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Ella was kidnapped by the Greek mafia at just three years old and endured years of brutal torment until she finally rose to power. By sixteen, she had become the feared Donna of the Greek underworld and the legendary assassin known as Belladonna. But when CPS steps in, she is forced to live under the same roof as her six Italian mafia brothers, a family she never asked for. Can Ella learn to trust the people who want to protect her, or has her past carved wounds too deep for her to ever truly open up? "So... where are you shipping me off to? What foster home this time?" "No, Miss Drakos. We found your biological family." I looked at them, then back at him. "Yeah... no thanks," I said flatly.

Summer Time- Vybz Kartel

Same personality= toxic love?

So.. the universe basically got fucked over by not only one Doctor Doom. But two! Now there are a lot of heroes going around trying to fix this shit. But yours truly isn't even from this universe. He was just randomly pulled by Galacta. Or whatever her name is.

"Kanuu, explain something to me," Vidhi muttered, staring at the moon like it was his customer-care department. "Why did you invent men with egos bigger than the Himalayas but emotional maturity of a boiled potato?" She muttered swinging her legs sitting on the wall of empty terrace "Anyway, I've decided. If you ever plan to send one into my life, make sure he's quiet... because I'm not reducing my volume for anyone." ＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／ Arav rubbed his forehead and stared at the wall of the barracks like it had personally betrayed him. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. In ten minutes, that woman had questioned his strategy, mocked his serious face, called him "Mr. Gorilla," and then walked away like she had just delivered a public service announcement.. He exhaled slowly, the calm soldier in him trying very hard to stay calm. "God give me patience," he whispered. A pause. "...or a helmet. Because if she talks like that again, I might actually bang my head on this wall." ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ Captain I prefer chikne (clean shaved) guys more as my prey ~ Ofcourse I figured out by the type of reels you like ... Dr.. ~

Being Indian American feels like living in a pressure cooker wrapped in a smile. You're told to be perfect, productive, palatable - never loud, never intimidating. But travel to India, and you'll meet folks who are bold, stylish, confident, and unapologetically gangsta. DEAR DIASPORA, YOU'RE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER is a sharp, personal callout - not to India, but to the suffocating performance of "representation," perfectionism and intraracial competition that dominates Desi life in the West. This isn't a sob story - it's a truth bomb. A cultural essay that demands real freedom, not filtered branding. If you're ready to sip some realness, break free from the cage of expectations, and find your max pro aura - this is for you. 🍋 Bold. Tart. Sweet. Unfiltered. 🍋 Just like a glass of limeade on a hot day.

soft life, pretty moments & real lessons ✨ - vote -comment

"Woof, you're hot. Will ya be my mate?" *** If you were a friend of y/n, you would probably tell her that she reads way too much Wattpad. But y/n believes werewolves are real. And she believes that she is one too, because her howl... actually sounds like one. y/n's life is nearly perfect. At school, she gets to represent the werewolf community during Cultural week. People in the hallways bark a her - y/n loves whenever humans try to communicate with her. It shows that they are respective of her culture. At home, she gets to read as many werewolf stories on Wattpad as she wants, because her very controlling mother went missing two months ago, and Social Services doesn't give a f*ck about her. Nearly perfect. y/n doesn't have a mate yet. y/n decides to go on a search for the perfect mate, in the polite country of Canada, but a werewolf mate is not all she finds.

The ocean has always called to Prabha-not just as a dream, but as a destiny. Far from the quiet shorelines, Subtik writes stories that search for truth in a complicated world. When their paths cross, between endless waves and silent horizons, they discover that some journeys are not chosen. Some journeys call you-like the ocean.🌊👀

Y/n has always been the face of her father's company, a successful model who's built her career on beauty and reputation. But when she's asked to attend a business meeting with a powerful family she's never met, everything changes. At the meeting, y/n learns that her father's plan to grow the company requires her to marry the son of this unknown family, an arrangement she never saw coming. Now, she must navigate a world of power, family expectations, and choices she never imagined would be hers to make. Caught between duty and her own desires, y/n faces a decision that could change her live forever. ___________________ 𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘅𝘆/𝗻 ©HAJIME ISAYAMA ©marlborodelrey

Welcome to the everyday slice of life of Akane Shinomiya, who has currently died about 204 times so far~

(A͎𝖗𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖊.)_____________+ |adj. | |secret, mysterious, | |understood by only a few.| +---------------------------------+ "̶𝑻𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝... 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞"̶ Her aura radiates strength, her eyes glisten with superiority. ☾𝘎𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 ➪ ????☽ (𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆-𝗆𝖼-) ⁱ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒʷⁿ ⁿᵒʳ ᶜˡᵃⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵒʷⁿ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ᵉˣᶜᵉᵖᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃˡᵒʳᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵘⁿᵒʳᵈⁱⁿᵃʳʸ ᵈᵉᶜᵉⁿᵈᵃⁿᵗˢ; ᵃˡˡ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗˢ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ʲ.ᵏ ʳᵒʷˡⁱⁿᵍ!

enemies to lovers (rat edition). Steward is a helpless little rat who just wants cheese for his sick little brother (who he kills) but a mean rat named Octagon takes his cheese from him. Causing a forever lasting rivalry- wait are those rats falling in love?!

"She has a lot of potential. It's a shame all her life it has been restrained." Caroline Lupin has been isolated from everyone and everything all of her life but that changed when her father Remus Lupin was hired to be a professor at hogwarts and she came along. Her entry into the third year caught everyone's attention but that wasn't the main reason why she stood out. An hidden past, an uncertain present and an hazy future. Caroline will slowly find out the truth and perhaps realize she has a bigger role in that world than anyone would have thought. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = ->Some of the chapters include music. To hear it play the YouTube video on top of the first page (they will only play till certain pages tho) Special thanks to {gabbi} for the ideas 🖤(^o^)

Facing Heartbreaking Descisons , having family problems , and cant trust nobody , The life of Jayda Cheeves

I'm Eshani Rao and my college life is kind of grey? Don't mind the statement i personally love the colour; it's basic and blends quite well. At least that is what I wished for when i got an admission here. Now with my final semester underway, I made a prayer: " Oh kind universe don't send me any unexpected or problematic situations. I'm so happy with this boring life. In this final semester may only my degree and a job land on my doorstep- no problems please?" Guess what ? Prayers don't work that way. You surely must mention only what you desire, not what you don't need. And just like that, I was giving an interview to get into a dating reality show I never wished for. And meeting people I would have never crossed paths with.

" 𝗜 𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗛 𝗜 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗠𝗘𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨" " 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗜 𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗘"

Kloe is a stubborn teen, always thinks about herself and nothing more.How will she react when she sees the opposite sex that behaves exactly like her. And she's forced to marry him to pay for the mistakes her parents made. Will this lead to romance?Or they will be on each other's neck. **************** Did you just want to kill me or I'm part of your to do list? Why are you everywhere I go. Can't a girl have peace of mind around this school anymore." While I was busy rambling and shouting my lungs out to show him how pissed I was, he on the other hand just stood by the door staring at me like a crazy person. That was it, I've had enough of this, I walked over to him as I was about to give him a punch on those sparkling teeth, chiseled jawline and a perfectly arced lips that was when I blacked out. Great when I was so mesmerized by his handsomeness and ready to give him a punch I black out. Good job mother nature.

In which I appreciate and uplift melaninated women and men because this world brings us down time, and time again. May you drip in Melanin and be Black without apology.