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Hikari Ramen Noodles

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La dote est de deux millions de dollars, pas un centime de moins. Jiang Yu a déjà dix-huit ans et peut se marier maintenant. Envoyez l'argent sur ma carte, et cette affaire est réglée !" Jiang Yu regardait sa mère, qui parlait sans arrêt à la table des négociations. Elle la regardait fixer son prix pendant qu'elle vendait Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu n'en revenait pas. Il y a dix-huit ans, ils ont ramené à la maison le mauvais bébé de l'hôpital, et Jiang Yu, la véritable fille d'une famille aisée, s'est retrouvée dans un orphelinat jusqu'à l'année dernière. Jiang Ran, la fausse fille de la famille Jiang, a grandi avec une cuillère en argent dans la bouche. Avec des ressources supérieures depuis qu'elle était jeune, elle était plus remarquable que Jiang Yu à tous égards et était devenue la fierté de la famille Jiang. Jiang Yu, qui errait la plupart du temps dans le monde extérieur, n'était rien d'autre qu'une péquenaude qui rendait sa mère risée du cercle mondain. Cependant, Jiang Yu ne se doutait pas de la haine immense de sa mère envers elle. Le jour de ses dix-huit ans, sa mère la 'vendit' pour une somme nommée. Jiang Yu dit, "Si vous voulez marier votre fille à quelqu'un d'autre, ça devrait être Jiang Ran. Je suis votre véritable fille. C'est vous qui avez pris Jiang Ran par erreur à la maison !" Sa mère répliqua, "Tais-toi. J'aurais souhaité ne jamais t'avoir donné naissance. Tu n'as apporté que honte à moi !" Jiang Ran dit, "Grande Sœur, tout ce que Maman fait est pour ton bien. Ne blâme pas Maman." Sa mère dit, "Je suis convaincue qu'elle n'est rien d'autre qu'un percepteur de dettes qui est venu me réclamer son dû ! Ou tu me donnes deux millions de dollars, ou tu te maries sagement !" Jiang Yu a quitté la maison dans le désespoir. Par un concours de circonstances étrange, elle s'est retrouvée à épouser accidentellement un PDG. Dès lors, l'homme de trente ans choyait sa femme de dix-huit ans jusqu'aux cieux. La petite fille disait, "Monsieur, quelqu'un a maltraité ta femme !" L'homme dit, "Quel incapable aveugle ose donc te maltraiter ?"
Mountain Springs · 67K Views

Love's Wild Card

The Heiress Sisters "Big" Miss and "Little" Miss, please stop tormenting me! I'm begging you!" One heroic moment at a Manhattan restaurant introduces Alex Stone to a stunning beauty who turns out to be Emma Carter—the daughter of his company's Shanghai CEO. In other words, the "Big Miss" herself. But beneath her elegant exterior and graceful demeanor, this heiress has a side that nobody sees coming. It's enough to drive a man crazy! Be your housekeeper? Big Miss, are you joking? You can barely make instant noodles, and you want to be my housekeeper? The CEO has two daughters? Wait—so that beauty I antagonized on the subway is the "Little Miss"? What? You're moving in too? No! Please, have mercy! One sister is more than enough to handle, and now there's another? They really are something else, these "Big" and "Little" Misses! The "Big" Miss may look elegant and gentle, but she's hopelessly scatter-brained. The "Little" Miss might appear cold and stunning, but she's got the temper of a spitfire. To make matters worse, these sisters have been like oil and water since childhood—and now they're both living under my roof. Talk about a full house! I set out to chase beautiful women, but these "Big" and "Little" Misses ended up chasing me instead! How is a man supposed to survive this? These beautiful heiresses are anything but docile. How's a simple white-collar worker supposed to handle their antics? They say a man who isn't a little roguish isn't developing normally. Well, I'm all man—shouldn't I enjoy this situation? Who am I? Just a guy who spends three days a week creating legends, two days falling in love, one day being eccentric, and the remaining day searching for the edge of the world and the kingdom of ice. But love... love isn't simple. The only things that can grip you for life are your teeth and love!
LuminousLetterS · 1.8K Views

Naruto: Sora, the Gamer that is always Drunk!

Sora was once a normal kid. After his life changed from an incident his life went downhill up until the moment of his death. some random dude named Steven Magee once said, “true freedom is achieved through death.” This quote applied to Sora better than most would have expected… or so you would think. For Sora death only came with more responsibility, as after he died he was reborn in Konoha as a ninja graduating from the ninja academy. a new adventure awaiting around the corner with new responsibilities keeping him on his toes. _______ There will more than likely be no Harem and there most likely won’t be any smut especially since I’m not sure which route I will take on romance. The fic will not have Yaoi or any NTR, if I do ramance sex scenes would only be implied since I don’t want to loose focus on the actual plot like the many horny writers out there do. For that same reason there will not be any harem since writers who write harem fics tend to focus more on harem building than they do on the actual plot or growth of non female side characters. ____ last note: This isn’t my first attempt at writing a fanfiction but the first fanfiction I have decided to try and commit to. I can’t make any promises on quality but rest assured the only reason I haven’t wrote before is because I care about the quality. most of my issues with writing stem from overthinking something or trying to follow too close to cannon. my goal for the story is break both of those habits. try not to flame me too much in the comments.
Noodles7575 · 170 Views

The Great Spaghetti Incident [GSTRDB]

A Note from Barnaby Twiddlepot Dear Reader, Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Barnaby Twiddlepot—inventor, dreamer, and, some might say, the architect of one of the most infamous culinary catastrophes in history: The Great Spaghetti Incident. It is a tale as tangled and twisted as the spaghetti it spawned, and I feel both duty-bound and curiously delighted to tell you my side of the story. This book is not merely an account of the absurd events that unfolded in Flipsville that fateful summer. No, it is a testament to ambition gone awry, to the sheer unpredictability of invention, and to the fragile boundary between genius and madness. What began as an innocent attempt to revolutionize dinner parties ended with an entire town engulfed in a wave of pasta-shaped pandemonium. Through these pages, you will witness my humble beginnings, the birth of the Spaghettifier, and the escalating chaos that turned my quaint little backyard laboratory into ground zero for an unprecedented incident. You will laugh, you will cringe, and perhaps you will even find yourself questioning your next plate of spaghetti. This is not merely my story. It is the story of a town, a machine, and a series of events that would forever etch the name Flipsville into the annals of culinary history. I have done my best to recount the events faithfully, but let me assure you, the truth is stranger than any fiction I could ever concoct. So, prepare yourself, dear reader, for a journey into the absurd. As you turn these pages, remember: no noodle is ever just a noodle, and sometimes, the simplest ideas can spiral completely out of control. Bon appétit... and good luck. Yours in tangled ambition, Barnaby Twiddlepot Inventor, accidental calamity maker, and reluctant chronicler of the Great Spaghetti Incident.
Screen_Gaming · 747 Views

Villain's way to live

Prologue I always hated my life. Bland, uninspired, a loop of mediocrity. My mornings started with the sound of a cheap alarm clock and ended with sleepless nights haunted by dreams of a better life—dreams that never came true. Life was cruel, unfair, and unrelenting. But even in my wildest nightmares, I never imagined that dying would be my gateway to something worse. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the comfort of my dingy apartment. No peeling wallpaper. No stack of ramen cups piled up on the table. Just a cold, cavernous room dripping with opulence, the kind only an aristocrat could afford. At first, I thought it was a lucid dream or some twisted afterlife. Then, I caught my reflection in a massive gilded mirror. Long, dark hair. Sharp features with an almost cruel beauty. Eyes that radiated arrogance and menace. I knew that face. Anyone who played "The Princess is in love with me" knew that face. Killian Nux, the Major Antagonist of the story, destined to be defeated by the plucky protagonist and his harem of magical misfits. He wasn’t just a villain—he was the villain. The one everyone loved to hate. And now... I was him. Great. Just great. If reincarnation was supposed to give me a second chance, someone really screwed up. I didn’t just end up in a fantasy world; I landed right in the middle of a sadistic dating sim known for its brutal difficulty and relentless drama. In the game, Killian Nux wasn’t just a spoiled noble. He was a monster. An overpowered, sadistic tyrant feared and hated by everyone. His fall was as inevitable as the sunrise. By the end of the story, his power, his pride, his very existence was crushed under the protagonist’s boot. If I didn’t want to meet the same fate, I needed to change everything. But fate had other plans. To survive in this world, I had to attend the Olympus Academy, the melting pot of heroes, heroines, villains, and victims. The place where the story began. The place where Killian's path to ruin was set in stone. And it gets better—or worse. Because walking into that academy means meeting him. The Protagonist. That righteous, golden-haired beacon of hope destined to unite everyone against me. Along with him come the Main Heroines—the princess, the knight, the healer, the mage—and even the Villainess, the one character I might have been able to rely on if Edward hadn’t been such a bastard to her in the original game. So what am I supposed to do? Watch the Protagonist steal the spotlight, woo every girl in sight, and forge his path to glory? No. I’m not playing by the game’s script. If I’m destined to be the villain, then so be it. But I won’t go down quietly. If Killian Nux is supposed to fall, he’ll do so as the strongest, most feared villain this world has ever seen. After all, if I’m going to live in this hellhole of a game, I might as well make it my story.
carl_Zedrick · 0 Views
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