ကျောင်းသူတစ်ယောက်၏ စိတ်ကူးယဥ် အပြာစာပေဖြစ်သည်။ အသုံးနူန်းတွေကြမ်းတမ်းတာမို့ ၂၁ပြည့်မှဖတ်ပေးပါရန်။

සසර ගමන නිමා වන තුරුම අත් නොහරිමි ඔබව කිසි විටෙක..... 🤍🥀

A tale of a family which is nothing but chaos love each other but just ignore one of them ,Aadhya........

တအားရ်ိုင်းတယ် ဖတ်ချင်မှ ဖတ်။ +++ infinity ပါ။ အသက်ပြည့်ပြီးမှ ဖတ်ပါ။ အပြာစာပေ အမျိုးအစားဖြစ်ပါသည်။ အင်းစက်။

ရှန်နဂါး S2 ပါ ရိုင်းပါတယ် ဖတ်ချင်မှ ဖတ်ကြ။ အသက်ပြည့်မှ ဖတ်ပါဖရုတို့ ။ +++ ကိုမှ infinity ပါနော်။ အပြာစာပေ အမျိုးအစားဖြစ်သည်။ အင်းစက် ။

"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐. 𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘." - 𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒀/𝒏. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅.. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑲𝒊𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒋𝒊 𝑴𝒖𝒛𝒂𝒏.. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅.. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍, 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔..𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕, 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓.

×Mature× > She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride. Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there. But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans. Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story. Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty? Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)

❝𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙. 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚.❞ ❀❀❀ [issac lahey x oc] [teen wolf seasons two and three] started: february 1st, 2023 finished: december 2nd, 2023 rewriting / heavily editing !!

Love blackens the lamb. STEVE HARRINGTON ♰ cranewives, 2022. ╲ cover by dancefevers