[NovaHD mpreg] Single But Not Ready To Mingle [+ONESHOTS]

[NovaHD mpreg] Single But Not Ready To Mingle [+ONESHOTS]

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My Little Pony
Warning: implied mpreg, foul language and one or two slurs After getting into a one-night stand and being dumped, James was forced to raise a child. At first, was considering the worse like dropping it off to an orphanage. His heart changed when he saw his little miracle and thought, "18 years or so isn't so bad." So he took on parenthood, alone. Hard to take one two YouTube channels and a baby. Having no one to fall back on when needed. He doesn't even rely on praying to help him. The thought of falling in true love did seem far fetched and too unrealistic to James now. Since he had a one-night stand that changes his life's completely. But what happens when his right one in shining armor is under his nose and is swearing, "I don't like shit on my face, dude!" Note: profile update ahead before oneshots. And oneshots will happen, sooner or later, idk. No preg moments or sex. Just focusing on love shit you know? Alright, start reading, dawg!
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It was just one night. One room. No promises. No confessions. Just two people- who should've walked away. But something about the way they looked at each other... The way silence held more meaning than words ever could... Made that night less of a mistake and more of a memory neither body could forget. Now, two years later, they're back. In the same city. Under different names. Carrying the same ache. She has someone new. He almost moved on. But love doesn't always announce itself- sometimes it just lingers. What happens when: - a closed room remembers what the world forced them to forget? - bodies touch again, but hearts hesitate harder? - one mug, one bed, one white shirt brings everything rushing back? "Unfinished things don't die. They wait. In bedrooms like this - with people like us." 🌙 A poetic, slow-burn Hinglish story. Of what was never said, what was never supposed to happen, and what still might - if they dare. Read if you like: ✨ Emotionally mature tension ✨ Silent glances louder than love letters ✨ Bedroom intimacy with poetic restraint ✨ Chapters that feel like old voice notes you never deleted 📌 New Chapters Every day 📍 Instagram + Wattpad Exclusives 💬 Comment "I've been there" if you've ever left a room and still felt touched

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