<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911583596986303422</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:14:18.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrulyyou-books</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betrulyyou-books.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1911583596986303422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betrulyyou-books.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shopping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14191015552075684604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911583596986303422.post-5654037741521791650</id><published>2008-12-19T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T03:37:20.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching novels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;~Be a reader~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/SMj_AmI4RrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CBRjQN1ZX8Q/s1600-h/cafe_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244722151775815346" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/SMj_AmI4RrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CBRjQN1ZX8Q/s320/cafe_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Believe You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna Fung is the envy of many girls: She studies at a top Junior College, has a girl-next-door look and has good results. However, deep on her heart, she holds a secret: She believes that she has a curse. She believes that every bad thing she said will come true.&lt;br /&gt;Jacky Wu is an ideal price charming: He is good in his studies and has girls waiting to hold his hand. He smiles every few minutes and often cracks jokes. However, he, too, holds a deep secret.&lt;br /&gt;When their paths crossed, an unexpected romantic love story takes place...Low Kay Hwa's second book has touched the hearts of many. Due to popular demand, the book is now on its forth print in two years, an amazing feat achieved in Singapore! You will not regret reading this simple yet catching page-turner. Click on the link below to read the first eleven chapters for free!&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/ibelieveyou.htm"&gt;www.goodybooks.com/ibelieveyou.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name of product:I believe you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Item Code:B1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/Sa5r-hBWwqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mLwPlqMC_Zc/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309299732476510882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 194px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/Sa5r-hBWwqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mLwPlqMC_Zc/s320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Forget You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Before I met you, I wondered why all the lyrics in love songs were so exaggerated: Why do lyricists create such mushy and overemotional sentences? Why can’t they just write a good melody without those melodramatic lyrics? That is plain exaggeration.Before I fell in love with you, I thought romance novels were just so silly: Why would a person cry for another person for hours? How could a person wait for his lover for years? That is plain silliness.Before we became a couple, I thought romance movies were just so stupid: How could a person love another person so deeply that it became an obsession? How could one sacrifice so much, even to the extent of his own life, for his lover? That is plain stupidity.When I realized I had fallen so deeply in love with you, I finally understood that songs, novels and movies are just reflections of life, inspired by the writers’ true stories.Because when I decided to end our relationship, I realized our story mirrors a love song that I once heard, a novel you once read and a movie we once watched.Low Kay Hwa’s sixth novel, To Forget You, is a highly awaited love story that will send every&lt;br /&gt;reader to laughter and tears.Click on the link below for a preview&lt;br /&gt;of the story!&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/toforgetyou.htm"&gt;www.goodybooks.com/toforgetyou.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Name of product: To Forget You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Item Code:B2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/Sdok3rRQD2I/AAAAAAAAARY/cxe0FzEIeJk/s1600-h/2ddestinyscries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321606448618147682" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 205px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/Sdok3rRQD2I/AAAAAAAAARY/cxe0FzEIeJk/s320/2ddestinyscries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Destiny's Cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Destiny Wu, 23, has never believed in true love: She thinks that true love is when a guy is willing to sacrifice everything for her. As she is about to end her life on that notion, she meets Alan Nah. Alan Nah, 17, does not know what love is. He does not know how to love someone for he has never loved anyone before, until he meets Destiny. When they fall in love, Alan learns how to love, and Destiny learns how to be loved.Low Kay Hwa’s debut novel, which is finally reprinted after more than three years since it was sold out, touches on the power of sacrifice: How much will one sacrifice for his or her loved one? A book that had many readers asking for it since it was sold out, be prepared for a good read!You can read the first five chapters at the link below.&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/destinyscries.htm"&gt;www.goodybooks.com/destinyscries.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Name of product: Destiny's Cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Item Code:B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/SdolaBa7oBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/I9om1B0QKgI/s1600-h/you-are-here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321607038679883794" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 202px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/SdolaBa7oBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/I9om1B0QKgI/s320/you-are-here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zhou Jie Lun has everything in his life: He has a stable career, a loving girlfriend and a good life ahead. However, when he encounters his teenage first love, Lara Wu, in a coincidental meeting, his life changes forever.He falls in love with Lara again and their romance blossoms. Just when they think that their romance is a testimonial that a love story can be a simple “boy meets girl, boy falls in love with girl and they live happily ever after”, Lara starts to act strangely. Her mindset begins to shrink younger every two weeks: At twenty-two years old, she cries for burgers and plays with Hello Kitty soft toys.Jie Lun has to make a choice: Either to abandon her and live happily ever after with another girl, or to stay with her and live in despair ever after. How far will his love for Lara stretches? Till the end of time, or till the end of his patience?Low Kay Hwa’s third novel, You Are Here, tells a bittersweet love story between a normal guy and a mentally-retarded girl. Their fifteen years old love story will touch every person’s heart! A popular book that has gone through four prints in less than three years, click on the link between to read the first sixteen chapters for free!&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/youarehere.htm"&gt;www.goodybooks.com/youarehere.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Name of product: You Are Here &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Item Code:B4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/SdolZ6CJCPI/AAAAAAAAARw/CQhyqCIS9O8/s1600-h/journey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321607036696856818" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 203px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ngNUQccfKAc/SdolZ6CJCPI/AAAAAAAAARw/CQhyqCIS9O8/s320/journey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was ten, my mother called me “ah girl” and I had always responded to her. When I was fifteen, my mother called me “ah girl” in front of my classmates and I scolded her. When I was twenty, my mother still called me “ah girl” aloud and I ignored her completely. I know that, from her point of view, no matter how old I am, I will always be the “ah girl” who calls her “mama”.From my point of view, my mother is just an old woman in the house who lives with me. Her responsibilities are to make breakfast for me in the morning, give me money to spend in the day, do the laundry in the evening and switching off the lights at night. For all those things that she did, she will have the authority to scold me or ground me.Until one day, she calls me and says, “Ah girl, I’ve got cancer. I may die within the next six months.”That is when I realize that my mother is more than that.Low Kay Hwa’s forth novel, Journey, tells a story about a simple relationship between a daughter and her mother. The story will reflect what everyone has been through: A love-hate relationship between a child and parents. Now on its third print, click on the link below to read the first twelve chapters online now!&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/journey.htm"&gt;www.goodybooks.com/journey.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Name of product: Journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Item Code:B5 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; 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