Omori Mari Ghost

The Horror Game invaded the world. Real players entered the game, and their every move would be broadcast live. My adopted son shoved me—an eighty-eight-year-old woman—straight into a deadly dungeon to save his own skin. One of the comments in the live stream predicted: [What? They’re tossing in such an elderly woman? No way she’s gonna survive the first night!] On the first night, a frost-bitten ghost exhaled icy breath in my face. I shrugged off my thick floral coat, feeling sorry for her. “You poor thing! You must be freezing. Listen to me and bundle up quickly!” The second night, a starving ghost lunged at me with blood dripping down his chin. I sniffed the air, then found a jar of pickled cabbage. “Look at how skinny you are! Come on, let me get you something hot to eat.” On the final day, the last surviving players tied me up, desperate to steal the one ticket to escape. However, before they could touch me, every ghost in the dungeon came storming out, cleavers and rolling pins in hand. “Touch her, and you’re dead meat!”

Following the death and the destruction of Olympus,the ghost of Sparta returns to tatarus awaiting to destroy prophesied child of the messenger god:who might return Olympus to its fomer glory.....

Apprenant que j'étais enceinte, Corine, la bien-aimée de mon mari Hervé, a délibérément mis le feu pour me brûler vive. Plutôt que de crier à l’aide, j’ai pris Agnès, ma belle-mère, qui s'étouffait et s'évanouissait, et j’ai lutté pour survivre. Dans ma vie précédente, j’ai crié désespérément au milieu des flammes, et mon mari a fait appel à des secours pour nous sauver, Agnès et moi, en priorité. Corine, poussée par la jalousie et voulant tester l'amour que mon mari lui portait, s’est précipitée dans les flammes, s’est brûlée sur tout le corps et est morte. Après sa mort, Hervé a affirmé que c’était elle qui avait volontairement mis le feu et méritait sa fin, puis s’est occupé de moi, encore sous le choc, comme un mari soumis. Mais après la naissance de notre enfant, il a utilisé la tablette de Corine pour écraser notre fille à mort. Il m’a crié : « La mort de Corine est la faute de vous deux ! Allez en enfer expier vos péchés. » Désespérée, je l’ai entraîné dans ma chute, mais lorsque j’ai rouvert les yeux, comme par miracle, je me suis retrouvée de nouveau dans le feu.

"Mom, I don't get what's happening? Wedding?" "But darling, you already accepted the St Daniels' offer," Melissa said sweetly to her daughter. "I didn't know what I was accepting," Mari protested. "She pleaded with me to help her son Raymond." "Of course, honey, you're helping Raymond by marrying him," Melissa said. Her tone is filled with sweetness, trying to damp her daughter's fury. "And besides, this arrangement is crucial to your father. Tell her, Cullman, she needs to know." Mari's gaze shifted to her father, her eyes narrowing. "Catherine, my businesses are crashing and I'm on the brink of bankruptcy," her father admitted. "I couldn't bear the thought of my competitors gloating over my downfall. I had to strike a deal with the St Daniels. They were looking for a suitable bride for their eldest son, and...I'm afraid you're the price I had to pay, Catherine." Mari sighed, her mind still reeling in confusion. "But Raymond St Daniels is still in a coma, how is it possible for me to marry him?" Both parents exchanged a secret glance. Her mother was the one that spoke up. "Raymond St Daniels has awaken from his coma. But the doctors said he'll be crippled for the rest of his life."

"Mari kita bercerai!" Melisa sudah lelah tak dianggap hanya karena kondisinya yang cacat. Padahal, itu bukan kehendaknya. "Beraninya, kamu mengatakan itu? Sampai kapan pun, aku tak akan melepaskanmu!"

Mari Sandoval is living her life in her own field of life. She's awarded as top most executive in the entire business industry, a renowned and largest producers of dairy milk products. She is savage when it comes to work but her personality has been intrigued by Yin Hanzo Montero, a handsome, young CEO of Architectural firm who has a keen eye for arts and commitment. Unraveling the truth, a love story with a twist. Mari's memory was lost and Yin Hanzo is the key for her to remember since he was her long time boyfriend. She keeps on dumping him until she realizes something, an unusual feeling inside her chest. Hidden secrets cannot reveal from pleasing the young heiress. No clues, just an ordinary secrets until she surrendered to him.

Thousand years ago, the great and powerful city of Atlantis existed in all its full glory ok Earth. Today, Atlantis is but historical ghost and the only remnant of the myth of the lost Nation is a girl called Ava.

Aretha harus bersabar melihat suaminya digosipkan dengan wanita lain. Setelah dia terbiasa dengan semua itu, suaminya justru mengucapkan kata cerai kepadanya. "Mari kita bercerai!" Apakah Aretha akan menerima ajakan bercerai dari suaminya?

Dala ng pangungulila ay laging dinadalangin ni Ino Salve na makita man lang ang mga magulang kahit kaluluwa nalang ang mga ito. Tila dininig naman ang panalangin niya nang makakita siya ng kaluluwa, ngunit ni sa hinagap ay hindi niya kailanman ginustong makakita ng iba bukod sa mga magulang niya, mas lalo pa at sundan siya. Doon na nagsimulang magulo ang buhay ni Ino Salve ngunit imbes na matakot dito ay iba ang naramdaman niya lalo na ng mapagmasdan niya ang gwapong mukha nito. Unti-unting umusbong ang kakaibang damdaming alam niyang imposibleng mangyari. Sinubukan niya iyong pigilin pero hanggat nagkakasama sila ay lalong lumalalim ang damdamin niya para rito. Ngunit mapipigilan pa kaya niya ang damdamin kapag nalaman niyang parehas sila ng nararamdaman? May patutunguhan kaya ang damdamin sa pagitan ng isang tao at ng isang multo?

Compilation d'histoires érotiques : Amour Interdit Grâce, mariée à Silvio, s’efface dans un mariage devenu froid. Son seul refuge : Noura, sa belle-sœur et meilleure amie. Mais Florent, le mari de Noura, la regarde trop , la cherche , et insiste. Une nuit, alors que Silvio est absent et Noura endormie, Grâce descend à la cuisine. Florent l’attend. — Tu ne dors pas ? — Je t’attendais. Elle résiste. Il s’approche. — N'approches pas... Le verre tombe. Le silence se brise. Et le désir les emporte. — J'ai si peur , et si on nous attrape ?