The One-shots revolve around the journey of a devoted single father navigating the complexities of parenthood and his deepening bond with his sons. Each story highlights the unique challenges and heartwarming moments they share, capturing the essence of love, resilience, and the unbreakable ties of family. If you are interested, please check it out. I hope you enjoy it.

ပုံသဏ္ဍာန်ချင်း မတူညီတဲ့ ချစ်ခြင်း​မေတ္တာ​​​လေးတွေကို စု​ပေါင်းထားပြီး ခိုလှုံလိုက်တာနဲ့ ​နွေး​ထွေးလုံခြုံသွား​စေမယ့် အိမ်​လေးတစ်လုံး။ (Punishment Type ပါ၀င်​နေတာ​ကြောင့် အဆင်​ပြေမှသာ ၀င်ဖတ်ပါရန်)

Alissa Iris De León the daughter of both the Spanish and Italian Mafia. A week after she was born she was sent away from her 2 brothers to live with her father. Alexandro De León, Alissa's father and the leader of the 1st powerful mafia which is the 'Italian Mafia'. He is the most feared man in the world and is known to never show emotions. They call him the 'THE DEVIL'. You utter a word to him or even make a little mistake he won't hesitate to kill you. After 12 years of living with him she became a copy of him no she became even worse than him. On her 13th birthday she was sent back to live with her mother and brothers. 2yrs of living with them her mother was presumed to be 'dead' and they were sent to live with their uncles who were surprise surprise the leaders of the American Mafia.

Smutt Fluff Maybe angst this will contain lesbian, gay and straight (if it's straight, the male will not be dominant it's all femdom.) BDSM

𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 Book 3 Unforgivable Series #2 Where should your husband be when you're having a difficult, risky pregnancy? Right by your side! Where was he though? With his childhood best friend and business partner, partying, kissing and making out or worse. All marriages have ups and downs, but once you take a one-way route of cheating, there is No Going Back.

Sxs Oneshots 🤪

18+စာဖြစ်သဖြင့် ချင့်ချိန်ဖတ်ပါရန်🥝🥝

Collection of different Indian short stories.

𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧. 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.

အထက်တန်းမှာ ကြိုက်ခဲ့တဲ့အချစ်ဦးလေးနဲ့ 3နှစ်ကြာပြီးနောက် ပြန်တွေ့သောအခါ...