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"ðð· ðª ððžð»ðµð ðžð¯ ð«ð²ðµðµð²ðžð·ðŒ,ðŒð±ð® ð¯ðžðŸð·ð ðœð±ð® ðžð·ð® ðð±ðž ððªðŒ ð¶ð®ðªð·ðœ ðœðž ð«ð® ð±ð®ð»ðŒ , ð±ð®ð» ðð®ðŒðœð²ð·ð®ð ðŒðžðŸðµð¶ðªðœð®, ð±ð®ð» ð¯ðžð»ð®ð¿ð®ð» ðµðžð¿ð® "ðð Niyati Shekhawat-a 21-year-old girl with dreams in her eyes and secrets in her heart. Born into a traditional family where love was a privilege reserved for after marriage, she dared to love in silence. In the vibrant corridors of her college, amidst books and bustling laughter, she met a boy who made her heart flutter for the first time. Their story unfolded away from curious eyes-hidden glances, secret dates, stolen moments that felt like eternity. She loved him with all her innocence, believing he was the forever she had always dreamed of. But life, in its cruelest form, has a way of testing the most delicate hearts. One unexpected incident shattered the fragile world she had built so carefully. In a moment when she was already falling apart, the one she trusted the most-the one she believed would stand by her-walked away, leaving her in pieces. Yet, fate wasn't finished writing her story. There was someone else. Someone who always seemed annoying, distant, maybe even selfish in her eyes. But when everyone else turned their backs, he stayed. He saw the pain she tried to hide, the tears she never let fall. And without asking for anything in return, he loved her-fiercely, selflessly, completely. He wasn't her first choice, but he was the one written in the stars. He was her destined soulmate. Because sometimes, love doesn't come with grand entrances and perfect beginnings- It finds you when you're broken, and teaches you how to feel whole again. ---
My, What Big Teeth You Have
ð ð©ð¢ð¶ð¯ðµðŠð¥ ð©ð°ððð°ðž, ð¢ ðžð©ðªðŽð±ðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ð®ðŠð¢ð¥ð°ðž ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¢ ð¬ð¯ð°ð€ð¬ ð°ð¯ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð¥ð°ð°ð³... ðð§ ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð±ðŠð¯ ð¶ð±, ðžð©ð¢ðµ ðžðªðð ðºð°ð¶ ð£ðŠ ðžðŠðð€ð°ð®ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯? A collection of sfw monster stories because Wattpad won't let me be spicy! ð
TOGETHER (completed)
⥠ð»ððð ðð ð ðððð ðððð ðððð ððððð ðð ðððð ðððððð ððððð¢ ððððððð ð ððð ððð ðððð ððððððð. ððð ððððð ðððð ððð'ð ðððð¢ ððð ðð'ð ðððð ð ðððððð ðð ððððððð ððððððð. ððð'ð ðððððð ðð ððð ðððð ððððð ððð ðððð ððð ððð ðððððð ððð ððððð. â¥ð°ðððð ðð ð ððð¢ ðððð ððððððð ðð ðð ðððð ððð ðððð ðððð ððð ððððððð ððð ððð ð ð ððð ðððð ðððððð. ðððððððð ðð ððððð, ðð ðððððð ððððððð ðð ðð ððð ðððð ð ðððð ððððð ððððððð ððð ððð ðððð ðð ððð ðððð ðððð ðððð ðð ððð'ð ðððððð. ðœð ððð ððððð ðð ðððððððððð ð ðð¢ ðð'ð ðððððð this way. ðšðš ð©ðð ð©ð¬ð€ ðð€ð¢ð ððð§ð€ðšðš ðððð ð€ð©ððð§ ðð® ðððð£ðð ~ ðð§ððªðð£ð, ð¢ððšðªð£ððð§ðšð©ðð£ððð£ð, ðð£ð ððððð¥ð©ðð£ð.Concluida
áŽÊᎠáŽáŽ¡Éªê±áŽáŽáŽ ê±áŽáŽÊáŽáŽê± (*Completed*)
"ᎠáŽÉªê±ê± ê°áŽÊ Ꭰê±áŽáŽÊáŽáŽ?" ðŠðµð² ððµð¶ððœð²ð¿ð²ð±... "ððšð¯ð¢ð§ð ð²ðšð® ðŠðð² ðð ð ð¬ð¢ð§ ððð¥ð¥ð, ðð®ð ð¢ð'ð¬ ð ð¬ð¢ð§ ð'ð¥ð¥ ð§ðð¯ðð« ðð¥ððð§ ððšð«..ð§ð²ð¹ð¹ ðºð² ððµð®ð ððŒð ð»ð²ð²ð± ð²ðð²ð» ðð¶ððµ ððµð² ðžð¶ðð ð³ðŒð¿ ððŒð ððŒ ððœð¶ð¹ð¹ ð²ðð²ð¿ð ðð¶ð»ðŽð¹ð² ððŒð¿ð± ððŒð ðžð»ðŒð." ð ððºð¶ð¿ðžð²ð± ð¹ðŒðŒðžð¶ð»ðŽ ð®ð ðµð²ð¿ ð¶ð» ððµðŒðð² ð±ð¿ðð»ðžð²ð» ð²ðð²ð. "ðð¡ðð§ ð'ð¥ð¥ ðŠðð€ð ð¬ð®ð«ð ð§ðšð ððš ðŠð¢ð¬ð¬ ð ð°ðšð«ð ððð¥ð¥ð¢ð§ð ð²ðšð® ðð¡ð ð¬ððð«ððð¬, ððð©ð¢" ðð¡ð ð¬ðð¢ð ð¬ððð®ðð¢ð§ð ðŠð. ðð¡ð¢ð¬ ð°ðšðŠðð§ ð¢ð¬ ðð«ð¢ð¯ð¢ð§ð ðŠð ðð«ðð³ð². ðð¡ð'ð¬ ðð¡ð ðšð§ð ð ð°ðð§ð... ðð¡ð'ð¬ ðð¡ð ðŠððð¢ðð¢ð§ð ððš ðŠð² ð¬ð¢ðð€ð§ðð¬ð¬... ðð¡ð'ð¬ ðð¡ð ðšð§ð ð°ð¡ðš ððð§ ðŠðð€ð ðŠð ðððð¥ ð¥ðšð§ðð¥ð², ðð®ð ð¡ðð©ð©ð² ðð² ð¡ðð« ð¬ð¢ðð...Concluida
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"ð¢ðžð¶ð®ðœð²ð¶ð®ðŒ, ðœð±ð® ð¶ðžðŒðœ ðŸð·ð¯ðžð»ð°ð®ðœðœðªð«ðµð® ð·ð²ð°ð±ðœðŒ ðªð»ð® ðœð±ð® ðžð·ð®ðŒ ðð±ð®ð»ð® ð®ð¿ð®ð»ððœð±ð²ð·ð° ð¯ðªðµðµðŒ ðªð¹ðªð»ðœ - ðªð·ð ðŒðžð¶ð®ð±ðžð, ð¯ðªðµðµðŒ ðœðžð°ð®ðœð±ð®ð»." ðŒðð ðð ððð ðððð ðð ðððð ððððð, ðððð ððððððð, ððð ððððððððð ððð ðððððð . ðªðð ðððððð ðð ððððððð ? ð·ððð ððððð: ð ððððð ðð ðððððð, ððððð, ððð ððððððð ðððð ððððððð ðð ððððððð. ððð ð·ðððð ðšðððððð , ðð'ð ðððððððð ðð ðð ð ððððð ðð ðððððððð-ððð ððððð ððð ðððð ðððð. ð©ðððððð ðððððððððð ððððððððð, ððððð ððððð ððððððð, ððð ð ð ðððð ððððð ðððð ðð ð ðððð, ððð ððððððð ððððð ð ððððððððð ððððð. ðšð ðððððððð ðððð ððð ðððððð ðððððð ð, ððð ðððððððð ððððððð: ðððð ðððððððððð ðððð ððððð, ðð ððððð ððððConcluida
The Silence Within
ðð©ð¢ðµ ð©ð¢ð±ð±ðŠð¯ðŽ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ð£ðŠð€ð°ð®ðŠ ð°ð¯ðŠ ðµð©ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðŽðžð°ð³ðŠ ðºð°ð¶ ð©ð¢ðµðŠð¥? ððªð°ððŠðµ ðð¢ð®ðªððµð°ð¯ ðŽðµðŠð±ð±ðŠð¥ ð°ð·ðŠð³ ð©ðŠð³ ðªð¥ðŠð¢ððŽ, ð®ð°ð³ð¢ððŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðŠð®ð°ðµðªð°ð¯ðŽ ð§ð°ð³ ð°ð¯ðŠ ð®ð¢ð¯ ð£ð¶ðµ ðžð¢ðŽ ðªðµ ðžð°ð³ðµð© ðªðµ? ðð°ðž ð§ð¢ð³ ðžð°ð¶ðð¥ ðºð°ð¶ ðšð° ðµð° ðšðŠðµ ðžð©ð¢ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ðžð¢ð¯ðµ? ****** "ðŒ ð âðð¢ðð âðð£ð ððð£ðð ðððððð ðð¡ âðð. ð»ð ð€ðð ððððððððð. ð»ð ð€ðð ðð£ðððŠð¡âððð ðŒ ððð¢ððð'ð¡ âðð£ð. ðŒ ðððð€ ððð¡âððð ð€ðð¢ðð ðð ð¡âð ð ððð ððð¡ðð âðð. ðð¡ððð, ðŒ ð€ðð ðððð€ð ð¡ð âðð ðððð ð ððð¡â ð¡ð ð ððððð. ðŒ ðððððððð ð¡ð ðð ðð¢ððð¡, ðŒ ðððð£ðð ðð¡." ððŠðððð ðð ððð ðððConcluida
ðððð ð»ððð ðœðððð ðŽððð.
ᎠáŽáŽÉªÉŽáŽÉªáŽ áŽÉŽáŽáŽÊ áŽáŽáŽáŽ áŽáŽÊÉŽs ɪɎáŽáŽ ᎠáŽÉŽáŽÉŽáŽáŽ¡ÉªÉŽÉ¢ ÊáŽáŽ ᎠÊáŽáŽ ᎠáŽáŽáŽáŽÉŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ ɪɎáŽáŽ áŽÊᎠÒáŽáŽáŽs áŽáŽáŽáŽs áŽÊáŽáŽ....... .......ÒɪɎᎠáŽáŽáŽ.. As it continues.. áŽÊáŽÊ É¢áŽáŽ áŽáŽ áŽÉŽáŽáŽ¡ áŽÊáŽáŽáŽ áŽáŽáŽh áŽáŽÊáŽÊ. ÊáŽáŽ¡áŽáŽ áŽÊ áŽÊᎠᎠáŽÊáŽáŽÉŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ áŽÒ áŽÊᎠᎡáŽÊÊᎠáŽáŽáŽáŽs áŽÊᎠɪÊÊáŽáŽÉªáŽÉŽáŽÊɪáŽÊ áŽÒ áŽÊᎠÊáŽáŽÉªáŽÉŽáŽÊ.. .... . ....... ÊáŽáŽ ɪáŽáŽÊÊÊ áŽ áŽÊáŽáŽÉŽáŽáŽ áŽÊáŽ. " ɪ ÊáŽáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽ sᎠáŽáŽáŽÊ áŽs ÊáŽÊÊ áŽáŽÉŽ ÉŽáŽáŽ áŽÊ ÊᎠ" "ɪ'ᎠÊáŽáŽ áŽs ÊáŽÊÊ áŽÉŽáŽ ɪ'ᎠsáŽÊᎠÊáŽáŽ ᎡáŽÉŽ'ᎠáŽÊÊᎠáŽáŽ sáŽáŽ áŽÊᎠÊáŽÊÊ Éª áŽáŽssáŽss ð¥ð¢ð¥ ððð. " "ÊáŽáŽ ᎠáŽÉŽ'ᎠáŽÉŽáŽáŽ¡ áŽáŽ ᎢáŽáŽáŽ áŽÉŽ ɪ'ᎠáŽÊᎠáŽÉŽáŽ ᎡÊᎠᎡáŽs sáŽÉŽáŽ ÒÊáŽáŽ ÊáŽÊÊ áŽÉŽáŽ ÊáŽÊɪáŽáŽ ᎠáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽ ᎡáŽÉŽ'ᎠÊᎠáŽÊÊᎠáŽáŽ sáŽáŽ áŽÊᎠáŽáŽáŽ¡áŽÊ ɪ ÊáŽÊᎠᎡɪáŽÊɪɎ áŽÊᎠÊáŽÊÊ. " áŽÊɪs áŽÊáŽáŽáŽáŽÊ ÊáŽs sáŽÊáŽÉŽÉ¢ ÊáŽÉŽÉ¢áŽáŽÉ¢áŽ , ᎠɪáŽÊáŽÉŽáŽáŽ áŽÉŽáŽ explicit sex scene.Concluida
Tainted Desires : Bound By Misfortunes
ðœð€ð€ð 1 ð€ð ðððð£ð©ðð ððð§ðððš "ðšðððð ððððð ððð ðððð ððð ðððð ðð. ð° ðððð ððð. ðšððð ðððððð ððð ð ðððððð ððð ð°'ðð ðððð ðððððð "~ ðŒð£ð£ðððð©ð ðððð ðªð§ " ð°'ðð ððð ððððð ððð. ðµðð ððð. ðµðð ðððð. ððð'ðð ðððð ðððð."~ ðð±ðµð¶ð¿ð®ð· ðŠð¶ð»ðŽðµ ð¥ð®ððµðŒð¿ð² ðšð ðº ðð ðºðŒðŸ ð ðŸðœ ð»ð ðº ððºð ð¿ðŸðºððŸðœ ð»ð ðŸððŸðððððŸ, ðððºððŸðœð ððð¿ðð ðœðŸðœ ðºð ðºð ðºðððð ðºðððŸððð, ððŸðºðð ðð ððºððŸ ððð ð»ðŸðð ð¿ðððŸððœ, ð ðŸð¿ð ððð ðððððŸð'ð ðŒð ðððŸðð ð¿ðððŸððœ ðððððºððŸðœ. ð ð ððŸ ððŸððºðððŸðœ ðð»ð ðððððð ðð ððŸð ððºðð, ðºð ðððŸððð ððŒðºð»ð ðŸ ððð ð ðœððŸð ððð ðð ððŸð. ð¡ðð ðððŸ ðððŸððððð ððŸððºðð ðððð ð ðð ðððŸ ðºðð - ð¶ðð ð ðððŸ ðŸððŸð ðœðððŒðððŸð ðððŸ ððððð ðºð»ððð ððð ððððð ððŸððŸðð?
"ðð· ðª ððžð»ðµð ðžð¯ ð«ð²ðµðµð²ðžð·ðŒ,ðŒð±ð® ð¯ðžðŸð·ð ðœð±ð® ðžð·ð® ðð±ðž ððªðŒ ð¶ð®ðªð·ðœ ðœðž ð«ð® ð±ð®ð»ðŒ , ð±ð®ð» ðð®ðŒðœð²ð·ð®ð ðŒðžðŸðµð¶ðªðœð®, ð±ð®ð» ð¯ðžð»ð®ð¿ð®ð» ðµðžð¿ð® "ðð Niyati Shekhawat-a 21-year-old girl with dreams in her eyes and secrets in her heart. Born into a traditional family where love was a privilege reserved for after marriage, she dared to love in silence. In the vibrant corridors of her college, amidst books and bustling laughter, she met a boy who made her heart flutter for the first time. Their story unfolded away from curious eyes-hidden glances, secret dates, stolen moments that felt like eternity. She loved him with all her innocence, believing he was the forever she had always dreamed of. But life, in its cruelest form, has a way of testing the most delicate hearts. One unexpected incident shattered the fragile world she had built so carefully. In a moment when she was already falling apart, the one she trusted the most-the one she believed would stand by her-walked away, leaving her in pieces. Yet, fate wasn't finished writing her story. There was someone else. Someone who always seemed annoying, distant, maybe even selfish in her eyes. But when everyone else turned their backs, he stayed. He saw the pain she tried to hide, the tears she never let fall. And without asking for anything in return, he loved her-fiercely, selflessly, completely. He wasn't her first choice, but he was the one written in the stars. He was her destined soulmate. Because sometimes, love doesn't come with grand entrances and perfect beginnings- It finds you when you're broken, and teaches you how to feel whole again. ---
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