marble perfume tray

MARBLE----mukhang bampira na dalaga sa haba ng dalawang pangil na ngipin at ginawang subdivision ng malalaking pimples ang mukha na nang makagraduate ng high school ay napilitang isama ng tyahin sa Manila ngunit iniwan sa Luneta at naging taong grasa subalit nakita ng isang matandang pulubing may alzheirmer's disease pala at napagkamalan siyang ina nito na magulang pala ng isang mayamang anak at lolo ng binatang nagnakaw ng kanyang first kiss na halos pandirihan siya pagkatapos, at ang naging motto sa buhay ay NEGATIVE ATTRACTION EQUALS LOVE. Subaybayan niyo po ang pakikipagsapalaran ni Marble upang maabot ang kanyang mga pangarap sa buhay at mahalin ng lalaking kanyang itinatangi.

Uma história de Sut & Anya Sutthiporn Vossarin quase destruiu tudo o que amava. Houve um tempo em que ela confundiu possessão com amor, e o preço que pagou foi quase tirar a vida de alguém que dizia amar. O acidente que se seguiu deixou marcas no corpo — uma cicatriz nas costelas, outra escondida sob os cabelos — e feridas muito mais profundas na alma. Anos de tratamento a reconstruíram pedaço por pedaço, mas Sut emergiu acreditando em uma única verdade: ela não merece a felicidade. Não merece o amor de ninguém. Algumas pessoas nasceram para construir impérios, não para viver contos de fadas. Agora, de volta a Bangkok para assumir o comando da VSGG enquanto sua irmã se afasta, Sut tem uma missão clara: liderar com precisão cirúrgica e implementar o Projeto Fênix, um centro de trauma automatizado. Sem espaço para emoções. Sem espaço para novos erros. O que ela não esperava era encontrar, do outro lado da mesa de negociações, a Dra. Anya Petrova. Médica brilhante, direta e completamente imune à frieza corporativa, Anya se recusa a deixar que algoritmos substituam o toque humano. O confronto entre as duas é imediato — e elétrico. Mas quando o destino as coloca frente a frente fora do hospital, por obra de uma amiga em comum e de um sobrinho de olhos curiosos chamado Leo, as muralhas que Sut ergueu para se proteger do mundo — e de si mesma — começam a ruir. Entre panquecas em formato de coração, tardes de cinema, o perfume de sândalo que insiste em ficar e um passado que teima em cobrar seu preço, Sut descobrirá que algumas feridas só cicatrizam quando deixamos alguém se aproximar o suficiente para beijá-las. E que talvez — apenas talvez — ela possa ser merecedora do amor que sempre achou que não devia receber. O Perfume de Sândalo é uma continuação direta de Between Silences & Choices, explorando a vida de Sutthiporn Vossarin após os eventos que encerraram a história principal. Uma história sobre recomeços silenciosos, sobre cicatrizes que podem ser beijadas, e sobre o amor que chega quando finalmente deixamos alguém se aproximar. Não é necessário ler a história principal para acompanhar Sut em sua jornada — mas, se você veio de Between Silences & Choices, saiba que este é o desdobramento que ela sempre mereceu. Bem-vindos de volta. — Yak Krasib

Elián es un omega de una exitosa familia de alphas. Debido a sus feromonas dominantes, todos han tratado de ponerle las manos encima, incluido sus dos medio hermanos mayores. Pensando que jamás podrá a amar a un alpha, su padre condena nuevamente su vida volviéndose a casar, y se ve obligado a convivir con un hermanastro guapo y sexi, lleno de misterios. ¿Podrá ser él la salida que Elián busca? ¿Y sería él capaz, de revivir las pasiones que Elián perdió, en un pasado lluvioso? Entre tres alphas, un omega y un beta, ¿Estará entre ellos la salida de nuestro protagonista? — Esta historia contiene sexo explícito, queda bajo tu responsabilidad leer la suculencia. — Hay escenas levemente incestuosas. — Es un omegaverse y BL, yaoi, en otras palabras es una historia enfocada en un romance de dos personas del mismo sexo (chico x chico), en un mundo con jerarquías repartidas en Alphas, betas y omegas.

As a distinguished perfume maker, the first perfume produced by White Dew was very popular, and she also won a lot of money! She entered the marriage hall with her beloved fiancé, and her love and career were both prospering. The sweet life did not last long before she realized that her husband and her sister were already together. The adulterous couple even tried their best to swindle away the perfume recipe that she had painstakingly concocted and secretly transferred her assets! He even destroyed her nose and deprived her of her innate sense of smell. Thinking that she could no longer be a perfumer, Bai Lu jumped into the ocean dejectedly. When she opened her eyes after surviving the disaster, there was a magic box on her that could grow spices! After curing her sense of smell, she had all kinds of precious spices and made massive windfalls from her perfume sales. She sat on the throne of the Queen of Scent, with countless riches and suitors. One day, Jiang Shaomin, the pride of the business world, threw a billion yuan and invited her to customize a perfume for him. Bai Lu stayed professional as she said. "May I know what kind of fragrance you like?" The next second, the door was locked tightly. The man smirked and loosened his tie, revealing his firm and smooth chest as he pressed closer… "Your smell is the best scent for me!"

Every girl has dreamed of that boy: crisp white shirts, eyes like frost-kissed glass. In the halls of Eldenwood Academy, sixteen-year-old Vivian Vaughn reigns as its velvet rebel—loud, defiant, and infamous. While the world calls her "Vivi," only Adrian Stone uses her full name, his voice a blade of ice: "Vivian Vaughn, end this childish game." She grins up at his Arctic gaze. "Make me. Be my boyfriend." "...Impossible." But Vivian learns nothing is impossible when you fight with your whole soul. He’s the ethereal genius who ignited her heart, worth every reckless leap. She’s Vivian Vaughn; he’s Adrian Stone. One day, she will be his most treasured gem. Years Later | 20 Years Old At an elite Manhattan restaurant, Eldenwood’s alumni gather. Time flips fortunes: once-timid girls now flaunt miniskirts and Louboutins, dissecting Ivy League glory. Their eyes dart to Vivian—the fallen heiress in faded jeans, exiled and broke. "Where do you work these days?" one smirks. Vivian’s reply dies as a tall figure parts the crowd. Adrian’s hand brushes hers, warm and claiming: "Darling, you forgot your phone." Silence. Someone gasps: "...Adrian?" Eldenwood’s unattainable star—now a visionary architect—has plunged into the "sewer" they scorn. Midnight | Penthouse Suite Adrian’s breath scorches Vivian’s neck. "Why not tell her you graduated from Yale before her? That you’re her senior?" His voice is gravel and velvet. She shivers, laughing into the pillow. "She was already green. Why twist the knife?" He growls, hands turning desperate— "Adrian—" "Say my name again." Vivian: She loves like a wildfire—all-consuming. Adrian: She’s his sun. His redemption.

Alexander Volkov, A man that was exceptionally proficient in several key areas in his life, Established his vast corporate empire. A man that was good at Leadership and Management. Dies and reincarnates in the past.. Will he be able to use his intellect to his advantage? Or will he fall like the others of his era.

Tras la muerte de sus padres, un joven príncipe se ve obligado a asumir el peso del reino sobre sus hombros. Demasiado joven para reinar y demasiado herido para sonreír, atraviesa sus días envuelto en un silencio que ni las riquezas ni los lujos logran romper. Quienes lo rodean intentan aliviar su dolor con festejos y placeres, pero su corazón permanece de luto. Como gesto de condolencia, un rey de un reino vecino -amigo cercano de su difunto padre- le envía sirvientes y artistas para acompañarlo en su soledad. Entre ellos llega un joven bufón, cuya historia parece tan enigmática como su mirada. Poco a poco, entre risas suaves y conversaciones compartidas en la intimidad, nace un lazo inesperado. Con el paso del tiempo, la cercanía entre ambos se vuelve refugio, y sin darse cuenta, el príncipe comienza a sanar. Algunos murmuran que, después de tanta pérdida, ha encontrado por fin un nuevo motivo para sonreír... y quizás algo más. By Nickopipi Ilustraciones @SHANYUS_0169

Norah is a 20-something woman who hates her mundane day job and seeks more out of life. She desperately wishes for a way to make her mark on the world. Then one day, the apocalypse strikes without warning, destroying everything she's known and leaving chaos behind. During the chaos and destruction, Norah meets Angelus, a mysterious stranger who is seemingly beyond the boundaries of time and space. Angelus tells Norah that he can give her magical powers to get her revenge. Naturally, she takes the offer and becomes and Acolyte of Chaos herself.

I was visiting the market in disguise to not get caught by my father's vasals or royal guards to get the ingredients for my perfume. It sure is a hot day, and walking in a magic cloak is sure sweaty. I wish I had a beach fan here with me. Lost in my thoughts I suddenly bumped into something quite sturdy yet fleshy. "Ah, pardon me sir..", saying this I excused myself but the chest of that gentleman was really worth bumping for~ "Stop there, the lady who bumped to me just now" The voice sound ridiculously familiar to me which made my steps froze . I was processing the situation I am in, right now in my mind , within that time I hear the same voice close, ringing to my ear . "You. Isn't it the "Iris flower" smell from the Viscountess Vanessa's banquet last month?" "IT'S PERFUME MISTER!ー !" Ah shit! I just can't bear any sort of pun about my perfumery! When I turned it was DUKE ARDEN VON HALSWATHZ, smirking mischievously down at me as if he caught the prey he was hunting for. Such a handsome pervert even remember the fragrance from the tip to the roots of his lungs; Okay how should I interpret this behaviour of yours ? Being handsome and a pervert at the same time, such a loss to be rotting in the prison if I report him. His black clear eyes were shimmering even though the shadow was falling over his face while looking down at me. He looked right into my eyes as our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat quick. I swiftly covered my face with my cloak to hide my facial features; mainly my flustered expression, and with a voice sounding of a lowly origin I tried to excuse myself, "Ah!~ The Iris flower perfume is so famous~ I was looking for exactly that perfume!If you excuse meー" "200 thousand dilas " "HOW MAY I HELP YOU MY DUKE?" Seeing my immediate response after mentioning 200 thousand dilas he scoffed. I was played by him again but I mean like, WHO THE HELL WOULD REFUSE 200 THOUSAND DILAS??! 1 DILAS = 100 GOLD COINS, MAN!! For a 21st century working class korean girl who has reincarnated into this fantasy novel if someone gives me 200 thousand Dillas for just interrogating me will I refuse? HELL NAH! The Duke then furrowed his brows a little and in a serious tone he said,"Be my personal perfumer". "EXCUSE ME?!" I am surprised to hear it from the crazy tyrant that he wants me to work for him. His looks are of my type but what if he goes crazy and slices off my head like vegetables and fruits?! I am not gonna take the deal! The duke then leaned a bit lower at me and with a callous poker face he said, "Don't worry I won't bite you off. I need your skills that's it". Even if you bite me I don't really mind you see, but please don't eat me raw or slice me up. ーーーーーー Jang Jeong-Ah, a 25 years old part-timer university student died while taking a dump after an after-party in home, and woke up as Sara Galliois. Sara Galliois is a daughter of Count Galliois, a side character in a psychopath genre based romance novel ROSE GARDEN. How will her life change now? Read further to know. Stay tuned to PERFUME SCANDAL!, for more!! The cover photo is not owned by me. The credit goes to the respective owner. If they find it disturbing or uncomfortable then I might put down the cover photo as they please.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"