Bowser Jr Peach

Matagal na panahon na ang nakakaraan, isa pa lang akong delivery boy noon. Isang araw, nakatanggap ako ng order para magdeliver ng adult toys. Noong pumasok ako sa hotel room, nakita ko ang isang magandang babae na nakaluhod sa kama habang nakatalikod sa akin. Nakasuot lang siya ng isang thong. Noong sandaling iyon, nakatanggap ako ng mensahe sa delivery app. “Gamitin mo ang mga laruan para masarapan siya. Kapag ginalingan mo, bibigyan kita ng isang daang libong dolyar."

It was our tenth anniversary, and I thought Joseph Lynch was finally going to propose to me. However, I accidentally saw the texts on his phone and realized what a joke I had been these past ten years. [It’s our first anniversary. Darling, I want you to spend time with me.] That woman uttered such sweet and intimate words, which I rarely said to Joseph. [I’ll give her some sleeping pills before I see you.] I could not believe Joseph would say such a thing. My fingers trembled as I scrolled down their conversation. [Don’t marry her. Marry me instead!] Then, she sent him a cute and attractive photo of her. She looked like a student. [Let’s see how you behave tonight. I bought you some new lingerie. Be good and put them on. Wait for me next door.] I was wearing some ill-fitting undies while sitting in bed. Right then, I was filled with bitterness. It turned out that Joseph had bought these undies for someone else.

The heart that I had waited two years for was given to the fake heiress, Diane Bishop, by my husband. The doctor said that I only had a week left to live. So, I decided to undergo cryonics. I donated my body to Diane’s workshop. The day I signed the donation papers, my son threw himself into my arms and exclaimed that I had finally made up with Diane. My parents praised me for finally being a good sister to help out Diane. My husband was pleased when he said that I had finally let go of the grudge and had become more understanding. I chuckled. They were right, I had finally learned my lesson. I would give Diane my identity as the heir of Bishop Corporation and fulfill everyone’s wishes.

One day, a wealthy couple is invited to give a speech at my university. My childhood sweetheart, Henry McGregor, tugs me along, eager for us to sneak out to the cafeteria and do some part-time work. He tells me to go grab the empty bucket from the shelf. But just as I take a step, a flood of messages suddenly appears in front of my eyes. [Don't touch that bucket! It's filled with scalding soup that Henry prepared. He wants to ruin your face!] [Three years ago, Henry had his first love impersonate you, becoming the long-lost daughter of the Wright family. Now, he plans to disfigure you so you'll never be able to return.] [You'll endure severe burns all over your body and undergo countless skin grafts. In the end, the fake heiress will poison you by swapping your medicine.] [Meanwhile, that scumbag will marry into the Wright family. Along with the impostor, they'll drain the Wrights of everything they have.] [You need to go back right now and let Mrs. Wright see your face. This is your only chance to reclaim your rightful place as their daughter!] At that moment, I hear Henry urging me again to hurry and move the bucket. As I glance at the flood of messages once more, I freeze, stopping dead in my tracks.

“อย่างเธอก็เป็นได้แค่ของเล่นที่ฉันยังไม่เบื่อแค่นั้นแหละ” เธอก็แค่บุตรสาวของลูกหนี้ที่เข้ามาทำงานชดใช้หนี้ แต่ค่ำคืนแสนเร่าร้อนจะเปลี่ยนชีวิตของหมวยไปตลอดกาล... จางเฟยหลง คุณจางดูเย็นชา แข็งกร้าว ปากแข็ง ดูเหมือนคนไม่สนใจความรู้สึกของใคร แต่คุณจางคอยห่วงหมวยเสมอ จาง เฟยหลง อายุ 33 ปี ส่วนสูง 188 เซนติเมตร หน้ำหนัก 83 กิโลกรัม รอบเอว 64 เขาคือชายหนุ่มผู้เปี่ยมไปด้วยเสน่ห์อันเยือกเย็น ใบหน้าหล่อเหลาคมคาย ดวงตาคมกริบดั่งเหยี่ยวยามจ้องเหยื่อ ทั้งเฉียบคมและเด็ดขาด คิ้วเข้มพาดเฉียง กรามแข็งแรงบอกถึงความมุ่งมั่นและไม่หวั่นไหว ไหล่กว้างรับกับแผงอกผายอย่างอบอุ่น ผิวขาวเนียนตัดกับเส้นผมสีดำสนิท หมวยลิน อายุ 20 ปี ส่วนสูง 160 เซนติเมตร น้ำหนัก 46 กิโลกรัม หมวยลิน หญิงสาววัยยี่สิบปีผู้เปล่งประกายความงามดั่งหยกขาว เธอมีใบหน้ารูปไข่หวานละมุนรับกับลำคอระหง ดวงตากลมโตสีน้ำตาลทองเปล่งประกายวาววับ คิ้วเรียวโค้งดั่งเสี้ยวจันทร์ตัดกับจมูกเล็กได้รูป ริมฝีปากอิ่มสีแดงระเรื่อดูน่าลิ้มลอง ผิวพรรณของเธอขาวเนียนละเอียดราวกับหิมะแรกของฤดูหนาว เส้นผมยาวสลวยสีดำขลับพลิ้วไหวราวม่านหมอก เธอมีรูปร่างเพรียวบางได้สัดส่วนโค้งเว้าเด่นชัดดูอ่อนช้อยแต่เย้ายวน

"Just help me out this once, man. I just made it to the final round, and I can't leave the game. Help your little brother out for a change? You're the best, J." It was 2:00 a.m. Chad asked me to go downstairs and pick up his takeout. I wanted to refuse because I was still recovering from a broken foot, but he did not look capable of tearing his eyes from the screen for even a second. Thus, I agreed and stepped outside. Without warning, something like a stream of comments flashed across my mind. [No! Somebody stop him!] [That delivery guy is your brother's roommate! He's got a knife!!!] [Lil' Bro knows that already, J! He's using you as a human shield to buy himself time!] I froze. I turned to go back inside. The door would not budge. Chad had already locked it. The elevator chimed down the hall. The comments in my head spiraled into chaos. [The killer is here! Get out of there, Big Bro!]

ติ่งหลงเมนมันก็ธรรมดาปะ แต่เมนจะมาหลงติ่งไม่ได้ มันแหกกฏฟ้า! ……………………………………………………….. รักร้อนแรงที่เคยได้ดูแต่ในซีรีส์ ใครจะไปคิดล่ะ...ว่าจะได้เจอกับตัวเอง!?

At three in the morning, the class monitor, Hayden Clark, suddenly posted a message in the group chat announcing that the graduation photos would be taken the morning after next. He then sent a payment QR code in the chat, where each student had to pay 50 dollars for the graduation photos. I told Hayden that I had my thesis defense scheduled for the morning after next and asked if the time could be changed. He immediately snapped back at me, “Is your time the only time that matters? If you can’t come, then get lost!” Wanting to keep the peace, I paid the money and went through great trouble to rearrange my schedule. But when the day for the photos finally arrived, Corin Vale told me, “The graduation photos were already taken yesterday!”

Herbert Fischer lets his precious childhood sweetheart dump scalding stew all over me as everyone watches. Worse, he tells me to apologize, all because I said one harsh sentence to her. Tears stream down my face as I ask him, "Is my life worth less than a hair on her head?" He snorts. "Stop overthinking. It's just hot stew—you won't die from a few burns."

My wife, Ivy Hart, is about to give birth to the baby she conceived with Toby Clayton, her first love. Her parents hire ten bodyguards to stand guard outside the delivery room. Cora Norris, Ivy's mother, takes Ivy's hand and remarks, "Don't worry, Ivy. We'll make sure he can't get within two feet of you! Your dad is standing guard outside with the bodyguards. If he dares to stop you from having the baby, we'll report him to the police!" Ivy nods, her complexion pale, but she instinctively looks toward the door anyway. She doesn't see why I can't be more understanding of her. All she wants to do is help Toby have a child to carry on his family name. The birth proceeds without me showing up to cause a scene. She smiles gladly when she sees the crying baby in the nurse's arms. She thinks to herself that if I visit her tomorrow, she is willing to forget all about our previous fights. She is even willing to let me be the baby's father. What she doesn't know is that I've already submitted my application to the Alliance of Nations. In seven days, I will be leaving the country to become a field doctor for the Frontline Medical Corp, a humanitarian organization. I won't be coming back ever again.