The Billionaire Husband No Woman Wanted

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the entire first part with his family? trash like totally weird... BUT...Dun dundun it picks up and now it's not just readable its awesome... to those who read shattered innocence and survived the first 50 ch I'm telling u to do the same for this one

Must read this novel you will definitely like it

He opened the purify room door.

<p>Maka saat tiba waktu yang dijanjikan itu. Para dewa berdiri di barisan paling depan pasukan khayangan. Tangan menyongsong awan kegelapan, meminta abdinya untuk menyerang. Awan yang tampak lembut bergumpal layaknya bulu domba itu perlahan menghitam. Menggumpal seperti nila yang dibekukan. Marah bergejolak tak terhentikan. Saat itu, bagian kecil dari bumi yang disebut Calevo kehilangan cahayanya. Teriakan keputusasaan terdengar seperti melodi kematian yang akrab disapa. Manusia dengan segala kerakusannya akan disadarkan bahwa Tuhan tidak suka apa yang mereka lakukan. </p>

"Hmmm. Where should i start, .. ok . Once upon a time,".. Bang! Rattling chains can be heard." You fucking bullshit you gonna tell me a bed time story now?!". " you hotheaded idiot i said calm down! Im not even finished yet!". Once there was darkness, nothing exist but only endless darkness and there i was standing on it, like a young child lost in te wilderness, and as time pass by i got bored. So i created things. U know galaxies, planets, living beings to entertain myself but little did i know that while i am creating the universe out of boredom a part of me was taken away, or you can say my Godhood. Even if it was 1% of my power it made a difference, im not immortal anymore and my existence will cease to exist if this continues. Basicaaly the things i have created, the planets, and stars does not affect me but when i created intelligent beings, my power and my lifespan started to diminish. But i had found a solution to cover that. And that is faith, prayers to me and their undying praise in my name. And all is well, until i got bored again, and descended as a being in the 4 out of 5 main planets i created and have a life eventually learning their culture, traditions and everything. I even made a family in each of the four. But suddenly little did i know that when i created 4 of your rascal brothers they became the leader of their own planets and having some intelligence that i do and wanting my position, you know what they did? They buil their own monuments, church in their own name stealing all my lifespan away from me!. So here I am as weak as i can be hiding in this place where no one can reach me, but danger is still there. Basicaly as their fate power progress, my existence keeps fading away. So i had found a solution. And that is you my fifth Son. To kill those brother of yours and restore my power and yeah retirement also for i will give my power to you and enjoy stuff."

The majority of literature courses at the high-school level (and college, for that matter) are one semester in length, which makes it difficult to teach a novel. When curricula calls for the instructor to cover a certain number of authors and/or literary movements in a given course, devoting several weeks to one book is often impractical, if not impossible. Furthermore, the reluctancy of young readers to tackle a whole novel makes including one even more of a challenge. Yet the occasional longer work, something in between the short story and short novel, can be worthwhile for both teacher and student. Often, these in-between texts offer the concentrated plot line of the story coupled with increased character development and use of imagery/symbolism. These length fictions frequently have what novelist and scholar John Gardner called "an almost oriental purity. . . [an] elegant tracing of an emotional line" (183). There are several excellent pieces of writing which fall into this literary no-man's land -- some well-known, others not -- but finding them is often made difficult by book publishers who masquerade these briefer works as full-blown novels.

"What, late for what?" Tang Liang asked, what was Yun Anong late for? He knows she cleared out the rest of her schedule today for some reason.