"‏أكون معك بكل هذه الطمأنينة،فكيف لا أفضلك على الجميع" "‏ضع يدك بيدي كأننا غيمتان متمسكتان تُريد أن تٌمطر" __________________________________ رواية للكوبل التايجين ، تحتوي الفاظ شاذة لا تناسب البعض اتمنى ان تنال اعجابكم و شكرا 🖤

فتىٰ ذو السادسة عشر المُدلل يخسرُ والديهِ بِلمح البصر. بعدما كانَ لَهُ الحياة بِأكملها ، الان لا حياة لَهُ. مالذي سيحدثُ له؟ و من ذالذي سيعوضهُ عَن الفقدُ الكَبير و الفاجِعه التي أنهت حياتهُ بِعيناهُ. ... مُكتمله. بدأت 2018/7/23 انتهت 2019/3/1

انهى حب ثلاث سنوات .. لأنه أحب فتاة أجنبية .. ولكن بعد ان تزوجها علم ان زوجته لا تقارن بها .. فهل سيعود لها ؟ الكاتبة : حلا صلاح

علي.... الحب لایعرف حدوده وهاذ ما فعل قلبي تعلق في حب جارتي الصغیرا وطالبتي المشاکسه ❤ زینب ..... لا اعرف ان کنت سالتقیک مجددا ولاکن انته اصعب من ان تکون شخصاً عابراً في حیاتي انته استاذ قلب فتاة مشاکسه لاتعرف الحب سوا بك ......

هـل تايكوك كوبل حقيقي،أم أنه فقط من صنع المعجبين؟ __________ كشـف الحقائـق لـ كل الشيبرز✔ __________ لا أسمح بـ تكذيبي أو الشتم في كتابي،الجميع يستطيع التعبير عن رأيه بـ إحترام فقط أي قلة أدب بلوك سريعاً🚫. 🐯+🐰=💜..

min yoongi had noticed that park jimin has been acting odd lately. he was perfectly fine not to question it, until one day he came home to see the boy asleep in his bed, cuddling a huge teddy bear with a pacifier in his mouth. started ; march twentieth, 2016 finished ; august twenty seventh, 2016 160917 - 100k reads 161228 - 200k reads 170307 - 300k reads 170527 - 400k reads 170711 - 500k reads 170910 - 600k reads 171210 - 700k reads 180218 - 800k reads NOTICE: little space is a kink in the BDSM community, however, in this fic it is completely nonsexual. loosely defined, little space is a headspace that an adult falls in to to escape the stresses of everyday life. please stop bashing the fic because you're uneducated, if you're going to bitch and moan -- don't read it.

"Roses are red, violets are blue-" "Violets are purple, believe me I would know."

I have been summoned home, back to the dry desert landscapes and the lush oasis estate home where I was born and raised until I was sent off to attend the western schools like most sons of wealthy Arabic families. I didn't want come back for the reasons that caused my parents to demand my return. I didn't want to have anything to do with my maternal Grandfather, but the ancient tyrant was dead and as a good son, I returned to the land of my birth and do what is required of me. If it wasn't for my angel of a mother, I would have stayed State side where I was happily enjoying my life and the freedom to be who I am as I managed our families multiple business corporations there. Now, I must see to the estate and business holdings the old man has left behind for the El-Hamin legacy once again expand its wealth. The maternal side of my family's money and its import and export companies has been finally released from the iron fist of the old man's control. Little did I know that when I inherited this responsibility, I also inherited something that will shock me to the core of my soul. An undiscovered secret that the aged bigot has kept locked up in a hidden room in the master suite of his palatial home. The bastard continued practicing an antiquated custom that the men of my line have long ago ceased to adhere to in these modern times. I found myself placed in a situation that will bring me to my knees and challenge the beat of my heart.

Who would've thought the big bad alpha could be that submissive. -