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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Capture A Husband: My Asian Mother's Quest

"I don't know. Some Chippy I guess."

"Me. I want some Piattos! Sour and cream."

A bunch of fourteen years old girls were frolicking outside a school at three o'clock in the afternoon. They are buying snacks that aren't allowed at their school canteen. A school guard was watching over them from a distance.

They weren't allowed to go out of the school but they begged the school guard to let them buy some snacks at the sari-sari store, a stone away from the school gate.

The guard was already used to the group of girls. One or twice a week, the same group of girls would beg whoever was on duty at the main gate to let them out to buy snacks. At first, the guard won't agree to the girls' request. After all, the school would be the one responsible if something happened to the girls.

The Boy Who Won't Talk