PREVIEW

... r new office.

It was a small room barely lit, papers scattered across the desk, shelves lined with files and boxes marked with names she no longer cared about.

Her hands trembled as she grabbed a framed picture of her and Henry, their fake smiles glared back at her.

"Piece of trash!" She screamed, throwing it against the wall. The glass shattered, raining shards onto the floor.

"How dare he?" she shrieked like a zombie.

"How dare he throw me out of my own ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
MTL - Card~ The new book "Invincible God of War" login starting point~~
 29.9k
3.2/5(votes)
ActionSupernatural

A new fantasy world built by Fang Xiang, please enter!

- Description from novelbuddy

My Mr. Gu is Courting Death AgainChapter 838 (END) - Last Chapter
 14.6k
4.4/5(votes)
RomanceDrama

As a fiery young shrew, Xu Weilai was confident that no one would be able to resist her charms. However, time and again, she was thwarted by Gu Yu.

Genius ClubChapter 1336 - 24 Fireworks and Clock Tower_2
 6.5k
3.6/5(votes)
AdventureDramaFantasyHistorical

“Since I was born, I’ve had the same dream every day, where the same day repeats over and over.”“What do you do in the dream?”“Rob banks, blow up buildings, flirt with girls, play Grand Theft Auto… since it’s a dream, I naturally do a lot of lawless things.”“Tell me what you did last night.”“Last night was more interesting. I’ve been dreaming for so long, but it’s the first time I’ve dreamt of someone I know in real life. She was a very beautiful girl…”“Mhm.” The police officer nodded while taking notes. “Go on, I’m listening.”

Why do I have so many masters?Chapter 890 - 99: Clouds Surge in Fury
 2.5k
3.2/5(votes)
Sci-fiAdventureMartial ArtsXianxia

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.