Five Bucks: Book One

Five Bucks: Book One

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When a family of five purchases an island for five bucks they all suspect something is wrong. Although they knew something was wrong it was still a surprise to be trapped on an island. Now, this unlucky family must find clues leading them to a mysterious voice that seems to be what is holding them captive. Enjoy this book by, Zakkar Osuolale. FIve Bucks: Book One

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- Last updated at 06:22 24-07-2024

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โค์•ˆ์•”์™ธ๊ตญ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€์ถ”์ฒœใ€Ž0์ผ๏ผฏ-42๏ผฏโถ-74โ‘ถโ‘ถใ€๊ด‘์šด๋Œ€์—ญ๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ฝœ๊ฑธ์ถœ์žฅ#์šฉ์ธ์ˆ˜์ง€์™ธ๊ตญ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐโค๋™์ž‘๋™์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœใ€Ž๏ผฏโž€๏ผ-4์ด๏ผโถ-74โ‘ถโ“ทใ€์ˆญ์‹ค

โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโถโ“ช-4โ“ถ๏ผฏ์ผ-74โ“ท์‚ผโค๏ธํ™”๊ณก๋ณธ๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅop๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#๋ฐฉ๋ฐฐ์—ญ๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ฝœ๊ฑธ์ถœ์žฅ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๊ธˆํ˜ธ๋™๋ชจํ…”์ถœ์žฅ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋Œ€์‹ ๋ฒ ๋„ค์ˆ˜์—˜๋ผ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-42โ“ชโถ-74โ“ทโ“ทโค๏ธ์Œ๋ฌธ๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#์ค‘์•™๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅํ›„๊ธฐ,#์†ก์›”๋ชจํ…”์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#์‚ฌ๋‹น๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„๊ฑธ์ถœ์žฅํ›„๊ธฐ,#๊ฐ•์ผ๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ์ถ”์ฒœ,#๋„ํ™”๋™๋‚จ๋ฏธ์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,#๊ด‘ํฌ๋™๋ฐฑ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ,#๋ณต์ •์—ญ์ถœ์žฅ์ƒต๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์–‘์ฒœ๊ตฌ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅํ›„๊ธฐ,#์•ˆ์‚ฐ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋งˆ์ฒœ๋™ํ˜ธํ…”์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#๋•ํ’๋™์ถœ์žฅopํ›„๊ธฐ,โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-42โ“ชโถ-74โ“ทโ“ทโค๏ธ์™€๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ์ถ”์ฒœโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#ํšจ์ž๋™๋ณผ๋ฆฌ๋น„์•„์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#๊ฐ•์ผ๋™์• ์ฝฐ๋„๋ฅด์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#์ƒ์›”๊ณก๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ™ˆํƒ€์ด์ถœ์žฅ์ถ”์ฒœ,#๋ง์šฐ์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ์ƒตํ›„๊ธฐ,#์ค‘๋ž‘์šฐ์ฆˆ๋ฒ ํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€์ถ”์ฒœ,#์‹ ์ดŒ์—ญ๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‹ธ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์ž๊ณก๋ธŒ๋ผ์งˆ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๋‚œ๊ณก๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๋ง›์‚ฌ์ง€์ถ”์ฒœ,#์‚ฌ๋‹น์• ์ฝฐ๋„๋ฅด์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#ํ•˜์™•์‹ญ๋ฆฌ์ฝ”์Šคํƒ€๋ฆฌ์นด์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#์„ฑ๋‚จ์ค‘์›๊ตฌ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-42โ“ชโถ-74โ“ทโ“ทโค๏ธ์ฒญ๋‹ด๋™๋ฐฑ์ธ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#์‚ฌ๊ฐ€์ •์—ญ๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๋ณธ์˜ค๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅop,#์ผ์›์—ญ์™ธ๊ตญ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,#์ง€๊ณก๋™๋ฐฑ์ธ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์‚ผ์ „์—ญ์น ๋ก€์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ,#ํ™์ต๋™๋ชจํ…”์ถœ์žฅ์ถ”์ฒœ,#๋ถˆ๊ด‘๋™์™ธ๊ตญ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋ฐฉํ™”๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๋ง›์‚ฌ์ง€์ถ”์ฒœ,#์ผ๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ™ˆ์ผ€์–ด,#๋…ธ๊ณ ์‚ฐ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ™ˆํƒ€์ด,#๊ฐ€์–‘๋™๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ๋ถ€๋ฅด๋Š”๋ฒ•๋ฒˆํ˜ธ

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Leorio x Reader (some lemon)

(cover art isn't mine)

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Expelled

Once Harry, Ron, and Hermione get expelled, what will they do with their life and will they bring Ginny with them?

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#๊ฐ€๋ฆฌ๋ด‰๋ณผ๋ฆฌ๋น„์•„์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐโ˜…์ƒ๋Œ€์›๋™์ถœ์žฅopํ›„๊ธฐใ€Ž๏ผฏโž€O-42๊ณตโž€-74โ‘ถโ“ทใ€์˜ฅ์ฒœ๋ฆฌํˆฌ์•„๋‹ˆ์•„์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœ

โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโถโ“ช-4โ“ถ๏ผฏ์ผ-74โ“ท์‚ผโค๏ธ๊ฐ•๋‚จ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#์ž ์‹ค๋‚˜๋ฃจ์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์ข…๋กœ๊ตฌ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ™ˆ์ผ€์–ด์ถœ์žฅ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์ฒญ์•”๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„๊ฑธ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธโญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-42โ“ชโถ-74โ“ทโ“ทโค๏ธ๋ช…์ผ์ถœ์žฅop๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#ํšŒ๊ธฐ์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„๋ชจํ…”์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœ,#์‹ ๊ต๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ˜ธํ…”์ถœ์žฅ,#์–‘์žฌ์—ญ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#์›”ํ”ผ๋™,#์„œ์ดˆ์ถœ์žฅop๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๋™๋Œ€์ž…๊ตฌ์—ญํ˜ธํ…”์ถœ์žฅ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๊ฐœ๋กฑ์—ญ์• ์ฝฐ๋„๋ฅด์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๋ถ€ํ‰์—ญ์™ธ๊ตญ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์ถ”์ฒœ,#์ด์ˆ˜์—ญ์™ธ๊ตญ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์‚ฌ๋‹นํ˜ธํ…”์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#์—ฐ๊ฑด๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ์ถ”์ฒœ,โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-42โ“ชโถ-74โ“ทโ“ทโค๏ธ์„œ์ดˆ๋ณผ๋ฆฌ๋น„์•„์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#๋Œ€์น˜์—ญํ˜ธํ…”์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋‹น์‚ฐ์—ญ์™ธ๊ตญ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#์„ธ๊ณก๋™๋ธŒ๋ผ์งˆ์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€์ถ”์ฒœ,#๋ˆ์•”๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#ํ’๋‚ฉ๋™์ถ”์ฒœ,#์—ญ์‚ผ๋™์šฐ์ฆˆ๋ฒ ํ‚ค์Šคํƒ„์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ,#์ฒญ๋Ÿ‰๋ฆฌ๋™๋ฉ•์‹œ์ฝ”์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋…์‚ฐ๋ฒจ๋ผ๋ฃจ์Šค์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ,#์‹ ๋‚ด๋ฒ ๋„ค์ˆ˜์—˜๋ผ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#์ œ๊ธฐ์™ธ๊ตญ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#์˜ฅ์ˆ˜์šฐํฌ๋ผ์ด๋‚˜์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-42โ“ชโถ-74โ“ทโ“ทโค๏ธ๊ด‘๋ช…๋ธŒ๋ผ์งˆ์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#์‚ผ๊ฐ์‚ฐ์•„๋ฅดํ—จํ‹ฐ๋‚˜์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์„ ์œ ๋„์—ญ์™ธ๊ตญ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#๊ด‘์ง„๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„๋ชจํ…”์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ,#์‹ ๋ฆผ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„๊ฑธ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#์‹œํฅ์šฐํฌ๋ผ์ด๋‚˜์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœ,#์‚ฌ๋‹น๋™์•„๋ฅดํ—จํ‹ฐ๋‚˜์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ,#๋…ผํ˜„๋ฐฑ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#์ง„๊ด€๋™์šฐํฌ๋ผ์ด๋‚˜์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#ํœ˜๊ฒฝ๋™์น ๋ก€์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#์ฒด๋ถ€์ผ๋ณธ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#๊ฑด๋Œ€๋ชจ๋กœ์ฝ”์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ

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Yandere!TordxTom

I have no idea why i made this probably because i have no friends and i have nothing better to do. I made this a while ago except i made it in office 365

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HISTORIA DO OLHO(George Bataille)

O olho de gatoFui criado sozinho e, atรฉ onde me lembro, vivia angustiadopelas coisas do sexo. Tinha quase dezesseis anos quandoconheci uma garota da minha idade, Simone, na praia de x.Nossas famรญlias descobriram um parentesco longรญnquo e nossasrelaรงรตes logo se precipitaram. Trรชs dias depois do nossoprimeiro encontro, Simone e eu estรกvamos a sรณs em sua casa decampo. Ela vestia um avental preto e usava uma golaengomada. Comecei a me dar conta de que ela partilhavaminha angรบstia, bem mais forte naquele dia em que ela pareciaestar nua sob o avental.Suas meias de seda preta subiam acima do joelho. Eu aindanรฃo tinha conseguido vรช-la atรฉ o cu (esse nome, que eu sempreempregava com Simone, era para mim o mais belo entre osnomes do sexo). Imaginava apenas que, levantando o avental,contemplaria a sua bunda pelada.Havia no corredor um prato de leite para o gato.- Os pratos foram feitos para a gente sentar - disseSimone. - Quer apostar que eu me sento no prato?- Duvido que vocรช se atreva - respondi, ofegante.Fazia calor. Simone colocou o prato num banquinho,instalou-se ร  minha frente e, sem desviar dos meus olhos,sentou-se e mergulhou a bunda no leite. Por um momentofiquei imรณvel, tremendo, o sangue subindo ร  cabeรงa, enquantoela olhava meu pau se erguer na calรงa. Deitei-me a seus pรฉs. Elanรฃo se mexia; pela primeira vez, vi sua "carne rosa e negra"banhada em leite branco. Permanecemos imรณveis por muitotempo, ambos ruborizados.

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Purple Life

A Blog just to get some "musa"

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