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In the eyes of Chi Zuxu, Chi Yi is a typical delinquent with the three big ‘NOs’— no morals, no virtues, no principles. To her, though, he is a classic baddie who is heartless, soulless, and inhuman. After the girl breaks and climbs through his glass window on the second story, she peeps at him with an innocent demeanor. “Chi Zuxu, lend me the other half of your bed!” she wolf-whistles at him blatantly. The man admonishes with a scowl, “Chi Yi, aren’t you shameless!” Inside the cinema, as Chi Yi’s little hands restlessly grope the man’s body without chagrin, she tells him smilingly, “Chi Zuxu, I want to do bad things with you!” Holding a look of woeful disgrace, he knocks her head. “Chi Yi, aren’t you embarrassed!” It is a lovely love story between a barefaced and a reticent. But, Mr Reticient, please don’t cry when Miss Barefaced finally slips away.

Introducing the new story "Return to '81: The Struggle of the Eldest Sister" – a heartwarming pampering tale, a tale of marital love, a tale of a woman's self-empowerment. That year, Ning Yunxi willingly married. On the day she took her vows, everyone around doubted the union, and her family declared, she shouldn't expect to receive a single penny from home. Her husband was an orphan with a bunch of little radish head siblings? No one believed her soldier husband would one day become a high-ranking official, no one imagined her Second Uncle would become a great scientist, and no one conceived that her young aunt would be a future superstar, let alone that the fourth child would be a natural-born tycoon. But truly, one day, all the futures Ning Yunxi saw came to fruition. Today, she has married a poor soldier and has become the sister-in-law in the military; raising the children of soldiers without fear, convinced she's betting not just on one potential stock, but on a multitude of leading stocks – with her newly acquired special abilities, she becomes a super teacher for the people! ----------------------------------------------------- All along, she had been recognized by the Wen Family as the least promising daughter, unremarkable in appearance and unnoticed, still unable to marry at the ripe age of twenty-nine. He, the son of a military family, born with privileges, deliberately concealed his identity at the matchmaking banquet, posing as an ordinary man. When they married, people sneered, "A pair of worn-out shoes matched with a bankrupt family, just perfect." Then one day, the gold buried in the sand shone with an immense brilliance...

Silas Sotos started as an outsider, dabbling in arts best left unknown. Now, can he harness his god-touched powers and navigate the treacherous currents of faith, law, and cosmic dread to save a city that barely understands the forces threatening to consume it? And what will be the price of his unique salvation? If you crave a dark fantasy that masterfully blends occult beginnings, thrilling detective work, Lovecraftian horror, and a protagonist whose power is as dangerous as it is extraordinary, then prepare to be captivated. The true shadows of Bayne City are calling.

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Elsa is a young lady from a modest family,facing challenges in funding her college education while also assisting her parents in supporting her two siblings. Her parents, Mr and Mrs George,worked in low-paying jobs and struggled to meet the family's basic needs, including education for Elsa and her siblings. Being the eldest,Elsa assumed the responsibility of funding her own college education and aiding in the care of her younger siblings,who were still quite young. Yet,Elsa encountered the most significant obstacle in her life after her sexual encounter with Wilson,a man she just met at Anna's birthday celebration,where they were both college mates. The uncertainty of potential pregnancy loomed over her because she was not in a safe period at the time of their intercourse,and there was the added complication of the torn condom. Wilson stormed out in anger after noticing the torn condom and informing Elso,he left her to handle whatever consequences that arose from their sexual encounter that evening. Is Elsa going to conceive? Will Wilson seek out Elsa,considering they didn't exchange contact information? What lies ahead for Elsa ultimately?

When jealousy and envy eat away at a person's heart, no one knows what will happen, how things will turn out, or when the tables will turn.

On the day I was supposed to try on wedding dresses with my boyfriend of seven years, I rushed to the bridal shop filled with excitement. But I accidentally overheard a conversation between my boyfriend and his friend. "You got married to Melody at the courthouse yesterday, and today you're bringing Summer to try on wedding dresses. Aren't you afraid Summer will find out and make a scene?" He looked helpless and said in a hoarse voice, "My brother died in a car accident. Melody is pregnant with his child. If I don't step up and marry her, how will they survive as a widow and orphan?" "I'll spend my whole life making it up to Summer. Keep your mouth shut. She can never find out about this." I turned around and made an appointment for an abortion at the hospital. If he couldn't give me and the baby a complete family, then we might as well not have one at all.

When recent college graduate Mark decides to visit to Europe to see the culture, a friend gives him a letter of introduction to an elderly man in Paris who “might be worth visiting.”<br><br>During their visit, the Parisian reads Mark a letter from a friend about a heart-breaking romantic gay encounter in a tiny Balkan town. Years have passed and the letter writer can’t find the town or person again, and has been haunted by this loss ever since.<br><br>The letter remains with Mark even after he returns home. It opens his eyes to sights and people he wouldn’t normally pay attention to. Can the new life lessons he’s learned help him in his own search for lasting love?

Jaxon is the son to the biggest drug lord their is in America and is one of the most wanted people out there, whereas Primrose is your everyday typical 18 year old girl: parties all night nearly every night, minimum wage job and a whole tonne of responsibilities. Jaxon just wants to live a normal 19 year old life and so risks it all for one chance at a normal life...but what happens when their world's collide?

Hello, i am Sheharyar Shabbir malik. I am a law student and i love writing. An intresting thing about my stories are that they all are based on my observations and my experience. I would love to improve more with your help. Thank you