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MAD WOMAN
My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.Complete
A Walk Through Hell *ABANDONED*
I sat in my first period english class, my teacher grading papers or whatever it is that teachers do when you walk in. Soon the first bell rung, and people filed in. The usual suspects, the nerds, the cool kids, the "we hate liz" kids, and so on and so forth. But Imagine my surprise when I see a kid with blonde straighted hair, and an under cut roll in. And I mean that literally, he rolled in, in a pair of healies. I couldn't take my eyes off this peculiar specicimine. A woman from the office handed my teacher a note, who then attended her attention to the odd looking boy standing behind her. "What's your name?" She smiled. "Jaimie." The boy smiled right back.Complete
Joker Out One Shots/Imagines - fluff only
Here I will publish One Shots about the Members of Joker Out. (tho I can see myself making most of those about Nace..) Just when something pops up in my Mind and I want to write it down somewhere. And since this happens quite Often in the last Time, I decided I'll just do a "Book" where I publish Oneshots. :) But it also can happen that i won't publish anything for a long time bc i don't have ideas or time or whatever so please don't be mad when i don't publish anything in a long time. :) One thing clear for the start, i don't like this whole y/n thing so i'm using real names in this. And another Thing, this is probably gonna contain mostly fluff stuff. Not bc i don't enjoy smut but i can't really write that. Have Fun reading. ;)
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. . . . . . . . đăng lên để đọc offline, vã lắm rồi :v chắc chắn sẽ xóa :) credit: https://archiveofourown.org/works/4191765/chapters/9467490Complete
𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓 - 𝕿.𝕸.𝕽 Old version of A Queen In Red
𝔄 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔰. ℌ𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔞 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔯. ℌ𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔰 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔴𝔫. 𝔄 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔥 𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔰. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔭𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔧𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔶. 𝔗𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔡𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔢 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔒𝔫𝔢. 𝔗𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔢. 𝔗𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢. 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱. 𝕁𝕂 ℝ𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘.Complete
Game on! (Edser One Shots or Fun Shots)
This will be a series of one shots based on reader suggestions. I'll try to tag all the readers who have made the suggestions as I go along!
Maze Runner Imagines (female reader)
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Flames of Passion in Los Angeles *COMPLETE*
This is a sequel of both my books, 'That One Flight' and ' Love In Belgrade', I'd recommend you reading them first (if you haven't) to make the storyline more clear. *This book has some explicit content* *EXTRACT FROM THE STORY* I look through my phone again and I see that Ana has texted me. I smile as I read through her messages. Ana: Hey, are you asleep, if so, I am sorry if I woke you up. I just wanted to say that I love you. Ana: And I miss you so much. Too much. Then I see she sent me another message, a short while after her last one. Ana: James, are you okay? Please text me whenever you can. I love you. I can feel my heart is beating faster. James: Hey baby, I am fine. But I'll be better if you were here beside me in my bed. ;) James: How is my birthday girl? James: Ana, I miss you so fucking much too baby. Just the thought of you makes me go so hard. I can't wait until I see you again, kiss you again, hug you again, lick you again, eat you again... fuck you again. Fucking hell, I need to see her, but in person. Ana: You know that me getting wet, plus being out in public does not go together all that well ;) She is wet? Fuck me... James: I am going to make you rain the next time I see you, that is my promise to you ;) Ana: That is not helping my leaking problem, you know that? James: I know... I am just saying what I will do to you the next time I see you. Ana: James! You are going to make me squirt in public... James: Oh... I can't let that happen... Ana: Thank you god... James: You can only squirt for me, only on me.Complete
My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.
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