cosmetic chemist

Mrs. Caden is obsessed with cosmetic procedures. At fifty-six, with her technologically-enhanced face, she looks even younger than me when standing by my side. I told my husband we should try to talk Mrs. Caden out of it, as cosmetic procedures have their risks, and she undergoes them far too frequently. But my husband got angry: "My mom looks good, which makes me look good when we're out. You, on the other hand, always look like a haggard housewife. It's embarrassing to be seen with you." Three days later, I discovered that to pay for a membership card, Mrs. Caden had cancelled the insurance policy I bought, and the 500,000 I had paid in premiums over the years all ended up in her hands. I broke down and caused a huge scene, but the two of them just watched me coldly: "What's the use of saving that stuff? It's better spent on my cosmetic procedures." Later, my husband was diagnosed with cancer and needed a huge amount for medical fees. Mrs. Caden demanded I pay, but I just spread my hands and said, "If you hadn't cashed out the insurance policy back then, we might have had the money to treat your son. Now, just let him wait for death."

Ughhh what to even say well I'll keep this short sorry my bad if you came here looking for some stupid self insert op Mc bullcrap just leave. I'm not the main character blessed by fate or some Devine providence or some rare bloodline. I'm probably a cockroach in the eyes of the beings who created this place a blot on the flawless canvas they constructed that never seems to quite wash out. I'm no hero and being a vital I just too much work, heck I'm not even allowed to use the system like everyone else, I'm weak and for the life of me I have no aptitude whatsoever. but it doesn't mater I'm a chemist through and through, and if I have to boil this world down to its roots and rebuild it from scratch to succeed then that's what I'll do. anyways, thanks for reading sincerely, flamel

Aventurate en la emocionante historia de Williams en su gran aventura por conseguir todo lo anelado mientras conquista todo el plano estelar ganando grandes aliados y camaradas dandose cuenta de la gran conspiracion de todo el universo.

aqui eu postos uns contos eróticos que escrevo

kaen-hae, tambien conocido como.... [Cyan Gray] Nació como una estrella fugaz en el alba.... abandonado a mi suerte, en una mansión con una hermosa ajumma pero con fetiches y una personalidad extraña, la persona que consideraba mi amiga de la infancia su trasfondo es muy siniestro. ¿Sera este mi fin con estas dos mujeres o podre dominarlas en el medio del caos?... un día por razones desconocidas desciende sobre el mundo un apocalipsis real o imaginario no se sabe el origen de este mismo. Esta va a hacer una gran oportunidad de escape de mi realidad tan caótica...con monstruos mazmorras y las mayores zonas de reliquias malditas. En este nuevo mundo donde todo puede pasar diversos contratos se pueden dar de las formas más inesperadas posibles...pero nunca había imaginado que mi personalidad y físico atraiga este tipo de mujeres (yanderes). Despertando sus deseos más oscuros...para poder avanzar descubre un arma con un ente desconocido que de repente se convierte en mi ¿Esposa? El viaje no termina hay descubriendo un grimorio muy antiguo donde rúnas estas escritas en este mismo no se sabe quién dejo este tipo de legado, pero gracias a este mismo su destino cambiara. Sus misterios lo ayudaran en su viaje espinoso lleno de peligros de monstruos y por sobre todo el tipo de gente peligrosa que podría ser su perdición. Acompáñenme en este fascinante mundo donde lo necrótico y el placer se unen...

We live with the energy we survive in the cosmos

Quando a vila humana de Elara Wynveldt é destruída por criaturas feitas de sombra, ela descobre, da forma mais cruel possível, que carrega dentro de si uma luz proibida, antiga, instável e poderosa demais para pertencer ao mundo dos mortais. O uso dessa força abre uma fenda entre reinos e a lança em um território onde a noite é viva, as sombras obedecem… e a sobrevivência não é um direito. É ali que Elara cruza o caminho de Draven D’Arken, príncipe herdeiro de uma dinastia amaldiçoada, governante de um clã mágico temido e senhor absoluto da escuridão. Frio, calculista e perigoso, Draven reconhece em Elara algo que jamais deveria existir: uma humana capaz de despertar forças que ameaçam o equilíbrio entre luz e sombra. Enquanto Elara é forçada a treinar e a compreender a magia que corre em suas veias, um vínculo antigo e indesejado se forma entre ela e o príncipe da noite, intenso, inquebrável e carregado de tensão. Mas antes que ela possa escolher seu próprio destino, Elara é raptada pela Ordem da Aurora, um grupo fanático que acredita que a luz deve ser purificada a qualquer custo. O ritual que deveria quebrá-la acaba criando algo ainda mais perigoso. Agora, presa entre dois mundos que a querem por razões opostas, Elara precisará decidir quem deseja se tornar, enquanto Draven enfrenta uma escolha impossível: proteger o reino que jurou governar ou desafiar a ordem do mundo para salvar a única pessoa capaz de destruir… ou redefinir tudo. Entre sombras vivas, rituais proibidos e uma atração tão letal quanto irresistível, esta é uma história sobre poder, identidade e o preço de amar aquilo que o mundo insiste em chamar de erro.

Um garoto, excluido pelo seu país por nascer com cabelo branco, mas mesmo assim uma vilazinha o acolheu, tudo ocorria bem... até o dia do torneio...

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."