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Ahoj moje meno je Katrin . chcem vám porozprávať príbeh o mojom kamarátstve a o mojom živote s mojimi kamarátmi a ne-kamarátov. V triede je nas 23 dúfam že sa nikto na mna nenahnevá ale píšem skutočnost a nehambím sa za nu ma naj kamošku menom zlá upírka tak dúfam že sa jej to bude páčiť.
v tomto príbehu neccem nikoho uražat ani za nič obvinovat . niektory ludia s príbehu budu premenovany . naša trieda sa delí na oblubených a menej oblubených a posledný su skor retardovaný ale sak zo srandy.
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I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***Concluida
Stay With Me.
What if, when Bakugo and Midoriya are older and hero's, one of them doesn't make it back from their mission as they thought they would. Bakugo and Midoriya had went out to help a couple other pro hero's. You may know them as Denki Kaminari (Charge Bolt) and Kirishima Eijiro (Red Riot). They were up against a villain who constantly enhanced his quirk the longer it took them to take him down but it wasn't as easy as it sounded. Besides this villain, there were others. Civilians he'd turned mad and forced them to use their quirks on the four boys. They couldn't hurt to civilians. They're innocent. But the villain, Madane, wasn't letting up and Dynamite was running out of stamina. An unknown blast was mere inches away from shooting Dynamite and, the number one pro hero, Deku, had jumped and pushed him out of the way just in time. Instead of it hitting Bakugo, it hit Midoriya. Right in the heart.. Will Deku fall from his number 1 throne, or will someone help him just in time?... And if he survives how will this villain be defeated? It all would crumble, and maybe fall into place. But maybe...it would fall into disparity. A Bakudeku Story. {Warning, there's mentions of types of mental illnesses and even seizures. You are warned.} ^but if you're in for heartbreak, then have a blast, my guy. [notice] The art in the photo isn't mine, and I give all credits to the art's magnificent artist and their talents. I also do not own these characters. They belong to Horikoshi who made the My Hero Academia Universe. I once wrote a BakuDeku story called "Why Am I Still Here". That was when I was much younger. My grammar has improved since then. I thank you all for any support. Don't be shy! Comment!!!Concluida
Adesewa the pregnant corper
After the 3 weeks orientation program of the NYSC, I was posted to a secondary school at Oyan for the one year service. I was given a room on the school compound at the Corpers' quarters. On getting to On getting to Oyan, I started looking for a Pentecostal church where I could be worshipping, and soon I was able to find one. Shortly after I started worshipping in the church, I joined the choir. Fortunately, it was at the time when the choir leader just left the church, and there was nobody to coordinate the members. Before I knew it, I was made the choir leader after being interviewed by the pastor, Pastor Williams. I was loved by everybody in the church, especially the choristers, because of my unique voice. Whenever I sing or lead a song, the whole congregation has a way of murmuring "Huuuuunnnnn!" with a sigh of satisfaction when they hear my voice. Most of the choir members were younger than me, so they call me "aunty" or "Sister Sewa". One of them was Bode, who used to play keyboard for us in the church. He was so gifted when it comes to instruments; there was no instrument he couldn't play. I always felt the presence of God whenever he was on the keyboard. I was named Adesewa after my late grandmother, who passed away shortly before I was born. My dad loved his mum so much, and hence transferred the love to me, believing that his late mother was the one who came back, more so, according to him, I was the mama's carbon copy. It was after he became saved, that he knew he was wrong. My second name was Yetunde. My dad saw me as perfect. Anything I did or said was right, even when I myself knew I was wrong. In a nutshell, I was his favorite. When my mum noticed that daddy was treating me like the apple of his eyes, she wasn't taking things easy with me at all. She spanks me at every slight mistake I made, mostly when my dad wasn't at home.Concluida
𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | ❦
His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicitConcluida
Meri - Tumhari - Humari adhoori kahaani
Adhoori aas chhod ke, adhuri pyaas chhod ke jo roz yuhi jaaoge, to kis tarah nibhaaoge ki zindagi ki raah mein, jawaan dilon ki chaah mein kai makaam aayenge, jo humko aazmayenge All that 'she' yearns for is a happy family that could last a lifetime. She had one but that failed unexpectedly and miserably! Fate was her biggest enemy! Yet she accepted life as it came. She is a happy go lucky girl with loads of love filled heart for everyone. A very strong, bold, optimistic person. Stays alone in her own 2BHK flat, but it's a paradise for her! All that 'he' yearns for is a friend, guide, a companion for lifetime ! Does he really need one? No! His mind says so ... but heart yearns... He is popular actor cum business man whose life was filled with bundle of joys and happiness only. But a fateful incident/accident changes lives of many. So how are these heartfelt yearnings going be fulfilled?? Kya yeh adhoori kahaani poori hogi? Watch out ! My very first attempt as a writer. Never thought i could ever do this job in my life. But am so glad I could put in my thoughts. I hope I atleast Match 1% of what u guys are doing! Honestly there's no comparison. PS - this is purely fictional story of mine. No replica or resemblance to real characters. But may be the character names, incidents can be of resemblance as I prefer to be the story extremely natural. Do encourage this budding buddy of yours !Concluida
The outcasts Love (Rebel Ateez x Shy female Reader) {Complete}
Have you feel like your been imprisoned in your own home. Not allowed to have friends, Not allow to enjoy company just work, study, and repeat. Well that is what I'm currently dealing with. My family was to much of a perfectionist who want everyone in the family to be like them. To learn how to be a perfect person and go off marrying some one who is also a perfectionist. But that's not me. I never follow the rules my family had when I was young. Being the problematic child in the family, I been called names, beaten and starved cause I wouldn't listen to the family rules. until one day, things got out of hand to the point I was saved a group of men Warning: Swearing, Mature content, abuse, blood and fightsConcluida
RAYUWAR CIKIN AURE
TSOKACI Wannan littafin tsokaci ne a kan rayuwar ma'aurata, abubuwan dake faruwa yanzu a gidajen Auren mu, da kuma matsalolin dake cikin auren. Duk wanda yaga labarin nan yayi iri ɗaya da rayuwar sa to yayi haƙuri domin ban yi don cin zarafin sa ba, nayi ne domin gyara, domin rubutu da gyara shi ne buri na, Faɗakarwa ita ce tsari na, Ilimantarwa kuwa muradi na ne. Isar da saƙon amfana ga al'umma shi ne tunani na. Alƙalami na a kullum yana bin hanyar da zai riƙa gyara ne.Concluida
A Full Moon Is Poison to Some, to Others, Magic (One Shot)
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My Wife is a Beautiful CEO 101+
A 23-year old man who graduated Harvard flew back to his home country to sell fried goat meat in his self-made small stall, representing a conservative generation of youth. He went to a bar looking for a girl to settle his lust and found a drunken beauty. They spent a wild night with each other, and the girl coldly and silently left in the morning in front of the guy's face, leaving a small red stain on the bed sheet. After a few days, she forced him to marry her for 2 years by contract, and after the contract expires he's free to do what he wants. She later revealed to him she's the CEO of one of the biggest corporation in the country. Will a girl with the burden of a giant corporation with her own emotional scar be able to find love and to share the person she loves with other beauties? Will a man who lived to kill his entire life, with the burden of being Hades, one of the 12 gods of Olympus, be able to set aside his responsibilities to live with the girl(s) he loves or to improve his godly skills to protect everything he cares for from an unseen threat?Concluida
Double Down (a double standards series) Dark Romance (Part 7)
I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..Concluida
I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***
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