Monokuma Laughing

"How could you come close to me? Did you forget that you belong to someone else?" I yelled. He frowned his eyebrow like he didn't get what I mean but then he smirked. "you're asking me how I came close to you? Did you forget 3 months ago you begged in front of me to fuck you" He uttered. I was startled at his words and then closed my eyes to digest what he said. "Did he use that word or did I miss hearing him?" I asked myself not believing that my Aaron could use such kind of words for me. I opened my eyes and looked at him with teary eyes. "What? why are you looking at me like this? Did I say something wrong? Didn't you're the one who asked me to fuck you" He scoffed. "No" I yelled... "I didn't ask you to fuck me... I'm not a whore. I asked you to make love to me" Tears rolled from my eyes. "Love" He starts laughing like a maniac.

No one wants to face rejection from the person they love, nor does anyone want to be seen as weak and vulnerable. People want to be accepted for who they are, but the work-out stage is always not working out. Rachael Snyder has had it hard in life, being the first ever baby to be born as a wolf pup. At first, she had been cared for majestically, but her failure to wolf out makes her an outcast and a sudden threat to the pack. They all gave up on her, and her haters made her a laughing stock, a living mockery. She is further blessed by the moon goddess who gave her a mate, the Alpha of the Crimson moon Pack, Mike Freeman. Right in the open, he rejects her and chases her out of the pack, banished for eternity. In her search for survival, she meets Kelvin Alfred, the ruthless prince of the Lycans, who takes her in. What happens when the Ruthless Alpha King professes his love for her? Mike comes back, pleading for a second chance, and she unlocks her inner powers, which should have been concealed forever.

I'm finally bored after pursuing Hugh Freeman for ten years. I give up on him and get together with Christopher Sanders, who's always had feelings for me. Christopher lights the city's sky with fireworks throughout the night. He even buys a small island to propose to me. However, he goes missing right before the wedding. When I find him, I hear him talking and laughing with someone. "I only pursued Jessica to get on Hugh's nerves—I lost interest in her once I got together with her. "Still, I don't want to let her off so easily because of everything she put me through. That's why I'm going to leave her at the altar—to humiliate her. Fun, isn't it?" So, I decide to run away before he does. I turn him into the laughingstock of the city. Later, I hear that Christopher scours the capital in search of his missing bride. He never finds her, though.

It was Christmas Eve. Once again, my parents left me alone at home, chasing triple pay at work. However, after twenty years of the same lonely holiday, I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to sit in the quiet house by myself again, so I packed up some sandwiches and went to them. What I didn’t expect was to see them stepping out of a luxury car, arms linked with a boy who looked about my age, laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world, heading straight into a five-star hotel. “Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Suzie all alone at home like that?” My mom waved it off and said, “It’s fine. She’s used to it.” My dad just brushed it off with a chuckle. “She’s nothing like you. You're our real treasure.” Upon hearing that, I turned and walked away. They'd been pretending to be broke all these years, lying to me about working overtime, about scraping by. Well, fine. If they don’t want me, I’m done wanting them, too.

Death, they say is inevitable. Kung oras mo na, oras mo na. Maayos naman ang takbo ng buhay ni Narisha Blaire kasama ang kaniyang nakatatandang kapatid. Nakakakain ng tatlong beses sa isang araw at may maayos na tinutuluyan. Kung may prinoproblema man, kadalasan ay sa pinansyal na aspeto ngunit nagagawan naman ng paraan. Ngunit may mga bagay na nangyayari sa ating buhay na hindi natin inaasahan. Dumaan ang tila isang malakas na na alon na siyang hahagupit sa buhay nila ng kaniyang kapatid. She almost thought of giving up. Masakit man ang alon na tumama sa kanilang buhay ngunit pinipili niyang bumangon at hindi tuluyang magpalamon sa malakas na hampas nito. But it was all too fast. One day, she was laughing and sharing her happy moments with her friends. One night, she faced the cruelty of her own death under the moonlight.

Three months after the mysterious disappearance of my Alpha mate during his patrol, I found him in a bar near the border. He was cuddling his childhood friend, a she-wolf, laughing smugly. "I wanted to get rid of Bethany for ages! Thanks for giving me the idea to enjoy the freedom I've been looking forward to for a long time." The she-wolf nestled delicately against his chest, feeding him wine with her mouth. She asked him when he was planning to return—his answer was nonchalant. "I'll enjoy myself for another week and go back once Bethany's gone mad. That'll teach her not to be such a micromanager!" His close friends all praised them. "Great move! After this, the Luna will obey your every word." "The witch's disguise potion is so useful. No one recognized you all this time!" No one noticed me hiding in the shadows, watching how carefree he was. I called the pack's elder; using my position as the Luna, I announced that the Alpha was dead and that it was time to prepare for the election of the next Alpha.

I was the girl Ian Sutherland, the underworld boss himself, personally picked to be a shield for his beloved. By the third year of our marriage, I'd been kidnapped by his enemies for the eighth time. When Ian came with his men to rescue me, the negotiation hadn't even lasted five minutes before the girl called him. "Ian, I lost a dare and have to kiss one of the guys here. But I want my first kiss to be yours. Can you come get me?" … The moment Ian left without a second thought, a knife plunged into my abdomen, and blood gushed out. His men handled it the same way they had the last seven times—paying off whoever they had to, then sending me to the hospital. In the ambulance, I heard someone wondering if I'd live long enough to see the day that girl could stand on her own. They burst out laughing, while I was the only one crying. My mission to save the underworld boss had failed, and I was about to be erased by the system. Ian, I wouldn't live to see that day.

My husband Bill and his beautiful assistant Doris are laughing and eating like they're on a first date. But the joke is on me... I'm here, Bill's wife, watching them from across the room, tending to my flat belly where a little life is now living. Of course, Bill doesn’t know about the baby yet. The news is still fresh in my mind, barely a few hours old. It is supposed to be a family dinner gathering, but I'm never the welcome one but an outsider. Watching Bill take the steak cut and handed over by Doris, his young age best friend who knows him the best, I guess I'm spoiling their fun by telling them now that I'm having a baby. Three years of marriage, and his frequent absences from the family left me feeling overwhelmed and alone. I've even forgotten the reason we got married. Maybe it was a mistake to begin with. Finally, I made a decision. Divorce. But a man came along and shifted things dramatically. And it didn't occur to me that this man was still deeply connected to bill's family. He was Bill's uncle.

When the heat wave hit, I was working at the National Weather Service and was the first to spot the climate irregularities. I warned my family to get ready ahead of time. My parents trusted me without question. They even proposed starting a "family survival fund." They told me to use the savings I'd built up since graduating to stock up on supplies, promising that they and my little sister would chip in every dollar they had too. If we were going to make it, we had to stick together as a family. I smiled. "Sure. I'll take care of the plans." That same night, I converted every penny into gold and locked it in a safe. I also went all out into building an apocalypse-proof bunker. When doomsday finally came, they showed up demanding the money we'd pooled together. "Hand over all the gold," they said coldly. "A deadweight like you is just wasting resources by staying alive." Smiling, I tossed them the safe with the gold inside, then sealed the bunker, locking them out completely. Laughing triumphantly, they opened the safe… and stared in shock at what they saw inside.

When I went to buy a new house, all I found was crumpled newspaper where my savings should've been. I almost called the cops—until I found out Tony Jarrett, my own husband, had blown seven years of my hard-earned cash on a shiny new motorcycle. For Pauline Schmidt. His ex. I asked why. He just shrugged. "She's a single mom. Life's tough. This way, she won't have to walk so much." I wanted to scream, but I swallowed it down. Made him at least get an IOU from her. While I was busy sourcing stuff for the factory, a flood warning hit our town. And Tony? Out buying toy cars with Pauline and her kid. Our son was home alone, trying to stay above water. I was back. Like life hit rewind and dropped me into that exact day. The day he gave her the motorcycle. I saw them—laughing, tight, like their own little picture-perfect family. But I didn't cry this time. Didn't beg. Just turned and walked off.