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ကျုပ်မြတ်နိုးရပါသော ဒေါက်တာ [ Completed ]
" အိမ်ထောင်စုစာရင်းထဲ " ခွန်းသျှံဦးပိုင် " ဆိုတဲ့ အမည်လေးထည့်ချင်လွန်းလှလို့ ပြန်ချစ်ကြည့်စမ်းပါ ကျုပ်,ဒေါက်တာရယ် " #စိုင်းဝေခမ်း " ကိုယ်ကမိန်းကလေးတစ်ယောက်မဟုတ်ဘူး တိုးဝင်လာပြီးမှ အနာတရာတွေနဲ့မျက်နှာချင်းဆိုင်ဖို့ မဖန် တီးချင်စမ်းနဲ့ ဝေခမ်း " #ခွန်းသျှံဦးပိုင်Concluída
"ကိုယ့် ဘဝ အခရာ"
"မင်းပြန်မလာရင် ပြန်လာရမယ့်သူကငါပေါ့ အခရာ ငါကပိုချစ်တာကိုကွ"
" မူယာကြော့ ကိုယ်ဟန်ချီ "
Male Pregnancy typeမို့မကြိုက်တဲ့သူ မဖတ်ပါနဲ့လို့ ကြိုသတိပေးပါရစေရှင့်။ "ငါလက််ထပ်မှာ အမျိုးသမီးတစ်ယောက်ကိုပဲ ယောကျာ်းလေးတစ်ယောက်ကို လက်ထပ်ဖို့မပြောနဲ့ ချစ်စကားတောင်မဆိုခဲ့ဖူးဘူး။" "စကားပုံတစ်ခုရှ ိတယ်လေ၊နှစ်တစ်ရာလောက် ကုသိုလ်ပြုမှ တစ်လှေတည်း စီးခွင့်ရပြီး နှစ်တစ်ထောင်လောက်ကုသိုလ်ပြုမှ ခေါင်းအုံးတစ်ခုတည်း အတူတူအိပ်ခွင့်ရတာတဲ့။ခုလည်း ကိုကိုနဲ့တစ်ခါလောက် တွေ့ဆုံခွင့်ရတာနဲ့တင် သော်ဇင့်အတွက် လုံလောက်ပါပြီ။"
The Silent Sister
Alessandra has never believed in safety. Life never gave her a reason to. Pain carved her childhood, silence became her armor, and trust? That was a luxury she could never afford. So when she runs -- bloody, broken, and barely breathing, she doesn't expect saving. She certainly doesn't expect to be taken in by a family dripping in wealth and power and. . . warmth? A mother who refuses to give up on her. A father who watches like he's waiting for her to let him in. And six brothers. Rough. Protective. Complicated. Brothers, who don't know what to do with a sister who won't speak. She doesn't know how to trust. How to believe that maybe not everyone wants to hurt her. Every instinct tells her to run. To shut down. But they don't let her go. Not when she flinches. Not when she hides. Not even when she breaks. Happiness is for other people, or that's what she believes. But when love comes wrapped in gentle patience and fierce protection, when hands reach for her without demand, when hearts break themselves wide open just to hold her... she starts to wonder. Can a girl stitched together with silence and fear ever belong in a family built on love? Can she stand tall when the ghosts of her past refuse to let go? And when danger claws its way back into her life, threatening everything she's come to know... will she find her voice, or will she shatter all over again? Trigger Warnings: Child abuse. Violence. Addiction. Panic attacks. SA. Self-harm. Death, and more.
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In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.
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Held in Violent Hands
"Fine," she said. "If you won't take me seriously like this, I'll go put on my mafia outfit." Sloane squinted at her. "Your what?" "My mafia outfit." Before either of them could stop her, Lila jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. ____ Three minutes later, Lila came back. And Blair nearly spat out her coffee. Because apparently, "mafia outfit" meant she had dressed entirely in black-black cargo pants, a black long-sleeve shirt, black socks, and... Sunglasses. Inside. At breakfast time. Lila stood in the doorway like she had just stepped out of the world's least threatening action movie. "Well?" Sloane looked at her for a long moment. Then at Blair. Then back at Lila. "...No." Lila frowned. "What do you mean no?!" "I mean you look like a twelve-year-old trying to rob a gas station."
![ကိုယ့်ရဲ့ဝေဟင်ငယ် [ Completed ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/409313406-256-k257579.jpg)
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