Warning Stories

❗️၂၅နှစ် အသက်ကွာတဲ့ မာဖီးယားဘော့စ် အဆင်လေးနဲ့ လက်ထပ်ဖြစ်သွားတဲ့အခါ...

အရမ်းကို လက်တွေ့ဘဝနဲ့ ကွာခြားသော စိတ်ကူးယဉ်ဇာတ်လမ်းဖြစ်သည်။ ဖောက်ပြန်မှုနဲ့ ကလဲ့စားချေမှုကိုသာ အသားပေး ရေးသားထားသည်။ Warning!!! အဆင်ပြေမှ ဖတ်စေချင်ပါသည်။မကြိုက်လျှင် ကျော်သွားနိုင်ပါသည်။ကျေးဇူးပါဗျ။ crd.

အခန်းတိုင်းလိုလို warningပါမှာဖြစ်တာကြောင့် ၁၈နှစ်ပြည့်ပြီးမှသာ ဖတ်ကြပါရန် 🍼🍼🌚🌚🚨🚨

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အခန်းတိုင်းလိုလို warningပါမှာဖြစ်တာကြောင့် ၁၈နှစ်ပြည့်ပြီးမှသာ ဖတ်ကြပါရန် 🍼🍼🌚🌚🚨🚨

လူကြီးစာပေပါ ကြိုက်မှ ဖတ်ပါနော် အသုံးအနှုန်းတွေ ရိုင်းပါမည် ၁၈ နှစ် ပြည့်မှ ဖတ်ပါနော် အသက် မပြည့်ဘဲဖတ်မိရင် တာဝန်မယူပါနော်

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My best friend Cass died on a Thursday. Three days later, at 2:47 AM, she sent me a voice note. Eight seconds. Her voice - exact, specific, the texture of eleven years of friendship. She said: "Don't take the 22 bus tomorrow morning." I almost didn't listen. The next morning a 22 bus on North Clark Street in Chicago lost brake function and collided with three parked vehicles. Fourteen people injured. Two critically. I would have been on that bus. More voice notes followed. Each one more personal. More impossible. More accurate than the last. Each one in her voice. The laugh that started before the funny thing finished. The specific way she said my name that nobody else has ever said quite right. Each one knowing things that were never written down. Never texted. Never recorded anywhere. Things only Cass could know. And then I found her notebook. What Cass had written in the six weeks before she died changes everything about what the voice notes were. They were not warnings. ⚠️ Completely standalone horror story. No prior knowledge needed. Full narration on YouTube - ColdPresence. Link in profile. Check your sent voice notes when you finish reading. Make sure you remember sending every single one.

Race series#1 Grand Prix motorcycle racing champion and a Cruiship captain in miller cruis company "Lucia Madeleine blanchefleur Miller" Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari ang kanyang tahimik na pagiging captain ng barkong sinasakyan nila ng libo libong pasahero, ay biglang nagkagulo dahil sa pagsabog sa ibabang bahagi ng barko Sunod Sunod ang pagsabog na kaniyang naririnig pati narin ang mga palahaw ng mga taong humihingi ng saklolo Wala siyang nagawa upang tulungan ang mga ito dahil ang iniisip niya ng mga oras ba iyon ay ang kanyang anak na nasa sinapupunan niya.....

Mia Kate Johnson starts off as a twelve year old girl, who is forced into surviving an Apocalypse and taking care of her little sister. Thinking there is no hope in surviving, she meets a man who keeps them going. Mia and Emma becomes apart of a larger group, that makes them feel at home. Even if it is a bunch of teenagers. Some chapters are a bit longer than others. Some details are a little brutal.

𓂁 ☼♒︎ The sea had always been unforgiving, pulling her under, again and again, teaching her how to survive, not how to live. She was used to surviving the sorrows alone, how to between between waves, how to stay afloat when the ocean turned cruel. But JJ didn't fear the storm in her. He met it head-on, he didnt calm the sea he just stayed beside her in it, until she realized she wasn't drowning anymore and for the first time, the waves didn't feel like something she had to face alone. ⚓︎ On the Outer Banks, there are two sides: Kooks and Pogues. Evie Diaz knows exactly where she belongs. Late nights at the Château, dangerous storms, and secrets she's been keeping for years, the lines start to blur but when JJ Maybank is always right there, pulling her into chaos with a grin and no way out. He's everything she's wants. And maybe the only thing that's ever felt real. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── The sun had barely climbed over the water, but the air already hummed with heat and salt. Summer on the Cut never waited for anyone. I was halfway down the dock when I spotted them. John B balancing on the boat's edge, Pope arguing about gas money, JJ flashing that reckless grin. Same chaos, different summer. And me? I told myself this year would be different. No trouble. No heartbreak. Then JJ looked up, grinning like he knew I was lying. If I'd known that summer would change everything, I would've said something sooner. Something about how his laugh always made my chest ache, or how I pretended not to notice when his hand brushed mine. But we were just friends. That was the rule. At least, until the Outer Banks stopped playing by any. 𓆉 Season one only. Warning: Child abuse Underage drinking Drugs Cursing Smut

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(Cover art is NOT mine and all credits go to the artist) Superpowers. Something that a person could be born with, grow into, or never have. Something everyone wants. There were heroes, villains, anti heroes, anti villains, vigilantes, you name it! OR: Grian is a villain named Cuteguy and Scar is a hero-and-kinda-vigilante named Hotguy. They fight at night, talk at dawn, and long at day.. the longing is eventual though.

အခန်းတိုင်းလိုလို warning ပါမှာဖြစ်တာကြောင့် ၁၈နှစ်ပြည့်မှသာဖတ်ကြပါရန်.. 🍼🍼မပြတ်သေးတဲ့ကလေးဆိုးကြီးက အပိုင်းတိုင်းလိုလိုကြမ်းပါမည်။

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ဇာတ်လမ်းတွင်ပါဝင်သော ဇာတ်ကောင်ဇာတ်လမ်း နေရာအခင်းအကျင်းတို့သည် စာရေးသူ၏ စိတ်ကူးစိတ်သန်း မျှသာဖြစ်၍ မည်သူ့ကိုမျှမရည်ရွယ်ပါ။ Semeကရိုင်းတာမျိုးမကြိုက်ရင်ဝင်မဖတ်ပါနဲ့ နီတာမကြိုက်ရင်ဝင်မဖတ်ပါနဲ့ Semeဇာတ်ကောင်ကိုက ငါးနှစ်သား တည်းက ဆယ့်သုံးနှစ်သားကို သူ့ထက်ကြီးတယ်လို့ မမြင်လို့ စကားသုံးနှုန်းတာလည်း အချိုးပြေမှာ မဟုတ်ပါဘူး ကျမရေးသမျှကို စာလုံးပေါင်းသတ်ပုံကလွှဲရင် အကြောင်းအရာပိုင်းကို လုံးဝ editမှာ မဟုတ်ပါရှင်🙏

playboy သူငယ္ခ်င္း ၂ေယာက္ကေန ျကိုက္သြားတာပါေနာ္၊ 18+ ေတြပါမယ္ေနာ္ ၊ ဖက္ျပီးမှလာမေျပာနဲ့ အာ့အခါျက ပါးပါးပဲ ၊

Breaking News! There are heroes in Paris? One dressed what appears to be a ladybug costume? And a cat???? What are they? And why have they shown themselves now?! Everyone in Paris wants to know who these heroes are! And everyone has just one question on their minds... Who are they? Author: Hey! So this story is gonna try to be realistic and yet not. I don't live anywhere near Paris, so I might get a few things wrong. And if they are, please tell me in the comments! This is a story I've thought about for YEARS but never managed on how to write it. Hopefully I'm able to continue it. Thank you for reading! (I also have this story on A03.)

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LORELAI Lorelai grew up in a house where love was unpredictable. She learned to read tone before she trusted words. Learned how to sense when the air in a room was about to change. Learned that asking for too much could cost her more than staying quiet. Now she calls herself independent. She keeps her expectations low enough that disappointment feels manageable. It's easier to act like you don't need tenderness than to admit how badly you want it. She doesn't think of herself as someone who ruins things. But she has started to question whether protecting her heart has cost her more than she expected. ELLIOT: Elliot has rebuilt his life piece by piece. There was a time when he didn't trust his own decisions. When evenings blurred into mornings and regret came in waves. When numbing himself felt easier than sitting with what he felt. He doesn't romanticize that version of himself. He doesn't excuse it either. He keeps routines now. Keeps his days structured and deliberate. He measures progress in small, quiet victories no one else sees. Control has become his comfort. To most people, he appears steady - reliable, composed, careful. What they don't see is how much effort that steadiness takes. He carries guilt he doesn't speak about. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just enough to remind him of who he once was. He tells himself he has changed. And he has. He just isn't sure whether change erases what came before or simply teaches you how to live beside it. If you think topics like (alcohol, drugs, suicide, addiction, etc) are triggering for you, please do not read this. Contains *MATURE* content. Authors Note: I never expected this book to reach so many people, but I'm grateful it has. A lot of what I wrote (so far) was inspired by very real experiences, and I hope this story not only resonates with people, but also brings awareness to things that are too often left unspoken. Thank you ❤️‍🩹