Untamed Chinese Novels & Stories

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

Not Amanda too. Not now.

I told him to get some water from the kitchen. The moment he left, my spoon slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. As I bent down to pick them up, blood suddenly gushed from my nose. I quickly covered it with my sleeve, forcing myself to stand up. I had already prepared a card and a note, which I quietly placed on the dining table. Dr. White, thank you for everything. If it's possible, could I ask you to scatter my ashes in the mountain woods? Please accept the card. I know it's not the best gift, but given our friendship, I hope you don't mind.'

I said. “But you know this is for a good cause. Those kids in Africa or wherever could really use the money,” Emily said. “It’s actually a medical center for kids in Cambodia,” I said. “And I just don’t think I want to go. Trust me, going back to Love Castle is not a good idea, not when I gave Asher a time frame to stay away from me for. Not with the way I left things between us that night,” I said, remembering the talk we had in my apartment.

It's so unfair how life throws me knives when I only have pillows to protect me. Mom... I know I have no right but can I ask you one last time to hug me? You can just use the wind and I'm already contented with that. I just need it... I really need it because sometimes, the strongest one that everyone assumes can be the weakest when she's alone.

] ["I had brewed a new wine! It's soooo delicious! Uncle Yama is the first one to try~" ["Good! Let's taste it now!"] [Do you want to break away from your weak self?"] ["Then come with me. I will grant you power to create the new you, together.. we shall create more miracles for those who are like you.."] ["My name is Chang'e, pleasure to meet you.. Mao Mao.."] ["Twisted, yes.. I am a twisted person."] ["Do you dislike me now?"] ["Xuan Wu. No matter how twisted you are, I, Chang'e will not abandon a friend."]

I asked the Chinese shop owner. Tacik or taci is a Chinese term to address or reference elder sister. It is also a polite term for an older Chinese woman. "For you, only 300 thousand rupiahs," answered Tacik boutique. "What about 150 thousand, Miss," I bargained half of its price. "This is rare. 250 thousand," Tacik lowered the price. “This is for my wife,” I lied. “180 thousand rupiahs?” I bargained again. Suddenly there was a roar from the sky, and suddenly it drizzled. Wow! The atmosphere was even getting more perfect.

He assured the Chinese clients of cost efficiency while maintaining the project's high quality standards. The meeting proceeded smoothly, and the discussions were thorough. Mace's expertise and professionalism left a positive impression on the Chinese executives. He concluded the conference on a confident note. "Thank you for your time today, gentlemen. I believe we've made significant progress in our discussions. We will follow up with the detailed project proposal and further documents shortly." The Chinese clients expressed their gratitude for the productive meeting and conveyed their anticipation for future collaboration. Mace ended the video call with a nod, showing his satisfaction wit

It shimmered faintly, almost otherworldly, and I carefully removed it. Clutching my stolen treasures, I slipped out of the room and into the city streets. **The Black Market** The city overwhelmed me with its noise and chaos. I kept my scarf wrapped tightly around my face as I navigated my way to the black market. I sold the golden watches and rings, converting them into cash. But when I tried to sell the silver necklace, the shopkeeper’s demeanor shifted. His eyes narrowed, and he exchanged whispers with another man. “We can’t take this,” he finally said, his voice trembling.