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

She threw her phone at the foot of the bed as she dropped herself back on the pillows. Closing her eyes she let her mind wander on the conversation she just had with her mother. It still annoys the hell out of her the fact that she still hopes her mother would change her mind every time they talk.

She draped her arm over her eyes and tried to go back to sleep. After a few minutes of trying to shut everything in her mind, she scrambled off the bed, throwing the blanket away from her body, throwing the pillows off the bed as she screamed.

The voices in her head have no way of silencing. They were like a crowd of little demons, telling her everything that's wrong with her life. Infuriated, she stood up from the bed and walked to her closet.

A Secret