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banhdacuaxenetbo- Reads 98
- Parts 2
"Chào mừng em đến với khu dân cư của anh, nơi xây đắp tổ ấm bằng tình thươn-" "Thằng tổ trưởng chết tiệt lại cắt điện dãy tao rồi !" Vui lòng không nổi hứng tham khảo, truyện hoàn toàn do au nghĩ và viết. Stealing là tôi oánh đó. Không có has cp. Warning: Ngôn từ có tục, vui lòng không chê văn au, tại au biết au dở.- Reads 98
MeisaGomez- Reads 61
- Parts 3
Esta historia se va a tratar de una chica que viene de una familia muy religiosa, ella también cree en Dios, tiene perspectivas bastantes altas de como va a ser su vida, por ejemplo: terminar la universidad, amar a Dios, conocer a un chico, casarse y que esa persona le acompañe hasta el fin de sus días, pero la vida puede dar muchas vueltas y una de esas vueltas es "El".- Reads 61
NiaKesslerNicoliti- Reads 22
- Parts 2
Do demons hide secrets? Of course they do. Some carry ancient surnames, stained fortunes, and desires they would never confess out loud. Draco Malfoy is one of them. Cold, calculating, trained not to feel. His world is ruled by agreements, control, and pleasure without attachment. No love. No promises. Nothing that could weaken him. Everything changes when he meets Hermione Granger, a brilliant and stubborn painter who should have never crossed his path. One night, one mistake, too much alcohol... and an accidental marriage in Las Vegas that neither of them planned. The problem isn't the ring. The problem is that Hermione knows nothing about Malfoy's vices, nor the darkness within him... nor the rules that govern his desire. Will she be able to face the world he keeps under lock and key? Or will she run when she discovers that the man she married doesn't play at love... but at possession? Dare to read this Dramione-coded story, where the lemon is the driving thread and the drama slowly slips in to wrap around you, tighten... and never let go.+10 more- Reads 22
Caccablu777- Reads 281
- Parts 14
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, come le ombre nel cesso poco prima di liberarsi, o la scureggia menata tentando di stiracchiarsi Camminando spensierato e un po' male combinato un cane malsano mi penetrò nell'ano Subito quell'orrore durato ore ed ore tornai a casa col dolore e tanta cacca con amore la quale riposava felice nel cesso il quale era mio amichetto poi me ne andai saltellante e si liberò un energia blu-spennellante.- Reads 281
