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From obsessive romances to epic reincarnations,
Ficorpio brings you the most intense emotional journeys.
FicorpioStep into a universe of addictive web novels.
From obsessive romances to epic reincarnations,
Ficorpio brings you the most intense emotional journeys.
Pregnant at eighteen, alone and homeless. Jakobia is hopeless. Her ex accused her of cheating and refused to accept his paternity, her mother kicked her out, and she's been forced to move constantly , in a effort to find a staple place to live. Fate brings to her face to face with Billionaire Uvaldo Dakoda who wants her to feel nothing but safe and protected from this cruel world. Can she live with a man as sweet as Uvaldo and not fall for him? How can you live with a man as sweet as Uvaldo and not fall for him? Will Uvaldo fall for the teen who he rescues from the street or will remain just her saviour?
"No father, I would rather go rogue than continue with this mating ceremony!" As the unwanted daughter of the Beta, Leila has always known her place in the Black Pool Pack .She is used to flying under the radar,but all of that changes when she discovers her fiance's betrayal with her best friend. Suddenly, Leila becomes the target of cruelty, bullying and vicious attacks that almost cost her, her life, until the pack's ruthless Alpha Xander steps in to save her. Will she find peace and solace with the Alpha or will her past come lurking in the shadows? Find out.
He belongs to a strong politician family. Along with having ties in the politics , they are also running the underworld.Miraan is the current mafia head. He is fit for the position with his ruthlessness and coldness, Guns have been in his hands since he couldn't even remember. He is brought up keeping in mind, which position he has to take.
You know that you will have to marry him that's how businesses are done and secured. You just meet him, maybe you'll agree said the old man who was arguing with his son. Fine! You are saying to meet so I'll meet but I want to marry or not it's still my decision. Here's the address Thiraweet Complex, 1210 Bangkok. Because of dad's forcing here I'm. Meeting the person with whom my dad wants me to marry. I started walking towards the door, as I was about to knock I heard the voices of two men. You know I'm a playboy, you think I'll settle with a marriage. And besides it's a business thing I'll marry him took over his company and then divorce him I don't want to be caged.
Kalliyah's twin sister, Alliyah decides to have an affair with an older man. The affair led to Alliyah getting pregnant. After a couple of months of taking care of the child, she realized that motherhood wasn't for her, her career as a model was more important. Alliyah abandons her baby at Alexander Cater's office. Alexander is her old lover legitimate child. What happens when Kalliyah is mistaken for her sister, Alliyah and is forced to take care of Alliyah's child, Henrique? Kalliyah being the humble girl that she is, decide to move in with Alexander, Henrique's older brother to help take care of the child. Will the two fall in love? Or will Alex still believe that Kalliyah is truly Alliyah, the mother of Henrique?
Riya and Kayish were madly in love, so deeply that everyone believed that they would end up in a happy married life. That's how he loved her. He was very possessive of his property, especially when it comes to his girl. On the other hand, Riya was blindly in love with him. She left her parents because of him, she found her happiness within him and was ready to start a new life but an unexpected tragedy happened in their life that no one could have predicted. ~ She had good news for him. She was so happy. After all those things that she has been through, finally, their family will be complete. She already waited a whole day and she now she just couldn't wait to share her happiness with him. But just as she was about to tell him, he broke her fragile heart into a million pieces and left her saying it was all just a drama he played with her all along; the marriage which she preached was just another key to win her trust and to fulfill his vengeance. He dumped her that day without knowing that he left a piece of him growing inside her. Does he get the chance to know about his child? What will happen when these two cross their paths in the future? Will they let go of their revenge and ego and hatred to get back their love? Or will it be too late for him to realize his mistake? Read to find out what happens. : )
Thump! Thump! the sound of the drums echoed through the forest, wolves howled in response, branches on treetops swayed from side to side. The moon Goddess smiled upon her children, sounds of paws pounding against the forest grounds from all sides reached the ears of Marcus, a smile formed its way to his lips. It was the full moon a much-awaited one. For centuries all packs gather together at such a time as this to determine which pack reigned supreme over the rest, the wolves feed off the light the moon provided it was like their personal drug, a source of the life force flowing within them. Loyalties were formed and alliances made, as everyone put aside their grievances to work together for the common good of their species.
An anthology series of gay stories. Some funny, sad, explicit, and out right dirty. Each chapter tittle is the name of the story's protagonist. The stories are mostly in a high school setting, showing the fun and challenges of being gay.
He was a young and intelligent 22yr old man who had recently gotten his masters, a few years after he'd graduated from college. Oh, he sure had attended the best schools. He'd attended highschool in a prestigious school in Istanbul, and had gotten his first degree in Dubai. As well as his masters. He was quite educationally accomplished at such a young age. One thing that made his parents very proud. The only thing, that made his parents proud.
A normal girl cheerleader with a few problems but nothing out of the ordinary. When someone tries to kill her one night she is taken into the world of the deadly mafia. She ends up falling into a dark and mysterious lifestyle and secrets about who she really is unravels. Her fall lands her straight into the hands of the mafia's boss and under his protection. Living with the mafia himself is one thing but getting tangled up with him is another and Royalty realizes she that her happily ever after is no Cinderella story... How will this story end? In absolute rebellion or just like Cinderella?
The marriage starts breaking over a box of orange-flavored condoms.__After loving Adrian Sterling for more than twenty years, Elliot Carter has spent five of them as the perfect husband—quiet, devoted, and always waiting for scraps of affection from the cold, brilliant man he fought so hard to marry. Then one brutal answer shatters the illusion for good. Elliot finally sees what everyone else has always believed_ in Adrian's life, he was never the first choice. Just the convenient replacement who stayed.__So Elliot does the one thing no one expects—he asks for a divorce and means it. But walking away from Adrian isn't simple. Old family ties, a monthly dinner tradition, and the sudden return of Adrian's "first love," Lucas Hale, drag Elliot into a web of resentment, manipulation, and long-buried truths. As Adrian begins to realize what Elliot has always been to him, Elliot is already building a new life of his own—one that doesn't revolve around waiting to be chosen.__Now Adrian wants another chance. Lucas wants to tear everything apart. And Elliot has to decide whether love that comes too late is still love at all.__When the man who never fought for him finally refuses to let go, will Elliot protect the future he's rebuilt—or get pulled back into the ruins of the past_
For seven years, Elliot Carter loves Adrian Sterling hard enough to destroy himself—only to learn he was never the one Adrian wanted. He's just a substitute. A convenient stand-in for Sebastian Ashford, the untouchable first love who is finally coming home.__The moment Sebastian returns, Elliot's place in Adrian's world collapses. Between public humiliation, a too-pretty assistant wearing Adrian's taste like a brand, and friends who treat him like disposable entertainment, Elliot finally does the one thing no one expects_ he walks away. But instead of falling apart, he ends up on the doorstep of the one person he never truly forgot—Julian Bennett, his first love, a world-famous math genius who was supposed to be long out of reach.__Julian is calm, brilliant, and far too willing to let Elliot back into his life. Adrian, meanwhile, is possessive enough to want Elliot back even after casting him aside. Caught between a toxic past that refuses to release him and a first love that may have never ended at all, Elliot has to decide whether he's brave enough to stop being someone's replacement and become someone worth choosing first.__Because this time, walking away is only the beginning. And when old betrayals, buried truths, and unfinished feelings rise back to the surface, Elliot will have to ask himself one dangerous question_ if both men want him now, who has ever truly loved him_
The day before the year-end bonus was to be distributed, my boss called me in for a talk. He said my salary was too high and causing discontent among the team, making it bad for unity. He proposed cutting my salary and giving my bonus to a newly hired "insider." I agreed without hesitation and decided to play along. The next day, the client delayed the payment, and no one in the company received their bonus. The boss begged me to help recover the funds, but I replied: "It's not good for unity if I bear all the responsibility for the payments. Let's share the burden with everyone."
Everyone thought Eleanor was just a placeholder wife—forced into the Sinclair family by Alex's powerful aunt, waiting to be cast aside now that the old woman was dead and his first love had returned. They mocked her: "She should be grateful to leave with her dignity." "Alex dreams of divorcing her every night." Eleanor? She calmly scheduled the divorce herself. After three years of silence, she finally texted him: "Courthouse. Tomorrow at ten." But just as she was ready to walk away for good, Alex—who had never cared—suddenly refused to sign. "Divorce? Not happening." Now the man who never once looked at her is chasing her everywhere. Now he remembers her name. Now he's jealous, possessive, and far too late. Because the woman he ignored… is the one who detoxed his body, saved his family's legacy, and silently carried all his burdens. And now? She's done being the forgotten wife— She's about to become the woman no one can afford to lose.
In Deep City, everyone knows that Chu Jingxi married Luo Xi under pressure from his aunt. Now, with his aunt gone, his first love has returned to the country, and everyone is waiting to watch Luo Xi become a discarded woman of the rich and powerful. Luo Xi: "I must admit, I'm more anxious than all of you." This only invites ridicule from the crowd: "Keep dreaming! Mr. Chu has been wanting to divorce you in his dreams!" However, no one expected what happened next—Chu Jingxi's one Weibo post caused a massive stir on the trending page: "I never dream, and I will never divorce. Please be informed." Luo Xi panicked: "What does this man really want?"
In the fourth year of my marriage to my arch-nemesis, my husband was in a car accident and lost his memory. His mind reverted to the time before we tied the knot. When he noticed the wedding ring on my finger, he sneered with disdain. "Who's the unlucky soul that married you?" Little did he know, that unlucky soul was none other than himself.
Mary always had one thing in common with the leaves on the pine tree...they both moved where the wind wanted them to—adjusting her sitting position on the wooden seat, which seemed to be just in the right place at the corner of the yard far away and hidden from the judgemental eyes of the occupants of the ten-bedroom mansion. The grand splendor of the house couldn't be denied, built-in details many years back by the first lords of Scotland, the pioneers whose contributions to the growth of the nation's wealth as they established strong trade relationships with the British empire in the 1700s, conquering gold mines in the Eastern lands of the Arabic nations. The Winstons have held their own. Mary ran her hands through her faded cotton gown, which used to be a vibrant yellow, now only a shadow of itself ...how could she have the blood of the Winstons? a soft sigh escaped her thin pale lips that looked cracked and dry. Mary knew her only redeeming feature was her big baby blue eyes, as told to her by Michael, the son of the gardener who was only ten years of age. People might find it funny that she believed a child, but there was no time she could remember Michael telling a lie. The little lad was always honest to a fault which landed him in trouble most times. At least he had his father, who was the gardener and mother, the head cook to shower him with love; she never had that. She was born to a prostitute mother who set her eyes on the Winston heir 20 years ago, leading to her being born out of wedlock. Her mother, whose name she would instead not remember, tried to get her hands on fortune using her as a pawn, but she had bitten more than she could chew. Word was she was strangled while entertaining a customer who was relatively unknown around the area. Her death has been covered up as a suicide. Mary never knew her mother the only memory she has of her was the hate-filled gaze that chilled her to the bone any time she stumbled upon her into the brothel home where the prostitutes stayed. Even at the young age of three, she remembered the nights out in the cold, not eating for days only to be rewarded with a slap for every tear she shed. It was a good thing they lived in a public place as other courtesans took pity on her from time to time and let her eat their scraps. Shaking her head, Mary got up from the chair as if it would shake off the terrible scars from her soul, not minding the visible scars on her body. She walked into the garden, running her hands through the flowers, and for a while, it seemed like the perfect escape until she realized she had walked too far. The gardens had an outlet that connected to the forest. Turning back, she began to retrace her steps. It was never a good idea to be here alone.
Story Description Kimmton Ramirez, son of Don Kristoff Ramireza very wealthy, powerful and influential Mafia Leader in Italy. He love his life and family as he hate the attention it gives. But he wanted and dreamed to be normal. His father love him and just wanted him to be happy, so he decided to let him live in America. That's where he met Deathon Blackwood. A handsome jock. He become captivated and entranced. And each passing day he can feel himself falling for him. But the problem is, he is a dude. He never felt attracted to guys before and he can't explain the sudden attraction that he felt for him. But he discovered something about him that change his life and everything he knows... Can he accept him wholly or would he rather live his life normally as what he wanted it to be?
Tessa Carter is supposed to be the disposable side character—the desperate human fiancée clinging to two tiger-shifter brothers in a state-mandated engagement no one wants. Damian Sterling, the cold elder brother and powerful Minister of Finance, can barely hide his disgust for her. Julian Sterling, the younger brother in a wheelchair, is gentle, beautiful, and far too kind. Then a car accident changes everything.__When Tessa wakes up, she can suddenly see strange floating comments mocking her life like it's a story already written. According to them, she's the pathetic cannon-fodder chasing a man who will never love her, while the "real" heroine waits in the wings. So Tessa makes a decision_ if the script wants her broken, she'll rewrite it herself. She fakes amnesia, dumps Damian first, and starts cutting every tie that ever made her weak.__But walking away only makes Damian obsessed, and Julian's soft smile hides claws sharper than anyone realizes. As the Sterling brothers turn their rivalry into a war over her, the nightmare Tessa thought she escaped comes back for her—the powerful monster who once bought her life and called her his flower.__Now Tessa isn't just fighting for love, or revenge, or freedom. She's fighting to survive in a world of shifters, power, and men who want to own her. And when the truth finally comes out, the question isn't which brother will choose her—__It's whether Tessa can survive being wanted at all_
The marriage starts breaking over a box of orange-flavored condoms.__After loving Adrian Sterling for more than twenty years, Elliot Carter has spent five of them as the perfect husband—quiet, devoted, and always waiting for scraps of affection from the cold, brilliant man he fought so hard to marry. Then one brutal answer shatters the illusion for good. Elliot finally sees what everyone else has always believed_ in Adrian's life, he was never the first choice. Just the convenient replacement who stayed.__So Elliot does the one thing no one expects—he asks for a divorce and means it. But walking away from Adrian isn't simple. Old family ties, a monthly dinner tradition, and the sudden return of Adrian's "first love," Lucas Hale, drag Elliot into a web of resentment, manipulation, and long-buried truths. As Adrian begins to realize what Elliot has always been to him, Elliot is already building a new life of his own—one that doesn't revolve around waiting to be chosen.__Now Adrian wants another chance. Lucas wants to tear everything apart. And Elliot has to decide whether love that comes too late is still love at all.__When the man who never fought for him finally refuses to let go, will Elliot protect the future he's rebuilt—or get pulled back into the ruins of the past_
On April Fool's Day, a fake pregnancy test slips out of Adrian Sterling's pocket—and blows a hole straight through the perfect life he thinks he still controls.__Adrian is rich, polished, and used to getting away with everything. He has a successful career, a devoted wife, a sweet daughter, and a reckless affair on the side that he believes will never threaten his marriage. Claire Sterling has always seemed gentle, quiet, easy to appease. So when she says almost nothing after catching the first crack in his lies, Adrian assumes he can smooth it over like always.__He's wrong.__While Adrian scrambles to bury his mistress, his excuses, and the ugly truth, Claire starts moving with terrifying precision. Evidence disappears. Distance grows. Then the woman he underestimated places divorce papers in front of him—and reveals a secret that turns his infidelity from a private sin into a life-destroying nightmare. Suddenly, Adrian isn't fighting to save his image anymore. He's fighting to keep his fortune, his reputation, and any place at all in his daughter's life.__But by the time he realizes his wife has been ten steps ahead all along, the trap is already closed. And the question is no longer whether his marriage can survive—only how much Adrian will lose before the end_
She loses her baby because her husband's daughter pushes her down the stairs—and when she wakes in the hospital, Ethan Sterling's first concern is damage control, not her grief.__Claire Hayes has spent years loving a man who keeps her hidden. At the office, she is just another low-level employee. At home, she is the secret wife of the cold, untouchable CEO. She tells herself his distance is temporary, that his silence means less than the vows they signed in private. Then one cruel accident rips away her child—and with it, every excuse she has ever made for him.__As gossip swirls about Ethan and his ex-wife Vanessa rebuilding their perfect family, Claire starts to see the truth_ her marriage was built on convenience, her kindness was mistaken for weakness, and the little girl who hurt her may be just another victim in a far uglier game. Between workplace humiliation, buried resentment, and a husband who only realizes what he's losing when she stops reaching for him, Claire is forced to choose between staying in a life that keeps breaking her… or walking away for good.__But leaving Ethan Sterling is not simple. Not when his daughter clings to her, his ex-wife sharpens her claws, and the man who never fought for her suddenly refuses to let her go. This time, Claire won't beg to be loved. The only question is whether Ethan will understand that before he loses her forever_
Seven years after walking away from acting, Maya Moore returns home for one job—and walks straight into a scandal with the one man she should never face again. Ethan Kane is now the untouchable film emperor_ cold, gorgeous, worshipped by millions, and rumored to be so aloof he might as well be celibate. Then one variety show, one loaded glance, and one badly edited episode turn Maya into public enemy number one.__Online, fans tear her apart. On set, sweet-faced superstar Nina Cole quietly tries to bury her. Off camera, Ethan acts like he can't stand Maya's existence—right up until the truth starts slipping through the cracks. Because the man treating her like a stranger is the same boy from her past, the same first love she left behind, and the same obsession she never fully escaped.__Maya has no interest in rejoining the entertainment industry's vicious games. She just wants to finish her work and leave. But when manipulated footage, old wounds, and buried feelings explode into a full-blown PR disaster, walking away stops being simple. Clearing her name could destroy careers. Ignoring Ethan could break what little control she has left.__He once let her go. This time, he follows her across the world_
Elliot Carter is only ever the replacement.__When his Omega brother runs from an arranged marriage, Elliot—an ordinary Beta from a failing family—is shoved into the wedding in his place and tied to Adrian Sterling, an S-class Alpha who should have had everything he wanted. In public, they become the perfect couple. In private, they are strangers sharing a bed, a contract, and years of resentment. Adrian never wanted a Beta. Elliot never had a choice.__So when Elliot finally walks away, he means to end it cleanly. No more cleaning up his family's messes. No more being the stand-in for someone else. No more mistaking heat, possessiveness, and late-night tenderness for love. He starts over in a quiet dessert shop, determined to build a life that belongs to him for once.__But Adrian refuses to stay gone.__He keeps showing up—at Elliot's work, outside his door, in the spaces Elliot is trying to reclaim—and the more Elliot pushes him away, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth. His runaway brother is back, old misunderstandings are cracking apart, and the arrogant Alpha Elliot thought he understood may have wanted him all along. If Elliot lets himself believe that, he risks becoming a replacement again. If he doesn't, he might lose the first person who ever tried to choose him.__When a love built on obligation starts turning into something real, can Elliot trust it—or is he about to be used one more time_
Six years ago, Tang Nuanning accidentally lost her virginity, and Bo Yanshen accused her of being unchaste, tossing her out with a divorce agreement that left her with nothing. Six years later, she returns with a child, only to realize that the man she had been with that night was none other than him—the father of her child. Bo Yanshen is filled with regret, both shocked and overjoyed. From then on, the cold, aloof CEO transforms into a clingy mess, wanting to crawl into her bed every night. Then, when he hears she's about to marry someone else, he storms into the hotel, disrupting the wedding, and grits his teeth: "Your husband isn't dead yet!" The crowd is left in stunned silence. "!!!!!!!" The eldest son shakes his head in disbelief: "I don't want to know this man." The second son covers his eyes in disgust: "What a shame! I can't look at him, I just can't!" The third son looks worried: "Uh-oh, Daddy's going to get beaten tonight." The fourth son frowns, rolling his eyes up in exasperation: "I can't even, I just can't..." Only the little daughter, dressed in a princess gown, runs over and tugs at Bo Yanshen's clothes, tilting her head with a sweet, innocent voice: "Daddy, can Mommy be the bridesmaid?" Bo Yanshen: "..." Introducing the year's most awkward public disaster!
Six years ago, she was forced into a corner and married a comatose man. She thought everything would be fine once she had a child, but a DNA test sent her spiraling into hell. One child was lost, and the other two's lives hung by a thread. Six years later, she returned with a new name, her children in tow, only to be pinned against a wall by someone who coldly warned her: "You want to be the mother of my children? Not a chance!" "Is that so?" The eldest child, with a serious face, said, "If you don't want Mommy, I'll divorce you!" Thus, the powerful CEO lost a son, got slapped in the face during a humiliating pursuit, only to discover one child after another. "Qin Mu Yan, how many children have you kidnapped from me?!" "Does it concern you?" From then on, the trio of kids and their miraculous mother went on a rampage—fighting evil mothers-in-law, tearing apart green tea bitches, and even bombing Daddy's company. They became the highest-earning female CEO and director in the industry, with countless suitors, including a domineering boss, a younger milk dog, and a wolfdog. "Move aside, move aside!" The third child reminded someone, "You're blocking Mommy's love life." Zhan Sichen again pinned her against the wall, looking incredibly eager: "Wife, we haven't divorced yet, have we?"
Enough of hearing their bullshit, I decided to visit India for further investigation. Just a visit not going to change anything, rather, it gives the answer I'm dying to find. Deep down I have a feeling that this visit will change my life but how? Let's figure out later. I have finished my degree in Texas a famous college around the city. I'm a biological student who wishes to become a biological scientist like my father. Yes, my dad is my hero and I will go beyond the ocean to fulfil my dad's dream as well as mine. He taught me how to find my identity and stand by myself and here I have become a person like how he wished. Independent and self-motivated...
Mary always had one thing in common with the leaves on the pine tree...they both moved where the wind wanted them to—adjusting her sitting position on the wooden seat, which seemed to be just in the right place at the corner of the yard far away and hidden from the judgemental eyes of the occupants of the ten-bedroom mansion. The grand splendor of the house couldn't be denied, built-in details many years back by the first lords of Scotland, the pioneers whose contributions to the growth of the nation's wealth as they established strong trade relationships with the British empire in the 1700s, conquering gold mines in the Eastern lands of the Arabic nations. The Winstons have held their own. Mary ran her hands through her faded cotton gown, which used to be a vibrant yellow, now only a shadow of itself ...how could she have the blood of the Winstons? a soft sigh escaped her thin pale lips that looked cracked and dry. Mary knew her only redeeming feature was her big baby blue eyes, as told to her by Michael, the son of the gardener who was only ten years of age. People might find it funny that she believed a child, but there was no time she could remember Michael telling a lie. The little lad was always honest to a fault which landed him in trouble most times. At least he had his father, who was the gardener and mother, the head cook to shower him with love; she never had that. She was born to a prostitute mother who set her eyes on the Winston heir 20 years ago, leading to her being born out of wedlock. Her mother, whose name she would instead not remember, tried to get her hands on fortune using her as a pawn, but she had bitten more than she could chew. Word was she was strangled while entertaining a customer who was relatively unknown around the area. Her death has been covered up as a suicide. Mary never knew her mother the only memory she has of her was the hate-filled gaze that chilled her to the bone any time she stumbled upon her into the brothel home where the prostitutes stayed. Even at the young age of three, she remembered the nights out in the cold, not eating for days only to be rewarded with a slap for every tear she shed. It was a good thing they lived in a public place as other courtesans took pity on her from time to time and let her eat their scraps. Shaking her head, Mary got up from the chair as if it would shake off the terrible scars from her soul, not minding the visible scars on her body. She walked into the garden, running her hands through the flowers, and for a while, it seemed like the perfect escape until she realized she had walked too far. The gardens had an outlet that connected to the forest. Turning back, she began to retrace her steps. It was never a good idea to be here alone.
Story Description Kimmton Ramirez, son of Don Kristoff Ramireza very wealthy, powerful and influential Mafia Leader in Italy. He love his life and family as he hate the attention it gives. But he wanted and dreamed to be normal. His father love him and just wanted him to be happy, so he decided to let him live in America. That's where he met Deathon Blackwood. A handsome jock. He become captivated and entranced. And each passing day he can feel himself falling for him. But the problem is, he is a dude. He never felt attracted to guys before and he can't explain the sudden attraction that he felt for him. But he discovered something about him that change his life and everything he knows... Can he accept him wholly or would he rather live his life normally as what he wanted it to be?
The sun rays easily filtered into the room through the small gap between the windows. They fell on the well made bed covered in pink and white sheets. Two big pillows lay neatly at the upper side of the bed. The walls of the room were covered in all kinds of posters and wallpapers. A huge frame of the picture of a girl, a man and a woman smiling brightly hung on the wall right above the head of the bed. A long shelf was plastered to the wall with the books neatly arranged in it. Next to it a shoe rack of sneakers and different shoes. Adjacent the shoe rack was a table with a girl seating on it. She had a headset on with music blaring in her ears cutting her off from the outside world. Dressed in a long shirt that reached her knees, she tapped her feet slowly against the table as she scrolled through her computer. She bobbled and nodded her head to the song playing in her ears. She removed her hands from the mouse and moved her hands while dancing. On the Computer was news about a popular teen singer. ...
The day before the year-end bonus was to be distributed, my boss called me in for a talk. He said my salary was too high and causing discontent among the team, making it bad for unity. He proposed cutting my salary and giving my bonus to a newly hired "insider." I agreed without hesitation and decided to play along. The next day, the client delayed the payment, and no one in the company received their bonus. The boss begged me to help recover the funds, but I replied: "It's not good for unity if I bear all the responsibility for the payments. Let's share the burden with everyone."
Emily and Ethan were not related by blood, but they were siblings in every other sense. They grew up side by side in a small, impoverished town filled with secrets,clinging to each other for warmth and comfort. There was joy, there was pain, there was darkness—and there was a stirring of the heart.But the one thing they shared above all else was a dream: to leave Havenwood. Ethan never believed in gods. If gods existed, why would they sit back and watch the poor suffer, the wicked thrive, and the good live in peace? If everything in life was fate, then what was the point of a wretched life like his being born at all? Ethan didn't like Emily. He ignored her provocations, smiled at her again and again, and sweetly called her "sister"—not because he cared for her,but simply because he wanted to stay in the Miller family's home a little longer. He was used to pleasing others every second of every day,used to hiding his numb, exhausted heart behind a practiced smile. That kind of pleasing… didn't mean affection. He didn't like anyone. But when Emily reached out—unbothered by the filth covering him—and took his hand,firmly, openly, leading him straight through the crowd without hesitation, Ethan suddenly thought: maybe this sharp-tongued, short-tempered sister of his was more trustworthy than any god.
In the fourth year of my marriage to my arch-nemesis, my husband was in a car accident and lost his memory. His mind reverted to the time before we tied the knot. When he noticed the wedding ring on my finger, he sneered with disdain. "Who's the unlucky soul that married you?" Little did he know, that unlucky soul was none other than himself.
I'm a zombie. Right now, I'm standing outside my own home. The door is tightly shut, as if no one is inside. I remain motionless by the entrance. Occasionally, other zombies wander by and peer through my windows. When they do, I kick them away without hesitation. Yes, I've turned into a zombie. But for some reason, I've retained all my human memories. Standing outside my house, I can't help but recall the times when I used to upset my wife. She'd lock me out, forcing me to stand there while she sat by the window, secretly watching me as I sulked. It seems that even now, as a zombie, she hasn't changed that habit.
Fei dreamed of a phone number—and added it the moment she woke up. The profile had a perfect face. No posts, no info. Just that one photo. We thought it was nothing. However, when we sent his profile picture to the group chat, Holly—the weird roommate no one liked—replied with a single chilling message: "Why are you sending a dead man's photo?" We thought she was joking. Then things started to go wrong. What Fei added wasn't just a stranger… It was something none of us were ready for.
At 3 a.m., I was starving and alone at home, so I decided to order some takeout. For safety reasons, I added a note: "I'm not home yet. Please leave the food at the door and send me a photo." Half an hour later, the delivery driver sent me a message: "Miss, your food is on the doormat. Please pick it up soon." Attached was a photo showing the food placed right outside my door. To avoid running into the driver, I waited a few minutes before heading to retrieve it. Just before opening the door, I glanced at my phone. "The delivery driver is currently 0 meters away from you."