Muichiro Paper Airplane

Diary's holds and entails our secrets, emotions and adventures. It's our paper self. Our best bud and the closest thing we run to during our dark day's. Well this is an interesting and not to miss diary of a young she wolf. It entails her emotions, adventures and tough survival. Well mind you. It ain't an all merry adventure!. ** Caroline, a young she wolf greatly loathed and despised by her pack for failing to meet their expectations finally encounters her Alpha mate. Alpha over another neighboring pack and the only Werewolf who genuinely loves her. She believed her life attained a positive U turn. Unknown to her she's only awakening to it's cruel reality. Find out her rocky adventures within this new pack. Her battle and strive for survival. Find how she learns the hard way that not all who are friends cherish her but only sought her death. Unconver how she learns not all that glitters are gold. Also unconver her survival over enemies from her and her mate's past. Enemies from her secretive birth who sought her dead and how evils she believed to have abandoned within her previous pack unexpectedly sought her and wish to ruin her supposed perfect life. Uncover tough adventure of this omega to luna she wolf and her untold victory or failure.

I fought with my husband, Alessio, the Don of the Moretti family, over the mistress who'd given him twin sons. The next day, he stormed into my bedroom and put a gun to my head. "Did you take my sons?! You vicious bitch!" While I was still in shock, he ordered his men to lock my eight-year-old daughter, Lucia, in the icehouse for three whole days of "training." He gave me an ultimatum: Lucia would stay there until I brought him his sons. Lucia froze to death in that icehouse. I returned with her death certificate in my hand, my heart a hollow stone in my chest, only to find him moving his mistress and their sons into the home we once shared. He was cheerful, dismissing the whole thing as a misunderstanding. He even had the audacity to tell me to go get Lucia to meet her "new little brothers." I just stared, tears tracking paths down my face, the life inside me extinguished. It wasn't until that thin piece of paper—the death certificate—fluttered to the floor that the color drained from Alessio's face. He finally realized Lucia was gone. Killed by his own blind, cruel pride.

Wanda's three years of marriage to her college best friend, Anderson is about to collapse when she can't bear him a child. At least a female child could have given her some worth. Anderson was so determined to prove to his parents his choice to marry her but she couldn't give him a male child. One morning, Anderson came into the house angered and frustrated looking for Wanda. Meanwhile, Wanda was in the bathroom trying to check the pregnancy tube hoping for a positive result but unfortunately, Anderson barged in and grabbed her by her hair, mercilessly hitting her. After signing the divorce paper, Wanda left the house but forgot the pregnancy tube in the bedroom. Anderson sees it and discovers that Wanda is pregnant but she is already gone.

She sacrificed everything for him because of the love they had for each other. Hailey went to the extent of disobeying her parents just to marry him. But at last, he surprised her with a divorce paper with his name already signed. How can an orphan who she helped do this to her? He kicked her out of the house she greatly assisted him to build because his first love was back. Of course, she left the house, but then something intriguing happened. ~~~ Excerpt “Congratulations, ma'am. You're pregnant.” Dr. Derrick announced with a smile curving his lips. “What!” Hailey's eyes widened in shock. “ My husband and I just got divorced…”

I'm reincarnated a week before the college entrance exam. Despite being the soon-to-be top scorer, I stab my eye with a syringe. In my past life, Marianne Quentin, my boyfriend Lance Russell's childhood friend, reported me for cheating off her during the final mock exam. The teacher compared our papers and found that my essay was identical to hers. He harshly criticized me and warned me not to repeat my mistake. However, Marianne reported me for copying her answers again during the math exam. Once again, my answers were found to be identical to hers. The teacher scolded me for being incorrigible and sent me home to reflect on my actions. I couldn't understand what had happened. Clearly, I'd never cheated, but my answers were nearly identical to Marianne's, whether in writing and language or in math. As the SAT exam loomed over me, I could only suppress my doubts as I stepped into the exam hall. I finished the writing paper and thought I was safe. However, Marianne stepped out and accused me of cheating again. I tried to defend myself, yet the answers on my paper were identical to hers. In the end, I was disqualified, kicked out of the exam hall, and banned from taking any exams in the next two years—just because I "cheated". I succumbed to despair and leaped from the rooftop. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to one week before the SAT.

Casandra wanita berumur 19 tahun, yang tidak pernah dianggap sebagai anak oleh Ayah nya. Karena telah menikah dengan wanita lain, setelah Ibu Casandra meninggal. "Ayah, selamat ulang tahun. Terimalah hadiah kecil dariku." Kata Cansandra sambil menyodorkan sebuah paper bag kecil kehadapan Tuan Kusuma, Ayah kandung Casandra. Tepat dihadapan semua tamu undangan, Tuan Kusuma membuang hadiah itu dan menampar pipi putrinya sendiri dengan begitu kuat. "Ayah, ke-kenapa kau menamparku?!" Tanya Casandra terbata bata, diiringi isakan tangis dalam hati. "Pergi dari rumah ini, jangan pernah injakan kakimu disini! Karena kau bukan Putriku lagi mulai hari ini!!" Teriak Tuan Kusuma begitu murka, dia menendang tubuh Casandra menggunakan kakinya sendiri. "Tapi ada apa? Apa aku melakukan sebuah kesalahan?" Tanya Casandra begitu dramatis. Beberapa pandangan tamu undangan, menatap iba dan kasihan kepada Casandra saat ini. Brugg... Ayo baca kelanjutannya

For her family, She is forced to drench her hand in the blood. She accepted death as her fate but the game changes when she is realised by the court. Simon Cruz is the kind of person whose enmity is destruction for his rival. The Tyrant is a nephew of a powerful politician. He has the full support of his uncle. Even He violates nobody entangles with him. For revenge, he makes her his slave by singing on the marriage paper by rebel. She despises her life for being his slave. She evades insanity. She bumped her love of life who was her shield. He didn't make her his because as a secret agent, his life did not permit him.

My roommate had a peculiar knack for pestering everyone into liking her posts on social media, all so she could collect enough likes to claim some prize or another. It was her way of life—nagging, nudging, and guilting us into clicking that little thumbs-up. One time, the campus beauty queen liked my roommate's ad for a facial mask. Not long after, she was in a horrific car accident. The vehicle caught fire, and her face suffered severe burns, leaving her disfigured beyond recognition. Meanwhile, my roommate seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, her complexion turning porcelain fair and flawless as though she'd been kissed by the heavens. Then there was the academic prodigy, a shoe-in for graduate school, who liked her tutoring service post. Shortly after, he was exposed for academic fraud, and his once-brilliant reputation was reduced to ashes. Strangely enough, my roommate's research paper suddenly won an award, catapulting her to fame and fortune. And me? I fell into her trap too. I liked her rental agency ad, and before I knew it, my world crumbled. A scandal erupted, revealing that I was the result of a mix-up at birth. It turned out she was the long-lost child of wealth and privilege—a hidden gem cast into the rough, now reclaimed by her rightful family. As for me, I was packed off to the countryside village she had escaped from and forced into a brutal marriage with an old man. My life became a living hell, and eventually, I died there, broken and forgotten. But fate wasn't done with me yet. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day my roommate begged me to like her post in exchange for yet another prize.

She had always been a good wife and did every house chore and never for once did she complain even when she was poorly treated by her in-laws. One day her husband comes home with a divorce paper and she signed it after crying and begging. But soon her ex-husband and the whole world were about to know her hidden identity and what would be their reaction?

A soft gasp escaped her lips when Tobias’ hand slipped into her gown and caught one breast. She tried her best to suppress her emotions but her eyes just involuntarily shut due to a pleasurable sensation brought by his warm touch. She blinked her eyes open when he detached his hand from her breast. Tobias distanced himself from her, however, the rage in his eyes was still there as he watched her. “I almost forgot. You told me a few years back, only I can touch you unless I pay you.” Minah's brows furrowed, her eyes fixed on him. Tobias pulled himself away from her, composing himself before he took his wallet out of his pocket. He then pulled out some paper bills and threw them on her. Her eyes darted to the money that he tossed right in front of her. Six violet-colored paper bills. Her mouth was left agape. Six hundred pesos! Minah could feel her blood rushing to her face as insult, rage, and humiliation stirred inside her. She lifted her face once again and threw daggers at Tobias. “I am no whore, you son of a bitch!” His expression grew ominous. “You are filthier than a whore, Damara,” he said firmly, his voice sounding displeased.