Late at night, Senior Daxian posted on his Moments: "The Lakers are not the championship team, I'll run naked!" I shamelessly replied in a private message: "Where is the location? I want to watch!" Then, I happily received a little red dot...
Late at night, Senior Daxian posted on his Moments: "The Lakers are not the championship team, I'll run naked!" I shamelessly replied in a private message: "Where is the location? I want to watch!" Then, I happily received a little red dot...
My name is Grace, and just like my name suggests, I'm calm and composed. Of course, some people might disagree, but that's okay. Time will tell, won't it?
Austin, the great senior who I admired for a long time, made a bold statement on social media about the NBA Finals today. He declared that if the Lakers don't win the championship, he would run around naked.
The moment I saw that I was extremely joyful.
Seeing my crush run around naked almost qualifies as a feast for the eyes!
"Count me in to watch!" Thinking about that, I immediately sent him a private message.
Austin quickly replied with a meme that signaled me to shut up with no more replies.
After a while, undeterred, I sent another message, "Don't be so petty."
Unexpectedly, I found out that my message sending failed because he added me to the blacklist.
Oh well, I've been chasing Austin for over a year, but never saw any hope of success, maybe he just doesn't like the kind of girls like me.
Frustrated, I tossed my phone aside and buried myself under the covers, hoping to find solace in sleep.
The next day, with the black eyes thanks for Austin, I met the guy in front of the library door, and he also spotted me.
I didn't greet him obsequiously like I usually do.
Instead, I grunted softly, and rolled my eyes dramatically, then quickly walked past him.
I headed to the second floor and found an empty seat.
To my surprise, Austin followed me up and sat in the empty seat next to me.
This was unusual.
Normally, he wouldn't want to sit with me, claiming I asked too many questions and that it interfered with his study progress.
But thinking back, despite his acerb words, he always patiently explained questions for me before returning to his own homework.
I shook my head, trying to banish thoughts of Austin from my mind. Yet, I couldn't help but recall the embarrassing moment when I first met him.
It was a dark and windy night, and I accidentally fallen asleep in the library till its closing time. Had I woken up any later, I might have being locked all night and experienced a "Night at the Library".
Glad for waking up just in time, I quickly gathered my books, and joined the few crowd leaving the library.
Perhaps because I had slept too much, I felt my brain and feet were not working together well enough. Somehow, I tripped over myself when I was one or two steps from the ground.
And then I instinctively grabbed onto the pants of the guy in front of me for support. It's reasonable for people in critical moments to seek for help.
I thought I could turn it around, but I took a big fall. Instead of saving myself, I ended up on the ground, along with his sweatpants, which I seemed to have pulled down.
Joining me in the embrace were the sweatpants of the guy in front of me.
I guessed I yanked it off.
I looked up to see SpongeBob SquarePants on the boy's boxers grinning at me, and Austin, the pants' owner looking down, was taking a deep breath.
My face turned from white to red. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me. Please! Just swallow me now!
I bit my lip, ignoring the pain, and apologized with all the sincerity I could muster, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."
And I struggled and tried to get up.
He said, "Could you let go of my pants first? I need to pull up now."
I paused my newly puckered ass, realizing my hand was still clutching his pants.
And I quickly let it go in a panic. In the next moment, he pulled them up.
After a few seconds, he turned around and extended his long, tender fingers to help me up.
I trudged to my feet, sneaking a peek at his demeanor to anticipate if he was about to punch me or kick me.
To my surprise, he was looking at me too. When I looked up, I was deeply impressed by the boy's stunning face, or maybe just because I knew such a few attractive guys in the past.
Austin's handsome face seemed to bloom in my heart since then.
I gulped and tried my best to show my sincerity "I'm really sorry, classmate, I'm really sorry about earlier. How do you think if I treat you to a meal?"
Austin nodded with a cool face and asked softly, "Can you still walk?" I gritted my teeth and insisted, "I can walk! No problem."
Austin gave me a once-over, nodded, and just walked away. He did just walk away alone!
I cursed inwardly, what a clueless guy who didn't know how to care about girls.
I said I can walk, and he just let me alone? Didn't he know women often say one thing and mean another?
If he had offered to help me, maybe our romantic story would have begun.
I have to admit that I'm the average and confident kind of girl, never doubting my unattractive appearance was the issue.
Muttering to myself, I slowly moved forward.
Not long after that, I saw Austin returning to me on the dimly lit path.
He raised an eyebrow at me, blocking my way. Towering over me, Austin lowered his gaze and pulled out his phone, displaying a WhatsApp QR code, "Just scan."
I frowned, thinking he was back to extort me.
I can't believe I'm being charged for merely looking at his pants. What a great loss.
Annoyed but knowing I was the wrong side, I reluctantly took out my phone to transfer to him.
On impulse, I asked, "need I pay more to look in the front?"
Austin paused for two seconds, giving me a look that was hard to read.
Oh my god, I covered my mouth, cursing myself for speaking my thoughts aloud.
I lowered my head guiltily, not daring to meet Austin's gaze again.
This night, I experienced two humiliating things, and even with the same person.
Destroy the Earth! Right now.
In the eighteen years of her life, Brianna had endured relentless abuse from her family, living in constant fear. One fateful day, two dignified figures approached her and revealed a shocking truth: she was their long-lost daughter, heiress to the wealthiest family in the city-the Owens. Desperate for love and acceptance, Brianna hoped to escape her past. Instead, she fell victim to Cassie, a cunning impostor who manipulated their parents against her while feigning distress. Rather than forging a connection with her real family, Brianna found herself betrayed and isolated. When a car accident left Brianna in a vegetative state, she found herself able to listen to everything around her, though unable to respond. Bitterly, she realized her parents didn't care for her; they visited just once. A month later, Cassie visited, disconnecting the ventilator before leaning in to whisper coldly, "Goodbye, my dear sister. You shouldn't have come back. You are meant for that despicable, wretched family." Somehow, fate granted Brianna a second chance. Reborn and fueled by rage, she vowed to make everyone who had wronged her pay dearly. This time, she would seize the life that had been stolen from her.
Noelle was the long-lost daughter everyone had been searched for, yet the family brushed her off and fawned over her stand-in. Tired of scorn, she walked away and married a man whose influence could shake the country. Dance phenom, street-race champ, virtuoso composer, master restorer-each secret triumph hit the headlines, and her family's smug smiles cracked. Father charged back from abroad, mother wept for a hug, and five brothers knelt in the rain begging. Beneath the jeweled night sky, her husband pulled her close, his voice a velvet promise. "They're not worth it. Come on, let's just go home."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
After five years of playing the perfect daughter, Rylie was exposed as a stand-in. Her fiancé bolted, friends scattered, and her adoptive brothers shoved her out, telling her to grovel back to her real family. Done with humiliation, she swore to claw back what was hers. Shock followed: her birth family ruled the town's wealth. Overnight, she became their precious girl. The boardroom brother canceled meetings, the genius brother ditched his lab, the musician brother postponed a tour. As those who spurned her begged forgiveness, Admiral Brad Morgan calmly declared, "She's already taken."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul-her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband's entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I'm out of your league."
Mira found herself sold to her greatest enemies, who turned out to be her mates. She never expected to feel so much desire toward them, battling the bond while uncovering secrets that would shatter her world. The Lycan brothers-Rowan, Damien, Lucian, and Kai-are cursed, and the only cure lies in Mira's death. But how can they sacrifice the one woman they're bound to love?
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