Noble 6 Deaths

While I was nine months pregnant, the apple of my husband’s eye moved into our house. Whenever she saw me, she would make a sad face. My husband was sure that I was flaunting my pregnancy to make her angry. “Rachel is frail, and she can’t get pregnant, yet you’re walking around making her upset?! Do I seriously have to teach you a lesson?!” He ordered the bodyguards to lock me in the attic that had not been in use for a long time and told them not to give me food. I pleaded for mercy and told him that the ultrasound scan showed that the twin babies were too big. I told him that the doctor had claimed that I had to be hospitalized while I waited for my delivery. But he laughed as if he had heard the world’s greatest joke. When he spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “You’re still three days away from your delivery date! Enough with the pitiful act! Repent while you’re in the attic! This is what you get for making Rachel upset!” The contractions hurt so much that I clenched my fists to the point that my nails broke, but no one unlocked the door to the attic. My piercing screams echoed in the attic for a long time until my whole body was soaked in blood, and one of my babies was stuck between my bloody legs. Three days later, my husband ate his breakfast that was not up to his taste and said, “Have Jane make breakfast for me, then have her apologize to Rachel with a gift. If she’s sincere enough, I’ll send her to the hospital to deliver the babies.” But no one dared go up to the attic because the blood that flowed down from it had already reached the second step of the stairs.

ในวัยเข้าเลขหก ฉันเลือกทางเดินชีวิตใหม่ ในวันครบรอบวันแต่งงาน ฉันกำลังเก็บกวาดบ้านได้เจออัลบั้มภาพถ่ายอัลบั้มหนึ่งเข้า ที่แท้สามีฉันมักจะพาคู่ขาของเขาไปถ่ายรูปแต่งงานในวันนี้ทุกๆ ปี ตั้งแต่อายุสี่สิบถึงหกสิบปี จากผมดำจนกลายเป็นผมหงอก ตลอดยี่สิบปีไม่เคยขาดหาย ด้านหลังภาพถ่ายยังมีลายมือของสามีฉันที่เขียนไว้ว่า ‘แด่สุดที่รักของผม’ ในเมื่อคนที่เขารักไม่ใช่ฉันอีก ฉันก็ไม่จำเป็นต้องคนรับใช้ให้เขาต่อไป เลี้ยงลูกแล้วตามด้วยเลี้ยงหลาน อยู่แบบมึนงงมาครึ่งค่อนชีวิตแล้ว จะเปลี่ยนตัวเองตอนนี้ก็ยังไม่สาย

There was a ten-year gap between me and my sister-in-law, but we got along surprisingly well, especially given that we were both in an absurdly rich family. Then, one day, she came to me, bawling and clutching a photo in her hand. "Your brother is cheating on me! He has a family somewhere else! For more than ten years! I'm getting a divorce!" Crying, I showed her a message I got from my husband's mistress. "That bastard Christopher has a mistress! I'm leaving this home!"

The System told me that, as a player, I stood a chance of reviving my beloved if I played the game enough times. As such, I gave my heart to charm Mila Gibbs, even if it meant dying ninety-nine times. When I played the game for the hundredth time, Mila sent me into a room with a deviant just for her true love's fancy. "You're not going to die anyway. Just make Julian laugh, and I don't mind marrying you." She didn't know that once I played the game a hundred times, my wish would be granted, success notwithstanding. I shall hence disappear from her world without a trace.

He grinned, getting up from where he was, and walked away from her. She could finally breathe. Her hands adjusted her black hair that had already stuck to her face as a result of the blood and sweat present on it, tucking it behind her ears. Her training clothes were messed up with dust, sweat, and a little bit of blood. She looked up at him again as he walked away from her, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. "The most important rule of them all. Rule number 6" he spoke. "NEVER FALL IN LOVE"

Nicole Ashanti understands why they are unable to love her as she deserves. Her sister, her identical twin sister, is constantly compared to her. She always understand and accept the unfair treatment. But, What if... A man, who she adores a lot, entered in the story but not in her life? The man she loves, is the boyfriend of her identical twin sister. She loves her twin very much. But what if... She felt tired all of a sudden? Is she will gonna accept the reality that she is a big loser in their family? When in fact, she did many sacrifices that only them, sisters, knows?

Maganda ang mundo, ngunit malupit din ito. Sa mundo ng Gaia, mayroong apat na rehiyon. Iyon ay ang Normous, Defracia, Bandalia Cifalia, at Isla ng Anino. Sa bawat rehiyon ay mayroong Death Judge, ang pag-asa ng bayan, ngunit ang Rehiyon ng Normous lamang ang walang Death Judge at ang umako sa posisyon nito ay ang emperor mismo. *~* Si Maximaze Lativitus Park ay isang mamamayan ng Normous at nasa pinakamababang-antas lamang ng sibilisasyon sa rehiyon. Sa ibang salita, siya ay isang alipin ng nakatataas. Nang siya ay hindi pa ipinapanganak ay nawalan na ito ng ama dahil sa kabayanihang ginawa. Nang dumating ang kaibigan ng kaniyang magulang, nagbago ang kaniyang buhay. Siyaʼy binigyan ng pagkakataon na makapag-aral at makalaya sa pagkakaalipin, ngunit sa isang kondisyon. Kailangan niyang maging isang kandidato sa paglalakbay at maging Death Judge ng Normous sapagkat ang emperor ay nanghihina na. Ang tahimik niyang buhay kasama ang kaniyang ina ay naging magulo—mas malala sa pagkakaalipin. Marami siyang inaasahan sa mundo ngunit nang kaniyang malaman ang katotohanan, ang kaniyang pangarap ay nawasak sa pira-piraso. Sa araw na iyon, nakatanggap siya ng isang masamang paalala.

รวมเรื่องสั้นสุดแซ่บหลากหลายแนว จบในไม่กี่ตอน เนื้อเรื่องบรรยายฉากบนเตียงแบบจัดหนักจัดเต็ม! เน้นฉาก NC เป็นหลัก เหมาะกับนักอ่านอายุ 20 ปีขึั้นไป

6 เรื่องสั้น...ที่คุณผู้อ่านต้องแอบคิดตาม เรื่องราวความรักที่อ่านเท่าไหร่ก็ไม่มีเบื่อ รวบรวมอุปสรรคที่เกิดขึินระหว่างเส้นทางของรักเรา โลกที่เต็มไปด้วยจูบนับเป็นของขวัญที่มีค่ามากที่สุดในโลก เมื่อสิ่งนั้นมันคือความรัก 1. อยากเก็บเธอไว้ทั้งสองคน 2. ชนท้องน้องสาว 3. ผู้ชายแพร่พันธุ์ 4. เมื่อเขาต้องการ 5. ค่าคุ้มครองมาเฟีย 6. สาวใช้ห้องข้าง

The most powerful Godfather in the mafia underworld—Dante Costello—had an expensive diamond signet ring custom-made to fit my finger perfectly and sent straight to our home. He said that whoever could wear the ring would become the lady of his family. The Monroe family had long since fallen from grace. All that remained were four women. On ordinary days, we fought endlessly, tearing each other apart. Every single one of us wanted to marry Dante because marrying him meant preserving a life of dignity and comfort. In the first life, the fake heiress, Blair, secretly had the ring resized smaller and married into the family. Dante took one look at her, then had her thrown into the river to drown. “Not her.” In the second life, my cousin, Chloe, underwent plastic surgery to alter her fingers and force the ring on. Dante gifted her a staged car accident. “Still not her.” In the third life, my stepmother, Catherine, clenched her teeth and forced the ring onto her finger. Her blood hadn’t even dried when she married Dante. He coldly slashed her face, then locked her in the basement, where she slowly wasted away until death. By the fourth life, all three of them were terrified. None of them dared to marry him anymore, so they hurriedly pushed me forward instead. I put on the ring. This time, the size was perfect. Just when I thought my good days had finally begun, Dante stabbed me to death on our wedding night, his eyes burning red with madness. After my rebirth, the consigliere of the Dante family delivered the ring once again. This time, all four of us avoided it like the plague.