Record Of Ragnarok Chapter 100

地元の企業で働き、家事育児を1人で背負う真由美。一方、夫の和也は「俺は外で戦ってる」と豪語しながら、嘘をついて女の影をちらつかせるクズ男だった。3歳の娘にビールケースを支えさせる惨めな帰り道、真由美の心から愛が消えて、冷たい復讐心が宿る。 「私をただのパシリだと思ってる？……上等よ」 やりたい放題の義両親と小姑、モラハラ夫を社会的に抹殺するカウントダウンが始まる！スカッと爽快、どん底から這い上がる妻の逆転劇！

A hell-recycle world within the modern world, designed for death or near-death individuals. With the greenhouse effect resulting in instability in hell, access to hell becomes restricted, and the game keeps the new souls busy while offering them a second chance to return to their lives before death, depending on their performance. A six-digit cash prize is awarded to the winning participants, with rewards ranging from reversed choices and time manipulation to wealth and more. The 100 Doors Challenge System was designed purposely for this world, to keep the growing audience (already existing souls) entertained. Chosen participants must die beautifully at each door. The fancier and more tragic the death, the higher the views. The story alternates between real-world broadcast control rooms, digital death arenas, and fragmented dreamlike worlds designed from Author Willa’s traumas, fears, and regrets and those of the participating ghosts. 100 Doors: Die Fabulously for the Audience. This story contains graphic adult themes, including explicit sexual content, psychological tension, dark humour, trauma, and scenes of coercion and moral ambiguity. It explores mature, disturbing, and emotionally intense situations within a fantasy-system setting. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Berawal dari salah naik mobil. Membuat Tiffania Almora harus berurusan dengan Elnathan Devandra—Sang pemilik mobil. Dan sejak itulah. Mereka berdua sering bertemu, sehingga suatu saat Devan tiba-tiba mengajaknya untuk menikah. Demi menghindari perjodohan dari orang tuanya. Fania akhirnya menerima tawaran pernikahan yang Devan berikan. Dengan syarat pernikahan ini hanya pernikahan kontrak selama seratus hari. Maukah Devan menerima tawaran yang dibuat oleh Fania? Apa yang terjadi jika cinta tumbuh diantara mereka, disaat pernikahan kontrak mereka terbongkar? Berlanjut atau berpisah.

To the public eye, Kayla Williams seems to have it all. A perfect home, A happy marriage, and enough money to buy a country if she pleases. It’s all a lie. She married a piece of shit, has an empty home, and let us just say she is barely holding her company together. But when Lucan Vesley, older, cold, dominant, but surprisingly gentle, offers her and her husband a forceful partnership that would solve her problem, it comes with a catch only she is aware of: 100 days to do with her as he pleases, to get her out of his system and mind. Everything changes. What starts as a contract affair spirals into so much more than either of them expected. Throw Kayla’s fragile heart in the mix, and the stakes of them ruining each other become higher.

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Mom and I board a flight to Fangoria to visit Alicia Carter, my wife. She's a special forces soldier who's here on a peacekeeping mission in this foreign country. But the moment we walk out of the airport, we're ambushed by a group of kidnappers. One of them holds a gun to Mom's head and says, "If you don't give us the ransom in three days, we'll blow her head off!" In a panic, I make a video call to Alicia, my hands shaking as I beg her to help me. "Calm down, honey. I'll put in a request to lead a rescue mission. We'll save her within 24 hours!" But the next day, I keep failing to get in touch with Alicia. After I blow up her phone with multiple calls, one finally connects. Amid her rushed panting, she tells me, "Sorry, honey. I just got assigned to an urgent escort mission. You guys just hang in there. I've arranged for the local authorities to—" Her voice is abruptly cut off by a familiar male voice. "Alicia! Thank goodness you came over just to pick me up. I didn't have to spend 100 dollars on a cab after all! That cab driver didn't even have a license, and I can't believe he tried to ask for more money…" The three-day deadline passes, and the kidnappers keep their word, letting me hear the gunshot myself. As I clutch Mom's cold, dead body, Alicia calls me out of nowhere. "Hey, honey. I just completed the escort mission. How are things on your end? Have the kidnappers released her?" I look down at Mom. Her eyes will never open again. I gently wipe the blood off her face as I reply to Alicia in an eerily calm voice, "Yeah. They have."

Klara berpura-pura menjadi Klera kembarannya agar bisa bertemu dan hidup bersama sang ibu. Klera meminta Klara menggantikan posisinya agar dirinya bisa berlibur bersama sang selingkuhan. Selama 100 hari, Klara harus menjalani hidup yang dimiliki Klera, termasuk melayani Daniel, suami Klera. Kepura-puraan itu rupanya menjadi petaka baru di kehidupan Klara. Semua penyamaran itu pun terungkap. Daniel tentu tak tinggal diam. Hal yang tak pernah Klara sangka pun terjadi.

After closing a 100-million-dollar business deal, I dip into an ordinary-looking cafe by the street on a whim. "I'll have a cup of cappuccino, please." The waitress, who's immaculately dressed, rolls her eyes at me before sashaying toward me. In a fake, nasally tone, she says, "I'm sorry, but there aren't any servers here. I'm the owner of this place." She eyes me up and down before continuing, "The prices here are relatively high for regular people. Are you sure you want to order coffee from me?" I pause in the act of massaging my temple. Finally, I scan around the cafe. "Your cafe is nothing to look at. Are you saying that you're not going to serve regular people, then?" The owner's friend jumps up to her feet instantly at my comment. Then, she starts berating me angrily. "Gianna has opened this cafe just to burn her free time and contribute to the community by giving them a taste of what it feels like to be rich! How dare you question her! "Do you even know who Gianna is? She's the successor of Luxara Corporation! Her boyfriend is Levi Anderson, the CEO of Miller Group! How dare you talk to her like this! You won't be able to make a living in Westford anymore!" I raise an eyebrow in response. The man who had kneeled before me with tears rolling down his cheeks while begging me to invest in his company… was the boss of Luxara Corporation, if I remembered correctly. Also, isn't Levi that live-in husband of mine?

帰りの車は荷物でいっぱいになり、弟しか座る場所がなくなったので、両親は僕に100円を渡し、バスで帰るように言った。 でも、バス代は200円だった。 「どうしてそんなに気が利かないの？『子供だから100円でいい』って言いなよ」 二人はそう言い捨てると、弟だけを連れて行ってしまった。 家に着いたら、母が、弟に新しく買ったおもちゃの箱を開けてあげていた。 そして、父は、彼に新しい服を着せてあげていた。 外がどしゃ降りの雨になって、二人は、ようやく僕のことを思い出した。 「あの子、なんでまだ帰ってこないの。本当にトロいんだから、何にもできやしない！」 だけど、その時、たった100円足りなかったせいで、僕はバスから降ろされ、別の方法で帰るしかなかったんだ。 その後、変わり果てた姿にされた体を引きずって、僕が家にたどり着いた時、みんな、その場に泣き崩れた。

Rodrigo, com quem eu estava em guerra fria, postou no Instagram: "Os cem primeiros que curtirem recebem uma transferência de término" Em minutos, já eram noventa e nove curtidas e compartilhamentos. Eu sabia o que ele estava esperando. Que eu cedesse. Como nas dez vezes anteriores, que eu pedisse para ele apagar o post. Mas dessa vez, compartilhei e comentei. "Me inclui." Depois disso, bloqueei todas as formas de contato dele. Três dias depois, a irmã dele me mandou mensagem: "O espetáculo de formatura do meu irmão ainda tem um ingresso reservado para você. Ele disse que, se você for, ele te perdoa." Olhei para a passagem aérea sobre a mesa e respondi: "Não tenho tempo" Eu realmente não tenho tempo, porque fui aprovada no mestrado de uma universidade da capital e, naquela mesma noite, meu voo vai partir para a matrícula. A partir de agora, ficamos separados por milhares de quilômetros. E não vamos mais nos ver.