မီယမ်မာထရန်စလေးရှင်း Genre - Comedy, Romance, Yaoi Total Ch - 92 Ch + 13 extra အော်သာ - ကုစန်းယွဲ့

Do not vote!!! Author: twilight night cold Status: on-going This story is not mine. Mo Yan, who was blown to ashes, was reborn in ancient times. She became a little farm girl who was running away from famine! There is a loving and handsome scholar father on it - not bad! There is a pair of lively and cute younger siblings - very good! But, does she really want to die again? It's okay if you don't have food, drink or shelter on your way out of famine. She even has to be on guard against bad guys to capture her and feed her! Fortunately, there is room for upgrades in the previous life. However, there are no eggs-- Why, that space with mountains, water, and meat to eat was actually formatted! Facing a desperate situation, Mo Yan regained his fighting spirit: No matter how formatted it is, my sister will still get rich and prosperous under the roots of the imperial city! Open hills, plant orchards, buy shops, build houses... there's no shortage of them! But... there are also many jealous people looking for trouble! Is the farm yours? Here, I'll trick you to death without any negotiation! Want to be her stepmother? Okay, I'll give you a few widowers! My mother is here to find you? Here, take the divorce letter and don't give it away! ... What? A beautiful man comes to propose marriage? Um, this... do you want to knock it down?

"Why does everyone want to STEAL my girl?" Jisoo, a smart but introverted college student, who is head-over-heels for her charismatic and beautiful girlfriend, Chaeyoung. Chaeyoung is adored by everyone on campus, especially in her sorority, making Jisoo constantly feel insecure and like she has to "prove" she's worthy of Chaeyoung's love. As other students attempt to flirt, manipulate, or otherwise "steal" Chaeyoung's attention, Jisoo faces internal and external challenges - from social pressures and jealousy to her own insecurities.

Story of three singhaniya brothers. How they love and care for each other. And they have strict parents .. .their father is a doctor and mother is a teacher. let's see how their parents discipline them.

( مالي وطن في نجد ألا وطنها)

Xander aka kamen rider decade dies saving a little girl but is isekai'd into a new world but...all the girls are yandere?

Yandere Alastor X Female OC X Yandere Lucifer When Ayla died she arrived in Hell but not as a sinner. Lucifer luckily caught her when she was falling because she is a bisque doll. Ayla spent her whole life in a wheelchair, didn't go to school and was very behind on her development. Lucifer saw Ayla as his do over child and decided to take her in as his own. Charlie was thrilled to have a little sister and as the years went on Ayla became known as the Treasure of Hell. But when Charlie opened the Happy Hotel Ayla was reunited with her father in life and everything changed for either the better or the worst.

If you're judging this book by its cover and title, you're already proving the point this story wants to make. Try to move past this satirical obstacle in front of you. This is a story about bullying, and like the hundreds of other books on the topic, it will show you the harsh reality of being discriminated, belittled, ridiculed for something you cannot control- how you look, who you love, or what you believe in. But unlike these books, this story's sole purpose is not to tear your heart out of your chest as you mourn over your loss of faith in humanity. Instead, this book will make you laugh and love alongside these characters. Just like in life, there will be moments of dread and surrender, but there will also be moments of happiness, laughter, and love. - Naomi Lorraine, better known as Nerdy Naomi with her thick-rimmed glasses and straight-A report card, is the most unpopular girl in her school. Even with the help of her sarcastic comebacks, that doesn't stop her from getting bullied by everyone in Dartwell High. Every day her childhood bully, Raymond Meyers, knocks her off her feet, literally. However, she can't do anything but survive the laughs, insults, and bruises high school gives her. There are three senior transfer students, dubbed the Three Musketeers: Bennett Frazier, Jordan Wallace, and Declan Lynch. All in one day, Naomi catches their attention one by one. With her snarky attitude, but innocent look, they can't help but want her. But not the way you're thinking. Oh no, not like that. Instead, it's probably the whole opposite. It's quite simple really. She'll be their good girl. And they'll be her bad boys. ~ [This story is a first draft written by a 13 to 15-year-old girl so it has its fair share of grammar mistakes and plot holes.] Wattys 2015 Talk of the Town Award Second Place Story of 2015 Best Humor and Overall Points of The Fiction Awards 2016 Third in the Writers Awards 2016 Highest Ranks: #1 Humor, #1 Teen Fiction

"Fuck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine Long as you know who you belong to"

"Kuch rishte naseeb likhta hai... aur kuch hum khud." (Some bonds are written by fate... and some, we write ourselves.) Blood may write the first chapter of our lives... but love decides how the story continues. This isn't a story of perfect people. It's a story of the broken - the ones who learned to hide their wounds under silence, who carried scars like second skin, who stopped believing they were meant to be loved. She was one of them. Kartiki - a girl who had already lived through storms that would drown most grown men. She came carrying no luggage, except for a heart that was too pure for the cruelty it had known. And maybe... a secret hope that somewhere, someone would choose her. Not out of duty. Not out of pity. But simply because they wanted her in their life. They were the Rajputs - a family built on discipline, power, and unspoken grief. Four brothers and a father, each with their own shadows. They had lost their mother years ago, and with her, they lost the softness in their home. The walls of their mansion were strong. The walls around their hearts were stronger. No one expected her to change anything. No one expected them to change either. But sometimes, the people who share no blood can feel like the closest thing to home. And sometimes, love arrives dressed as chaos - as arguments, as accidental smiles, as someone scolding you for skipping a meal, as a hand quietly holding yours in the dark after a nightmare. This is not just her story. This is theirs too. A tale of a girl who healed a family, and a family that healed her back. Of bonds formed not by birth, but by choice. Of love that doesn't ask, "Are you mine?" but instead promises, "I am yours." Because family isn't who shares your blood... it's who shares your pain, your laughter, and the quiet moments in between - and stays anyway.