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ÂM PHỦ CŨNG CÓ CÁI HAY CỦA ÂM PHỦ...ÔI DIÊM VƯƠNG ĐẸP TRAI

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Reads 610
Votes 53
Parts 3
Time 9m

LeHoangThienTuan

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" Cái ông kia ......... Ông phản bội tôi à? Tôi ghét ông .... Huhu........Tôi ghét ông " - Người phụ nữ khóc lóc
" Ai ? A phản bội em chứ ? " - Người đàn ông mặt đầy suy nghĩ , ngạc nhiên lẫn sợ bất ngờ.
" Ông đã hứa với tôi những gì trước khi cưới mà bây giờ lại phải bội tôi ? " - Mặt giận dữ đầy tủi hờn
" Anh phản bội em lúc nào ? " - Mặt đầy nghi vấn xen lẫn sự mê hoặc và động tác ôm eo cô gái
" Anh hứa là khi lấy tôi về anh sẽ quan tâm tôi, chiều chuộng tôi, sẽ không để ý bất kì cô gái nào mà......Sao bây giờ anh lại theo gái bỏ rơi tôi rồi ? " - Huhu....
" Oan cho anh quá! Anh có theo cô gái nào ngoài em đâu ? " - Mặt thể hiện oan uổng
Người phụ nữ chỉ tay về phía cô bé 3 tuổi đang cười túm tím trên chiếc đu quay trong công viên và khóc lóc :
" Anh yêu nó rồi, đúng không?...Anh bỏ rơi em hả? Anh không yêu em nữa anh ? "
" Nó là con chúng ta mà ? " - Mặt dở khóc , dở cườiAll Rights Reserved

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...He approached me and firmly grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards one of the cabins. In a rather brutal manner, he pushed me inside, blocking the door behind him. He leaned his hand against the wall, right next to my face... - I asked you something. What do you think about it? - His behavior deeply embarrassed me. Indecent thoughts started swirling in my head... Me... He... In this confined space... With other people, women, and men on the other side of the door, completely unaware... - We're alone. There's no one else with us. You can answer me honestly now... - They're... out there... and they can probably hear every word we say. Besides, what am I supposed to judge when you're not wearing any clothes? - Shhh! - He placed his finger on my lips... - You wouldn't want someone to hear you, right? - The guy closed the distance between us, pressing his whole body against mine... - Unless... you like it? Tell me, Nunu, do you like being loud? Do you enjoy it when others can hear? - He placed his hands on my chest and started unbuttoning my shirt with one hand... 🌈 - Hia... Look! - I exclaimed cheerfully, pointing my finger at the sky. - NuNew... You are the eighth color of the rainbow to me. - P' said suddenly. - The eighth colour, what does that mean? - Just... mine. - "The light looks so beautiful in the phase of dispersion..." - What? - Ah... Valeriu Butulescu described the rainbow phenomenon that way. I believe his words have a hidden meaning. - What do you mean by that? Sorry, Nhu, but you're the last person I know who would want to analyze some poet's profound thoughts. - Yeah, that's true, poetry isn't really my thing... 🌦 It was late at night, the rain was pouring, and a cold wind was roaring. The echo of doors slamming filled the street... With a backpack on his back, wearing a black hood pulled over his head, a boy with hair as black as coal walked through the Bangkok street in a direction known only to his soul...

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"I lost him, he's gone. If I'm not careful I will be too" -------------------------- He looks healthy now. His cheeks are rosy red, his lips aren't cracked. He looks good, he looks his age. But I still don't know why we're in the hospital. Alone, no, We're stuck in the room, his face pales. Like the day we got the news. No, wait what's happeing, His eyes, his body, his smile it all fades. I'm not ready, not yet. I just want to hold him one last time, give me one last chance to say goodbye. Just one more. "Sophia" Not now. I just need to say goodbye, let me say goodbye. "Sophia" I turn around, my hair is in my face, he's dissapeared, where is he. I frantically look around me. I'm in darkness. Empty, darkness. "Sophia" No, I had him. -------------------------- Killian Miller died four years ago. Leaving his sister Sophia Miller to grieve. What he hoped didn't happen, happened and now she has completely lost it. She isn't living anymore, but she's surviving. Each day harder then the other. August Stead comes into her life. Will he be able to help, will he be able to love again? -------------------------- Started: 27th July 2020 Completed: 12th October 2020 Editing completed: 27th December 2021

DASTAAN E MOHABBAT ✨❤️‍🔥 by MALIK__SUMAYYA

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Barrister Babu : Bidaai by VanduVishwkarma

He was sitting in a mandap. His mind was somewhere else. A voice was echoed in his ears. "Kopal meri baat maan ja beta" "Bol na kopal manega na meri baat" "Som aur batuk ko jarurat hai uski" "Kopal tu VIVAH karega na BONDITA se" "Meri aakhiri ichchha puri karega na kopal" ____________ She remove bettle leaf from her face for Shubho Dristi and both saw each other both have expressionless face. A tear rolled on both's eyes. A voice was echoed in her ears. "Apne chhote beto ke liye hum chahte hai ki tum ye vivah karlo hamaare bade bete se" "Hamaari behan ki ye aakhiri ichchha puri kardo beta" "Ek nanhi si jaan ko tumhari jarurat hai beta" _____________ "Main tumse kuchh kahna chahta hoon" Anirudh said. "Ji kahiye na" Bondita said. "Main kahna chahta hoon ki..... main.... tumhe...... apni patni nahi maanta.... maine sirf apni maa ke liye ye shadi ki hai" Anirudh said. "Main kisi aur se pyar karta hoon..... mujhe maaf kar do par main tumhe wo nahi de sakta jo ek pati apni patni ko deta hai.... please mujhse koi aasayen (expectations) mat rakhna...... tum sab kuchh ban sakti ho par meri patni kabhi nahi ban sakti" he said. __________________ Tap water was running. Shower was open. She was sitting under the shower on the floor hugging her knees crying continuously blaming herself but her voice didn't reached his ears due to sound of running water. _____________ "Kya Anirudh ne vivah kar liya... nahi aisa nahi ho sakta.. Anirudh aisa nahi kar sakta.... meri saari mehnat par paani nahi phir sakta..... kon hai wo ladki kya naam hai uska?" Saudamini asked angrily. "Ji us ladki ka naam Bondita hai" said her servant who was scared of her anger. "Bondita main nahi chhodungi tumhe" said Saudamini angrily. . . Kya ho paayegi Anirudh aur Bondita ke riste ki ek nayi shuruat ya phir shuru hone se pahle hi tut jaayega ye rista? Kya badlaav laayega Bondita ke jivan me Anirudh ki sachchaai ya ho jaayegi kisi ki bidaai??"

vớ vẩn 3 by Siro_0403

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ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴅᴏᴡɴ || ᴀᴠᴀᴛᴀʀ || ʙᴏᴏᴋ 2 by coredre4m

*+:｡.｡　　｡.｡:+* ᴅᴀʜʟɪÄ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍɪʟᴇꜱ Qᴜᴀʀɪᴛᴄʜ, ꜱʜᴇ ʙʟᴇᴅ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ, ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱʜᴇ. "ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ?" "ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ, ᴛÌʏᴀᴡɴ?" "ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ." *+:｡.｡　　｡.｡:+* ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 2 ᴛᴏ ꜰɪʀᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ʏᴇᴛ, ɪ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ!! ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴠᴀᴛᴀʀ 2 ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴠᴀᴛᴀʀ 3. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴋ!! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ!!

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