kehidupanya sendiri. Apalagi berat rasanya di tinggalkan oleh sesosok Ayah yang selalu ada di sampingnya. Rasanya dunia telah hilang. Di masa perawanya ia harus kehilangan sosok itu. Anna tetap tegar, sampai pada akhirnya nasib berkata baik. Akankah ia menikah dengan malik? Atau dengan pria yang jauh lebih misteriusnya di banding malik? Yuk simak kisahnya.

#The Royals: Anna and Williams Anna was a simple girl, a free spirit and not your usual prim and proper kind-of girl. While girls her age were busy having tea parties, playing castle and attending debut balls, Annalisa-Jane Jacobs loved to play with children, wear trousers under her gowns and climb rocks. It didn't help that she was a princess. She was also stubborn and rebellious; traits she got from her father. And she hated to be confined and controlled even though she was the Princess of Worcestershire Castle. Annalisa-Jane Jacobs wanted to be wild and free and this went against her father's wishes. Her parents, the King and Queen of Worchester, thought getting her married would make her act like a woman. They believed that marriage was the solution. So when his childhood friend, Duke De Beaumont tells him his second son, Williams De Beaumont had returned back from completing his masters abroad in England, the Royal family and the Dukes decides that the young Duke was the perfect match for their daughter Annalise, the Princess. But here is the problem. The Duke and the Princess hated each other from their first meet. William was pompous, proud. Arrogant! Annalisa-Jane was simple, stubborn. Rebellious! They were bad combinations for each other. They rather kill themselves than to get married. And seeing that their parents were hell bent on going through with the marriage alliance; thus they made sure to flaunt their parents plans, get them angry, do un-royal-like things just so they cancel the wedding. It was a ‘’ruin it’’ or ‘’run-away’’ plan if it doesn’t work out. Their hate for each other was evident. But there is one thing as strong as hate -which is love, especially when they did not see it happening. Not Ever!!!! Set in recent times and having an ambience of classic royal family politics, unknown enemies and a bust of unexpected turns, the Royals: Anna and Williams takes us on a journey of hate and eventual love; without restrictions to foul language even in their thick Worcestershire accent, raw unfiltered desires and mixed emotions that would get you laughing, angry, giddy, frustrated and toes curling and heart beating fast waiting for that moment. It would keep you at the edge of your seat because you would not want to stop turning those pages. I mean how can you, it’s too juicy, so don’t blink!!

Is it that bad to want a praise? I will go to the extreme to have one. I am done going by book.