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Let Me Take You On A Little Trip

Spoil me a Little

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"
Lovegold · 1.2K Views

Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me

One sunny day, Shen Jingwei, a Z-list actor, received an opportunity to attend an open-call audition the very next day. It was for the role of an antagonist in a new BL C-Drama, "Dance Of The Dragons", which was adapted from a novel of the same title. He agreed to join the audition due to several factors, among which his manager's threat to jump off the 20th floor, his dire need for money, and also the fact that his rank in the film industry could not go any lower. One look at the panel of judges made him want to turn on his heel to leave, but it was all too late. Because who would expect the poor Z-List actor to meet his mortal enemy/ex-boyfriend, Yan Renzhong, the A-List Actor responsible for his decline long before he even learned how to fly? ------------------ "You and I... are playing a couple of lovers, who will go on to get married and have children with each other." Shen Jingwei could sense blood coming up his throat. What was the point of saying it out loud, again? "Yes," he forced himself to agree nonetheless. Yan Renzhong pinned him with a stare. "We have unresolved issues from the past. I hope you won't let them affect your and my performance in the drama. Act the professional you are supposed to be." "..." "And don't call me 'Emperor Yan' anymore." Yan Renzhong left after delivering one blow after another, not even waiting to see if Shen Jingwei succumbed to his injuries or not. What? Whattt? Whattttttttt?
Lu_Shui · 454.3K Views

Devil in disguise: Why can't you let me go?!

The forest had become Wanessa’s only refuge since the night her father cast her out. “You’re nothing but an omega now. Leave.” His words had echoed in her mind ever since, fueled by her stepsister’s lies and her pack’s betrayal. She’d been left to survive on scraps and the herbs she gathered, clinging to life on the edge of a world that no longer wanted her. Wanessa knelt in the damp earth, her hands trembling as she tore bluebells from the soil. The whispers of the forest were louder tonight, unnatural, like voices carried on the wind. “…White Knight…” “…unstoppable… hunting his Luna…” “…death follows him…” The White Knight. Everyone feared the alpha with molten silver eyes, a predator hunting his destined mate. But Wanessa had no time for legends. She needed these herbs to survive. A branch snapped behind her. Wanessa spun, clutching her blade. The moonlight revealed a figure slumped against a tree, his armor gleaming like liquid moonlight, smeared with blood. Her breath hitched. It was him. The White Knight’s silver eyes flickered open, locking onto hers. "Help me." He gasped. Every instinct screamed to run, but her feet wouldn’t obey. She dropped beside him, her hands working to bind his wounds before she could stop herself. "Why?" He muttered, his grip tightening on her wrist. 'Why would you help me?" She had no answer. When she stood to leave, his hand shot out again, his voice low and determined. You. You’re my Luna."He said. "You’re mistaken."She whispered. "I never forget what’s mine."He said. Panic surged, and she fled into the forest, but her mind reeled with a buried memory, silver eyes, staring at her from another time, another life. Will white knight alpha be able to find her again? Will she have her revenge? Can his possessive side give them their happy ending?
Ketu_Moon · 2.3K Views
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