monday rosary

Selayaknya hari Senin, aku yang selalu dibenci juga ingin dicintai. Aila tak mau mengatakan pada dunia mengenai seburuk apa perlakuan orang tuanya selama ini. Dia selalu dibandingkan dengan saudaranya, dituntut untuk mendapatkan nilai sempurna dan tak diperlakukan selayaknya anak bungsu pada umumnya. Namun, gadis bernama lengkap Mikaila Alexandra Amzhari ini juga butuh sosok sandaran. Ryan adalah satu-satunya teman yang selalu mendampinginya. Perlahan-lahan, kenyamanan yang mulai muncul membuat dua anak muda itu diam-diam saling melindungi. Hingga, suatu hari, kabar buruk terdengar. Ayka, saudara kembar Aila, yang selalu dibanggakan kedua orang tuanya tepat di hari kelulusan SMA mengatakan bahwa dia dilecehkan oleh seseorang. Ayka yang seharusnya pergi ke universitas dan masuk FK justru mengandung. Aila, dipaksa menjadi saudara kembarnya demi menyelamatkan nama baik keluarga. Tidak bisakah sekali saja, Aila berdiri dengan kakinya sendiri selagi masih hidup di dunia ini? Juga, mengapa Ryan justru percaya bahwa ialah yang mengandung bukan Ayka hanya karena rencana konyol orang tuanya?

The end of one marks the start of another; Friday sighs, and Monday echoes

Our shut-in protagonist begins his plans for spring break: avoid everyone and stay inside reading. Perfect plan, except for when the time he has to leave his house comes. By chance he stays out a bit too late, by chance he takes a tiny detour, by chance he encounters a strange woman, and by chance he remembers what he dismissed over the phone earlier- rumors of a vampire attacking late at night. The unfortunate series of wrong turns made by our protagonist gets even worse, when the encounter with the mysterious woman goes wrong; not that it could have gone right.

Only thing that she had after her mother is a rosary. A small rosary that she had. But she was abounded at the orphanage at a young age and Aurora does not remember anything about her family. Her only hope is that someone adopts her and takes her away.

It’s a retailing of rosary and a vampire story from the animes perspective I have not read the manga but I’m doing a critique on the anime mostly changing the male main character hopefully making the story still enjoyable

He's the most feared man in the city - a mafia leader with blood on his hands and no belief in heaven. She's the daughter of his enemy - gentle, prayerful, and unbroken by fear. When fate traps them in the same house, the line between light and darkness begins to blur. But what happens when grace walks into the den of a sinner? A Rosary for the Don - where faith meets fire, and love dares to redeem the unredeemable.

Monday Amery Luna's life is a hell as for she thinks when everything turns opposite on what she really wants to happen. she suddenly moved on her sister's place on her summer vacation for punishment on what she did, but everything change the way she thinks about the world as Cloud Monstance enter her horrible life

"simple be my girlfriend"

Kai Zhou’s life crumbled when he lost his job and his girlfriend walked out on him. But then, the Genesis Ascension System activated, offering him a chance to rebuild his life—one role at a time. Every Monday, Kai steps into a new profession, from luxury car salesman to master chef, with rewards that defy imagination: Ferraris, penthouses, billion-dollar deals. Each role tests his skills, sharpens his mind, and draws the attention of powerful allies—and dangerous rivals. As Kai climbs from rags to riches, he uncovers secrets about the system itself. Why was he chosen? And can he survive the game before it swallows him whole? A New Role Every Monday. One man. Infinite possibilities

07:42 a.m. Late again… He let out a quiet sigh and reluctantly pulled the blanket off himself. A faint scent of coffee drifted in through the side ventilation slot, and for some reason, that scent made something inside his chest… feel a little warmer. “Next door... always wakes up so early,” he murmured to himself while reaching for the same shirt—still slightly damp—hanging on the rack beside his bed. When he opened the door, it was there again. A small lunchbox wrapped in a soft blue handkerchief, with a neatly handwritten note that read: “Have breakfast first, okay? — Your next-door neighbor :)” He’d never seen the note-writer’s face clearly. All he knew was that every Monday morning… this lunchbox would always be there. And perhaps— It was the only reason he still tried to wake up in time on Mondays, even now.