Marvel Deadpool Kills The Marvel Universe

Bercerita tentang seorang gadis miskin bernama Kania Putri Salshabilla harus merantau ke Jakarta dan bekerja menjadi seorang pembantu di salah satu rumah mewah milik pembisnis sukses, Rudi Bianvaro agar kebutuhan sehari-harinya terpenuhi. Di sana Kania disambut dengan baik oleh istri Tn. Rudi yakni Indira Larasanti. Sampai-sampai beliau menyuruh Kania tidur di kamar atas bersebelahan dengan kamar putra mereka. Awalnya Kania menolak karena tidak enak dengan perlakuan Ny. Indira yang dirasa terlalu berlebihan. Tapi setelah Ny. Indira bujuk, akhirnya Kania mau untuk menempati kamar atas. Dan dari sinilah cerita itu dimulai ketika Kania mengenal seorang Riyan Marvel Alvaro, Putra majikannya yang terkenal badboy hingga dijuluki si trouble maker di sekolah SMA Bimasakti.

When Astrid returned to San Bellaza, she was unfortunately accompanied by Zephyr Kalen Alviajano, son of Tibalt Gomez Alviajano, brother of Esperanza Alviajano. The young man is currently campaigning as the town's Congressman. The man with great hatred of the race of her origin. Aside from that, he's one of the most famous and heartthrob marvel actors in Hollywood and one of the judges when she auditioned to be the next millennial wonder woman last year. Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with aplastic anaemia that made her drop the role. Zephyr recognized her but his face darkened when he finally identified the origin and background of her family. His disgusted eyes were focused on her. She was called shameless and thick-faced for asking for help from his two cousins. If Astrid wouldn't die, she would have been physically hurt by him. Paano mapapaamo ng pag-ibig ang dalawang nagmamahalan sa gitna ng nagsasagupaang pamilya?

On the fourth day after our son died, I decided to end my military marriage. Before that, I spent three days taking care of what remained of him. On the first day, I tricked my wife into signing the cremation papers. On the second day, I went to my son's school and collected the textbooks he never had the chance to use. On the third day, I prepared a table full of his favorite dishes and begged my wife to come home so we could celebrate his birthday one last time. She agreed. Then she turned around, claimed she had a mission, and spent the entire night setting off fireworks with her childhood sweetheart. That night, I sat beside my son's memorial photo and ate alone. The next day, she came home looking guilty and handed me a brand new backpack. She said it was a gift for our son to use at school. She did not know that our child would never live to see his first day of school.

Seorang gadis yang telah menikah dengan pria tampan dan mapan yang hanya berkenalan dengannya dalam masa satu tahun, merupakan wanita yang mandiri dan berprofesi sebagai dokter. Setelah pernikahan dijalani, ternyata kehidupan pernikahan tak seindah yang dibayangkan. Kepribadian Sang Suami yang terkena isu sebagai penyuka sesama jenis, berusaha dibongkar olehnya. Dia berusaha mencari dan menggali informasi apakah isu yang beredar itu benar atau hanya permainan hati yang membuat dia terlalu percaya dengan isu, bukan kenyataan. Sang Suami memiliki seorang sahabat yang sangat dekat dengan dirinya, juga menambah isu itu semakin merebak. Seorang pria berprofesi sebagai perawat yang seumuran dengan gadis itu selalu menjadi momok baginya. Cerita ini akan mengupas tentang perjalanan hidup seorang gadis yang bergelut dengan rumor Sang Suami. Apakah rumor itu fakta atau hanya sekedar rumor? Terkadang, manusia harus lebih berhati - hati dengan bisikan manusia lain. Bisikan yang membuat kehidupan semakin memburuk dikarenakan tidak memiliki prinsip dalam kehidupan.

Buxton Corp's CEO got his ex back. The cost? His pregnant wife vanished without a word. Month One: Calvin didn't flinch. Too busy worshiping his so-called true love. Month Two: His buddies placed bets on when Angela would come crawling home. Month Three: Panic hit. He sent scouts everywhere to find me. Nothing. Not a whisper. After that, "Angela Astor" turned into a curse word in Auremburg. But what no one saw? He missed her so bad at night, it nearly broke him.

David finds himself in another world but not before meeting the creator of the new world and the previous world. Unlike the home he, and many others, finds familiar, the new world is both hostile and does not follow the same rules. Creatures that do not and should not exist roam this new world freely. Fortunately, David is skilled and is promised companionship. Whatever that means, David will have to figure it out as he survives the land. DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/Mk3Kq7h3

My wife doesn't love me. She doesn't love our child either. On the day our son is born, she doesn't even look at him. She just drops him into my arms. Later, her first love returns. For the first time, the cold, distant woman drinks herself drunk at home. She laughs as she holds our son in her arms, and he wraps his arms around her neck in surprise. "Daddy, what's wrong with Ms. Sutton?" he whispers afterward. I kneel and hold him close. My eyes are red as I explain, "Someone Ms. Sutton loves has come back. We shouldn't bother her anymore. It's time for us to move out."

BOYFRIEND FOR SALE! Book yours now. Due to the overwhelming number of failed marriages and cheating partners, the present generation eventually developed a certain degree of aversion towards the notion of having a romantic partner. It was for that reason why Alpha Technology Inc. pioneered the first robot in the market that was capable of 'Love'. Now, people no longer felt any shame claiming that they bought their boyfriend online; because it was part of the fad But what would happen if one of their robots was swapped on the day of delivery? This is the story of a shopaholic queen named, Shantal, who thought that they bought a robotic boyfriend online. For all she thought, Alex was as a robot. That was why she tried her best not to fall in love with him. Little did she know that the other party was only a substitute.

After being forced to give my wife's first love my heart, I died in the hallway of the private hospital she had personally founded. My six-year-old son, Ash, had already begged her thrice by the time I had drawn my last breath. The first time was when he tugged on her hand, saying I was coughing up blood. Sneering, she claimed, "So he's finally learned something—teaching his kid how to lie." Then, she had the bodyguards throw him out of the room. The second time was when he clung to her sleeve, insisting that I rambled nonsense due to the pain. "It's just a heart transplant," she opined with a frown. "The doctor already said he won't die." At that, the bodyguards stepped in again and dragged him away. The third time was when he fell to the ground, clutching her pant leg with all his strength, crying that I had already passed out. She finally lost her temper by this point, grabbing Ash by the throat and hurling him out of the room. "I have already said it—Howard isn't going to die. Dare to disturb Skye's rest again, and I'll throw both of you out of this hospital," she warned. To save me, my son pawned the most precious thing he owned—his St. Christopher medal—to a nurse. "Ma'am," he said. "I don't need to live a long life. I just want my dad to live." She accepted the medal and was about to arrange for me to be transferred to the last available room. However, my wife's first love, Skye Whitley, had someone block the doorway with his pet dog. He mentioned, "Sorry, kid. Your mom's worried I'll get bored if I can't see my dog. This room is reserved for him."

On the fourth day after my son's death, I decided to secretly dissolve my military marriage with my husband. Before that, I had three days to settle everything for my son. On the first day, I tricked my husband into signing the cremation papers. On the second day, I went to the school and collected the textbooks my son would never get to use. On the third day, I cooked a table full of dishes and begged my husband to celebrate our son's last birthday. He agreed, but soon after claimed he had a mission. Instead, he spent the entire night setting off fireworks with his childhood sweetheart. That night, I cooked. Then, I sat alone before my son's photo and ate all my son's favorite foods. The next day, my husband returned, guilt flickering in his eyes as he handed me a brand-new backpack. He said it was a gift for our child's first day of school. But he didn't know—our child would never have a first day of school.