A long, long, loooong time ago, when we used to be kids, there used to be so many people. Streamers online, bald men trying to get their hair growing back, troops scattered about in the city...  We always thought we lived in a beautiful, safe place and nothing bad was going to happen. 

I remember how there were German and Australian troops in Japan, how Iceland and Greenland disappeared underwater, and then all of a sudden people started disappearing. 

You were too young thankfully- 
a...ahh... Like, two years younger than me, 
but I have my dad to tell me this. 

My daddy told me it was just a matter of time. 
When people don't die of one thing, 
they'll die of another thing.

Only the major cities of countries thrived while the rest of the country cried out for help and had to either move or find a way out; a world outbreak - depression. The government couldn't help anyone other than those who would find a way to live, and offered a wonderful way out, judge free and guilt free. 

Pain free too, I've heard, 
but 
isn't 
dying 
scary?

Eri.... I didn't bring you up here to tell you a stupid history lesson.... 
You see, 
I- I.... 

...

You've noticed. 

Mostly everyone's hooked on these pills. Yeah, I... I have them too.... I guess I didn't want to do this without you, because well, aren't they right? Like my dad said - we're going to die anyway and something's wrong. 

What ever 
happened to my mother? 
Why were 
the soldiers so dead looking?
Where 
are your parents?

We have a solution to finally dream forever with these, and I ... I don't even know what I want to do when we get out of school. We're so close to getting out, and I don't have anything. I don't even know what I would want and- and- and....

God, I'm such a mess. 

Who am I, aside from someone that shares stupid facts about stuff and makes you all laugh from time to time? Outside of school I can barely get away from... from this feeling inside, and I know this place is eventually going to become another ghost town like so many places already.

 If I do something, where would I even go? 

I.. I want us to take these together. Then- then if it hurts, we can be there for each other. I read online that it makes you feel euphoric for awhile and lets you do one thing you always wanted...

I wanted you. That's it. You know me more than anyone, so that's why I had to tell you! 

St o  p 
sc re am i ng 
at m   e

....Really? You're bringing up your stupid grades? Then tell me, Eri, what do you want to be when you grow up? Who do you love? What do you want in life? 

I'm scared of dying alone, and your goal.... You would choose this crap over me? People like you are going to have kids and bring them into a messed up world! Don't you get it? Nothing we do matters here, nothing at all, so please. 

Let's stop wasting our time. 

Fine. If you care more about that than about me, I'll do it myself! Why did I even think you would do it with me.... I guess I really was just following you. Not anymore though, never again. 

When you die, I hope you go to hell Eri.

Uragiri is born into a world coated in blue: society enforcing individuals to kill themselves, reality mixing in with fiction, and all is ruled by a powerful Yddrasil that had been corrupted by man's blood. It is about to get much worse when he must go on an adventure to find a woman who speaks to him in his dreams, and must paint the world red or gray in order to bring about a new god.

Qing Feng was a boy that open his eyes for the first time at the year 2000, he
Was born in a middle class family that can be considered rich in the village but that just in the village a father a mother and a big brother that was five year older than him also there was other members of the family as well 

At the age of 3 he first time he enter the school , time passed at the first year
he go through various test at school and he became first at the end of the year and he also made many friends as well 

Soon years passes as he and his friends grow up together always played together, but like any other humans he had some deference as well for first ,,,
he was a little fat even his friends some time call him fat as well. secend; is that he fear girls at first it wasn't that bad but slowly as time pasa  it turns worse. at first when he was eight he could somehow touch hand of his friends that were girls but at the age of 10 it turned impossible to touch a girl.

Time passed as he and his friends turn fourteen that's when he bought the smartphone that changed his way of life .
It was then he watched his first anime it was not like the animes he watched in tv it was completely different, to him it was as if he found something that he always carved for like he found completely new world that he can live on and always dream about.

From then on he completely drowned in the new world he found but that doesn't means he forgot to go to his school,his scores were as good  as always it's just, at that time a new student transfer to his school from a different place and soon they become friends and he learned that he also use to come first in his school that's the reason that qing feng came 2'nd at the end of the year exam. 

But he was not sad,, on the other hand ha was happy for his friend and also he had his own world of anime as well so he didn't mind about the exam scores, his other friends ware good at academic but not at the his level 

But at the next year change everything, it was at the start of the year when he almost finished watching every good anime that were available online for free of changes, he was sad that all the anime were finish but that didn't last long thow  next qing feng found out about novel. 

Qing Feng  didn't wast a single moment  after learning about fantasy  novel and immediately searched for it and found that there are hundreds of novels to be read that mean hundreds of New world. 

Day's passed and qing feng keep reading and reading but his exam scores didn't lowered a single bit, slowly the days that he goes to school decrease and at the end he became a shut in, other than the time for his own need qing feng Stop coming out of his room, more then a year passed like that.

Now it was the time of governments board exem of them . he also took part in  the exem,

The exam lasted for about two weeks and he and his friends finished the exem and now it was the time for two months holiday before the scouts are out, so it was his best time to read novel and manga. 

Qing Feng was a shut in, but he never wasted his time, the time he was in his room he also became interest in learning different language's so he learned Chinese , english, for reading novel and manga that he found online. .
At home his mother, father and brother tried to make him go out of his room but failed, now speaking of brother he always for some reason hate him so qing feng also hate him there where time they fought but to qing feng the brother is also family and like that days pass ..

Soon the holidays were over and it was the time for the scores of the board exem to be announced, it was also the time that qing feng   and friends turned sixteen years old as  well.

Qing Feng and his friends were on there way to school there were some little kids as well that were returning to there homes .qing feng and some of his friends  home's were on the  different side of the school so they were about to cross the road when five kids started to run to cross the road  four kids allready crossed the road and a little girl was still crossing and at that time came the enemy of all the otaku and shut in's it was all and everyone's respected and one an only truck-kun that was about to crush the little girl,,           
To,, qing feng time seemed to slow down his somehow fat body moved on it's own jumping straight he throw the little girl to the arms of his friend on the different side of the road and then with a....
"bang" came pain an unbelievable amount of pain, after that all that was left there was darkness an infinite amount of darkness ...

This is a story about Qing Feng who reincarnated as Qing Shui and from the love he received from Qing Yi he totally accepted himself as Qing Shui.

(I am just writing for fun so sorry  if there are any problem)

Bethany is 3 years old now, will be turning 4 very soon. She was underweight before she was born, so Dara tried her best to gain Bethany's weight. 

Yes, of course.

Dara gained herself some weight. Dara thought, "it's fine, I will get to my normal weight after delivering her to birth. Just exactly the way I did when I have  Christian."

Indeed. She lost some weight. But the problem was that the weight loss was a lot less than the weight gain. Although she's not in an obese state, still she felt a bit insecure in the beginning.

But Dara knew she can't complain, and she had no time for any strict diet or any weight loss program because of breastfeeding. So she just accepted her new shape. And she kept on accepting it for the next couple of years. She keeps on trying to be happy in her skin.

And just today, after all these years, she met a fitness trainer through online media, she just can't stop thinking and getting excited about how she will get back to her dream shape in an easier way and for free. Wow! Fitness trainer for free! Who wouldn't be excited to see how it goes?

***

It's late in the afternoon, Dara is examining Christian's homework while her children are enjoying Friday's ice cream with chocolate chips and cereal sprinkles and smoothies. Singapore and Greece have 5 hours time difference, so it's around lunch break for Dara's new coach.

Dara's phone bipping. She knows it's from her 'coach'. She unlocks her phone but doesn't open the chat room, seeing what her coach sent her. It was only a greeting because they haven't talked at all today. Suddenly Dara remembered that she doesn't know his real name after almost a week of talking.

Dara replies his "good afternoon" with a  short line of a  message, "good afternoon to you too."

Then she adds one more when she sees that he is online, "I'm checking my son's homework, I will reply to you soon enough when I'm done with kids."
He replies in a few seconds, "sure babe, go on."

Dara smiles seeing his quick reply and how understanding he is every time Dara mentions her children. He never sounds impatient or cynical or jealous after found out that Dara has a little family. Always sounds patient and sympathetic and he's always fun.

They haven't seen each other's face, but Dara has already felt good vibes from that man. She has opened the other chats that she got on the same day as she met K, but they were boring or perverted or weird people. 

***

There was a man who had this on his bio "I'm a fun and open-minded person, here looking for friends from all around the world." And Dara was attracted to him because of the nice pictures of himself and his holiday pictures from different countries. 

They talked quite a bit in the introduction. He was a Canadian. He had so many beautiful pictures of nature from different parts of the world,  but mostly mountains and hills. Seemed that he likes outdoor sporty activities such as hiking or climbing. She could say that from his physical appearance that was quite well-shaped with a broad chest.

They liked each other and chatted for quite an intense first day before he found out that Dara is married and has two children the next day. He suddenly ended the chat room, leaving Dara confused with a jaw-dropping. And she thought, "did I say anything wrong?"

That annoyed her a lot and made her grumpy for hours before she met a nice woman. Dara told her what was happening between her and the Canadian. Then the woman named Jules explained that the Canadian probably wanted sex with her, and chatting with a married woman was not his intention. Dara thought that Jules might be right and she felt better with that assumption.

She talked quite a few with Jules and she shared some of her experiences on the Tinkle app which one of those had led her to a real romance a while ago but then they broke up recently and here she was once again for another one. 

Dara enjoyed being on the Tinkle app, and she wrote her books and comic titles on her bio in efforts to promote them. "Great work, Dara, you hit two birds with one stone! New friends yes, promoting your work yes!" 

She met another new chatter, a good looking built-up man named Dean in a proper suit and bald head. His bio was "I'm a dominant man looking for an Asian submissive mature woman," which made Dara think a bit and wanted to ask about his bio. But she decided to pass him away without greeting him back because she didn't intend to have any heavy conversation.

Then she met another polite-looking man. He had a picture of himself in front of the mirror, in a white t-shirt and striped shirt as the outer, holding a see-through cup of tea that was only at the bottom left. His face was covered by his phone.

His bio was "Here are the scores that have been updated once in a day," then Dara saw different countries having different numbers next to it. And the very bottom of his bio was, "let me rate you!" And that was a bit interesting for Dara. 

They greeted each other then Dara asked, "what are you rating about?"
"Oh, you read that? Not everyone read bios though," he said nicely.
"Really?"
"Yeap. I mostly asked them by myself, haha."
"Ohh… I am new to this. But I really enjoy reading people's bio because I always find something different."
"Yeah, sometimes I read too, but not always."
"Soo… what are you rating?"
"Are you sure you're interested?"
"I might be, why do you ask me back that way?"
"Because you're Asian. Most Asians don't do this. Well, I know, culture."
"Culture? So your rating stuff is related to cultures?"
"Well, no."
"What is it then?"
"Hmm...okay. Since you are so insisting. I rate boobs."
"What do you mean you rate boobs?"
"Well, I mean I rate boobs, honey."
"How??" Dara started to widen her eyes in disbelief.
She saw that one country has 5 digits of the number.
"What's the highest score ever?" She asked him again.
"The highest was a Russian, her score was 94 of 100."
"Omg! How many girls have you rated?"
"Hahaha, I'm not sure…. So, will you let me rate you?"


"I have never known what efforts were;
I have never known what submission referred to;
I have never known what my passion was;
I have never known what I, myself really was;
Until there was… You"
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Rewritten version
21+ alert!!!
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Dara is indeed a great submissive catch for a cold-hearted Dominant man like him, she's an innocent, a pure one to be taught, wrapped in a beautiful, petite, almost flawless appearance.
For Dara herself, this is her very first time to get into this kind of darker side.
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Being a slave means being strong. 
More than what she has become all along. 
The circumstance that Dara has never thought would be extremely challenging. 
But, by being his slave...
She finds herself.
She finds her deepest, hidden passion that she has never realized herself, before.
She finds a way to overcome.
She finally learns how to share a man, like a harem.
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Getting into the BDSM world virtually, was never her intention at all, but here she is sharing a man with girls from all over the world, in a virtual room of harems.
Jealousy, humility, degrading, among friendly, sympathetic, cooperation, partnerships, and even knowledge shared there. All of the mixing emotions of ups and downs flutter her heart and sanity. 
.
Will she grow stronger and earn him?
Will she survive with all of the emotional occurrences? 

"There you are. Come on and sit down for breakfast," Li Qingru said to Su Ping.
She saw Su Ping when she came out of the kitchen. 
Su Lingyue finally snapped out of her reverie. She blushed when she noticed the weird look in Su Ping's eyes, then she retaliated with a glare.
Su Ping curled his lips and sat down. He grabbed a steamed bun with meat stuffing.
After their mother walked over and sat down to get some congee, Su Ping told her about buying a TV for the store. He asked her to handle the TV purchase for him; he would have to drive Su Lingyue to the game during the day, so he had no time for this. To find someone online and pay them to set up the TV would be too troublesome. After all, installing a TV was not a complicated issue.
Their mom asked some questions. Upon knowing that this was to drive up business in the store, she agreed without hesitation and promised him that she could take care of it.
She had seen how the store was often packed and people would line up outside. She was not skilled in searching for news online but she didn't have to do that to understand that business in the store was booming. She was proud to have a son with such a good business sense. Therefore, she never doubted Su Ping's reasoning.
Su Lingyue heard her mother praising Su Ping's business sense. She looked up and cast a glance at the two, wondering what their mom would think if she found out that Su Ping had once hired celebrities to advertise for the store, and about the championship matter.
Su Lingyue felt an urge to ask Su Ping about the celebrity spokesperson. However, she decided not to mention it. She knew that Su Ping was unwilling to let their mom know too much about the store, all to prevent her from becoming a bundle of nerves, constantly on tenterhooks.
After breakfast, Su Lingyue and Su Ping left.
"Drive slowly. Don't worry. You'll make it in time," their mom said to Su Ping in haste.
Both replied with a yes and got in the car.
After they drove away from their street, Su Lingyue asked the questions that had been on her mind since breakfast. "Mu Shuangwan used to advertise for your store. Then she said she would quit the contract. What happened then?"
"Nothing happened. That was it," Su Ping answered. He kept his eyes glued on the road ahead, demonstrating that he was a qualified driver.
"You mean she did cancel the contract, right?"
"Uh-huh."
"But…"
Su Lingyue was angry since Mu Shuangwan eventually did end the cooperation. What a nice way to kick them when they were down.
She wasn't happy. She could take advantage of Su Ping, but she wouldn't allow other people to bully him.
"I once liked her. I didn't know that she would be like this. Hmm! I will never buy her CDs again!" Su Lingyue gnashed her teeth. She sounded so furious, as if she were the victim.
Su Ping darted her a glance. One less person buying her CD wouldn't mean anything to Mu Shuangwan. 
He kept the words to himself. After all, Su Lingyue was speaking in his defense. Having said that, he was not touched by her heroic words at all.
"You sure have some free time to think about this. Don't you have a match to be ready for today?"
"You! I am speaking up for you!"
"Winning the championship for me is better than anything else!"
"…"
Su Lingyue was speechless. She turned away from him.
Silence returned to the vehicle. He pulled up some music and hummed along. He was in quite the bright mood.
But next to him, it was cloudy over the passenger seat.
…
They arrived at the venue.
Still, no empty seats. If anything, the audience was even more excited than the day before.
However, the staging area was much less crowded. Merely one hundred participants were there.
The staging area was large enough to hold one thousand people; it looked a bit bleak with just a hundred people sitting there, which was a sharp contrast when compared to the spectator's seating areas.
Su Ping walked Su Lingyue to the staging area. "Focus and be careful," He cautioned her.
Su Lingyue nodded. She knew this was a serious matter.
They did have a bit of an argument while on their way to the venue. Since they arrived, she had shifted her entire focus to the game and she would note down everything Su Ping said.
"Go on now."
Su Ping went away and found himself a seat. The family members' area was even more crowded than the day before. The participants who didn't pass the trial could still take their family members there and they could stay there to watch the competition.
More and more people arrived.
The family members' area had become overly packed.
This day, Qin Shuhai didn't sit with Su Ping, much to Su Ping's delight. He casually looked around the venue. Soon, he saw Fei Yanbo approaching. He had arrived a bit later; his son and some students who failed the trial were following him.
Apart from Luo Fengtian and the girl with the ponytail, the other students had failed. They had gone there to watch the competition.
Fei Yanbo saw Su Ping as well. However, since the seats around Su Ping had all been taken, Fei Yanbo did not go over. He nodded to Su Ping across the distance as a greeting and then took his students to find seats.
All of a sudden, Su Ping heard a voice. It was a young man sitting next to him. "Molly, another point and I would have passed the trial yesterday. I was unlucky. I ran into that freak from the Ye Family. Otherwise, I would have won a place for today's round!"
Affected by the lively atmosphere in the venue, the young man sounded excited, albeit disappointed at the same time.
"Of course! I know that you're awesome! I can always read people accurately!" a girl with a sweet voice replied with admiration.
"Hey, naturally. It is too bad that I'll be too old for the next Elite League. Otherwise, I would have definitely made it to the Top 10!"
Sensing the look of admiration from his girlfriend, the young man was beaming with more pride.
Su Ping turned around. He didn't know that he was sitting next to a young couple. He had a feeling that he was going to be smothered by their public display of affection.
He was right. The boy and girl continued to bully Su Ping's nerves with their honeyed words.
All of a sudden, Su Ping missed the days when he would sit with Qin Shuhai and Fei Yanbo.
Soon, the game began.
The commentator went up to the stage to read the rules.
The one hundred participants would be placed in ten groups.
The participants in each group would have one-on-one battles. The winner of each group's finals would be on the shortlist to become the Top 10 winner. The losing party of each group's finals would still have other chances.
They would battle against the losing party of another group.
The winner of that match would still have an opportunity to make it to the Top 10.
This mechanism was set up in case two powerful participants would be in the same group.
After the rules were read, the cheerleaders entered the stage for their performance.
Their bodies were nice and curvy, and the clothes they had on were revealing. They performed a sexy dance.
Many parents hurried to cover up their kids' eyes while they enjoyed the show through telescopes to their hearts' content.
Su Ping found this show amusing as well.
But, an argument broke out next to him.
"They are pretty, aren't they?"
"Ah? Yes… No, of course not. You are much prettier."
"Oh? So, you have been watching carefully, right?"
Danger! Danger!
"No, I wasn't. I just glanced at them a bit. Molly, to me, you are the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Oh, really? Just to you? So you're saying that I'm not as good looking as they are."
"I…"
The couple soon stopped talking to each other after this "friendly" exchange of views.
Su Ping felt nice, as if having just eaten ice cream on the hottest day. There were benefits of being single after all!
After the cheerleaders' performance, the audience became more excited than ever!
Then the participants began to draw lots to decide their groups.
The names were picked out randomly.
When the names of promising participants were read, the audience would chant and shout.
However, for participants that were in the same group, they were less happy.
Soon, Su Ping saw Su Lingyue's group. She was in Group D.
The others in Group D pulled long faces. That was not because of Su Lingyue. It was because there were other powerful opponents in that group!
Qin Shaotian!
One who people regarded as a likely prospect to win the championship!
Of course, that was the opinion online. The participants were fully aware that Qin Shaotian had yet to exhibit his full strength in the previous matches. He had not won the most votes online because his performance had been average.
After all, most people that would participate in the voting activities online were average citizens. They weren't aware of all the secrets and they would only judge the participants by what they did in a match.


What’s not to love about my new life after transmigrating into a Pet-centered world?
There are mighty creatures that come in all shapes and sizes. They can either be cuddly companions, helpers in your daily life, daring scouts or strong fighters. Or all of the above. Not bad, huh?
I have a family, but the fact is completely overshadowed by my younger sister. She thoroughly hates my guts, and she makes sure that I know this. Every. Single. Day.
Did I mention that she’s disgustingly talented while I am a bottom feeder? A terribly handsome one at that.
I have free rein to run the family business on my own. A small and quaint Pet Store. It should have been great if not for the fact that the previous owner of this body was born with ZERO affinity to handle Astral Pets…
It wouldn’t be a proper transmigration without a gimmick or a system to pave my road to greatness, don’t you think? I have one, but I don’t know if I would be better off without it…

Welcome to the World of Astral Pets!

Emily reached out to Eli's phone and pinched the screen to zoom the photo. 
It was a photo of Maxen sitting on a bar stool with his chin propped on his knuckles. 
Thankfully, Olivia's back was facing the camera that her identity remained a mystery. 
As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words, and that was exactly what the photo delivered, and what most captions read.
In the photo, there was no denying that Maxen's eyes were shooting stars and hearts as he fixed his gaze on the woman beside him.
"Spotted: Prince Maxen's mystery lady. Will Nisia be hearing royal wedding bells soon?" Creases formed on Ava"s forehead as she read the caption of the online news outlet.
"Oh shoot. Who took it? Doesn't look like it was taken by a pro." Her eyes darted from the screen to Eli who replied with a shrug.
"A London immigrant from Nisia uploaded the photo but it got deleted right away, however it's late when it spread like wildfire the second it went online," Eli narrated. "I read as much news as I could on the way here."
"Wouldn't it be a problem with the wedding tomorrow?" Ava addressed her question to Emily. "Paparazzi will be hot on Maxen's tail bow that he's under their radars."
"Let Ollie and Wyatt figure it out," Emily swept the issue under the rug. She wiggled Eli's phone and gushed, "This photo is lovely. I'll have it printed so we can hang it somewhere in the cabin for tomorrow."
"Do we need to call them?" Ava asked. "Shouldn't we have like an emergency meeting or something?"
Sipping his tea, Eli placed it back on the saucer and shook his head. "I'm sure Jack is working on it too. Is there anything that we needed to finish tonight for the wedding?"
"Everythiiing is set. Well, if you could offer some eggs for a fair weather tomorrow, then that would be greatly appreciateeed," Emily tweeted. 
"Thank god the gods for asking eggs and not balls as an offertory." Eli's hand flew to his chest as he dramatically huffed. He scurried to the fridge and took out one egg for each hand.
Holding the eggs up, Emily, Ava, and Eli chanted, "St. Clare, please grant us clear skies tomorrow."
Just as the prayer ended, Finn bumped Eli, causing the egg to slip from his hand. "Oh sh—oot. Shoot." He almost cursed. His eyes widen for a second before switching into a positive mode. "Relax, ladies. We still have one."
Ava mouthed a sorry. She reached out for a paper towel to clean up the mess. While she was busy cleaning, Emily finally let go of her wineglass.
"Do you want to see my big project at the back? Let's find a nice spot for your egg outside."
"Absolutely," Eli grinned. He offered a hand to Emily, and the two stepped out of the cabin, leaving Ava to look over the kids inside.
Later that night, Olivia and her drunk companions were back in Ollie's London mansion.
The three men were singing slurry songs of their youth as their arms slung on each other's shoulders with Maxen sandwiched between Wyatt and Ollie.
"Brotheeers!" Ollie's voice boomed in the grand area. He yanked his arm free and hugged his friends, forming a circle. "Let's do this again next month!"
"Just us?" Wyatt cocked his head to the side.
"No, just us. You're not invited, Wyatt," Ollie joked.
"Pffft! Don't go crying if you miss me, Ollie the softee!" Wyatt teased, his cheeky grin exposed his teeth so bright it shone against the softly lit room. "Come here, let me hug you tighter so you won't miss me."
Wyatt let go of Maxen, but paused for a second. He was holding in his chuckle as he spoke, "And you, Maxen. Don't get jealous. Ollie might get a hug now, but you know I'll give up my life for you."
"Nonesense!" Maxen swatted Wyatt's finger that was pointing at him. He reached out to Ollie and Wyatt and made another round of hugs. 
Maxen and Wyatt then planted a kiss on each of Ollie's cheeks. The three were giggling like teenage girls and Olivia just sat on the sofa, drinking in the men's alter persona, one which only their tight-knit circle knew of.
Suddenly, Wyatt started singing.
~Hello, hello, hello, how low.
Hello, hello, hello, how low.
Hello, hello, hello, how low.~
Ollie and Maxen's eye glistened with excitement. Their fingers itched to tap into something as Wyatt continued singing. Soon, the trio was singing their guts out. 
Three grown-ass men turned the sofa into their stage, jumping while singing on top of their lungs. Wyatt turned a lamp into a makeshift guitar while Ollie trashed the place, smashing anything that his hands could reach on the marble floor. 
Maxen, on the other hand, found his wife, and danced with her amidst the chaos that erupted in the great room. The couple twirled in uncoordinated steps amidst the raining down feathers, and dissolved in laughter, drowning into what felt as if the best version of Nirvana's Smells Like Teen Spirit song.
~I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
Yeah, hey!~
"Sweetie?" Ava's hushed voice was loud enough to interrupt the onslaught of the tornado in the guise of Oliver Lin in the great room. She was alone. Ollie guessed that Emily and the children stayed in the cabin for the night and Ava just dropped by to check in on the 'boys' as she called them.
Oliver dropped the ripped pillow in his hand like a hot potato. He looked as if he was a little boy caught with his hands inside the cookie jar. He wanted to point a finger at Wyatt and tell his wife it was his friend who made all the mess, but Ava broke into restrained laughter, covering her face as she did, which he found beautiful.
~Hello, hello, hello, how low.
Hello, hello, hello, how low.
Hello, hello, hello, how low.~
To their surprise, Ava jumped started the broken song, sparking an encore performance, and more raining down feathers courtesy of Ollie and Ava ripping pillows together this time.


“I’m not a ‘thing’ to be possessed.” Olivia pulled her weight with her elbows and stared at Maxen whose head was now wedged between her legs. 

“Absolutely,” he agreed, widening the high slit of her gown. “You’re a goddess, Olivia. And I will even worship the land that you would set foot on.” 

... 

Olivia Lin. Exiled heiress of the biggest corporation in the small island of Nisia. Nobody knew of her name. Heck, nobody knew of her existence. Henry Lin, her father, left her in the farthest place from the country as possible the moment she was born. 

Maxen Victor Eton Sui, a heartbreak dressed in a hot suit. What more if he's wearing a crown? 

Now when their paths collide, will sparks fly? 

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*This book is for mature readers.

edited by Swaning


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The moment the news came out, Chantel was afraid it could have a negative impact on her and the Li family. Therefore, she immediately requested that the news should be suppressed, resulting in only a few people who saw it. However, if she posted a statement on Weibo now, wouldn't everyone get to know about it anyway?    

Noticing her lack of response, Gifford got a little angry. "What? Is it too hard for you to do that?"    

Chantel shook her head and said, "Of course not. I'll do it right now."    

Satisfied with her promise, Gifford put Hugo on the floor and patted him on the head. "Go to your mother!"

Hugo looked at his dad in confusion. He was in his mother's arms just now. He didn't understand why his father would bring him here and ask him to go to his mother again. Nevertheless, the boy still walked over to Chantel's side obediently.    

Gifford stood still as he watched Chantel contact her agent. In little time, the actress requested that the photo of her property ownership certificate was sent to her.    

After that, she called Red. As soon as he picked up, she glanced at Gifford and naturally pulled Hugo aside before asking in a low voice, "Red, did you see the news about us?"

"Well, I did. But didn't you have it suppressed already? Some paparazzi are really shameless. They not only took our photos but also made up stories,"  he said angrily.    

"Well, who owns your house? Here is the thing..." She briefly explained the whole situation to Red. He was already a good friend to her because of the relationship between Erica and Orange. Hence, he was aware that she had got married in secret a few years ago.    

Understanding how much trouble the news brought to Chantel and that now she would have to clarify it, Red willingly cooperated and sent her the photo of his property ownership certificate.

A couple of hours later, she received a text with the photos of the two property ownership certificates.    

After getting off the shower, she blurred half of the addresses on both certificates and uploaded them on Weibo with the following caption—"Hello, neighbor!"    

Red, who had been keeping an eye on Chantel's Weibo account, shared and commented on the news as soon as she posted it. "Hey, neighbor, I'll go downstairs to your apartment and have a free meal one of these days! I hope you won't mind."

The whole purpose of the comments and posts were to explain the nature of Red and Chantel's relationship to the public. It turned out they were just neighbors, one living upstairs and the other downstairs. But Gifford wasn't happy once he read their exchange of comments online.    

The man walked into their bedroom with his phone as Chantel dried her hair and read the comments on Weibo. When she noticed her husband's presence, she thought he might not have seen her post yet, so she told him, "Hey, I've explained everything just now."    

Gifford threw his phone aside and calmly sat on the bed. "He will go downstairs to your apartment to have a free meal one of these days? Chantel, am I that easy to fool?"

"Gifford, you know he was just cracking a joke." She couldn't help but feel he was being unfair.    

At that moment, Gifford beckoned to her. Holding the towel she was using to dry her hair, Chantel obediently stepped forward until she was standing in front of him.    

Quickly, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.    

She jolted forward, and before she could see it, she was sitting on his lap. In order to regain her balance, Chantel grabbed his arms and blushed at the touch.    

"Did you often have meals together?" he asked.

Chantel shook her head immediately. "No, we didn't. Don't take it the wrong way."    

Gifford raised her chin so that she was looking him in the eye and warned her, "I hope you are not lying to me." 

"What? Of course I'm not lying. Don't think too much about it. Red and I are just regular friends. If you don't believe me, you can ask Rika about it."    

Gifford seemed determined to make things difficult for her. "Why should I ask Rika about it? She's not with you every day. How could she know everything you do? Besides, between you and me, she doesn't take me as her brother but you as her sister. She would have no problem helping you to deceive me!"

After Erica ran away for four years, he never knew where she was even though he was her brother. Chantel, on the other hand, had always known Erica's whereabouts. Gifford was heartbroken when he learned that.    

Chantel asked him patiently, "Then tell me, what should I do to make you believe that there is nothing between me and Red?"    

"It's easy." Gifford smiled. "All you need to do is announce our marriage."    

At first, Chantel didn't know what to say.    

But after thinking it through for a long time, she felt that it was too sudden to announce such big news. In the end, she refused Gifford's idea on the excuse that she needed time.

Furious, Gifford couldn't stop thinking that this woman was getting more and more disobedient with time. First, she stood him up. Then, this gossip about her being with another man came out. Now, he asked her to announce their marriage, but she refused. He thought she needed to be taught a lesson as soon as possible.    

In the meantime, Chantel didn't think she was on vacation at all. She wanted to spend more time with her son during the day and sleep more at night, but Gifford wouldn't let her sleep at all. After two days of supposed rest, she seemed more tired than she was at work.    

At the entrance of ZL Group, two Bentley cars stopped at the front.

Immediately, four children in blue rushed out of the vehicles, each carrying a limited edition toy 66K assault rifle.    

The kids ran inside the company's first floor in a line from the youngest to the eldest before Erica could even get out of the car.    

She wanted to stop the four boys, but they were fast. By the time she walked into the company, they were already inside the CEO's exclusive elevator.    

Erica sighed helplessly. She came to see Matthew, but as the four children didn't have to go to the kindergarten that morning, she decided to bring them along.

However, she was beginning to regret her decision. If she had known it would be so tiring and troublesome to bring the boys, she would have come alone.    

After taking another elevator to the CEO's floor, she heard from afar the children's laughter coming from the office.

Quickening her pace, she reached the CEO's office door and opened it. Once she was in, she found herself in front of a peculiar scene. While their sons' fired water pellets with their toy guns, Matthew was fast to dodge their attacks. Despite the children's efforts, none of them could hit their father. Yet, there were traces of water pellets left on the walls, the floor...everywhere.    

Adkins was the first one to surrender. "Forget it. This is boring, we can't hit Dad!"

Boswell looked at his brother and decided to put down his toy gun as well. "Colman, Damian. Adkins is right. Don't shoot. Let's clean up the office."    

Unwilling to give up, Colman didn't listen to him and shot his dad two more times. Matthew dodged quickly, letting the water pellets hit the floor.    

Frustrated, the little boy put away his toy gun and promised, "Dad, I'll make it one day!"    

Matthew looked at the kids and said, "Then you should practice harder. But first, go to the cleaner and get the tools to clean up the office."

"Alright!" the four boys answered in unison. The four kids turned around all at the same time with the guns in their hands. When Matthew couldn't see their faces anymore, they looked at each other.    

The quadruplets had a tacit understanding among themselves. They could tell what each other wanted with a single exchange of glances.    

Now, for example, after putting the toy guns aside, Adkins and Boswell suddenly ran towards the man who was ready to greet his wife.

"Dad, give us a hug!" Adkins said.    

"Dad, it suddenly occurred to me that I missed you so much!" Boswell confessed.    

Looking at the two kids, Matthew knew they were up to something. He then turned to find Colman and Damian raising their toy guns.    

But as Matthew was older and wiser, he promptly understood what their intentions were.


"Drive this woman out!"

"Throw this woman into the sea!"


When he doesn't know Debbie Nian's true identify, Carlos Huo cold-shoulders her. 

"Mr Huo, she is your wife." Carlos secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, "why didn't you tell me earlier?" 

From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
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This is not my work

The originality goes to Miss Bai Cha

He watched Cathy sleep from outside. 
Her mum was sleeping on the bed next to hers.
he said, " Cathy, I really want to be with you but I can't figure out how. please think of how and send it to my dreams. Before I go. I want to know. Everything I do is for our own good. "
He drove back home, Natasha was sleeping in the sofa. He got a blanket and covered her and then headed to his room.
He knew some little art so he sat on his bed and started drawing a flower vase.
He drew flowers on it. 
Let's say he indicated letter C for Cathy on every petal. 
At around five, he knew his mum was awake so he dialed her number. 
" hey, mum. " he said. 
" Hello, how are you son?" she asked. 
" I'm good and you. how was your night. And yesterday to."
" Was worried about my kids. The night was good. yeah I'm also doing great. Was preparing breakfast for your dad. " she replied. 
Bryan thought this was the best time to drop his news. 
" okay,  but worry no more. I got some good news for you. "
she started getting curious. 
" what's up are opening another restaurant in town for traditional food or did you manage to get a TV show. " she said. 
" it's not that. it's about me and Natasha. "
" What!! 🙆 
Are you breaking your friendship with her. That's good news. "
" no, mum. I'm marrying her soon. "  he said. 
His mum panicked, her heart started racing. 
She stood still for some time, Bryan called for sometime but she wasn't talking. 
it was the boiling water that woke her up from her shock 
she knew it was a decision already made. 
" How about Maria. Why Natasha of all girls in town, around the country, around the world?" she asked. 
" I love her. heart wants what it wants. " he replied. 
" Bryan, why do you collect problems?"  she asked. 
" I'm not mum. Hope we on the same page."
" We can't be.  We need to talk about this. " she said. 
" We would if it needed discussion. it's a decision already made. 
I'm feeling sleepy."
" Bryan listen to me... "

 " Before I forget, today is her birthday. Don't forget to attend. "
" You're going to regret this. " she said. 
" I got everything. if you have anything in mind. Feel free to tell me about it. it'll make her happy. 
Good night and good morning. love you.  I'll text you the address. "
Bryan hang up the phone and covered himself. it was time for him to sleep. He hoped to wake at around 11am. 
_ 
At six in the morning, Cathy woke up. Her mum was sleeping. She stretched her arm to get her medical records. She wasn't so shocked by what she read because she was a doctor even though the documents were bad. 
it read she'll start walking without support after 5-6 months. And walking with support after a month or two. 
A month with her mum around. Cathy would never allow that. She knew she needed to be fine. They weren't tight friends with her mum.  
If they continued staying together heaven will fall. 
She had to get a caretaker. Her mind started racing. Andrew came first in her mind, his a man. she unconsidered him. She grabbed her mum's phone. it was on the table and she searched online. 
Paying a caretaker wasn't so expensive. It was her allowance at Kayma hospital. 
She sent in her request. 
She put the phone aside and the bag falling falling out. 
this woke up her mom 
" Cathy, do you need anything?"  she asked. 
" yeah, I was trying to find water. " she replied trying to cover up. 
" okay, Lemmie get it for you. " she picked her phone and headed out to buy water 
When she was at the hospital canteen someone called, the number was unknown. it was the caretaker company. 
This surprised her in that her fingers started shivering. When they talked about themselves. she realized Cathy had called them. 
"I'll call you later. I'm busy at work moment. "
Her mind told her to crush Cathy in pieces. 
Her heart wasn't thinking about a thing. 
She was just wondering how could she!

Before you fall in love, you might think stuff is easy for those in them.  But trust me, everyone has a different story, some get lucky some maybe losers . Some relationships are slow well some are quick.  Nothing happens on its own. so sometimes you have to make a move. React to stimuli as you pray to the all mighty.  One plus one two ,two plus one three.  A relationship is for two people the rest are advisors.  In everykingdom there is the queen and king the rest are servants. You decide what happens in your life and relationship.  
We never settle for less cause everyone is destined for the best.
Actions speak louder than words,so u have faced the words. 
But sometimes things go wrong, they may not go as planned. You feel the headache in your hands. As you know we plan and God decides.  Love, hatred are two different things but they can move along. Leading to confusion to join the story. 
Should I go for my bestie Andrew or the guy of my dreams Bryan.  But sometimes you have to drop both sides, pick some one new. 
Life is what you make it.  Don't choose the boredom. 
Cathy is the lead role ?
And love ? is the issue

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