Novel & Cerita Angsty Asian Support Group

My boyfriend said that art held no restrictions, so he used my provocative paintings to enter a competition. Amidst a row of classic ceramic figurines, I became famous. He shot to fame, landing in the top ten of trending searches, while I was humiliated by the entire internet and mocked as a “ceramic influencer.” When I confronted him, he looked at me with disappointment. “They don’t understand art, and neither do you? I thought you would support my work, but I didn’t expect you to stir trouble! You’re so immature!”

Rachel led a boring life. That is, until she woke up dead. With no guidance and no support (besides her only friend), Rachel began to navigate her new lifestyle. In death, she finally began to live. Learning to be a new member of undead would be challenging enough, but Rachel was determined to track down the man who turned her. A bit obsessed, in fact. What reason did he have to murder her? Poor self control? Bored? The reasons really did not matter any more because soon she planned to end his (undead) life.

My wife’s new assistant recently celebrated his birthday, and she splurged on a villa as a gift to him. On the day he moved in, the assistant, Zachary Shaw, bragged on Instagram with a post and captioned: [Bagged myself a sugar mommy, just FYI.] My wife, Ivy Bennett, commented on the post: [Happy birthday, my dear Zacky! 🫰] The photo was Zachary wrapping his arm around my wife’s slender waist, looking incredibly intimate. The work group chat blew up at once. Everyone expressed their envy toward Zachary, singing his praises for being so promising at such a young age. Then, my childhood friend, Autumn Sinclair, tagged me in the group chat and teased, [Love is a blinding green light. Your wife’s cheating on you so hard it glows. Congrats, Julian!] I smiled wryly and stubbed out my cigarette. Slowly, I typed my reply, [Want a house, Autumn? I’ll get you one too, better than her gift to him.]

Hunted by her captors, Iris Clayton seeks refuge from the group of pandemic survivors protected by the strikingly handsome badass Colt Snow, who doesn't give a damn about her. But action speaks louder than words. Every time he looks into her unique blue irises, Colt wants to protect her from whomever is hunting her.

Vanna Shaw is a woman who built the Secret Territorial Group in Spain, she owns all of the contraband units that handle carriers, securities, and public dispatchers of their assets. She is one of the five women who run the group, thus, she knows that eventually, her position is about to end. When he went home to his family, he knew he was about to marry, yep! A big clown to her plan. First, she doesn’t like Magnus Daviro to be her husband. He is like her, an arrogant, cold, and dominant man she knows she can’t handle. It is also a company’s heir, and their marriage will be a strong relationship between the Shaw and Daviro family for their business. She believes that she is a lousy, useless, not attractive man, but she mistakenly because all she can see is a grown-up man who can take her breath away. Can they have a spark together? or will they end up battling who is the boss? What if despite their situation, he will know its secret? Can he love the other personality?

Vicky Irwin is a PhD student who lives on a meager scholarship that she earns by lecturing a group of rich college kids. She got herself into BIG trouble by failing the son of the University’s biggest donator, Kent Huron. Kent Huron bullies Vicky into having sex with him, threatening her to be his own fuck toy with her scholarship…

Emily falls victim to a dominant mafia boss, who imprisons her and gives her one year to fall in love with him. Her life changed forever when one night, group of men took her and woke up in the middle of nowhere, only to find out, she is in the house of one of the most powerful Mafia boss in Italy

Revenge of the good girl. The Edwin and Co school starts as a new experience for bad girl turn good Jessica Underwood. Dad has gotten a new job and with it comes new privileges for the Underwoods. The school is ruled by a group of boys known as the Bad Boys Club . The school has one rule : Mind your business or face the consequences which Jessica fails on the first day of school.

During a class reunion, a few well-to-do classmates instantly recognize that my branded bag is fake. "How is that possible?" I cry. "This is a new release that my husband got me. Don't you guys know him? He's Tom Smith, Zora Group's CEO." I hand my classmates business cards. The company is one that Tom set up using my name. Naturally, I'm the major stockholder. My classmates look at the business cards doubtfully. One says, "I've never heard of this company." When I get home, I have someone check on Zora Group for me. However, the news I receive is that the company has never existed, much less have a stockholder like me. Tom has another company under his name, but I'm not the stockholder. I drive to the DMV and find out that the car isn't in my name. The company and car are under Tom's name, but someone else owns them with him—his true love, Lauren Rowse.

Ever since I tied the knot with Connor Steele, he ditched his playboy ways and cut off all his side flings. Everyone thought I had him wrapped around my finger, with our perfect little family. But that all came crashing down on our ninth anniversary when I accidentally saw his group chat with his friends. [Connor, how was that Bentley ride with Ashley yesterday? Pretty wild, huh?] [We tried every spot imaginable. She's totally obsessed with me and can't get enough.] There was a steamy photo of them attached, and the group was blowing up with cheers and congrats, wishing them happiness ever after. I stared at the screen, feeling a sharp stab of pain hit me right in the chest. It turned out that all our happy moments were just a carefully staged performance. I sat there in a daze all night, waiting for him to get home. When he finally walked in with a cake, I let out a cold laugh. "I know everything now. Aren't you sick of faking it?"