mah nishtana

He was confused, so he asked, “I have a car, a house, good-looks and money. What am I lacking in?” She replied, “All those attributes are what men use to lure mistresses. So, which of those attributes is a good characteristic?” Ashamed, he reflected, “I am loyal to one and I can host and cook. I can make the bed and accompany you when you wish to go out.” She replied bitterly, “I shall, reluctantly, accept you then.” Good men would not let the women they love fight with the mistress but get rid of them on their own.

Face-slapping? You won't see that here. Because no one will have a face to slap anymore! This is an ironic and degenerated novel. Mostly a parody of the reencarnation genre made on a whim. I have no idea how things will turn on. ~~~~~~ And they ended! I had enough of it, i think. Well, good day sirs and misses! I'm going home!

" It's been five years.... am still waiting for you kayla~" "No!!....i don't think it will work out! I won't suit your life style Travis!! " A STORY OF A MATURE GIRL AND YOUNGER BOY.... WHO WILL DOMINATE THIS LOVE JOURNEY? " Don't kiss me like that!! am.... am.... " *blush " your single kiss make my bad day warm kay! " READ THIS STORY TO GET WARMTH IN YOUR HEART ~

She died and woke up on a strangers body

PESUGIHAN TANPA MAHAR

UANG GAIB

Leaving her antagonizing past behind, Marah Gale is thrown into yet another spiraling situation, when the business mogul, Richard Berlette proposes a contractual agreement to her to suit his desires. Although hesitant, Marah reluctantly enters into the contract with him after endless convincing and advances. But as the past which she barely escaped from reconnects with her present, will she be able to scale through one more time or will it make living a life as the wife of Richard Berlette _ worthwhile?

Mahon is not a god, he is not an angel not anymore, yet not quite a vampire. He can in no regard be considered human, so then what is he? since the start of his 11000 year existence he has fought and died. Battling monsters and humans alike, Follow his journey through time, his Journey through loss and triumph. The Journey of Mahon the unkillable

"Apa yang bisa aku lakukan untuk mengurangi stress kamu? Aku di sini untukmu." Kehidupan Moza penuh dengan kejutan. Pertama, keluarganya mungkin berantakan, tapi sebenarnya dia punya saudara banyak yang tidak tahu dari mana asal usulnya. Kedua, Moza lebih respect dengan teman-temannya yang sudah ia anggap seperti saudara sendiri, karena di saat ia jatuh dan terpuruk, mereka ada. Ketiga, Moza bertemu laki-laki yang lebih dewasa darinya, semua berjalan tanpa terduga. Perbedaan kontras antara dirinya dan laki-laki bernama Ardhan. Membuatnya berpikir bahwa laki-laki itu hanya menganggapnya sebagai rumah singgah, karena ia menciptakan fiksinya sendiri jika seandainya waktu dapat berputar di masa-masa SMA. Moza berharap kisah fiksinya bersama Ardhan suatu saat akan hadir di kehidupan nyatanya. Siapa yang sangka jika kisah yang tertulis secara tidak sengaja adalah kisahku sendiri? Dia bukan Ardhan. Dia bukan fiksi. Dia bukan semu. Dia bukan ilusi. Dia bukan imajinasi. Tapi dia ada di kehidupan nyataku. Namanya rahasia, karena kamu harus membaca kisahku.

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?