MOON MOTELS

"අවසානයක් නොවුණ අවසානයකින් හමුවුණු , අහස පොළොව මෙන් වූ හදවත් දෙකක් අතර ආදරණීය කතාවක ආරම්භය ... !"

when a rich spoiled bad boy Jeon Jungkook gets into an encounter with a Muslim girl and they become enemies so he bully her humiliates her and insults her in every possible way to make her lose her modesty and dignity, he bet on her that he will make her get on her knees for him like other girls he used to hangout with them but she remains firm on her Deen and it's teachings and keep her Tawakkul strong and it made him wonder and curious about her even more.The journey of Him " I don't believe in God " to " There is no God but Allah is the only one "she was the reason he found His right path and his Rab after losing her but His Rab will bless him with the most beautiful gift of his Life in an unexpected way.Achievements🏅🥇#1 Muslim stories 🏅#1 in viral stories🏅#1 in modest stories

twice of love💓

❝ ප්‍රේමය නම් එහෙමයි.. දවා අළු වූ පසුත් අළු මතින් අවදිවෙයි.. එය හුදෙක් ෆීනික්ස් කුරුල්ලෙකුගේ ප්‍රාණය සේයී.. ඉතින් ප්‍රේමය ඇවිලෙන, නිවෙන, නවතින තැනයි ❞සොල්හී ♡

What If it wasn't Finney who went missing what if it was his bigger sister Dylan, and her best friend Vance Hopper that went missing at the same time.⚠️The Black Phone Spoilers⚠️Vance Hopper x Fem Oc (Dylan Shaw)This is just for fun also I am not the best writer and this is my first story I haven't seen any Vance stories so I decided to take it into my own hands and make one because me and more people on TikTok both agree that he is so fine😞✋None of the black phone franchises or movie bolng to me (except my oc Dylan) all credits to Scott Derrickson and C. Robert Cargill, who both produced with Jason Blum

ဖအေကနေ သားကိုသွားထားတဲ့ ဇာတ်လမ်းသာဖြစ်ပါတယ်ဖေအက သားကိုသြားထားတဲ့ ဇာတ္လမ္းသာျဖစ္ပါတယ္

Poems for my dearest darling.

"Do you know what they call you?" The sound of his voice bounced into my ears, finger sliding into me. "Powerful. That's what they call you" Damn him!Those pumps of his, were slow, careful, and while each push of his finger was every bit sensual to my being, I swore not to fall into that calm gaze he bore. "Luca.." My voice wavered, fingers digging into his arm. "Isabella" Followed his voice, breath fanning onto my skin. The words which were to be emitted turned heavy on my tongue, for I was only left meeting that gaze of his."Do you want me to stop?" I managed a nod, pushing back the gasp hung in my throat all through the time those grey eyes begat my profile. He tugged my legs even higher, bringing it to rest on his arms, and in the second my body came flat on the wall, his fingers were sure to push in and outside my area. And at once he stopped. My perspired figure left onlooking his comported one, those eyes of his ensured lingering on my profile. "I'd rather it be the last time I catch my own wife sending such sensation to the lot of other men" Followed his words. With that, he had pushed back on his feet, straightening his jacket, soon turning away from me. "I'll be waiting for you in the halls" Those were the words I heard right before he walked out, leaving me lingering in such perplexity which had gotten the most of my being. And while I struggled to find my own breath, I was left muddled on whoever this beast was whom I had gotten married to.~~~Strung on a chain of events, Isabella Campbell finds herself waddling through a rocky path, one which was to have her marred, or perhaps made. Joined in union to the son of an infamous Mafia conglomerate, she battles with adjusting to life with the Bonnuccis, and the dealings that comes with. CONTENT WARNING: This story is totally a work of fiction! It contains mature content, use of vulgar terms, and includes explicit narration of violence.