mah jiro

He was confused, so he asked, “I have a car, a house, good-looks and money. What am I lacking in?” She replied, “All those attributes are what men use to lure mistresses. So, which of those attributes is a good characteristic?” Ashamed, he reflected, “I am loyal to one and I can host and cook. I can make the bed and accompany you when you wish to go out.” She replied bitterly, “I shall, reluctantly, accept you then.” Good men would not let the women they love fight with the mistress but get rid of them on their own.

Two brothers growing up on opposite sides of the world-one navigating the ruthless underbelly of New York, the other drawn into the shadows of Japan's underworld. What begins as a grounded crime story about infiltrating syndicates becomes something far darker. As ancient powers awaken, every choice costs a piece of their humanity-and saving each other may demand becoming monsters.

Face-slapping? You won't see that here. Because no one will have a face to slap anymore! This is an ironic and degenerated novel. Mostly a parody of the reencarnation genre made on a whim. I have no idea how things will turn on. ~~~~~~ And they ended! I had enough of it, i think. Well, good day sirs and misses! I'm going home!

" It's been five years.... am still waiting for you kayla~" "No!!....i don't think it will work out! I won't suit your life style Travis!! " A STORY OF A MATURE GIRL AND YOUNGER BOY.... WHO WILL DOMINATE THIS LOVE JOURNEY? " Don't kiss me like that!! am.... am.... " *blush " your single kiss make my bad day warm kay! " READ THIS STORY TO GET WARMTH IN YOUR HEART ~

She died and woke up on a strangers body

A story that revolves around your Pov as Y/n bakugo in the mha verse who was meant to be with A certain Purple head girl Name Kyoka jiro let's see how destiny plays

Sinopsis – Rumah Tanpa Rumah Sejak kecil, Ayya percaya bahwa rumah adalah tempat di mana cinta akan selalu tinggal. Keyakinan itu hancur ketika ayahnya memilih berpoligami. Perceraian kedua orang tuanya bukan hanya memisahkan sebuah keluarga, tetapi juga menumbuhkan luka yang diwariskan dari seorang ibu kepada anak perempuannya. Dibesarkan oleh ibu yang hidup dalam bayang-bayang adat patriarki, Ayya tak pernah benar-benar diperlakukan sebagai anak. Ia adalah tempat pelampiasan amarah, pembanding atas kegagalan hidup, sekaligus pengingat akan masa lalu yang ingin dilupakan. Dalam keseharian, mereka bersaing untuk hal-hal paling sederhana—pengakuan, harga diri, bahkan kondisi ekonomi. Hubungan ibu dan anak itu perlahan berubah menjadi dua perempuan yang saling melukai tanpa pernah memahami luka masing-masing. Berbeda dengan ibunya yang dua kali menikah namun selalu terjebak dalam hubungan yang penuh pengkhianatan dan ketidakadilan, Ayya justru dipertemukan dengan seorang laki-laki yang memperlakukannya dengan hormat, mendengarkan suaranya, dan menjadikannya pasangan yang setara. Kebahagiaan itu bukannya menghadirkan damai, tetapi justru membangkitkan iri yang selama ini disembunyikan sang ibu. "Kenapa hidupmu bisa sebaik ini, sedangkan aku tidak pernah memilikinya?" Pertanyaan yang tak pernah terucap itu berubah menjadi sikap dingin, sindiran, dan persaingan yang semakin tajam. Di balik semuanya, Ayya mulai menyadari bahwa musuh terbesar dalam hidupnya bukanlah ibunya, melainkan warisan cara berpikir yang mengajarkan bahwa perempuan harus terus mengalah, menerima, dan saling menjatuhkan demi bertahan hidup. Ketika rahasia masa lalu akhirnya terungkap, keduanya dipaksa menghadapi kenyataan bahwa mereka sama-sama korban dari sistem yang telah membentuk hidup mereka. Namun untuk memutus rantai luka yang diwariskan turun-temurun, salah satu dari mereka harus berani memilih jalan yang berbeda. Rumah Tanpa Rumah adalah novel tentang luka antargenerasi, tentang perempuan-perempuan yang dibentuk oleh budaya patriarki, dan tentang pencarian makna rumah yang ternyata bukan berada pada sebuah bangunan atau hubungan darah, melainkan pada keberanian untuk memutus siklus kebencian dan memilih kasih sayang

Leaving her antagonizing past behind, Marah Gale is thrown into yet another spiraling situation, when the business mogul, Richard Berlette proposes a contractual agreement to her to suit his desires. Although hesitant, Marah reluctantly enters into the contract with him after endless convincing and advances. But as the past which she barely escaped from reconnects with her present, will she be able to scale through one more time or will it make living a life as the wife of Richard Berlette _ worthwhile?

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"

As a blade of grass, Ji Xiaosong wanted to become an immortal. But having only just gained sentience, she couldn't even leave the hillside. From the Turquoise Pool, a Caiyun named "Rongrong" flew out; she also wanted to become an immortal. But she had no body. By a stroke of accident, Rongrong and Ji Xiaosong teamed up, embarking on a journey of world-hopping through myriad realms. In every lifetime, Ji Xiaosong becomes the mother of powerful figures from the myriad realms, finding suitable fathers for them and raising these powerful figures to adulthood. "My wife is delicate and can't take care of herself, so don't you dare bully her." The protective General pulls Ji Xiaosong into his embrace, looking around warily. The crowd, who had just been bagged in a sack and beaten by Ji Xiaosong: ... "My mother doesn't have much ability to earn money; she can only rely on me." The genius son holds Ji Xiaosong's hand, a look of resignation on his face. Ji Xiaosong, the richest person in the world: ... Everyone thought Ji Xiaosong was weak and easy to bully; how could a blade of grass turn the world upside down? Yet, lifetime after lifetime, she is doted on and pampered, and all things are hers to command.