rathore cassette

Dhriti Rathore was born into scorn, called cursed, treated as less than dust. Unwanted, unloved, she endured silence and pain without flinching. She was doing everything she was told, being a good, obedient girl to get even a bit of love from her parents, to get their approval. At the end, as expected, she was destroyed, her life ruined, abandoned. She committed suicide by falling from the building. When she opened her eyes, everything changed. She was back when everything started, and this time she will not make the same mistakes again. This is the story of one girl who turned rejection into resilience… And rewrote destiny—one skill at a time.

who is 'Atrate'? A name that, a certain girl gave to herself. Now... who did she mourn for? ...She mourns her own 'thousand deaths'. The story of a normal girl, who received a strange curse.

Rey'Ah est marié avec l'homme de ses rêve et a deux merveilleux enfants. Mais son merveilleux quotidien fut complètement renverser lorsqu'elle s'éveilla et se retrouva dans un monde complètement différent, où sont entourage parlent une langue inconnue, où les coutumes lui sont étrangères et... surtout un corps qui n'est pas le sien. Avec l'aide sa dame de compagnie et la meilleur amie de celle a qui elle emprunte le corps, elle apprend tout ce qu'elle doit savoir. Vivre la vie d'une princesse mal aimée et aux habiletés manquantes est un défi complexe. Mon livre contient assurément beaucoup d'erreur de grammaire/orthographe que l'auto correcteur a échappé. J'en suis profondément désolée ! Je corrigerai au fur à mesure. J'espère sincèrement que mon histoire vous divertira. Au plaisir, Austrel Forge Feu.

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Just a bunch of random thoughts and poems that come to my mind.

You emphasized harmony your whole life and this is how you go…!’ The successor of the Spear Master Sect and his apprentice Hyuk Woon Seong were framed of learning a forbidden Demonic art and slayed. A helpless and pitiful death by the hypocrites of the Orthodox Sect. The moment Woon Seong faced his death, The artifact of the Spear Master Sect emitted a light and gave him a new life. The life as Number 900, a trainee of the Demonic Cult! The two identities, the Orthodox Sect and the Demonic Cult. But his objective is one. Vengeance! Accepting his destiny and remembering his grudge, Woon Seong trains in martial arts And his time of revenge slowly comes closer…. Take over the Demonic Cult and punish the hypocrites of the Orthodox Sect! The revenge story of Number 900, Woon Seong growing in tasks of life and death

A dead queen from the past revived and reborn in the modern world to take her revenge from those who did her wrong. A Detective who was fighting his inner demons to protect and raise his only daughter after his wife departure. A tale of twisted creatures falling in game of love and war and there will be one survivor after the doomday.

rat ka khel

“Jadi kapan kamu menikah?” tanya pria dengan senyum mengejek  di wajahnya. Arin yang mendengar pertanyaan itu seketika merasa kesal. Mr Jung, dialah pria itu, seorang CEO tampan blasteran Korea- Indonesia yang terkenal dengan  image dingin, kejam, playboy dan tidak punya belas kasih. Diam-diam menyukai Arin, salah satu karyawanya, seorang wanita yang tidak pernah menginginkan cinta karena trauma masa lalu, hingga membuatnya hidup sendiri sampai di usia 32 tahun.

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?"