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A soft, innocent teenage romance with fun and enjoyment... #1 in enjoyment on 18/12/25 #1 in loving on 18/12/25

Like they say, faith is a bitch. After Many years of scandals, ramla finally meet badman not knowing he was her greatest enemy she sworn to ruin his life if she ever get encounter with her greatest enemy. Badman him self hated ramla with passion. Ramla a Seventeen year old, brutal and aggressive. Love boys stuff and act like a dude. While haidar, loves music play's a lot of games and bla bla bla. 〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰 "Your acting like a manwhore" "Am not a manwhore" "Ha your lying always hooking up with girls, allowing them to touch you." Anger was shown on his face, who the hell does he think he is. 〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰 Please vote, comment, and share. Please and please I do not like silent readers. I will be happy to see your votes and comment. COPYRIGHT: All rights reserve WARNING: strong languages, risk for children below 13. ENJOY.

She was beautiful she was smart but all above she was had a bigger part

An introspection of a mallu thread bare His/her innocence adaptbility and the properties which a mallu has that of liquid which can take any shape as that of a container. An intoxicating story till the lees.

Hola! You got some tea? Do you want to share something with someone but are too embarassed to tell your best friend to avoid that constant teasing? If yes,than just head into the book and if no, just read these confessions from people around Wattpad to pass your time.

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[ONGOING] His fingers pressed to my throat. Feeling the cold touch of his fingertips pressed to my skin. "I need you to breathe for me" I couldn't move. I felt the small trembles throughout my body. I couldnt breath. I couldn't move. I was shaking. I felt him. His hands suddenly found my waist, easing away back to my throat. Always such a fascination with my neck. "Her pulse Alex!" I'm too tired and messed up to deal with this. "E- its..its..." I know what it is. "Raven. Raven. Raven." The name cuts, echoing through the space, driving through the choked sounds. My name? Was that my name? I felt my muscles tightening below me. My toes and fingers are going numb. I felt cold. I can't do anything at this moment. No one can do anything for me right now. It's over. We had lost. Or rather we had won...and I just suffered the consequences of my actions and mistakes. No one else needs to die for me. No one else should suffer the way that I am. I can't breathe. I can't move. I'm dying. It's my fault though. I felt the warm tears slip down my face. Why would I cry? Why would I let myself cry when this was my fault. It's pathetic. "Raven. Nonononono, raven you need to wake up!" I'm awake, I'm just resting my eyes. This feeling of regret resonated within me. I won't escape death this time. And that's okay. I just wanted to be warm again. "Elisha! William found Quincey!" "Hurry! Bring him here!" It was so muffled that I barely heard anyone say anything. Suddenly an electric urge shrugged through my body. Bringing the feeling back into my arms and hands. I jerked my head forward, my whole body seizing up as I could barely feel anything. But a warmth blossomed through the pit of my stomach fighting the coldness away. "Alex! A Pulse! She has a pulse!" I couldn't see anything, barely hear anything. But I felt that familiar warmth. The warmth I crave to have. I wanted to stay this warm forever.

The story is about two haters who suddenly time travel in ancient time and started to support each other and fell for each other

Melanie Johnson had known sam and colby since elementary school. in a few months they would be leaving school and getting on with their lives. what will happen in those few months? and will anything happen after school ends? btw I love sam and colby vids!

*****this is not my original story***** Read My Past is Just Prologue By Louisa Dillon - Janet Longfellow finally understood that a loveless marriage couldn't last for long, so she asked for a divorce and left resolutely. Everyone was waiting to have a good laugh at her, and Nathaniel Webster was no exception. He believed Janet would come back to pray for his forgiveness sooner or later. However, he was slapped on the face every day after they got divorced. The heir of Longfellow Group? The mysterious genius of hacking? And she was even the well-known designer he wanted to work with! A popular best actor, a young racing driver, and an excellent rich single lined up to confess Janet. Nathaniel finally couldn't sit still. He knocked on Janet's door and confessed affectionately, "Honey, please forgive me. I love you, let's remarry." Janet responded, "Thank you, but I'm not interested. A loveless marriage can't last long!" The tables had turned. In conclusion, "My Past is Just Prologue" is a touching and poignant novel worth reading. Love, grief, and healing are universal themes that may be related to by anybody who has experienced the agony of losing a loved one. This novel is a must-read for anybody who appreciates inspirational tales of hope and redemption because of its gorgeous setting and engaging characters. I highly recommend it to anyone who loves contemporary romance or women's fiction.

Diana is just a heart broken chick with no intention to fall in love again. Just for a break she went off to another country, where she found someone whom she wasn't even searching and her life changes

As a year changes Everything changes!.A story based on a college life of a student named Zarah nathasha .she completes her 10 th class and unfortunately she joins a college where she didn't wanted to go. she bears so much troubles in her class 11.She was done with every single thing.But after getting into class 12 an incredible thing takes place in her life.. She gets a best gang And that's her friend circle .They name it as "CHOOSEN FAMILY "This gang has 12 members with 3 girls and 9 boys. Zarah Nathasha explores new world with her friends including her better halfs Luna and Ella🎀🫀✨

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Just posts about stuff I want to talk about or news about stories. Read if you want.

ive had the desire to write about my own life story. I'm only 17 well 16 but soon 17 years old, my life has been up and downs. I've been abounded by dad and my mother as well. through out my life people see me as the weird girl, now let me explain why.

games, games n only games

One day Randy decides he wants a pickle. Things happen and it's quite ridiculous.