father day christian short story

The first time they meet, she bumps into him. The second time they meet, she agrees to a marriage contract in exchange for his help in her bid for revenge. But... he becomes addicted to loving her. During his first attempt, he flies a helicopter domineeringly; in his second attempt, he arrogantly removes all his love rivals; in his third attempt, he tries to tie her down using a cute child. Youxuan replies with a plain resounding 'no' all three times. In the end, Shan Hanjie takes one look at her, grits his teeth, and plops onto the ground. "Babe, you dropped your prince charming, please bring him home!"

Li Che had transmigrated and, after living nineteen ordinary years, he opted to accept his fate, marrying and having children, striving to support his family. But the moment his daughter was born.... Through his daughter, he rose in status, and his life was no longer ordinary. ... With his daughter’s safe birth, you gained a Dao Fruit, "Immortal Artisan". When his daughter turned one, safe and sound, you gained the Dao Fruit "Dragon Elephant Vajra". At his daughter's age of two, free from illness and disaster, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Pure Heart". By the time his daughter was three, lively and clever, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Chess Saint". His daughter was four, five, six years old.... ... Li Che discovered that with each passing year of his daughter’s age, he could condense a Dao Fruit to enhance himself. From then on, Li Che harbored a simple and unpretentious wish. A Dao Fruit a year, quietly safeguarding longevity. As a father, he only wished... Starting from the warmth of his wife and child by the hearth, to peacefully protect his daughter's immortality. Silently condensing countless Dao Fruits. Henceforth cultivating his spirit, invincible between heaven and earth.

"I time-traveled, and so did my dad," Li Ping'an had already arranged everything. He had set up a solid family business for his father in the mundane world and taken care of the relationship to enter the immortal sect. Then, he was determined to tread the path of immortality, to seize his chance at becoming an immortal. But he had never imagined that on the day he attended the talent testing in the mundane world, everything would change...

I'm not your slave, you bastard! She's furious! She's furious! I'm furious! WE'RE BREAKING UP! She's laughing like crazy! We'll discuss this in a hundred years She was her ex boyfriend, mother hated down and out, but he praised her as treasure, when Tsenin, you want my heart, my life, I can give you at any time

Seven years ago, at a charity gala, she unintentionally became his cure and ended up pregnant with fraternal twins.

“Didn’t you want me to be with you when you bought me? I’m willing to do it!” said the cold business tycoon. He was unrivalled when he behaved like a bully. “You… You liar!” She was pissed. He set up this trap and lured her into it. Now, he blamed her. She could not tolerate it anymore. She wanted a divorce. “Fine.” Spoiling a wife had no limits. He accommodated her whims. “The corporation belongs to you; The house belongs to you; The car belongs to you; I belong to you.” Who is Ye Lanchen? An unbeatable business tycoon. Who is Ye Lanchen? An unpredictable, distant overlord. Who is Ye Lanchen? A devil who spoils his wife to the core.

Growing up with eccentric materialistic parents who left him in the care of his grandfather for a job overseas, Zhang Heng had learned to adapt and be unfettered by the oddities and challenges in life. But he would soon learn the baffling truth about the world he thought he knew when one day at midnight time froze and he found himself in a world so quiet and still it was deafening. That night, he discovered that he had 24 hours more than everybody else and thus, marked the beginning of his adventures. The mysteries surrounding his newfound ability only deepened when a strange old man claimed to have given Zhang Heng that ‘gift of time’ and recruited the young man to participate in a cryptic ‘life-changing’ game on his behalf. Little did Zhang Heng know that accepting those terms meant embroiling himself in many versions of reality and exposing himself to the hidden secrets of the world—a decision he could never undo.

When they first met, Tang Wan sighed, “The fifth young master of the Jiang family is just as the rumors said. He’s celibate, aloof, prideful, and is a man to be revered. Unfortunately, he’s so smart that he no longer has any will to live, which made him sickly, and he’s going to die soon… Later on, the fifth young master brought her into his room. When she came out, everyone stared at her in shock. Why was she crying? …… Later on, it was said that the fifth young master returned after he recovered from his illness, and he brought a girl back. She appeared pure and harmless, but underneath that harmless appearance, she was actually a spitfire that offended quite a number of people. But the fifth young master just said, “I brought her back, so I’ll let her do whatever she wants. If… anything happens, I’ll take responsibility.” His best friend gave him a reminder. “You’re going to be responsible for someone from the Tang family?” “Since she came back with me, she’s mine. She’s just a young girl and is spoilt. I have to take responsibility.” After Tang Wan married into the Jiang family, she only had one mission. She must give birth to his children before he died! Meanwhile, the fifth young master was puzzled. “You’re a gentle and shy girl during the day, so why are you so different during the night?” Tang Wan thought. ‘I have to make every second count. He won’t be able to live long.’ After she gave birth to his son and he became one year old, Tang Wan was prepared to become a widow. However… ‘Why isn’t he dead yet?’ Much later, the fifth master of the Jiang family asked her, “I heard that you’ve been looking for my death every day. Do you want to kill me by sucking me dry?”

The ancient Buddha's head was stolen by a monster with a human body and a sheep's head. The Ghost buried an eye in the Buddha's temple, and from then on, the world's fire was extinguished, and darkness engulfed the continent. To combat the Ghost' invasion, the gods of day and night were born between heaven and earth. This is a narrative passed down for generations by storytellers. What was the true nature of the ancient Buddha, the Ghost, and the wandering gods of day and night on the once great continent? Perhaps, traces can be found in a troupe named 'Zhou Family Troupe.' The Zhou Family Troupe, is a troupe that performs operas specifically for the dead...

End-time divine doctor An Ning never expected that at the moment of her death, she would enter a cliché ancient romance novel. Even less did she expect that after entering it, she would be assassinated every day by the crazy male lead! ... Prince: Is the princess dead? Servant: Reporting to the prince, after the princess fell into the water, she unexpectedly saved the little prince, and now the emperor is about to reward her! Prince: ... ... Prince: Is the princess dead? Servant: Reporting to the prince, at the palace banquet, the princess blocked a sword for the empress, and the empress bestowed upon her a death-free gold token. Prince: ... ... Prince: Is the princess dead? Servant: Reporting to the prince, the princess jumped off the city wall in place of Miss Bai, leaving no whole body, and her bones were burned and scattered. On that day, Xiao Jingxing saved his white moonlight but slaughtered a city for An Ning! ... Many years later, a peerless divine doctor appeared in the martial world, exceptionally beautiful and astonishing the world! ... The male lead initially has a white moonlight, and genuinely attempts to kill the female lead. The female lead has a special constitution that allows wounds to self-heal, so she cannot be killed. After the female lead leaves the male lead, she lets herself free, leading to the male lead's courtship inferno! The novel focuses on satisfying plot twists, but does not rule out emotional pain, readers with a fragile heart, beware. The ending is happy, with a promise of no unfinished plots.