Longest Yugioh Card Text

My husband chooses to stay in a honeymoon suite with his secretary during a company teambuilding event. "I'm in poor health, so I need Mr. Lowe by my side to care for me when I'm taking a dip in the hot springs. I'm sure Elaine won't be mad because she's so generous, right?" My husband wraps an arm around her waist, sounding displeased as he says, "Ignore her. I'd have wasted my time on her if she's so petty!" Our colleagues chime in. "Exactly! It's best to get a divorce if your wife gets jealous so easily! Now, Ms. Klein is gentle and considerate. You're a lucky man, Mr. Lowe!" I'm the one who recruited all of these people into the company, yet they all now despise me. Since none of them like me, there's no need for the company to exist anymore. I text my parents. "Don't bother investing in the company anymore. I no longer want it."

I was in a car accident while saving my brothers. However, instead of gratitude, they urged the doctors to amputate my legs. "Carol, we're sorry," they said through tears. "We're useless… but don't worry. Even if we have to sell our blood or our kidneys, we'll make sure you're taken care of." Right after surgery, they abandoned me in a shabby apartment. Blood seeped through the sheets as they looked at me with teary eyes—then left in a hurry, claiming they needed to earn money for my treatment. I did not want to drag them down anymore. Enduring the pain, I crawled to the rooftop of a tall building, planning to end my life. That's when I saw it—inside a luxury hotel, a grand celebration was taking place. My brothers were there doting on another girl. She was eating an extravagant cake I had never even dreamed of, wearing a designer princess gown worth a fortune, sparkling with jewels. Everyone called her the Smith family's one and only princess. They had even hired a world-class symphony orchestra to play Happy Birthday just for her. While I lay bleeding in a dingy apartment, they would not spend a few dollars on bandages for me. I watched as my eldest brother gently fed her cake, his eyes full of tenderness. "Jasmine, only you deserve to be our one and only little sister." The second brother placed a tiara on her head with care. "Even for the smallest birthday, we won't let you suffer a single moment of disappointment." The third knelt to help her into a pair of crystal shoes. "Jasmine, you're our most precious darling." Then, standing on the stage, Jasmine held up the black credit card they had gifted her and smiled sweetly. "Brothers," she said, "Carol lost her legs saving you. Maybe you should go see how she's doing?" My eldest brother let out a mocking laugh. "She's not worth it. Now that she's crippled, she'll never be able to compete with you again. She got what she deserved."

After a she-wolf who is the only child of the Alpha and Luna of her pack is burdened with high expectations, she feels overwhelmed and flees: heading from the werewolf territory and into human territory to start a new life. In this new life, she becomes an influencer and falls in love with a CEO and everything is just how she had always wanted; only for her to receive a text from an unknown person that would tear her whole life back to the ground, forcing her to return to her pack and be who she was truly meant to be: the female Alpha!

I receive a mysterious parcel on my fifth wedding anniversary. Inside the box are photos of my husband, Luke Madden, being intimate with his assistant. The photos go back a long time—they seem to start from over five years ago. The latest one was taken half a month ago. He, his assistant, and their daughter are playing by the seaside. They smile brightly in the photo and look like a happy family of three. I suppress my devastation and take medication to terminate my pregnancy. Then, I pull out my phone to text my mother. "I'll do as you say and get a divorce, Mom. I'll be back next month to take over the company."

[ NOW ONGOING. ] ‘I can’t wait to make you mine, Lorelei.’ I read the text with a naughty smile. That’s Leo. The man I fell in love with via chat. I thought it was dumb to love someone you’ve never met, but look at me now. ‘I can’t wait for you to rip off my underwear.’ I texted and sent. Shivers ran down my spine while waiting for his response. Sexting through casual texts has become a thing I enjoy with him now. I bit my lips as I stared at our chat, anticipating. Just then, someone barged into my room. I put my phone down like I was doing something wrong. It was my mother. She has a worried look on her face. My father and stepmother walked in holding an envelope. I stared at them confused. “Pack your things and leave. You will get married on Thursday.” My father said cruelly. My brows creased and I tried to object but he held out the papers. “You don’t have a say in this Lorelei. I already sold you out.” What is he talking about? How can he arrange my own wedding? I knew I wasn’t my father’s favourite child, but this is next level hate. “Go and live with your husband. He bought you. And darling, there’s no turning back.” My stepmom added with a smile and threw the document on my bed. I picked it up and read the first page. ‘This contract seals the marriage between Ace Salvatore and Lorelei Stanley.’ Ace Salvatore? The man rumoured to be the devil himself.... My phone made a gentle ding and I looked at it. It was Leo. Tears cascaded my eyelids. How can I marry someone when I’m in love withsomeoneelse?

Sophie is speech impaired; she communicates by writing on pieces of paper, and as such, she carries a notebook along with her wherever she goes. She was able to clearly express her anxiety and pain through these papers, sometimes through text messages too. It is fascinating that whenever she goes out, she doesn’t appear to be a pitiable figure. Sophie is bold and clever, and she is an enthusiastic being. She is a baker, and she owns her shop. Sophie’s voice is a great weapon, and there is a lot to her central figure. People assume that she has been mute from birth, but her condition was the aftermath of the sexual abuse she received from Mr. Adrian, her uncle, at the age of 12, and her aunt, Mrs. Eliana, feels shadowed by societal analysis, so she keeps quiet about it. Sophie decided to fight and survive, and she always chose to pick shattered pieces of herself broken.

BOOK TWO OF THE CARTER BROTHERS SERIES “I want to get married to you Claire, just for a few years and we would go our separate ways.” Nathaniel Carter proposed before swiping through his documents like it was a casual thing. “What!!!!! Are.. are you joking sir?” Claire asked hoping her boss was joking but his serious expression was saying otherwise. _________ Nathaniel Carter, the oldest of the carter brothers is wife hunting after his brother got married and his grandfather is threatening to disinherit him. He has put in too much hard work to let the company go away to any of his stepbrothers. He had an idea, a messy one at that. His secretary Claire was the kind of woman that would steal the heart of his grandfather and stepmother and he would play that card till they got off his back for being too lonely. Claire Wordsworth had so many views about her boss but nothing compared to the crazy look on his face when he proposed to get into an arranged marriage with him. She thought he was kidding but the firm set off his jaw told her otherwise. Life could really change in a matter of seconds. She had too many to gain and of course, it would give her career a good boost if she was married to the great Nathaniel Carter. Maybe getting into this marriage would really be a good decision or her nemesis.

She: "10,000,000＄. We're done. Just don’t let my husband find out." The call boy took the black card, frowning. She: "Not enough? You're good, but don’t push it." He dressed, leaving behind a cold warning—"You'll regret this😡!" A week later, she knelt before the Lycan King🐺, begging for a divorce ruling. And there he was. Her call boy. Sitting on the throne. He: "(Smirking) Uh-huh😈?"

Park Dae-Ho, seorang playboy yang tak pernah benar-benar jatuh cinta. Baginya, cinta hanya kesenangan tanpa melibatkan perasaan. Suatu hari, sepulang dari kelab malam, ia tidur dengan seorang perempuan dalam keadaan mabuk. Sejak itu ia jatuh cinta pada perempuan itu. Sayang, keadaannya yang mabuk di malam tersebut membuatnya tak mampu mengingat jelas, kecuali tanda lahirnya. Ia juga menemukan access card perusahaan Byeoul yang tertinggal di kamar hotel dan bisa menjadi petunjuk. Suatu ketika, kesempatan untuk menemukannya terbuka. Dae-Ho ditawari pekerjaan untuk menyusup ke dalam Byeoul dan mencuri data keuangannya. Ia juga akan diberi identitas baru dan secara otomatis menjadi karyawan di sana. Meski tidak tahu tujuan orang yang menawarinya, Dae-Ho setuju demi menemukan perempuan pujaannya. Siapakah orang yang memberinya pekerjaan di Byeol? Mengapa orang tersebut mudah memalsukan identitas Dae-Ho sebagai karyawan Byeol? Apa tujuan sebenarnya? Dan dapatkah Dae-Ho menemukan gadis tersebut? Temukan semua jawabannya dalam "Cliche"!

In the third year of our marriage, my wife’s ex-boyfriend of eight years suddenly posted a picture on social media showing off a multi-million-dollar wedding house. His caption read: “Wow, got myself a huge villa, I’m the master of charming women!” I stared in shock at the picture, which showed my wife swiping her card at a sales office, and left a single comment: "?" A second later, my wife called to scold me. “I was just fulfilling a promise I made to him back when we were dating, buying him a house. Why are you getting mad at him?” “What? Are you really going to be so vicious as to force me to break my word?” That evening, her ex showed off another lavish post, this time flaunting a renovation bill worth hundreds of thousands. I knew it was a gift from my wife to please him. But by then, I no longer cared.