Inosuke Funny Face

Intertwined stories examine the complexities of the one emotion that connects us all: love.Among the characters explosed are Dray the owner of a firm who happens to be her neighbor who falls in love with a receptionist Lucinda who never believed in love her entire life but falls in love with him unexpected.

Karapatan ko rin yata ang maging masaya't piliing tahakin ang landas na nais ko nang hindi ako pinupukol ng bato nang sinumang taong madaraanan ko.

Ulayah is a mature woman that just turned 30, she is fiercely independent and has never needed the approval of any man. She lives in a town where lycans as well as humans coexist with one another in harmony and so long as these cocksure arrogant savages stear clear of her there will be no issues. She has never and would never dare to consider being with one and has shot down many handsome lycan males. Ulayah has witnessed how possessive these creatures can be. Crude..nasty..vile beasts of men that believe themselves to be far superior to humans because they have a stinky mutt living inside them. How will this lady react when the gorgeous 23 year old bad boy Alpha walks straight up to her and announces that she is his mate? Should be interesting. The last thing she wanted was to hear this pass the snout of any lycan.....especially one that was a smug pup.' This bad boy Alpha is use to getting his own way with all females whether they be shewolfs or human. Alpha Jenson Steel will finally meet a woman that does not see him nor fear him as all others do, and will not tolerate his brash Alpha attitude. She is even more shocked when she discovers 'much to her dismay' that she isn't just mated to one of these heinous creatures....but also to his identical twin brother.

หยางเยี่ยนชิง วัยสิบแปดปี นักเรียนตัวเล็กขี้หลงขี้ลืมป้ำๆ เป๋อๆ ผู้คิดว่าไม่มีใครรักเพราะมีแต่คนรุมแกล้ง กู้หมิงเยว่ วัยสิบแปดปีเรียนเอกวิทยายุทธในสำนักฝึกสอนปีสุดท้ายเช่นเดียวกันเคยเป็นว่าที่คู่หมั้นของเยี่ยนชิง หรูอี้หง วัยสิบแปดปีไม่ถูกกับกู้หมิงเยว่และชอบแกล้งเยี่ยนชิงเช่นกัน ทั้งสามเป็นหน่อเนื้อรากเหง้าของฮ่องเต้เมื่อพันปีก่อนก่อนจะเปลี่ยนแซ่ในช่วงโกลาหลจนแตกแยกอยู่ในความดูแลของสกุลอวิ๋นที่เข้ามาปกครองแคว้นแทน ความสงบราวกับน้ำวนใต้มหาสมุทรก็เริ่มขึ้นเมื่อวันใกล้จบการฝึกต้องออกตามหาต้นไม้ไร้รากในสุสานบรรพชนเก่า แถมก่อนจะไปเยี่ยนชิงดันเจอใครบางคนที่แปลกประหลาดไม่เหมือนใครมาตามติดแจ คำเตือน นิยายเรื่องนี้เป็นนิยายวายจีนโบราณแฟนตาซีแต่งขึ้นจากจินตนาการของผู้เขียนเพียงผู้เดียวชื่อตัวละคร เหตุการณ์ สถานที่ที่เอ่ยถึงไม่มีอยู่จริง มีการใช้สำนวนภาษาที่ไม่สมจริงไม่มีการอิงประวัติศาสตร์โปรดใช้วิจารณญาณในการอ่าน

Umuwi si Aliya probinsya nila. Gusto niyang ipahinga muna ang sarili sa toxic na mundo ng trabaho niya ang pagiging call center agent. Lalo na at gusto din ng kanyang ama at kapatid na magbakasyon siya. Doon niya makilala ang binatang mekaniko na si Jayson Fuentebella, na kapit bahay din nila. Madaming babaeng umaaligid dito at mga nagpapalipad hangin. Pero ang labis na ipinagtataka ni Aliya, ay ang pagiging masungit nito sa kanya. Habang, hindi naman nagsusungit sa iba at maayos naman ang pakikitungo nito sa ibang kadalagahan na katulad niya. Kapag bumibili siya sa grocery store nito ay palaging pasinghal, at hindi man lang kakikitahan ng lambing tulad sa iba. May pag-asa pa kayang mapalambot ni Aliya ang matigas at masungit na binata? Kung sa simula pa lang na lalapit siya ay itinataboy na siya nito.

The day I went to try on my wedding suit, a stranger stormed into the VIP fitting room and drove a knife into my gut. "Sleeping with my woman, and you dare wear a suit this expensive?" He ripped my shirt into ribbons with a wild grin and threw sulfuric acid straight at me. The knife was buried deep in my abdomen. Pain ripped through me as I collapsed. He yanked my hair, forcing my head up. "Susan Lefebvre is my wife. What the hell are you? Just some filthy side piece hiding in the shadows!" Blood dripped from my fingertips as the truth sank in. The fiancée I'd loved for seven years had been cheating on me all along. "What are you staring at?" He sneered. "Even if I kill you, no one can touch me. My wife runs this city!" Watching that arrogant face twist in triumph, I took out my phone with a trembling, blood-soaked hand and dialed my sister. "Allison," I said, my voice cold and calm. "Come pick me up at the bridal salon. And tell the Lefebvres that the engagement is off."

Dad is famous for being a total simp over Mom in the elite society. Naturally, he views Callie Archer, the stepdaughter whom Mom has brought with her, as his own. But Callie is afflicted with a severe case of walking phobia. Her feet couldn't touch the ground at all. Only when she's stepping on my back can she roam around in the house freely. So, whenever Callie looks in a certain direction, Mom will press my head down and force me to crawl toward Callie to serve as her doormat. The doctor issues a warning to my family that my spine is severely contorted. So when Callie wants to admire the flowers in the yard while wearing a pair of spiked shoes again, I can't endure the pain anymore, so I shiver slightly out of instinct. Callie ends up losing her balance and falling to the ground. She bawls like a baby afterward. Mom rushes over immediately before kicking me in the gut, her high heel lodging into my flesh. "It's extremely rare for Callie to be willing to leave the house! Why must you ruin her mood? Can't you just be more understanding and play your role as a doormat for the sake of your sister's illness?" Meanwhile, Dad scoops Callie into his arms, his heart bleeding for her plight. He coaxes her gently, telling her that he'll buy her new dresses later. I can only curl up on the ground while hacking up blood. But Dad just thinks I'm playing the pity card. He commands his men to throw me into the basement. Apparently, I can only be released once I've learned to stay stationary when I'm supporting Callie. As I clutch my broken ribs, I feel my tears flowing down my face as well as the blood from my injuries. I'm sorry, Dad. Next time, I will definitely not move a muscle, just like a corpse.

Is This Heaven's Blessing or a Divine Punishment? A chance to turn back time and meet him again! "She" had already endured heartbreak over this man once, and that was more than enough. But to lose her life in a tragic, unexpected accident only to face another heartbreak? This was Heaven's mercy, allowing her soul to travel back in time to meet Mr. Peng, The Single Daddy, and his little son once more but as their nanny (and housemaid). Being a nanny? She could manage that. But being his heart's caretaker? Absolutely not! Especially when he casually says, "Can you be Ayus Mama?" How could she respond, especially when another woman stepped in, pleading, "Please, I beg you, give my husband back to me!" Was this a second chance... or Heaven's cruel punishment?!

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 smashed it on 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."

The day Yancy Shepherd died, Benedict Page poisoned our dinner. His eyes were wild, and bloodshot, as he watched me writhe in agony. There was a madness in his gaze, but worse was the hatred, a disgust so deep it twisted his face into something unrecognizable. "If it weren't for you forcing your way into our lives, Yancy wouldn’t have died from heartbreak. You ruined us! It’s all your fault!" A photo slipped from his trembling hand and landed at my feet—Yancy at twenty, looking radiant, her smile as bright as a blooming flower. I collapsed to the ground, my strength fading fast like a rose withering in the final grasp of winter. Helpless, I waited for the darkness to claim me, consumed by despair and bitter regret. Why hadn’t I listened to the system and killed him when I had the chance? But when I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I stood watching Benedict flee our engagement ceremony. My brother moved to chase after him, but I quietly raised a hand, stopping him. This time, things would be different.