Jyojiko

"What the fuck did you send over, Nicky?" Laurie is screaming over the phone at six fucking  o'clock in the morning.

"It has a note. And I believe that the message was clear." the name Nicky answered.

"Well that's exactly, why I am asking!"  she exclaimed angrily, glaring at the innocently looking red leather pill box, that is instantly recognizable as a famous jewelry brand, sitting on her kitchen counter, with a note that says - I heard you cry over a guy, here's a small gift to let you know that I'd marry you anytime.

With the familiar scrawling penmanship in the white piece of paper, she would know who sent her the note, even without calling the guy on the phone.

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When the guy you confessed to rejected you, and your two exes came back running—declaring they would marry you any time, what would you do?

Would you choose a familiar old love or the one that has your heart but doesn't want you?

And to add to the chaos, her mother is on a mission to marry her nearing thirty-something ass to any man who breathes. 

What should a girl do in such a situation? Run away, of course! 

But then, how far can you run away until all the life's decisions you screwed up in the past caught up with you and you ended up with no choice but to face them. 

Welcome to Laurie’s adventure and just to be clear this is not a love story BUT a quest.

[WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.]

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Book cover by Sendaline_16

Capture A Husband: My Asian Mother's Quest

"Tell me, Laurie, do you have a plan to tell me what truly is inside that crazy head of yours?"

She ignored Andrei's question and headed to the balcony that offered a view of the city, however, the night view of the city that Jiro showed her would always be at the top of her list.

She pulled Jiro's leather jacket closer to her body when the night breeze welcomed her when she stepped out on the balcony.

Gazing at the distance, she wondered what Jiro was thinking about her or if he ever thought of her at all.

She was at the club when they performed. She saw how women in the crowd screamed for his name. There is no shortage of women around him. Being one of the many in the crowd is something that she doesn't like.

Whenever she likes something, she doesn't like to share it.

"You really aren't going to tell me about this guy?"

It Wasn't Love