Funny Comic Story

David meet Daniele while graduating from the seminary. He had long secretly admired Danielle, his favourite. Many women tried to entice David and made up amazing stories to keep his attention. Not because everyone likes her, but rather because she is funny, straightforward, gorgeous, and intelligent. Daniele has become everyone's favorite. Daniele has always fared extraordinarily well on tests and in class evaluations. She receives bullying from both her male and female young peers as a result of her decision to forgo makeup in favor of a comedic appearance. Daniele trained as a psychiatrist and a nun. Her superiors support her, and her friends envy her. She has been the target of plotting because she maintains her purity for the Lord while remaining untouched by human behavior and viewpoints. As a born-again Christian believer, Daniele found unforeseen challenges that led her to meet David. However, she has not yet tasted genuine love. She evolved into an emancipated lady and a modernized nun, which affected her siblings. David appeals to Daniele and she falls in love with him for these reasons. Many women claim for David but he usually denied. Daniele learns how to love David with all of her heart. David admitted that Daniele was his fate. Unexpectedly, the marriage minister offers them the quick union he had suggested. It matches David because he already has financial issues and his mother has been diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. As they are ready to go back home, they both decided to have children. They go on a secret trip deciding to have children abroad. Daniele suffered when all of her children disappeared, and David had to be following the laws. She resumes her profession as well as becomes a church worker until her children return safe and sound.  

Love is like a Kaleidoscope of colours. Intricate, unexpected but beautiful. And this story is not just about teenage love. It's about heartbreak, friendship, family and self-love.

อธิคมและภาณินี วิริยนันท์ นักมานุษยวิยาได้ให้กำเนิดบุตรสาวชื่อแก้วเก้า ขณะที่ทั้งสองไปทำงานวิจัยและค้นพบโบราณสถานบริเวณลุ่มน้ำกาหลงในอดีต เมื่องานวิจัยเสร็จสิ้นทั้งสองได้ย้ายไปทำงานที่สุราษฎร์ธานี แก้วเก้าเรียนจนจบ ม.ปลาย พ่อและแม่ได้ย้ายมาทำงานที่กรุงเทพฯ คืนแรกที่ “บ้านวิริยนันท์” ริมคลองมอญ แก้วเก้าได้พบกับชายคนหนึ่งแต่งกายโบราณเขาเรียกแก้วเก้าว่า เจ้านางแก้วเก้าเนาวรัตน์ขัติยนารีศรีเวียงเชียงรุ้งหรือเจ้านางน้อย แก้วเก้าเรียกเขาว่า “คุณน้า” แก้วเก้ารับแสดงละครเวทีแทนนักแสดงที่ป่วยกระทันหัน ทำให้ได้รู้จักกับเจ้าองค์อินทร์ ณ แมนรัตน์ แก้วเก้าไม่ชอบที่เขาพูดดูถูกเธอตอนซ้อมละคร แต่พอเจ้าองค์อินทร์เสนอจะติวสอบเข้ามหาวิทยาลัยให้ แก้วเก้ายอมตกลง “คุณน้า” เริ่มแสดงพลังในทางร้ายมากขึ้น เลอสรวง ณ แมนรัตน์ สมิธ ลูกผู้น้องของเจ้าองค์อินทร์เดินทางมาจากอังกฤษเพื่อรักษาตัวที่ไทยในสภาพเจ้าชายนิทราจากอุบัติเหตุรถยนต์ แก้วเก้ากับครอบครัวถูกเชิญไปร่วมงานเลี้ยงของคุ้ม ณ แมนรัตน์ ที่เชียงราย ได้พบกับเลอสรวงที่นั่งรถเข็นและยังไม่สามารถพูดจาสื่อสารได้ เธอทำให้เลอสรวงฟื้นความทรงจำแต่เป็นความทรงจำของเจ้าขวัญฟ้าในอดีตชาติ...

"Isa lang naman ang pangarap ko, ang makatagpo ako ng isang lalaking seseryosohin ako, 'yong handang mahalin at yakapin ang mga kalokohan ko.

During our decade together, I stay by Felix Valentino's side as he slowly ascends to the peak of the mafia world. I become the woman he trusts most. However, he secretly names an island that we fought for and won together after my best friend, Lilian Fenati. Why? Because Lilian is terminally ill. Her dying wish is to marry Felix on the island named after her. Felix clamps down on this and forbids anyone from telling me. He has no idea Lilian live streams the whole thing for me. That night, I cry my heart out. Meanwhile, Felix spends the night with Lilian. I lie in a pool of blood. My heart condition acts up, and my breathing starts to slow. Where is Felix? At the hospital with Lilian. Five days later, I accept a marriage proposal from Harold Bonanno, the mafia king.

My father-in-law said he wanted to experience "how the young folks have fun these days," so I took him to my wife's newly opened upscale cocktail bar for a quiet drink. I’d just finished ordering him a custom cocktail when a man from a booth across the room swaggered over, glass in hand. His eyes scanned the drink menu on our table, and a condescending smirk twisted his lips. "Only ordering the cheapest well drinks?" he sneered. "Brought the old man here to enjoy the free air conditioning? Trash like you belongs in a dive bar. Who even let you in here?" Anger burned in my chest. I stood up, my jaw clenched. "We're paying customers. What's it to you?" But before I could say another word, his face darkened with pure rage. He snatched the half-finished beer bottle from our table and raised it high above my head. "My girl owns this place!" he snarled. "Even if I crack your skull open, I can afford the payout! You filthy pauper—either get on your knees and lick my shoes dry, or get the hell out of my sight. You're an eyesore." The beer dripped down my face. My hands trembled with fury as I wiped it away. Then, a cold calm settled over me. I opened my phone, switched to the camera, and went live. "Alright, everyone," I said into the screen. "You won't want to miss this. We're going live to catch my cheating wife and see the double life she's been leading."

At the class session joined by the school leaders and officials from the Department of Education, my lecture PPT was swapped for a sensational "Mistress's Charge Letter". "Charge one. Willingly being the other woman makes her an unsuitable role model for students." "Charge two. Attempting to secure a higher position through sex." "Charge three. Menacing the lawful wife with the absurd hope of advancing through pregnancy." Amidst the leaders and officials, my husband's illegitimate child accused me of disrupting her parents' marriage. In the name of "expelling the mistress to achieve justice", she coerced me, the true wife, into a humiliating bow to the mistress. I confronted my husband upon his arrival, "Care to explain? Why didn't I know that you had an illegitimate daughter?" He responded with a strike to the girl's face. "Where are you from, you unruly child? You're so ill-mannered!"

He was cheated. She was banished. He was injured by the adulterous couple, while her pack was stolen from her own hands. Now… these lonely, wounded, and vengeance-craving individuals come across each other. What happens to them? —----- Dane Maximus, Alpha of the Black Moon Pack, who is rich and powerful, holds secret powers that could destroy the world. When he caught his wife cheating on him with the rogue leader, his heart tore into millions. His wife rejects their mate bond, while the rogue leader leaves him injured. He was broken, helpless, and dispaired. At this point, the Moon Goddess sent him a blessing in the form of his fated mate, Gianna Lawson. She was a rogue and a former Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. She wants to get revenge and her pack from the Alpha, who stole her pack and banished her. When they met, the world screamed for vengeance! Love…? What about it? Will they be able to come out of the circle of vengeance and give a chance to their bond? Or will they join hands to achieve their goals? Or will they choose their pack and responsibilities? ************* SHREE ABOVE STORY

After falling head over heels for Joe Smith for three years, I finally got the proposal I had been waiting for. However, on the day of our wedding, he did not show up until the wee hours of the morning. When I found him, Joe was drinking happily with a young girl in his arms. “I’m already tired of her clinginess. She’s a joke. Who else would want her?” Much later, he made me a wedding ring and proposed with my favorite jasmine flowers. But a muscular man opened the door instead. The man had two scratch marks on his neck and smirked at the disheveled Joe. “Isn’t it a bit too shameless of you to propose to a married woman?”

For five years, I thought our marriage was solid. Then, my husband, Lionel Franco’s first love, Sandra Howard, posted a photo of a property deed on her social media. The caption read: [Thank you, Lionel, for transferring the house to me.] I stared in disbelief and left a single comment: [WTF?] Lionel called within minutes. “She’s a struggling single mother. Transferring the house to her makes it easier for her son to get into school. It doesn’t affect where we live,” he snapped. “How can you be so lacking in compassion?” In the background, I heard her muffled sobs. Half an hour later, she tagged me in another post.  This time, she flaunted her Mercedes worth over a million dollars, with the caption: [Paid in full. As the saying goes, ‘Where a man spends his money, that's where his heart is’.] I knew he bought it to soothe her temper. But this time, I had enough. I decided to divorce him.