Scarf Crochet

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

Witty FL x Adorkable ML + a cute bun + a talking crochet fox ---------- After the sudden death of her boyfriend, Leslie Song has been single-handedly raising her precious little daughter Calliope. It’s a difficult life, but it’s a happy one. A freak accident puts an end to that. As Leslie lies dying on the road, watching Calliope breathe her last, she curses her helplessness. Calliope’s crochet fox seems to hear her. It opens its mouth and asks, “Do you want to see your daughter again? If so, follow me. Her soul has already left for another world.” Leslie agrees. That’s the last thing she remembers before losing consciousness. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself—or rather, her soul—standing beside her unconscious body on a hospital bed. “How is this supposed to help me find Calliope!” she exclaims. “This is not your body. Your body is dead. This is my original host, Charlene Li,” explains the toy fox. “You can possess her body to find Calliope, but if you do, you must finish her uncompleted mission for her.” “And what mission is that?” “To marry the second most eligible CEO in the city.” ‘This,’ Leslie concludes, ‘is a scam.’ But she has no other choice. ********** Meanwhile, the second most eligible bachelor in the city, Calix Xu, is patting himself on the back for thwarting his grandmother’s attempts to marry him off. After exhausting all of his tricks and excuses, he has resorted to marrying the comatose daughter of the Li family. Calix smiles, pleased with himself, "Aren't I smart? Grandmother can do nothing now." But… why is he seeing his newly-wedded wife hovering beside her own body? Before he can react, his wife—the moving one—floats towards him. "Husband! Help me find my child!" “Your child?” Calix asks weakly before doing the only reasonable thing he can do in such a situation. He faints. ---------- WSA 2024 entry! Commissioned cover and character images by yuuri_e (Instagram)

Have you ever wondered what would happen if the pinnacle of a Xianxia Cultivation Story appears in the middle of a post-apocalyptic system and tower climbing setting, without having lost her powers, unrestrained, and invincible? Bing Xue spent eleven thousand years in the world of Murim, ascending to become the pinnacle after countless hardships, blood, and tears, and sacrificing her own humanity in the process. However, she was incapable of ascending into the Immemorial Primordial Void Realm; incapable of escaping the Heavenly Will's influence, she gambled it all on a single decision, escaping into the Outer Cosmos with her last remaining energies. Despite thinking her long journey was coming to an end, a black hole teleports her back to Earth out of nowhere! However, things on her home planet are much different than before. The Tower now exists, connecting Earth with countless other worlds. Monsters come out of Dimensional Gates, threatening humanity, and awakened people named Players climb the Tower in hopes of saving humanity from destruction. After learning that her mother and her sister are still alive, Bing Xue will use the overwhelming and supreme might she has cultivated for eleven thousand years to destroy the tower, slay the gods that govern it, and save Earth from its untimely demise. The System? She will fold it and make a fashionable scarf with it! The Administrators? They might become her new pets. The Monsters? Nothing but ants that die immediately by merely touching her Immortal Aura. The Hunters? If they behave, she might make them her disciples and teach them to cultivate the Heavenly Dao, so they don’t rely too much on the System. The Hostile Players? Just flies she’ll slap to death with a gentle wave of her hands. And the Gods? Merely aperitives for her ever-growing Divinity! During its serialization, this novel will be available for free forever, no premium. However, you can read advanced chapters here: https://www.patreon.com/pancakeswitch Copyright 2023 PancakesWitch. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This novel is also being posted on Scribblehub and Royal Road. If you see it anywhere else, please let me know. Thank you.

She had experienced the Battle of Changping and witnessed the pitting of hundreds of thousands of people. She had led the Great Qin Iron Cavalry and fought against the six kingdoms to win the world. She had seen the world divided into three parts and the mountains and rivers shattered. She had also heard the curling sound of the zither in Longzhong. She had been drunk in the Chaste Guan Dynasty, and how was the ancient female emperor? She was freshly dressed, also had a feather fan and silk scarf. She has been a farmer and a teacher. But no one knows, such a person, live for two thousand years.

From the Dead Oceans, Kumamoto Setsune reawakens after thirty hundred years. Without a home, with who knows how much time left, and with her life the target of many an Aeternum, Disaster Beast, and more, she travels towards her old home. In the Great City of Rem, she seeks to find something for herself.

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

When the young teacher Luna Wu arrived in the bustling city of Shen, she rented a mysterious second bedroom through an agent while waiting for her school dormitory to be ready. This old apartment, built on reclaimed land in the 1990s, appeared ordinary but concealed many secrets. Inside the room's wardrobe, an ancient sword and a mysterious wooden box caught Luna’s attention. The landlord, Leo Li, a mysterious man, only rented out the second bedroom and might return to live there at any time. Luna initially wanted to negotiate the rent, but during her conversation with Leo, she became perplexed. She received a mysterious white scarf sent by her mother, only for it to disappear strangely after she moved in. At the same time, the koel bird that appeared at night seemed to be an omen of something. Since helping Leo examine the antique in the wardrobe, Luna’s sleep became restless, and she kept dreaming of a green porcelain pillow. When Leo asked her to film a video of the jade pillow, Luna unexpectedly entered a mysterious world through the pillow. There, she and Leo sailed ashore together, arriving at the South Sea coast, where they encountered a thrilling attack by venomous bees. Waking up from the dream, Luna found her arm injured, and, surprisingly, there was indeed a medical kit under the coffee table in the living room, with very fresh production dates on the medicines. After the school term started, Luna adapted to her teaching life while pondering the mysteries of the jade pillow and Leo Li. Until one day, she discovered she was being followed, and the stalker turned out to be Leo. His appearance was filled with mystery—where would their story lead next?

An undead Rabbit, a robot in his head, a guy with vines, a bird girl and a nervous wreck of a centipede? Why do I have to write about them? Huh? I get to be in the story? Uhm... Hey, you. Read Rabbit's Foot. Featuring The best Character ever written in the world: Ra- I mean, This story is pretty 'great'. What do you mean "write a plot summary"? I think I did pretty good. Okay, okay. It's about this guy and he collects hearts. there. Done. Huh? Oh yeah, this book is pretty mediocre, so don't expect much. Buuut Fanservice, right? Wait, was I not supposed to say that? Then tell me that before I say it! Mollia, you frustrate me. What's a good way to get people to read this... Oh, we've got lgbtq+ representation! Yeah. Beat that... Huh? That doesn't automatically make something good? Then... Then why did I write this? Because I had nothing else to do? Fair... I should have done a harem... Rabbit's Foot part 40: Harem Hare. Boom. I'll sell millions. Do harems even sell still? ...You don't know either, do you? I knew you didn't know everything. Ha, in your face... What? I am not- Mollia, I swear if you... Okay, since I'm not allowed to ramble on anymore, I should now mention that I have this thing called a disconnect. Huh? Discord? I don't care how it's spelt! Hang on... Okay, the link is this; https://discord.gg/nW6CfvDe ______________________________________________________________________ (Non Canon Now (yay)) A Chain loving Demon, a Size altering dragon, a Bio weapon with a mimic for a scarf and the Four Horsemen? Huh? I'm not in this part? What, I'm only a cameo appearance!? Oh screw this, I wanna speak to my manager. Huh? I'll get kicked out if I don't do this thing? Fine... Hey you, Reader. It's me, the best character from the last part. I'm sure you're wondering "Rat, why O why aren't you in this part?" Then read Heartbreak Hero first, dummy. But Anyway, the story ain't finished. Not until I deem it is, anyway. This is Rabbit's Foot: Devilish Deals. The one were Panila finally learns to- Huh? That's a spoiler? Are they even gonna read that far? To be fair- Mollia, just let me speak! Fine, fine. Feel free to read, or not. I don't care. At this point it's to stop the madness of- I can't even talk about that? See, look at the witty banter I have with myself. I truly am the next Lenard Divinski. Huh? The guy's a painter? I... I said it wrong? Well whatever one starred in the Matrix movies. I'm the next guy in the Matrix. Well, rat-girl. But hey-ho. Oh yeah, we reached 100 chapters a bit ago... That's it. Hey, can I spoil my entire story in this? Wait I can just do that? Oh hells yeah. Alright, so #### gets with ##### at the end... Did you really censor me? I can't have anything... I'm not just a cameo... I'm more than you. Two Becomes One | One Was Two ___________________________________ [So long awaited update for the series... I'm done with Devilish Deals. Well, this version at least. Much like every good comic book that sinks below expectation after awhile, it's time for a.... wait for it... Reboot (yay). But yeah, Rabbit's foot: Devilish deals is a done deal. Hehe. Well, not exactly done. So basically a Sequel. Because It's pretty obvious a fumbled this fifty or so chapters. So thanks for the support on Heartbreak Hero and hopefully see you at the next book!]

Million dollars in debt, Ersya Reins walked back home from the kindergarten where he worked absent-mindedly, trying to figure out how to solve his biggest problem when he roughly made hundreds a month by himself. Lost in his thoughts, he accidentally found himself standing on a dark alley with a pool of blood beneath his feet. Shocked, he wanted to go from there but his curiosity defeated his fear and led him further into the dark alley. ...Until he met him. A wounded man with a pair of golden eyes... As he pressed his white scarf to stop the bleeding, their skin touched, triggering an unknown memory to resurface in Ersya's mind. 'I will find my way back to you...' Was what the faceless figure in his memory whispered to him. But with a gun pointed right at his face… Ersya didn't know if the world would be kind enough to spare him a chance to be with the person his heart had never forgotten...

“Now, I think we must -” A pair of sumptuous lips abruptly silenced his words, capturing his mouth out of the blue. Feminine hands held his nape, pulling him closer. Kian stood rooted in place, shocked and unable to process what was happening. Just as he realized he was being kissed by an unknown girl in the midst of his most important business meeting, he heard his elderly client rebuking him for unprofessional behavior. “What kind of unprofessional behavior is this, Mr. Wilson? Did you invite us here for a display of your scandals?” the old man roared, forcefully pounding his walking stick on the floor. His assistant beside him shook his head disapprovingly at the scene. With a sudden burst of force, Kian pushed the girl away, causing her to stumble to the ground. “Mr. King, I apologize for the disturbance. But it’s not what it looks like,” Kian said politely, attempting to conceal the incident. “Save your justifications, Mr. Wilson!” Mr. King scowled, his teeth clenched in anger. Meanwhile, the girl stood up and reached out for him once more. This time, as Kian saw her, he recognized her face as the scarf she had used to cover herself was slightly pushed aside, revealing her blue eyes to him. Anger surged within him, but before he could utter a word, she surprised him yet again. “Baby, I know you’re angry, but please give me a chance,” she pleaded, her voice almost on the verge of tears as she cupped his face. Kian widened his eyes in shock. “What are you saying?” Her behavior left him bewildered. Meanwhile, growing tired of their drama, Mr. King clicked his tongue in annoyance. “The deal is off, Mr. Wilson. Call people for business meetings when you have time between your scandals and affairs.” With that curt remark, the elderly man exited the elite restaurant, followed by his assistant. Snapping out of his shock, Kian attempted to chase after them but failed as the elderly man walked briskly and quickly left the restaurant. Enraged, he turned around and shot a murderous glare at the girl. Grabbing her forcefully, the infuriated man made a vow. “You wanted a chance, right? Well, I’ll ensure you regret that chance every single day of your entire life.” ***** Running away to save herself from the goons sent by the man her uncle forced her to marry, Ariana chose a path that would lead her further into hell rather than rescue. On chilly winter nights, she dared to disrupt the CEO of her company and interrupt his most important meeting, unaware of the greater havoc awaiting her life—Kian Wilson, the devil of the business world! Kian was caught off guard by the sudden intrusion during his meeting, resulting in a tremendous loss. The failure of that deal put his hard-earned position as CEO in jeopardy. He faced backlash from his family and the company’s board members, threatening the loss of everything he had worked for. All of this transpired because of a blue-eyed girl who bore responsibility for his crumbling situation. He vowed to seek revenge on her for the catastrophe he had endured, even if it meant risking his most precious possession—his freedom!

It was a gray day outside and the town’s hospital looked gloomy in the later afternoon light. Somewhere a storm was gathering, but only a small cloud had scattered some raindrops lightly, causing a cold rush of air into the reception where a little black curly haired boy wearing a black leather jacket, a purple scarf, and black pants stood staring in the direction of a ward room with a confused expression, his deep, blue eyes was looking tired and worn. What’s going on? His ten years old brain couldn’t register the happenings around him and he felt like he was in a mystery movie. The last thing he remembered was being forced out of sleep by his nanny and she telling him that his mum needed to see him. But where is his mum? He turned around to look at his nanny, she was watching him with a blank but soft eyes, her face pale. “Nanny.”he called in a thin voice and she smiled faintly. “Come here big boy.”she opened her arms wide for a hug, her protective eyes not leaving his face. “I can bet on it that you are hungry.”she joked, trying to make him laugh but the little boy said nothing. He merely casted his eyes downward as he walked towards her, sliding to a stop when he heard the creaking sound of a door opening. He quickly turned in the direction and saw a doctor in a white lab coat emerge from the ward room. His face brightened instantly and his eyes lit up as his mouth broke into a smile.”Dad.”he raced over to the doctor and hugged him tightly. He had never been so happy to have his dad around, he needed someone to explain this mystery to him. “Hey chap.”the doctor’s voice sounded tired. He slowly disengaged from the hug and stepped back. “Why are you here?” He whispered through lips that did not move. “Mom,”the little boy blinked, raising up to him his eager face, “I came to see mum. Where is she?” The doctor, his father made a guttural noise deep in his throat, swallowed hard, and finally spoke. “Your mum is……Your mum is………..”A waterfall of sweat began to pour down his face and his breaths came in short gasps. Your mum is dead! How the hell was he gonna tell him that? Gosh! He had no ready answers. “Did she make it?” His son’s nanny voice jerked him out of his troubled thoughts and he moved his gaze to her, she was standing right behind his son and was staring at him with huge brown eyes incredibly sad. He shook his head slowly, too scared to utter the word. “And the baby?” The nanny felt her lips quivering, heard her voice cracking. “We lost both of them.”Tears welled up in the doctor eyes and he turned his face away so his son wouldn’t see it. “Take him out of here.” He croaked and walked away with his head hanging low. The nanny squeezed the upper part of her nose between thumb and index finger, blinking her eyes to stop the burning tears. “Let’s go home child.”she reached out to clasp the

Ansh and Raj have been friends since forever but they never realised why it was that their heart beat was high or why it is only each other that they feel safe with.

Her impeccable, white round face slightly pointed towards the chin was cradled in the black scarf like a fourteenth day moon in the sable sky. I was in a trance, groping for the boundary between reality and reverie. We neither spoke a word nor moved, kept staring at each other as if we were dumb and paralyzed. I was elated, satisfied, grateful. But her face was blank, expressionless, and her big black eyes were not blinking at all. I wanted to live the moment, wanted to stop the time, eternally. Suddenly, an irritating and piercing sound shattered my body.

Hace milenios que los Thuathà de Dannan quedaron en el olvido, los dioses Celtas respetados por todos, también olvidados, pero, siguen ahí... Una oscura profecía. ¿Quieres saber qué le deparará a nuestra protagonista? Pues aquí un adelanto... Nyx, es una joven mestiza de humana, convive en 'Limbo' uno de los pocos reductos de humanos y proscritos elfos, hadas y exiliados, qué pasa cuando lo sumas a una Pixy gruñona, ¿qué malo podría pasar?

Bumi dilanda musibah besar. Makhluk luar angkasa telah menjadikan manusia santapan mereka. Siapakah yang akan menjadi penyelamat umat manusia? Apakah senjata api cukup untuk mengalahkan mereka?

A boy name Kazuki was given a scarf by his grandfather before he died. After a month, he was hanging out with his friends but suddenly he was transported into another world. Will he make it back to his own world or not?

Few days from now magkakaroon ako ng stepsister and her name is Samantha. Samantha was going to be my father’s daughter and my stepsister for the rest of my life. The thought was unbearable and I hate it. When her parents got divorced, they didn’t ask Loraine what she wanted in her life. They told her the way it was going to be-----she’d be spending weekdays with her mom and weekends with her father. Sixteen years old Loraine isn’t happy with the arrangement but she can live with it; until that is, her father’s remarriage brings her an unwanted new sister. Samantha is real trouble. She’s beautiful, spoiled daughter who always gets her way and the worst thing is she’s a thief. She steals a scarf from an exclusive boutique. She steals Loraine’s boyfriend and now she steals Loraine’s father. When a secret stepsisters share threatens her father’s new marriage. Loraine must a difficult choice. Should she save Samantha from herself or push her stepsister out of her life forever?

"I look at you in the present But I can only see our past.... Day dreams and sleepless nights An aching chest and sweet sublime.... Falling far too deep..... A confession years overdue" "If in life we are defined by the choices we make then I am a monster.If you stay with me I'll kill you bit by bit. That's what I do to those who love me. Why? I'm not altogether sure. But when you soar high I'll drag you down. I'll stir up your anxieties and do anything I want to do with you. This is about as fair as I can be, it's your warning. So if you're still here in the morning you've chosen that life and if you know me at all you'll realize this isn't a joke. So, my smitten lover, you have some thinking to do" He said before he left the room and she ,still crying on the bed covered with bruises because of the pain that she was enough of but still accepted it. After he lost his first love he turned into a cold monster and all that mattered to him was money and power.Women's were now a toy for him that he loved to play with.Until he had to marry a beautiful and pure hearted girl who was always treated wrong after her mother left her alone when she was only 3 years old and since then she was never loved but she still accepted the reality and remained with him. ...All she ever wished was that someone will love her truly with his whole heart and actually want her.... He abused her, cheated in front of her, treated her like a slave and made her life a living hell but she still accepted him but he still continued this and forced her to give him a child. "You did your best! and found ways to become physically close, chipping away at my emotional layers of protection only so that you could do the same with my clothing".She scremed at the top of her lungs looking at him. Yet I was only entertainment to this man, His pale skin against his red scarf once made my heart leap, yet now I see it as if I was my own mother, protective for the lonely girl I was...

"If we talk about farewells ... Would it be okay for me to finish knitting the little that is left of my love? I'm just doing a little time to say goodbye ... I hope that one day you remember me, not for me. name, but for the particularity of this scarf "

Twin Scarfs is a story of about a man and woman who go through similar struggles with their self-identify. They learn about each other and write it down in journals for the other to read. The two become deep indulged with both each other lives, learning all their greatness qualities and darkness secrets. "I'm sorry..." Shuu lowers his head. "Why are you apologizing?" Harper gazes down Shuu's shaking body, he reminded Harper of a kicked puppy who was left out in the rain. "I'm sorry..." Shuu repeated himself, clinching both of his forearms. Shuu squinted his eyes tightly, his breath began to become heavy and uneven. Shuu refused to stare at Harper in the eye. Shuu suddenly felt a strike of stinging pain upon his head. "Ow! That hurt!" Shuu whined, lifting his head with narrow brows towards Harper. "Obviously... you wouldn't felt that if I were dead now would you?" Harper chuckled with cheeky smirk printed of her face. Harper slide her hand underneath Shuu's chin, so he wouldn't turn his head away from Harper. "However, if I did died and go to heaven. You know damn well! I would drag you up with me, even despite after all the sins you committed," Harper's smirked grew wider while the blush on Shuu's face grew into a deep red.

Marcus's life was a simple one, living in a small settlement in the waste outskirts. That was until at the age of 14 a band of raiders came, looting and burning everything to the ground. With nothing but a bloody knife in his hands, and surrounded by raiders Marcus thought he was done for, until he was saved by a man in combat gear, wearing a red scarf. "You've got talent kid, surviving a raid at your age." It was that day Marcus joined the Red Scarf's, the largest Mercenary Company in the area. Marcus learns that the world is far more vast, and brutal than he thought. Filled with mutant abominations, vicious cannibal cults, various factions, and city states all vying for power. Marcus will strive to grow stronger, and rise through the ranks of the Red Scarfs in this post apocalyptic world were skill, and power is everything. This book can be read here, or on Royal Road.

Crochet is a way to create many things. (many beautiful babies and baba a dresses, beautiful laces, thick strong cords, colourful and soft blanket etc) if you are trying to learn how to crochet, you'll probably be very encouraged...

Lin Wan transmigrated into a book and became the stepmother of the male lead. Her husband was an undisputed big shot in commerce and was cold, decisive, and ruthless. Her stepsons were each more eccentric and difficult than the other... until they took part in a variety show as a family. Five families were competing, each of which was perfectly harmonious... Except for Lin Wan's family. Naturally, they were the control group once the variety show aired. Every other family would have scenes of the parents cooking and the children helping adorably, a picturesque sight of family harmony. On the other hand, Lin Wan and her three stepsons ignored each other as they had crackers and ham for their dinners amidst an eerie silence. At night, while the other families went out happily stargazing and moon-watching, Lin Wan and her stepsons told each other horror stories, leaving the viewers petrified! Netizens were flaming as they watched, but they soon noticed that the control group was changing... Even though the eldest son insisted that he disliked his stepmother, he sneaked off to buy her a scarf! The second son declared his favorite person was his father but voted for his stepmother instead! The third son was also caught putting his stepmother's favorite candy below her pillow! The netizens were shocked, but it's true: the tsundere stepsons were extraordinarily close with their stepmother!

It was all a fake, from the feelings to the letters and to the promises. The only truth that you have told me was, our love could be like a fairytale. The rest was all a lie, a beautiful lie but a hurtful truth.

Ever since your father passed your mother started this strange freeuse routine with you where you fuck her and she... does whatever like watching her show and crocheting. As you come back home from school there she is laying across the couch, wearing only a snug shirt that showed her nipples and skimpy panties.