Pretend (Harry Styles) - Book 3

Title: 快穿：小奶狗被矜贵主神捧在手心Author: 银子不是金[Warning! Google Translations, No Editing. ]Introduction: [Two male protagonists + Sweet pets without cruelty + Crazy criticism of literature] Wen Wubai is a little fox who failed to run away with hundreds of billions of wealth. He was thrown into thousands of worlds and had to do tasks before he could come back.Wen Wubai's eyes shone brightly while holding the small amount of money. If he had money, he could support himself in old age. Is there such a good thing? However, there is a madman pestering him in every plane.Plane 1: The true young master who has suffered since childhood hugged him and cried: "Tell me, I don't want any status or money, I only want you. I'll wear the maid outfit! Isn't it enough to wear it?"　　Plane 2: The top abstinent actor tried his best to coax him to go home: "Liu Li, do you want to come to my house? I'll let my dog ​​dance for you."　　Plane 3: The fairy tale prince controls the sea, cutting off his retreat, and chuckles hoarsely: "Little mermaid, look at how beautiful the pearls condensed from your tears are."　　Plane 4: The wandering little wolf cub in the beast world put away its fangs and acted cute: "If you can't give birth to a cub, you can't even think of leaving my side."　　Plane 5: The unkind chaebol boss bent down and picked up the poor little one who was living outside: "Look, little dear, no one will want you except me."　　Plane 6: The cold master's peach eyes capture the soul, and the character collapses: "My dear, come here and see if the master looks good in this suit?" Wen complained: qwq, help me! There are bad guys here!　　[The protagonist is very strong! Not weak, not weak, not weak, I can kill three bad guys with one punch! The Lord God is crazy, the author has many typos, please don't enter if you don't mind. ]Wen Wubai is a little fox who failed to run away with hundreds of billions of wealth.

I write these for someone He's special to me and a love one That's all we are, and were done Feelings slowly fades and gone These poetries are left unsaid And I just write it instead Not a writer or a poet Just a person expressing what she felt At last, you're forgiven And these poems are written I can't leave something for you But these words I felt through You make my heart rise until it dies Because the eyes never lie, goodbye I cried until it dries with the gray sky Time flies, I will soon understand why If you're reading all of my poem It seems not all words rhyming Just like songs not on timing Everything we ever had is ending -shen all written contents are unpublished, and owned by me. pls don't steal my work. give proper credits if shared. feel free to comment.

quotes and poems

De que serve um poema, se esse não toca o coração causando grande comoção.De que serve o poema, Se esse não levar o leitor para um mundo fantasioso.De que serve um poema, Se em cada palavra o poeta não despejar sobre ele nenhuma emoção.Muitos dizem que é impossível descrever os sentimentos humanos, vez que sua presença é imprecisa e que varia de pessoa para pessoa, mas na contramão da razão o pensador irreal tenta em cada poema despertar o sentimento que sentia para cada leitor, assim despertando sentimentos ocultos, nunca sentidos ou reforçando os já existentes.Espero que goste destas obras.

Short fantasies of your favs.@kartier production

[C O M P L E T E D]he gave her flowers,and she turned it intoa garden.started : june 12, 2021completed : june 14, 2021

If you don't like it don't read it, otherwise have fun. I always take requests.

When 16 year old Katy Rhodes goes for a night of babysitting, she expects everything to go perfectly fine. But when everything goes wrong and when she gets kidnapped she must fight for survival.