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#1 in the Healing Series 𝑱𝒐 𝒕𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒚, 𝑺𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒚🥺❤️‍🩹 "When two shattered souls collided, the pieces of their hearts intertwined. Hamna, scarred by her father's neglect, and Arham, wounded by his mother's abandonment, found each other in the darkness. Together, they dared to hope: could their brokenness be the foundation for healing, or would it tear them further apart? 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄 . CEO X STUDENT . SUDDEN MARRIAGE . POSSESSIVE MC . STRONG FMC . PAST TRAUMA . TOUCH HER AND DIE . BOTH FELL HARDER . SOFT ROMANCE

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Jason Mors, a 14 year old boy, gets his life turned upside down when his missing best friend Kaiyla turns up after being pronounced dead for a little over a year.

"I can still remember the day. An entire fleet that made anything we thought we knew a joke. Most of us were speechless at the sequence of events that occurred during that time: The mere fact that us humans were never 'alone' on this planet, or in this universe, drove most persons insane...The ensuing chaos was inevitable, all over the globe our races erupted and lashed out against each other; our entire planet plunged into the period now dubbed 'The Fall' After being chased from planet Earth, and being greeted with: unwelcoming neighbours, ravenous life forms and harsh weather phenomenons, Earthlings have grown somewhat accustomed to their lives in the cold nether regions of outer space. Welcome to Gaecea, a planet that once thrived as an execution ground for criminals whose crimes deemed them worthy of death sentences. Located in the far corners of the Paluzoan galaxy, it 'was' listed as one of the most naturally hostile planets - it has, however, been the home of Earth's races for the past 500 years. Driven to the edge by high intergalactic toll rates, prejudice and constant attacks- the desire to survive, defeat their enemies and eventually return to Earth has been rekindled. In order to accomplish this, various individuals are vigourously trained in a modified art of combat to test their compatibility in becoming S.I.N.C.R.O elites - wielders of fully customized alien biotech weaponry. "We didn't lose to the invaders, we were just too busy fighting amongst ourselves. Disunity ultimately lead to failure, and it came with a heavy price- we lost our home" Join the battle to regain Earth.

Hey!Ever heard of a white horse i am sure you have but a white horse story?sit back and enjoy my story as i tell you a story about a white horse who takes you to somewhere really mysterious especially if you are into fictional stories you will love reading it and if this book reaches a good amount of audience i am going to publish it in a book version i have dremt of being an author and i want to make it a reality

Forever Friend💖

This story contains fluff,smut,angst🌞🌞This story is for karl stans so enjoy yall Karl stans.Btw theres no that much of violence part.

A new school year starts and a boy moves in next door. He's not like other people. But she's not trying to fall in love. Then things change How we met read now!!

THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN BY A SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT NAMED SCARLET BLESS ARGUELLES AND LOVELY FAITH BOCAOCO THE CHARACTERS AND EVENTS DEPICTED IN THIS PHOTOPLAY ARE FICTITIOUS. ANY SIMILARITY TO ACTUAL PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

||Featured on AmbassadorsAfrica's reading profile|| ||Featured on AmbassadorsNg's reading profile|| ||Open Novella Contest Africa 2021|| * To find his beloved wife, Óshún and heal his broken heart; Cupid comes all the way to Lagos, Nigeria. He crosses path with a girl, who seem to be Óshún. A girl blessed with strange powers yet cursed with resurrection. For this resurrection comes with a price. A price too painful to pay. . . * 🏆||First Place Winner for Chick Lit in The Seasonal Contest Summer 2021 edition|| 🏆||First Place Winner for Romance in the African Writers Awards 2021|| * Cover by: @Sophie_Songs Word Count: 22K Started: February 2021 Completed: May 2021

Elaine Davis starts "dating" the popular boy walker scobell as a joke for April fools but I don't this this is a joke anymore. P.s you are 13 and nothing inappropriate.

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Alissa, has every thing she wants and own the best of everything. Has the perfect boyfriend who she is not in love with. She meets a thief who loves adventure named Peter. Who will she choose? Wrong or Right? Lover of Hater? Read to find out

always being the dumb one

Questions and Answers for me or possibly about me- Ask my anything

Minahal ni Clo si Jo kahit ang kaniyang mga dahilan ay tila'y hirap paniwalaan.

I love you

IDK

The Promise Land is a place where everything seems to come true. Basic things such as buying the things you want at your fingertips or more exotic things such as so much cash you could burn it. But however this man's version of the promise land is something many suburbanites talk for granted and then some. He experiences whiplash after re-adjusting to the ways he used to take for granted himself. Melbourne was calling for him and it's home. Home, home, home.

My dream now is much like your abandoned bloodline. She died today, died before my eyes, crushed & crumbled into monolouges---i call them her last words. My dream, she is like my Ammi's heart, and not like my Baba's cracked ceiling. I didn't weep, for a moment I couldn't feel her loyalty, all of a sudden, she left as if she never belonged, but, but she left me saying that--- i die when fools like you wake up to sanity. I was fourteen when i first met my dream on a winding way to obscurity, she was a abnodoned ocean of love, who averaged her way to free me off shackles--- shackles made out of the scraps of their tamed expectations. She walked me through thistles, held me in darkness, loved me like freedom and left me like stranger. I wish I could save her who once saved me, but, now I wish I had, She walked me on the road that then were my nerves, and the air that blew through them was my blood that carried life; She was a local metro window through which I would look at sunrise and sunsets, She was a habit I tamed to survive; but she died, so I died too. Thursday evening, we were walking hand in hand when Baba caught us for the first time, he didn't speak, but left me remembering my ' dignity ' I was always taught this art of sacrifice, Not only me, but all the men are taught this--- this art of sacrificing her, your dreams, sacrificing to walk in accord with your dignity, sacrificing to preserve your bloodline, sacrificing to walk with heads up--- because she was shame, who would bring forsighted regret. So, like all other men, i left her to death after knowing my ' dignity ' because small men dream small--- Baba taught me, i was small then. I wish I hadn't listened to Baba. I wish I had saved her. My dream died before my eyes, but I was too coward to save her.