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Béyu doesn't believe in love and has no love life, but is curious about sex. Confiding in her best friend who took it has an opportunity for something great, she came up with the idea that she too experienced in the states. Sex between mutual friends. An the best candidate for the position is someone with not just experience, but money. Lots of Money. An their planned Jamaican vacation is the best time for it. Zyair didn't planned for any vacation but took one for the sake of his best friend and his woman. When an offer was made to have a girl for his sexual gain, he didn't bat an eye as he thought it was someone experience.Béyu came as a surprise for him just as he was more than a surprise to her. They knew it was a small world when she introduces herself. The girl he talked to twice about his bills is no one by her. Kayaérachilani, the call center agent with the name everyone is intruded to know more about.Kay-air-a-chi-lani

What happens when everything the Travelers are comes to light?? What happens if the truth about them is shown to the people of Teyvat

My name is Gemma and I'm the white wolf.My life has been really, really shitty. At 3, the pack I stayed at was attacked, I lost my mother, was kidnapped and abused by some people. They asked me to reveal the identity of the white wolf. I was only 3 for goddess' sake! How was I supposed to know? After I was deemed useless to their search, I became their maid. I lost 12 years, 12 freaking years, to these people but I escaped. I had planned it for a long time and managed to get from America to England. I met my mate there. Alpha Conner Hughes. I love him. He helped me figure myself out and taught me of gifted wolves.I'm a gifted wolf, scratch that, His Gifted Luna.Everything was quiet for four years, four beautiful years, until fate just decided to fuck with me and send me back to my old pack to deal with hunters. Secrets will be revealed, hardships will be overcome and hearts will be broken. I just hope i can get through it all with Conner by my side.#1 in gifts#1 in secondchancemate#4 in conner#1 in newfamily

He's an alpha.She is nothing.He's loud and outgoing.She's a mute freak.He needs his mate.She wants to be dead.What happens when two opposites cross paths?(i wrote this when i was 14-15 so please just be aware that it moves quickly and it's cliche)

"Her love sets the thunders of my soul ablaze, and she reigns the kingdom of my heart, where the spring called love blooms."Arjuna, the Prince of the Kurus, finds his love, heart, and soul dedicated to the Princess of the Srinjayas, who arose from the flames of a sacred Yajna, enticing his heart in the most divine ways. Krishnaa, finds herself having her heart ruled by Savyasachi, but her life, hopes and dreams tumble down into ashes when the news of a ruthless conflagration reaches her. But the very thought of Arjuna, and the very tale of his name blossoms hope in her heart, but when the realisation that he might be in the closest affinity to her, a surge of devotion surfaces, and the broken bridge of connection is amended, and the son of Indra and the daughter of Agni unite, in the bond of marriage. Sailing the boat of togetherness along with each other, Krishnaa and Arjuna turn into each other's support and strength, and they voyage through the tribulations the world throws at them, and the strength of the Five Pandavas and Krishnaa together as a single heart, proves to be the flame of righteousness. Through trials and sufferings, through thick and thin, but also through joy and pleasure, togetherness and happiness, Arjuna and Krishnaa walk together, hand in hand, as the coruscating flames and the blazing thunders, as his heart and her soul. This is the tale of Krishnaa Draupadi and Arjuna Savyasachi, of Indraja and Agnijaa.

Story of a common girl and her beloved lord .My first ever experience of writing a story ............and that too about my friend ,mentor ,lover ,teacher and my most beloved Lord Krishna....A girl of Kaliyuga enters in Dwapara yuga ,due to mercy of Sri Krishna . She learns the true importance and significance of Mahabharata ,without being seen by anyone .Through every incident ,Sri Krishna teaches her how to progress in Bhakti and in life .

"Do they not say that a good friendship builds on a ground of lies?" I joke, lightening the mood immediately as his green eyes glint in humor and a smirk falls on his familiar lips. "Do you kiss a lot of your friends, love?" The underlying tones threaten to provoke a blush on my cheeks, but I get myself together. Smirking at him, "Well, of course, is that not the norm?" ***********Dakota Moore is the perfect example of a beautiful disaster. Her wisdom is ready to knock anyone down, her self worth is an exact replica of the way her father raised her, and her pain so intense it screams over every building. She refuses to show anyone what's going on behind closed doors, especially when her lovely father gets the traumatic news that he has an incurable disease. Elijah Black is the spur of the moment kind of guy, he's the one no one ever settles with because of his angry outbursts and rude ways. Even though he throws everyone off, except for when they want sexual advances, he still can't help but feel enthralled by the freckled girl who's hiding so many secrets behind a fake smile. As they clash and try to reject the obvious rush, will they accept their attraction, or is everything just too much? After all, how can two ruined teenagers manage a youthful love without destroying themselves in the process?Highest Rankings:1st place in #beautiful1st place in #flirt1st place in #featured1st place in #problems2nd place in #hot2nd place in #heated2nd place in #slowbuild

"Why am I here?" I asked to no one in particular. I clutched at my gut as my stomach began to churn, something poisonous was rolling around inside me.I shook the room once again crying out as my wings fought for escape, they ripped through my flesh out of my back. It burned like hot lava flowing down my back. Both wings swallowed the confines of the small room. My left wing twitched as I could feel the tear in it. The pain was unbearable, being smashed into the earth was nothing compared to the tons of pain of an archangel's wing being severed. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?