histórias de 1990

This story happens in the 1980s to 1990s era. The story revolves around Naina and Vikram , the male and female lead of the novel. They both are getting married through an arrange marriage. Together they navigate through life.. Naina is a beautiful and shy girl . She is twenty years old and is now getting married to the guy her parents chose for her . She haven't met her to be husband yet but has seen his photo. Vikram is a handsome and well built man. He belong to the a different village than Naina . He too haven't met Naina yet . Vikram and Naina's father's were childhood friends and they decided they arranged their children's marriage.

Nicholas Slovacek, the dangerous hot-head, and Marisol Rojas, the sensitive beauty, cross paths during the ferocious boot camp of US marines.

နွေဦးစတော့မယ်တယ့်။ ဒါဆိုသေချာပါတယ်။ ဆရာသန်းတင့်စကားနဲ့ဆို ဒီရာသီမှာဒီပန်းတွေပြန်ပွင့်အုန်းမှာပဲ။ ပြီးတော့ကျွန်တော်တို့ ပြန်ဆုံမှာမဟုတ်တော့ဘူးဆိုတာရယ်။ - ရိပ်ငြိမ်

Eric Martin "Mr Big" | Oneshots 2025 Here you will find some oneshots of Eric Martin from Mr Big.. They all very sweet and gentle assume contains of young Eric in 1990 or Eric in 2010 and so on. Anyway, in some cases, there will be lemon which means spicy exclusive part will be there, I know I don't tend to write them. But for the sake of my mind, I will. 🤭😩🤣 I hope you enjoy it, just something I had ofcourse. started: 15/06/25 Ended: ??/??/?? 🥉63 in #europe (28/06/25) 🥉28 in #1970s (03/08/25) 🥉24 in #1970s (16/08/25) 🎖5 in #mr.big (19/12/25) 🎖10 in #1990 (07/02/26) By: @MinsyDepp

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ɢʀᴀᴅᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏғ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴍɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴇᴇʟᴇʀ ғʟɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏʀᴋ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴅs ᴜᴘ sᴛᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ʜᴇ ʜᴀsɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇɴ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ғᴇʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ. ᴡɪʟʟ ʙʏᴇʀs ʜᴀs ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ʟɪғᴇ, ɴᴇᴡ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ ᴍɪᴋᴇ ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇs. *ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 "𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝑺𝒐 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈" 𝒃𝒚 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊 𝑿𝑪𝑿, ★♬"ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴇs. ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴜᴘ. ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇs ᴅᴏ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ. ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ sᴏ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ. ᴊᴜsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ" ♬★ ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||| 0:10

ᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ ᴋᴀsᴘʙʀᴀᴋ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀ's ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴏʏ ʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘs ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ, sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs sᴘɪʟʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴄᴋ ʜɪᴛs ᴍɪᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ. 𝚊/𝚗: 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝!!!

A new and peculiar person comes to the small town in which Y/N lives in. When she meet the new guy, she starts to take a liking to him. But the more time they spend together the more jealous or angered the town folk get and the more things start to fall apart. *I don't own Edward Scissorhands or anything all I own is the cover. Credits goes to Tim Burton Also slow ass updates cuz I'm in school* Started: 8/13/2020 Ended:

Its been a whole 5 years. 5 years since everything. 5 years since the demogorgon, the mind flayer, the russians. Everything. So, why not take a little trip to celebrate? A little trip to a place called "Shady Side, Ohio". Sure, some bad things have happened here, but that was years ago. The party will be just fine. Right? (I'll change the cover later)

She has always written to strangers. At fourteen, when the world felt too heavy for a quiet girl with mismatched eyes and a heart too soft for silence, Elara Whitmore found a way to make loneliness smaller-one letter at a time. What began as a simple act of kindness became a ritual. Ink as comfort. Paper as home. Now twenty-three, Elara still believes that some wounds don't need medicine-just words. When she's assigned to Staff Sergeant Rowan Hale-thirty years old, six-foot-four, decorated, distant, and deployed-she expects another quiet exchange of pleasantries. He has no listed family. No one waiting. No one writing. And he almost refuses her letter. Almost. Rowan isn't a man who talks about feelings. He doesn't believe in soft things. Not in hope. Not in promises. Certainly not in love written in cursive on cream-colored stationery. But Elara writes anyway. She tells him about the oak tree outside her window that bends but never breaks. About the way silence feels different at night. About how having one green eye and one blue makes her feel stitched together from two worlds. And slowly, impossibly, he writes back. Across thousands of miles and between lines carefully folded into envelopes, something begins to grow-something neither of them expected. They have never met. They don't know each other's touch. They only have ink. But sometimes ink is enough to crack armor. And sometimes the most dangerous kind of love... is the one that begins with, Dear Stranger.

The butterfly effect; the idea that the smallest thing has the power to change the course of history. Even something as insignificant as timing, as simple as a sentence, a piece of information. The knowledge that Peter Pettigrew had been James and Lily's secret keeper shared at a different moment could turn the life of Harry James Potter into an entirely different story. With Sirius Black never sent to Askaban and Remus Lupin not being left utterly alone, the Boy Who Lived is raised by his godfathers instead of his muggle Aunt and Uncle. As much as these characters and universe belong to her I do not support J.K.R nor her transphobia. This is also an opportunity for me, as a trans individual, to reclaim this story and emphasize its message of love, diversity and acceptance away from the author's distorted vision of equality. (Also posted on AO3)

Violet Parr, Wallflower Blush and her brothers and sisters embark on an adventure beyond Savannah, Ga to save their home from a new force of evil, making new friends along the way.

Michael Jackson has a three year old son who is In a homeless shelter his mother left him when he was only a baby since then they have took care of him what happens when Michael visits the shelter and finds out about his son when the manger told him about his son He wanted to take his son home with Him so he won't feel lonely being here in the shelter with these kids who are mean to him and didn't ask to be here

Well, well, well. Look who we have here. Storming off for a tale of adventure, or to satisfy the crave for more? You've been searching for a while, sometimes successful, other times, not so much, but it has led you here, somehow. To say that a tale such as this one was to satisfy this craving is too confident, as I do not know who you are or your beliefs and ways of life. Who are we? Are we all but lost? Maybe the craving keeps us tied to the ground when we are so close to the edge of the cliff. Who knows what could possibly be down there? What could possibly be in the unknown?

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dumb poems for dumb people (:

4 girl best friends are in a band called "The Elements" through 1970 to 1990. There was a trend where you make a deal with the "devil" in 1970. They did it for laughs and jokes until it got serious. They knew that they had to a pay price. Well the other 3 had too. What happened to them? Did they pass? What happened to the other girl?

When Abel runs away from her small town orphanage in 1990, she hops onto a cargo train and into an unknown place, upon her arrival she bumps into a stranger who offers her his kindness. But for a price..

Lisa's young woman, Kim, is more beautiful than her favorite daisies🌼🌼

He'd created a mirage of balmy sweat and long summers, hazy allusions and forgotten moments.

Please don't ask. (2017) Is spelled Hënry Bøwers (1990) Is spelled Henry Bowers normally This is going to be a gay story so if you don't like it...Sorry Plus the 1990s Henry is going to be a little wimpy...Sorry again