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Fatal Allure Spoiling My Wife

Decietful Allure (Around the fireplace series)

The light of the fireplace cast long shadows on the wall, the fire reflected in the eyes of the woman sitting on the couch with a blanket over her shoulders. She had a bittersweet smile on her face as her mind traveled to the past days, nights long passed, nights she shared with her family when she was a kid. Memories she hoped to bring alive if possible. First story: a story adaptation of a popular folklore in Nigeria; The Princess and the half man; She had sworn on her mother's grave never to be blinded by emotions. But It'd seem she took after her mom in that aspect after all. Throwing all caution to the wind just for a man. She had thought she was different from the rest, leave it to reality to smack her back to her senses. Her feelings for her dad was complicated, she could say she hated him, but that was not quite true, no matter what, he was still her father. The one who pampers and gives in to her every whim. She knew it was partly guilt and the fact she was his only daughter out of a battalion of boys that contributed to his attitude towards her. But so what, she didn't care much for affection, all she had cared for was getting what she wanted, and that had been true about her, until now. Authors note: As a kid my dad will always sit us down at night, outside, in the darkness and tell us the most delightful stories of kingdoms long passed, Princesses and princes, magical creatures, much to the delight of us kids. But there's not much of that nowadays. So I want to share these delightful stories with everyone and I hope by doing this, these stories will not get lost in the sands of time. Thank you, have a nice read.
Jessica_Konju_5763 · 1.1K Views

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 · 1.5K Views

My Destined Wife

She got to know her because of the pain, and because of her, she was hurt even more deeply. Badly hurt, she finally left with a broken heart and flew alone to a distant place to heal her wounds. Since then, she no longer gave anything to anyone and restrained herself from being moved by love. Half a year later, when she was on the plane returning from a business trip, by chance, she saved a man named Quan Zhengxun, a core figure in the head office, with her blood due to an accident. In a daze, Quan Zhengxun sensed that she was about to leave. With all his strength, he reached out and grasped her hand as she was about to turn around and leave. "What's your name? I haven't thanked you yet!" She gave him a cold glance. With empty eyes, she left without sending any message. Before his eyes went completely dark, her pretty face was engraved in his heart. When they accidentally met again in the company, her calmness and steadiness surprised him, and at the same time, he became curious about her. After the reunion, believing it was fate, he began to pursue her vigorously. However, it didn't seem to go very smoothly. Her indifference always had the ability to make him, the smiling prince, so angry that he roared with fury. Her patience, on the other hand, made his heart ache faintly, and he couldn't bear to be too harsh on her. At the ball, seeing her playing and singing, he was deeply attracted to her. Gradually, he found that there were a group of annoying guys around her, which made him very unhappy! So he simply confessed his love to her all at once. Unexpectedly, she rolled her eyes and fainted. God! He didn't expect his confession to have such an effect! Under his series of pursuits, she didn't dare to face the feelings in her heart and didn't dare to accept this luxury. She forced herself to pretend to be cold. She had never dared to tell him her difficulties. Her vocal cords could only last until she was twenty-four years old, and this year she just turned twenty-four. When the symptoms gradually showed up, she cried alone at night. She admitted that she had fallen in love with him, but he was so outstanding. Would he be willing to marry her, a mute bride? Before she had time to tell him the truth, she was won over by him, and their love was witnessed by everyone. She secretly prayed to God, asking for three more days so that she could keep the memories with him-----
DaoistCMzvwg · 14K Views
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