Long Live Summons 41

Midnight. I heard a faint meowing through the window. I was about to have a look when floating words appeared in front of me. [Don't open the window! There isn't a cat outside! It's a serial killer!] [I'm done. How could the side character be so dumb? I can already imagine how tragic her death will be.] [Go and find the villain! He loves you so much! He will surely protect you!] I quickly retracted my hand on the window latch…

“Don't come closer. There is no way I will let you have me again” he pulls him even closer, ignoring every word Reece just spilled. As always his signature grin on his face. He was so close in a way Reece could feel his warm breath and the strong smell of alcohol on his breath. His grip tightened around his ass giving it a little squeeze. “Hmm,” a little moan escapes Reece’s throat. He quickly held his hands over his mouth preventing further provocation. He was hard again, the man before him realized a trump smile. Reece may fight and talk trash, but for some reason, he obeys the man's every touch and provocation. He was like a lap rat in the hands of his abuser. The hands around his waist gently loosened up, letting him free, but before he could register what was happening, his hands slid down into his jeans ``no.. not again!!!

After being severely hurt by my husband once again, a reporter comes to me. "Ma'am, wasn't your husband one of the 'Top Ten Most Touching People' ten years ago after he saved you during the earthquake and ended up paralyzed on one side?" I nodded silently. "Ma'am, we're from the TV station, and we're preparing to do a program on the earthquake." I secretly rub my bruised arm and stare at him. "Alright, but could you film it covertly? My husband isn't comfortable with so many cameras around." But to my surprise, on the first day of filming, I end up getting wildly cursed at online.

The Horror Game invaded the world. Real players entered the game, and their every move would be broadcast live. My adopted son shoved me—an eighty-eight-year-old woman—straight into a deadly dungeon to save his own skin. One of the comments in the live stream predicted: [What? They’re tossing in such an elderly woman? No way she’s gonna survive the first night!] On the first night, a frost-bitten ghost exhaled icy breath in my face. I shrugged off my thick floral coat, feeling sorry for her. “You poor thing! You must be freezing. Listen to me and bundle up quickly!” The second night, a starving ghost lunged at me with blood dripping down his chin. I sniffed the air, then found a jar of pickled cabbage. “Look at how skinny you are! Come on, let me get you something hot to eat.” On the final day, the last surviving players tied me up, desperate to steal the one ticket to escape. However, before they could touch me, every ghost in the dungeon came storming out, cleavers and rolling pins in hand. “Touch her, and you’re dead meat!”

ปัทมาภรณ์ หญิงสาวผู้มีดวงกินผัว เธอแต่งงานสองครั้ง สามีก็ตายทั้งสอง... เมื่อ ยุทธนา ชายหนุ่มวัย 41 ขอแต่งงาน เธอจึงปฏิเสธ เพราะกลัวประวัติศาสตร์ซ้ำรอย แต่แล้ว ชะตากรรมก็เล่นตลก เมื่อแผนชั่วของ คุณพฤษ (พ่อของสามีเก่า) ในงานเลี้ยงการกุศล ทำให้ปัทมาภรณ์ถูกวางยาปลุกกำหนัด และนำเธอไปสู่มือของ นายคม คนขับรถผู้แฝงความหวังเคลมเจ้านาย นายคมใช้คลิปแบล็กเมล์เธอตั้งแต่นั้นมา โชคชะตาพลิกผัน! ยุทธนาจับได้ว่าเธอมีชู้ แต่ระหว่างบินกลับ เครื่องบินก็ระเบิดกลางอากาศ วิญญาณของเขาจึงกลับมาเพื่อล้างแค้นคนที่ทำให้เขาตายและช่วงชิงทรัพย์สินไป วิญญาณยุทธนาไล่ล่านายคมจนตกบันไดตาย เขาบังเอิญเข้าสิงร่างของ นายเมฆ คนขับรถบรรทุกที่ช่วยเหลือปัทมาภรณ์หลังหนีจากบ้านนอก เพื่อจะเปิดโปงความจริงและเข้าสิงร่างของ ภาสกรณ์ (ทนายหนุ่ม) เพื่อสืบแผนชั่วในคฤหาสน์พฤษธารา แผนล้างแค้นของยุทธนาในร่างภาสกรณ์กำลังดำเนินไปอย่างลับๆ แต่เขากลับพบว่าตัวเองกำลังถูกคู่แข่งอย่างนายเมฆ (ที่ตอนนี้ปัทมาภรณ์เชื่อว่าเป็นยุทธนาในร่างใหม่) สารภาพรัก และเธอก็ตอบรับความรู้สึกนั้น!

I am Seranda Williams the uwanted, born from a lineage of slaves, embedded with the mark of Zeranda cursed god of the souls of the dead. A plague waiting to be eradicated. a plague waiting to be destroyed, a celebration at my death, festivity at the sight of my blood. I stare from the open bars of my home, a crumbling place known to others as a dungeon, but I have called this place home for the last 18 years, today is that day, the long-awaited day of my death. I feel nothing, I have been groomed as a sacrificial lamb. am neither the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. Nothing is there to be felt, I was neither provided information on why I must die, nothing could break me. No, they can't…can they? Neglected separated front all. Groomed as a sacrificial lamb, what was there to hope for? I am not the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. I have lived off scraps of food for the longest time, not like I saw meaning to why I was fed. I was going to be killed either way. I got myself ready, but there wasn't much to be done, I washed my hair with the little water left from the previous day, I have been isolated from humans since my birth. I did not get the chance to be a child like every other kid out there. I was barely given enough to last me for 18 years. The door abruptly opens and hefty men rush in with chains and shackles. “Tie the slave”

“I hope you're not fooled by my sweet looks Clair?” Emelia pushed her out her way, before closing the door, she stopped, turned, and stared at her from head to toe. “Don't be mistaken, I do want a man in the streets but a beast in bed” Poison to death by her husband and lover, Emelia Zorah is granted a second chance at life. She wants nothing but to stay as far away from him as possible, 5 years ago she had loved him but now was different. She despised even the air he breathed. Escaping the lights of marriage from her destined mate, she lands in his brother's arms, but what seems like a saving option in time turns out to be the blazing fire she dived from the firepan into.

ปฐพี (ดิน) อายุ 41 ปี หล่อ นิ่ง เนียบ สุขุม ซึน สถานะโสดแต่อยู่ในโหมดคุณพ่อลูกหนึ่ง ไม่คิดหาแม่ใหม่ให้ลูกและไม่คิดมีเมียอีก (เป็นคนนิ่ง ๆ ซึน ๆ แต่ ดุ มาก) ปรีชญา (น้ำผึ้ง) อายุ 22 ปี น่ารัก ตัวขาว สดใส ขี้อ้อน สถานะโสดและเกิดมาไม่เคยมีแฟน แต่อยากมีแฟนก่อนเรียนจบ (เป็นวีเจไลฟ์สดที่ไม่เปิดเผยตัวตนในแอปแอปหนึ่ง) ----------------------- นิยายที่เกี่ยวข้อง (อ่านแยกได้) ❀ นางร้ายกลายเป็นคนใหม่แล้ว (รดาลูกสาวปฐพี) ❀ อาจารย์ปฐพี (ปฐพีพ่อของรดา) ------------------------

After being reborn, the very first thing I do is schedule a hysterectomy. In my past life, my boyfriend's first love started a livestream channel to build her image as a brilliant OB-GYN. The moment she saw me vomiting, she deliberately claimed on livestream that I was pregnant. Right then and there, my boyfriend insisted that he had never even slept with me. I tried to explain, but she handed me medication to help sustain the pregnancy. She even told me to take care of myself and take them on time. Viewers made fun of my boyfriend, saying I had cheated on him. Furious, he broke up with me. Later, my personal information leaked, and countless men began harassing me for hookups. I couldn't take it anymore and jumped to my death. Meanwhile, his first love rode the fame wave of her brilliant OB-GYN persona, gaining followers and being idolized by her fans. But this time, I don't even have a uterus. Let's see how she plans to fake a pregnancy scandal now.

Six years after marrying Rhiannon Westley, she takes a lover. He's like a puppy—timid and clingy. He flinches at the slightest raised voice, so Rhiannon never loses her temper in front of him. But when he acts up in front of me, Rhiannon snaps. She's furious, and she gives him a harsh scolding. The next day, he sends me a photo of his neck covered in red marks. "Zane, Ms. Westley is so fierce..."