LETUP
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MatureComplete Sat, Apr 9, 2016<5 mins
Suasana McD petang tu macam biasa. Tiada yang luar biasa. Emma melangkah masuk dengan penuh terpaksa. Bukan mahu sangat jejak kaki di kedai yang orang panggil kedai yahudi tu. Tapi Emma tiada pilihan. Semua kedai tutup memandangkan hari itu merupakan hari minggu.
Walaupun terpaksa, itu tidak mematikan selera Emma terhadap makanan segera tu. Sebiji beger, kentang dan secawan besar air coke yang menggemukkan jadi pilihan Emma.
Ting.
Sms masuk. Emma malas mahu baca. Zaman serba canggih ni dia masih tak faham. Kenapa Zahin tetap mahu guna perkhidmatan berbayar tu. Beli henfon cikai. Alasan tak ada suit sedangkan kereta dua tiga.
Emma malas layan.
Suasana makin meriah. mungkin merek yang lain sama dengan emma. Terpaksa mengunjungi kedai yahudi ini untuk makan sebab kedai islam suka bercuti hari ahad. Entah. Emma maas fikir.
Mengadap seketul beger dan seberkas kentang. Emma ambil tempat duduk tersorok. Malas mahu berhadapan mata-mata yang sula pandang lain macam. Macam...
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"I'm Sorry." (Katelyn x reader)
Her hand was on the doorknob. Stopping me from closing it. I look up at the girl. To see tears in her eyes. Ones that she was trying so desperately to hide. Ones that she was trying so desperately to not let spill. "Please Blue. Just let me back in," she pleaded. I look at her. Parting my lips as tears pour down my own eyes. I guess I was weak also. The only difference is that she held hers in and I let mine pour. I let mine go. "Please blue. I'm sorry." Three years ago if you asked Katelyn how she saw herself, she would've said happy. She had a good wife and a beautiful daughter. But now, she isn't too sure that she would say that. She was divorced. She has to give her child up every other week. The love of her life was slipping by her fingers. This is definitely not the way she had imagined life. Three years ago if you asked (Y/n) how she saw herself, she would say fulfilled. She married the love of her life. She had a beautiful baby girl. Everything was going great. Until her past came to fuck up her life again. Until the demons came closer and she lost it all. All over again. Just like before. Both girls are suffering on their own. And it only gets worst because they both yearn to be together. They both yearn for the good days again. The days where they were madly in love with each other. Can they rekindle their love? Maybe. They both have to go through some tough demons. To be able to show their scars openly. Not just half-hearted. But they can do it. Right? This is my own original idea that I have created. If you want to use any part of it, you'll have to contact me. This will not go part of Mystreet or any other series. I do not own any aphmau character or your character. I only own characters that I have made up. All artwork, I took off the internet. If you are the owner and want me to take them down, then please feel free to message me via Wattpad. They will come down in less than 72 hours.Complete
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ð·ð²ðŒð»'ð : ð®ð¿ð² ððŒð ð°ð¿ð®ðð : " ðð²ð ð ð®ðº ð°ð¿ð®ðð , ððµð®ð'ð ð°ð¿ð®ðð ð¶ð ððµð¶ð ððŒð¿ð¹ð± ððµð®ð ð¿ð²ð³ððð²ð ððŒ ð¹ð²ð ðºð² ð¯ð² ðð¶ððµ ððŒð ð·ð²ðŒð»'ð ð/ð» ð¿ð²ð²ð ðžð»ðŒðð» ð®ð ð¯ð¶ðŽðŽð²ðð ðð¿ð¶ð¹ð¹ð¶ðŒð»ð®ð¿ð² ð®ð»ð± ðŸðð²ð²ð» ðŒð³ ðð»ð±ð²ð¿ððŒð¿ð¹ð± ðµð®ðe ð®ð» ð¶ð»ðð®ð»ð² ðð¶ð»ð³ðð¹ð»ð²ðð obbesion ððŒðð®ð¿ð±ð ðµð²ð¿ ð¯ð¿ðŒððµð²ð¿ ð¶ð» ð¹ð®ðð She ððŒðð¹ð± ð±ðŒ ð®ð»ðððµð¶ð»ðŽ ðºð®ðžð² ððµð²ðº ðµð²ð¿ð ð²ðð²ð» ð¶ð³ she ðµð®ðð² ððŒ ðžð¶ð¹ð¹ ðµð²ð¿ ððð²ðœ ðð¶ððð²ð¿ ððµðŒ is ð¶ð»ð»ðŒð°ð²ð»ð ð®ð»ð± ðžð¶ð»ð± ððŒ ðŒððµð²ð¿ð ð²ðð²ð» ððµð²ð ð®ð¿ð² ð²ðð¶ð¹ ððµð®ð ðð¶ð¹ð¹ ðµð®ðœðœð²ð»...!?
His Fake Bride
Tejaswini Franklin, an odd member in family of three , that too to that family , she never belonged but , still keeping the care of her adoptive mother , decided to let go that sin which had taken a huge blow on her childhood . For now , she wanted nothing but , to let go this forced identity and be a fashion designer to have an identity of hers and fly away from these chains . But , from when expectation started becoming reality and like always things started getting off the deal , when she crashed into karan sisodia on the very first day of her college . The young arrogant prince of most prosperous estate of colonial India . The supercilious prince not only brought her to unknown lanes of rage but , also to warmness in that frost forest o her heart but , the breeze turned and storm came . The story she had long expected to be rose turned a bloody tale of chaoes . Regrets had left , seed of revenge is sown , the motive of theirs, brought them in a contract marriage of six month . But , before the first spring even felt by the left beauty on the aisle , the ruthless truth came being reality of her. A truth which yelled, she is a long dead princess of raichand palace . A palace which had gone long into ashes of revolt. The yearn was too much , rage being the flame , the race started long , ending at the deadpoint . She is a key of treasure of grandest palace but, what makes the noises offshore is , The Black Diamond ! The black beauty which made her motivational struggle story to be a forbidden tale of mystery , conspiracies , revenge and red . Enemy is unknown, still the move had been played , a pawn is what she is ,under the tittle of queen to be facade . It's cards, what are unturned , the whirpools of past have come , wishing to take the present , aiming to end everything into nothing but , a flying sanddust... For knowing story of this bride , dig in the saga of thriller and love . Read " His Fake bride" by @bindasspayal.Complete
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â¢[ The writer is on a long hiatus due to stress but will come back soon !! ]⢠"ÊáŽáŽ sÊáŽáŽÊᎠáŽáŽÉªÉŽ áŽs! ÊáŽáŽs ÊáŽáŽáŽ ᎠáŽÊɪs áŽÊáŽáŽáŽ áŽáŽÉ¢áŽáŽÊáŽÊ!" The words i never thought i would hear.. (y/n) /1189191 the twin sister of emma but different from emma herself (y/n) was always a introvert kind of person not caring who is who and not even her sister but who knew one day it would change? =Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã=Ã= Dont mind me im just writting whatever is convinient to me [ïœïœïœ ïœïœïœïœïœïœ ïœ ïŒ®ïœïœïœïœïœ ïœ ïœïœ ïœïœïœ ïœïœ ïœïœïœ ïœïœ.] â ïœïœïœïœïœïœïœïž â ïž Ã - f i x i n g . . . - à tÌžhÌžiÌžsÌž cÌžoÌžnÌžtÌžaÌžiÌžnÌžsÌž sÌžoÌžmÌžeÌž mÌžoÌžmÌžeÌžnÌžtÌžsÌž tÌžhÌžaÌžtÌž mÌžaÌžyÌž nÌžoÌžtÌž bÌžeÌž sÌžuÌžiÌžtÌžaÌžbÌžlÌžeÌž fÌžoÌžrÌž yÌžoÌžuÌžrÌž tÌžaÌžsÌžtÌžeÌžsÌž à hÌ·aÌ·sÌ· Ì·aÌ· Ì·bÌ·uÌ·nÌ·cÌ·hÌ· Ì·oÌ·fÌ· Ì·gÌ·rÌ·aÌ·mÌ·mÌ·aÌ·rÌ· Ì·mÌ·iÌ·sÌ·tÌ·aÌ·kÌ·eÌ·sÌ· à also theres a lot of spelling mistakes also this is my first time actually completing a story and some chapters are random because something happened but i duuno what happened âïž áŽÊɪs ɪs áŽáŽsáŽÊÊ áŽ ÒÊáŽÒÒ áŽ áŽsáŽ. âïž -sáŽáŽáŽ little hot moments- -ÊáŽáŽáŽÉŽs áŽÊᎠɎáŽáŽ áŽÊÊáŽáŽ¡áŽáŽ ÊáŽÊáŽ- ð¿ðððŸððŒðððð: ðð©ðªðŽ ð¹ ð³ðŠð¢ð¥ðŠð³ ðžð¢ðŽ ðžð³ðªðµðµðŠð¯ ðð¢ðŽðµ ðºðŠð¢ð³ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ð€ð°ð·ðªð¥ ðžð¢ðŽ ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ðŽðµð¢ð³ðµðŠð¥ ðŽð° ðª ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ðžð¢ð¯ðµðŠð¥ ðµð° ð®ð¢ð¬ðŠ ðŽð°ð®ðŠðµð©ðªð¯ðš ð§ð°ð³ ð§ð¶ð¯, ðª ð¬ð¯ð°ðž ðªðµ ð©ð¢ðŽ ð¢ ðð°ðµ ð°ð§ ðšð³ð¢ð®ð®ð¢ð³ ð®ðªðŽðµð¢ð¬ðŠðŽ ð°ð³ ðŽð±ðŠðððªð¯ðš ð®ðªðŽðµð¢ð¬ðŠðŽComplete
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 Éaya da rayuwar sa to yayi haÆuri domin ban yi don cin zarafin sa ba, nayi ne domin gyara, domin rubutu da gyara shi ne buri na, FaÉakarwa ita ce tsari na, Ilimantarwa kuwa muradi na ne. Isar da saÆon amfana ga al'umma shi ne tunani na. AlÆalami na a kullum yana bin hanyar da zai riÆa gyara ne.Complete
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"Just tell me that it was all a misunderstanding!" Unhone dard bhari awaz mein pucha, aur bebasi unki awaz mein saf sunai de rahi thi jisne mera dil kachod kar rakh diya. "Please, I am begging you." Yeh alfaaz jaise teeron ki tarah seedha dil ke paar ho gaye. Unki awaaz ki dard bhari kapkapahat, unki aankhon ki nami, aur woh bebasi jo unke har shabd ke saath aur gehri hoti ja rahi thi-sab kuch mujhe tod raha tha. Meri saanson ki raftaar tez ho gayi. Maine apni aankhein band kar li, jaise agar maine unki taraf dekha toh apne jazbaat par kabu na rakh paungi. Lekin meri chup, meri khamoshi, unke sawalon ka jawab de chuki thi. Aur shayad yehi jawab unke dil ko sabse zyada chot pahuncha gaya. Ek lamba sannata chha gaya. Main bas unki saans lene ki awaz sun sakti thi-tez, bechain, aur dukh se bhari hui. "Was that all a lie?" Unki awaaz ab ek kanpate hue ilzaam ki tarah lagi. "Did you never love me? Not even for a moment?" Meri ungliyan meri dupatte ko bechaini se muthhi mein jakkar rakhne lagi. Main unse aankhein nahi mila paayi. Phir unhone woh shabd kahe jo mujhe meri hi nazron mein gira gaye. "Was this marriage also a part of your plan?" Ab ki baar, unki awaaz mein sirf dukh nahi, ek toot chuki rooh ki goonj thi. Jaise har umeed, har yakeen, har pyaar ek pal mein bikhar gaya ho.Complete
EN RATCHASIYEE ENN RATCHASANEYY
Enna Kathe na Oru alagana village le oru periya family Oor periya manushan oda peran than namma hero .. ( smart, intelligent,arrogant, extremely short tempered . ) Ivaruku ponnunga naale aavathu . US la irunthu avaroda business mudichitu ippo than ooruku vaararu. Adikadi ethavuthu thruvila na varuvaru. Innoru side la oru periya veetla elarum romba santosama irukanga yenna avangaloda ponnu velinatla irunthu varanga. Athan namma heroine Veelinatla irunthu ippo than ooruku varanga . But twist ennana intha rendu family kum aagathu. But ivangala epidiyavuthu serthu vachiranomnu namma heroin plan pandranga.. but intha pathi yethuvumey theriyame namma hero oorukula vararu .. (Smart , sweet , chirpy , loving , arrogant, funny) namma heroine paa. What will happen if this duo meet . How does our girl gonna patch up the family . Who once was so happy together.. Entha karapan poochi kannu pattuchi nu story le pakalam Okie ....ð ðComplete
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Her hand was on the doorknob. Stopping me from closing it. I look up at the girl. To see tears in her eyes. Ones that she was trying so desperately to hide. Ones that she was trying so desperately to not let spill. "Please Blue. Just let me back in," she pleaded. I look at her. Parting my lips as tears pour down my own eyes. I guess I was weak also. The only difference is that she held hers in and I let mine pour. I let mine go. "Please blue. I'm sorry." Three years ago if you asked Katelyn how she saw herself, she would've said happy. She had a good wife and a beautiful daughter. But now, she isn't too sure that she would say that. She was divorced. She has to give her child up every other week. The love of her life was slipping by her fingers. This is definitely not the way she had imagined life. Three years ago if you asked (Y/n) how she saw herself, she would say fulfilled. She married the love of her life. She had a beautiful baby girl. Everything was going great. Until her past came to fuck up her life again. Until the demons came closer and she lost it all. All over again. Just like before. Both girls are suffering on their own. And it only gets worst because they both yearn to be together. They both yearn for the good days again. The days where they were madly in love with each other. Can they rekindle their love? Maybe. They both have to go through some tough demons. To be able to show their scars openly. Not just half-hearted. But they can do it. Right? This is my own original idea that I have created. If you want to use any part of it, you'll have to contact me. This will not go part of Mystreet or any other series. I do not own any aphmau character or your character. I only own characters that I have made up. All artwork, I took off the internet. If you are the owner and want me to take them down, then please feel free to message me via Wattpad. They will come down in less than 72 hours.
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