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Serumpun kata yang mengendap pada pekat malam dalam heningnya samudera cahaya
Pada suatu sabtuKu katakan kepadamu"Aku akan datang menemui amperaSaat nanti pesiar itu tibaMembawamu kembali ke tanah Jogja"Tapi hanya angin yang mendengar
"Sugeng Bangun! Sudah kelas 5 SD kok masih malas. Ayo mandi berangkat sekolah, mbak sama mas mu sudah berangkat semua." "Apa mak?" Sugeng langsung berlari terbirit-birit menuju kamar mandi. Ibu, kakak dan neneknya tertawa melihat tingkah laku Sugeng. Tentu saja karena Ibu Sugeng berbohong. Kalau tidak begitu, mana mungkin Sugeng mau bangun. Paling-paling Sugeng beralasan sakit kepala, lalu minta diijinkan tak sekolah, lalu kembali sehat saat jam sekolah telah usai."Owalah Geng Sugeng. Ono-ono ae tingkahmu." Ucap Nenek Sugeng.
Hanya cerita recehan ibu dengan tiga anaknya. Layaknya sahabat yang saling bercerita, membangun kebersamaan atas dasar cinta dan kasih sayang.
Oh No I can't get over the Meerasim that's why I came here with another plot.Plot wil be from my imaginary world and character belongs to the drama.I hope you will love this plot as you love before my other stories.Ranking #4 out of 1k stories of Urdu (19 March 2023)
Kumpulan celotehan penulis tentang kehidupannya yang seperti roller coaster dan meresahkan (kadang)
Hey,Again I am here with my new plot.Character belongs to the drama but plot is mine.I hope you like it as you like my previous version.Ranking #8 in betray out of 1.8k stories (11 March 2023)
Character from the drama but plot belongs to meRanking on #1 out of 1000 stories of Pakistan.
Can Charlotte ever forgive Henry for his part?(Note: I was inspired by a story called Just Trust Me.)
"Man, what the hell bruh?"Looks like our main protagonist is stuck in a robot body now and lost its memories because of that. let's find out alongside with getting some robot bitches
Challenge from infamous Man. Naruto dies at hands of konoha after the vote and becomes a hollow . Then an Arrancar. Then an Espada name... Ulquiorra Schiffer . After dying, kami sends him back, and fomer Uzumaki intendes to shake things up. This plot and fanfiction belong to VFSNAKE.
𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐀. they're like fire and water. hot and cold. darkness and light. they might combust when they get to close, but why not give it a try? ・゚゚・ - ・゚ .・゜゜・ -"𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒" ᵃᵖᵒᶜᵃˡʸᵖˢᵉ, ᶜⁱᵍᵃʳᵉᵗᵗᵉˢ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ˢᵉˣzoro x fem!oc[continues when season 2 comes out]₂₀₂₃
She was a nobody.He was Jan Peteh.Meeting a potential love interest on a Liverpudlian night out was not Lilia's plan. Neither was smashing into him with a piña colada. Join Lilia as she tries to cope with the metulji within her - the butterflies that only appear when Jan is around.
Katja Laurence is a doctor at Central City General, but when the Particle Accelerator explodes, she becomes something more. She joins Team Flash after accidentally killing people that she was trying to save. She never felt like a part of the team, so when a mysterious time traveler tells her that she has a chance to become a hero, she jumps at the chance. Now Katja must join with a team of D-list heroes and criminals to fight their fate and become not just heroes, but Legends.
Last night I take the firm decision that I'm not longer able to write on Meerasim.But suddenly one plot hits my head and it's just fit on Meerasim And I can't resist to myself to write.Cover photo belongs to Pinterest
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𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅. 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓. 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑪𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆. 𝑻𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉. 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕. 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍