17 ans, marocaine et turc, Zayira.. une fille complètement perdu sur sa vie, va bientôt être mise à la rue. Elle va faire la rencontre d'un groupe qui va changer sa vie à jamais..

" ඔයා මට රිද්දනවා සිතෙව්...." " අඩපන් තව අඩපන්...මගේ මල්ලිට කරපු දේට උබ විදවන්න ඕනේ..." " ඔයා ඉන්නේ වැරදි වැටහීමක...." " උබට රිදෙන රිදෙන වාරයක් ගානේ මට සතුටුයි..." " කවදාහරි ඇත්ත දැනගත්ත දවසක ඔයාට පසුතැවෙන්න වෙයි..." . . . . . . . . " එදා උබව තේරුම් නොගත්තට මට සමාවෙයන් මැණික...පුළුවන්නම් ආයෙත් මං ලගට වරෙන්...මට උබ නැතුව ඉන්න බෑ රත්තරන්..." සිතෙව් ❤️ විහස්

25 year old Y/N goes out to celebrate her birthday and meets a older fine women who may be a little to mature for her. After one night alone Y/N can't seem to let her go and fights to keep her attention.

This Is A Different Story. Book 1 completed.and Now Book 2 is going to be starting. 1). what if jayjay's father JASPHER MARIANO was the one here about the section e's plan when that time? 2). what if jeana Fernandez and jaspher mariano remarried? 3). what if after keifers return jay suddenly disappeared from HVIS and PHILIPIAN 4). After one month keifer and section e saw jay in a Halloween party with a man who was kissing her cheek .and she called him her own boyfriend 5). what if keifer turns a beast watson in that party 6). what if keifer try to do something wrong to jay 7). is this girl is our section e's mutya ? their doubt if she is not jay who was that girl ? is she related to jay . 8). after one month jays back to HVIS .but why section e is not chasing her ignoring her . why suddenly keifer started to hate her . didn't follow her

အထက်တန်းမှာ ကြိုက်ခဲ့တဲ့အချစ်ဦးလေးနဲ့ 3နှစ်ကြာပြီးနောက် ပြန်တွေ့သောအခါ...

this story is not for everyone

မြင်းထိန်းဒွိလိင်ကောင်လေးနှင့် မြင်းဖြူကြီးကြားက အသား အသား အသား။ အသားရှယ်စားရမှာမို့ အသက်မပြည့်သေးလျှင် ဆင်ခြင်ပါ။

short story.

လွှမ်းအာဏာရှိန် မင်းကို လူလိမ္မာလေး ထင်ထားတာ လူဆိုးလေးဖြစ်နေတာပဲ အဟွန်း ပိုင်ရှင်းသာ နောက်လိမ္မာပါ့မယ်😁

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ' 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 & 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.