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Capture A Husband: My Asian Mother's Quest

"What the fuck did you send over, Nicky?" Laurie is screaming over the phone at six fucking o'clock in the morning. "It has a note. And I believe that the message was clear." the name Nicky answered. "Well that's exactly, why I am asking!" she exclaimed angrily, glaring at the innocently looking red leather pill box, that is instantly recognizable as a famous jewelry brand, sitting on her kitchen counter, with a note that says - I heard you cry over a guy, here's a small gift to let you know that I'd marry you anytime. With the familiar scrawling penmanship in the white piece of paper, she would know who sent her the note, even without calling the guy on the phone. *** When the guy you confessed to rejected you, and your two exes came back running—declaring they would marry you any time, what would you do? Would you choose a familiar old love or the one that has your heart but doesn't want you? And to add to the chaos, her mother is on a mission to marry her nearing thirty-something ass to any man who breathes. What should a girl do in such a situation? Run away, of course! But then, how far can you run away until all the life's decisions you screwed up in the past caught up with you and you ended up with no choice but to face them. Welcome to Laurie’s adventure and just to be clear this is not a love story BUT a quest. [WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.] --- Book cover by Sendaline_16

Jyojiko · Urban
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She woke up with a painful neck because she fell asleep on the armchair with her head hanging off the side of the chair—probably the whole time since she doesn't change position whenever she falls asleep. Now she has a stiff neck. 

Instead of getting up from the chair, she slouched—stretching her legs in front. Her hands were hanging loosely on each side of the armchairs. She didn't make a big move with her head. Because every time she does, a pain would hit her neck and across her shoulders. 

"I should get out of the house and get myself a massage." She told herself aloud. Now that she has been living alone she turned into her old habit of talking to herself. She yawned and spotted her phone on the floor. She didn't have to pick it up to know that it was broken because the phone was next to an empty broken wine bottle. And seeing it now, she clearly remembers how she hurled it on the floor.