Naruto Pain Figure

As the most well-known weather forecaster in the city, my forecasts were always wrong. Over time, everyone caught on. In this city, whether it rained or snowed depended entirely on the emotions of Cody Harper's lover. One moment, I'm on air announcing "moderate to heavy snow," but the next, the clouds in the sky parted and cleared. My boss openly mocked me. "You used to be the most popular presenter at our station, but not anymore, huh? Your husband’s throwing money around to manipulate the weather. What's the point of you reporting the forecast?" A coworker ruthlessly added, "I heard her husband's new lover doesn't like the cold, so there probably won't be any snow in the city for half a year. I think she's gonna be hit with a lot of fines." Clutching over a dozen penalty notices, I remained silent. When I got home, I tossed the penalty notices at Cody expressionlessly. "Clean up your own mess. I'm tired of being Mrs. Harper. I quit."

Sa edad na labinwalong taong gulang, na-in-love si Senyorita Valeria Fuentes sa isa sa mga tauhan ng kanyang ama na si Carlos Guerrero Hindi niya alintana ang malaking agwat ng kanilang pamumuhay. Langit si Valeria, lupa si Carlos at kahit kailan hindi pwedeng magtagpo ang dalawa lalo na at alam nilang tututol dito ang ama ni Valeria na mata-pobre. Ngunit, walang sekreto na hindi mabubunyag. Pagkatapos kasing malaman ni Don Juanico na nakipagrelasyon ang anak niyang si Valeria sa isang patay gutom na si Carlos, isang pasya ang nabuo sa kanyang isipan Pinapatay niya si Carlos kasama ang mga magulang nito! Paano tatangapin ni Valeria ang lahat kung ang sarili niyan Ama ang naging dahilan ng pagkadurog ng puso niya? Paano siya babangon kung isang araw, bigla na lang magpakita ulit sa kanya si Carlos, buhay at handang maghiganti sa kanyang ama pati na din sa kanya? Mananaig pa ba ang pag-ibig or galit ang mangingibabaw sa mga pusong nasaktan? Hangang saan at kailan kakayanin ni Valeria ang hagupit ng paghihiganti ni Carlos Guerrero?

It was about time because my dad got a new girlfriend and said he wanted us to have a meal together to introduce the new woman into our lives. On the day we met, my college roommate saw my chat background, which had a photo of me and my dad, along with a series of transfer records. She lost her mind. She enlisted the support of our other roommates, who rarely paid me any attention and began to attack me, insisting that I was a side chick who deserved to die. I did not expect that my roommate would soon become my stepmom. Before I could explain, she accused me of trying to seduce my dad behind her back, shouting, "Shameless side chick! Going behind my back to seduce my boyfriend! All those times you said you were out studying?! Who knows if you were just meeting up with him?" I was once physically assaulted, stripped of my dignity, and forced to the restaurant for a public confrontation wearing ragged clothes. Then my dad came running to where I was hardly breathing and barely moving on the floor, bruised to the extreme. “Sweetheart, who did this to you?!”

On the day of Zephyr’s art exhibition, I saw people stand around a portrait of myself. My cheeks were flushed, and I was bare. My posture was the one we used in bed last week for fun. Zephyr even got the mole on my chest right. As people stared at me mockingly, I demanded, “Why did you do this to me?” He was unbothered. “It’s not as if I asked you to sleep with someone else.” But he did let people see how I looked when I was having an intimate moment with my own boyfriend! “It’s just a painting. Why are you being so petty?” I was stunned by the mockery in Zephyr’s gaze. Then, I called my assistant. “I’m attending the international art festival as the organizer.”

I married my vampire husband ten years ago and gave him a half-blood heir, abandoning my career as a painter to become a full-time mother. Fortunately, my son inherited my talent. At just six years old, he held his first solo art exhibition, inspired by the theme "My Mother." But he never let me attend, and he never let me see his paintings. My husband said my presence would make Luke nervous---that I should stay home and do the housework as a good wife and mother, and wait for them to come back. I told myself he was just young and didn't know better, that he was only pushing back against my discipline, not truly rejecting me. Until the day I snuck into the gallery wearing a surgical mask pulled low. In the center of the crowd, my husband held our son's hand while tenderly pulling a woman in a red dress into his arms. He turned to the guests and announced: "This is Luke's mother---my wife." The three of them stood together, beaming with perfect happiness. And I---the one who'd stayed up all night setting up this exhibition---stood before the paintings while not a single person recognized me. That was when I finally understood. My seemingly gentle, caring vampire husband had long ago given our son a replacement mother. And I was nothing more than the human nanny who'd served her purpose by producing an heir.

My boyfriend said that art held no restrictions, so he used my provocative paintings to enter a competition. Amidst a row of classic ceramic figurines, I became famous. He shot to fame, landing in the top ten of trending searches, while I was humiliated by the entire internet and mocked as a “ceramic influencer.” When I confronted him, he looked at me with disappointment. “They don’t understand art, and neither do you? I thought you would support my work, but I didn’t expect you to stir trouble! You’re so immature!”

Dahil sa pamimilit ng magulang ni Griffin Zale Kellneer na ipakasal siya sa babaeng hindi naman nito minahal ay napilitan siyang pakasalan ang babaeng si Samantha Lagdamiyo.  Isang pekeng kasal kapalit ng limang milyong peso.  Sa loob ng isang buwan na nagsama sila sa iisang bubong, hindi man aminin ng dalawa ay minahal nila ang isa't-isa.  Walang sikretong hindi nabubunyag. Kaya nung malaman ng magulang ni Griffin na peke lang ang kanilang pagsasama ay lumayo si Samantha dala ang perang kapalit ng kasal.  Makalipas ang limang taon nagbalik si Samantha dala ang batang babae, ipinakilala itong anak ni Griffin.  Ngunit sa hindi inaasahan ay ito rin ang naging hudyat ng pagkamatay ng ama ng binata.  Labis ang pagsisi ni Samantha dahil kinamuhian siya ng lalaki at ito rin ang dahilan upang hindi tanggapin ng binata ang pinakilala nitong anak. Ngunit tila mapaglaro ang panahon, dahil isang pagkakamali ang ginawa na paghihiganti ni Griffin kay Samantha. Mapapatawad pa kaya niya ang babae? Maibabalik pa ba niya ang kanyang pagmamahal kay Samantha? O mananatili na lang ang kanyang pagkamuhi sa babae? Gayong kailangan siya ng babae ng magbalik ito sa kanyang buhay. 

Warning: This book is fucking disgusting. If the thought of getting your tight little holes stretched, used, and ruined makes you uncomfortable, close it right now and go read something vanilla. But if your pussy is already dripping and your thighs are squeezing together… keep reading, you filthy little slut. Throw away every safe, sweet romance you’ve ever touched. This collection doesn’t ask permission. It kicks the door down, grabs you by the hair, slams you face-down, and fucks you raw until you forget your own name. No slow burn. No gentle teasing. No fade-to-black bullshit. Every story starts fast, hits harder, and doesn’t stop until she’s spread wide open, stuffed full of thick cock, leaking load after load from every hole, and begging like a desperate whore for more. Stepdads and stepbrothers who double-team her while Mommy sleeps ten feet away, pumping her full of forbidden cum. Daddy’s closest friend blackmailing her with that slutty nude she accidentally sent, forcing her to cum on his fingers while Dad cheers at the TV inches away. Being gangbanged by drunk older men in the bar —every hole used, every load swallowed or pumped deep until cum runs down her thighs in thick rivers. Choking. Breeding. Gangbangs. Triple penetration. Degradation. Face-fucking. Raw, unprotected creampies that ruin you for any other man. If the thought of being held down and used without mercy while you cum so hard you see stars makes your cunt throb… You’re exactly where you belong. Turn the page, baby.. Your men are waiting. And they’re starving to wreck you...

As you know, angels are at the head of the good mortal world, and demons rule the ball in hell. But the angels are not as kind as the people of the church have always made them out to be. The human race is not so important to them. And now, in their wars for our souls, they have completely forgotten about us. But people like me don't consider themselves to be ordinary people. We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live. Our society is called the priests of Ultima. That's all we want to tell about our world...

Celine often experiences heartbreak. The pain she experienced taught her not to open her heart easily to men. She prefers to live alone even though she must endure the pain whenever people question her about when to get married. When the figure of Zack, who also has the same past wounds, comes into her life, Celine becomes in a dilemma. Should she maintain her principle of being alone or try to give both of them a chance to heal each other's wounds and create a feeling called love? It is a story about the self-healing of a woman who struggles to overcome her past trauma and finally meets her true partner wonderfully.