For the latest chapters please visit: https://megajivetranslations.wordpress.com I have always thought that Lu Feng is just a little bull-headed, a little lacking in virtuous speech, a little more domineering and a little willful, but ultimately a man with warm veins flowing out of a warm heart. A love that blossomed when I was merely fourteen, I have once dared hope that it will last a lifetime, but the brutal truth is that happiness are just moments in life you wish you can freeze. It is not eternal. The cruel hands of fate can strike you at your most vulnerable to leave your life derailed from the path you painstakingly built. No amount of love can alter the fact that it is gone. When we reconciled at forty, I can no longer find a trace of shadow from the past. If there is an expiration period for love, how long is it? And when love appears once again, would we have the courage to embrace it?

FOR THE LATEST CHAPTERS PLEASE VISIT megajivetranslations.wordpress.com A visually impaired fortune teller who had set up stall at the entrance of the alleyway once told me, "Your love life is destined to be tragically entangled with a man, and it will not come to a good end." My payment to him was a half-drank soda can stuffed into his hands. I walked away with an air of indignation. "Hey, you haven't paid!" His yelling was still audible from a few blocks away. Are you for real, you could not even tell if your customer is a man or a woman, what fortune can you possibly tell? Count yourself lucky I did not thrash your stall. Sitting here at the train station, with my cheeks swelling into the size of a pig's head, disheveled clothes, both hands empty, I recalled the words of the fortune teller. I regret not paying my dues and a bit more to him. It is a pity before today, I have been living the life of a fool. Not only did I not redeem myself from being involved with a man, I did not discern that I will never come to a good end........ ~ My story is dedicated to everyone who have entered my life, those who stayed and those who left. One of my favorite poet said: "There is a story, the one and only story that deserves to be told in its entirety." To me, this is exactly what I need to tell. ~

"No, I'm an only child.What do you mean by I have brothers? " Follow Anastasia Rosaline Blade through her journey. Overcoming abuse, PTSD, depression, anxiety and suicidal tendencies. How she went overnight from being an only child to having 5 older overprotective brothers. Who are in the mafia but lets talk about that later. First few chapters are short but the rest are longer Please give my story a try, its my first time writing TW (Don't read if triggered easily) Hope you like it! Thanks for reading!!! #1 Firststory on 12 July 20 #1 Depression on (I forgot when hehe) [Story is Completed]

Aurora's life had always been about survival, each day a quiet battle against fear and pain. When her stepfather was finally arrested, she thought the fight was over. But leaving one dangerous world meant stepping into another-one she didn't fully understand. Now, she's living with seven older brothers she barely knows, their lives a tangle of secrets and shadows they never speak of. Their house is loud, protective, and filled with rules she's afraid to break. For Aurora, it's a new kind of survival. For her brothers, it's a chance to keep her safe-no matter what it takes.

after her mother's death, sora is sent to live with three half brothers she's never known, counting down the days until she can leave. one night leaves sora shaken and filled with a shame she can't put into words. she swears she'll never tell anyone but as it slowly eats away at her, she's left with no choice but to turn to her brothers.

Orphaned at a very young age, Isabella grew up in a grand mansion with her five older brothers. From the start, they took on the role of teaching her everything she needed to know-how to speak, behave, and survive-drawing from their own childhood experiences. Yet their lessons were often harsh, cold, and strict, leaving Isabella feeling neglected and fearful. The younger brothers teased and tormented her, reporting every misstep to the older ones, who scolded her sharply. At first, she believed they hated her. But as she grew, Isabella began to understand that her brothers were themselves misunderstood and burdened by responsibility. Through fear, teasing, and strict guidance, she slowly learned to see their hearts. In the end, their relationship was far from perfect, but a quiet, mutual understanding-and even happiness-emerged from the cracks of their cold façades.

⚠️ For 18+ only! Contains triggers And warnings ⚠️ WARNING: There is non-sexual spanking of a minor, mentions of rape, torture (adults), and mentions of abuse and kidnapping. Mentions and happenings of Adult miscarriages, and it also has consented domestic discipline between two adults. If you do not like, then DO NOT read. This story is for 18+, there is death, crime families, illegal activities, etc in this story. ⚠️ My name is Charlotte Marino, and at the age of 4, my mom took me from my father and brothers. I am unsure why, though my life was a happy one with my mom in Tulsa even if she was rarely home because she worked two jobs only having Sunday off. After a car accident I was found by my brothers, or well they were found for me. So, now I have to figure out how to live with my 5 older brothers in New York City, from my city in Tulsa Oklahoma. There are secrets there that I don't know about, and I want to learn why she left and what my brothers are hiding form me.

Gemma was five when she was kidnapped. Her nanny was just a few feet away picking up Renzo's favorite salad dressing. Gemma was grabbed from behind out of the cart. When she screamed nothing came out. Her world turned black. She was kidnapped for 10 years. Her memories of her family back home were slowly fading. She could remember faces of some but eyes of others. She couldn't remember if they were brothers, cousins, best friends. She just knew these eyes were important. The faces she remembered were just as important. The beating, the abuse, and the torture couldn't erase them out of her memory. They were forever etched in her brain. What happens when her abductors and her are moving back to her homeland? Her town? What happens when she runs into...? Literally 5 of her brothers on the first day of school? Will she remember who they exactly are? Will she ask them for help? Will she survive another beating? See if she can reunite with her family that has missed her for all those years.

Previously called Older Brothers Part 1 Completed (Alternate version) part 2 Completed "T-trust me?" "Always." It was the promise that they were never going to break. They were seven like sins. Devious, Sly, deceptive and sharp-witted. They ruled the world of evil with no hint of mercy inside their cold hearts. A simple, timid and an unsophisticated girl who liked being on sidelines. Her little world was built on the base of lies. Until one dreadful night came, and her small world came crumbling down on the ground. Her heart was broken into pieces by pieces as she was forcefully taken into a new world that she wasn't familiar with. Will she survive or lose this battle of melting their cold hearts?