Some little poems about how things are with my Marine and I. Before he left. While he is away. When he comes back home. All of the events with in the poems are true accounts that have happened while we have been together. Please have respect for others when commenting. Edit: 2018- He has gone again and I have grown into a different woman.All Rights Reserved: Rachel Bunn and Christopher BunnCover Photo Credit:Kelsie Mae Photography Nashville TN(It's a picture of us on our wedding day)
When a evil dog turn Ryder into a pup the pups have to find a way to get Ryder back to a boy. Now, with the help of Alex , Katie, and Crescent can these three friends show Ryder how to stand on his own four paws. Or well the Paw Patrol shut down Forever.
Le monde des affaires canadien a toujours été reconnue pour de grands projets de développement, et comme la plupart d'entre nous le savent déjà, il requière beaucoup de travail acharné. Si vous recherché les noms les plus prolifiques dans l'entreprise, un nom que vous pouvez avoir rencontré est celui de Denis Vincent. Vincent est parmi les rares et connus dans diverses entreprises et industries, qui a été constamment désignés parmi les meilleurs et son travail reste imbattable au Québec et au-delà. Au cours des vingt dernières années, Vincent a travaillé sur certains des plus grands projets et son focus sur les meilleures pratiques d'affaires font de lui un homme a admirer.Pas beaucoup savent que Denis Vincent Helico n'est pas seulement un grand expert du temps dans nombreuses industries, mais il a également été un pilote d'avion depuis 1996. Depuis près de vingt ans, il a été pilote d'hélicoptères et a accumulé plus de 9300 TT. Il a volé parmi les meilleures régions du Canada, et dans son temps libre, il écrit à propos de ses voyages sur son blog. En fait, le voyage reste une de ses meilleurs passions. Il a également été en charge des vols transatlantiques, d'un vol à moteur mono de Québec à Madagascar. Ses blogs décrivent ses histoires et affiches des photos de lui et son équipe d'avoir beaucoup de plaisir.http://www.helivincent.comhttp://www.strongarmlabourforce.net
All characters and art belongs to me. This book is inspired by the book series Warriors, written by Erin Hunter.Myzer was a barn cat but soon left after a tragedy. He leaves in find a home in the forest where two clans live. He soon falls in a deep love with a she-cat who lives in a clan that he his forbidden from. They become mates and both realize that that is a huge mistake.
salam aleykoum mais chèrs frère et soeur je commence une nouvelle chronique sur l'islam et surtout pour les jeûne ou se qui veule se repentir sur ma chronique je vais expliquer le déroulement de l'islam en quoi sa consiste lisez attentivement c'est pour le bien de tousse !!
Ацуши Накаджиму приютили так же как и Акутагаву Рюноске.По начало все было нормально до токого как у белобрысого началась 1 течка...
⚠️ Warnings before reading ⚠️*May contain:*Sexmentions of rapeRapeSexual assault Abusealcohol drugsgunskidnappingBlood and goreHuman Trafficking overdosingmentions of a pedophilemanipulation Deathillegal street racingmafiamention of suicideI did read My living nightmare and this is gonna be a little similar to that but longer because i hated the ending so this is my version of mln. Credits to the original writer for inspiring meStarted: 12/10/23 Ended: 00/00/00
this story is essentially a remake of three of my stories: izuku midoriya the crossover swordsman, izuku the multiverse swordsman, izuku zi-o the heir and hero of time with elements from my jaune arc master of blades story
Milo was completely ordinary until an extra-ordinary war threatened his home and everyone he holds dear. Now he must find it within himself to fight for a world he barely knows, navigate complicated relationships and twisted loyalties to save everyone he has ever loved or die trying. _______________________My heart panged at the thought of being alone.Owen got up to leave, my body now thoroughly warmed and safe under the mounds of blankets. I reached for his arm, holding him there for a second, begging him with my eyes."Please don't leave me alone," I mumbled into the pillows, my words muffled by the fabric, and slowly, as if I would shatter into a million pieces if he moved too harshly, Owen crawled in beside me, holding me in his arms."Ok." He murmured into my hair. "Ok." He repeated, and I drifted off. For the first time in a long time, I felt safe.Cover by Kimkunkur