'' rozando los limites ''

Я не хочу добавлять в эту историю стекла,даже не надейтесь.И да,тут мои любимые Сынчоны😍🫶

a little worm girl with her beast friend

This is an unofficial fan-made English translation of We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love).Please do not re-translate to any other language without permission.You can find the ebooks at https://www.mebmarket.com/index.php?action=search_book&type=author_name&search=%E0%B8%A0%E0%B8%B2%E0%B8%A3%E0%B8%A7%E0%B8%B5.&auto_search_id=&exact_keyword=1&page_no=1. Please support the author over there! All the rights and credits go to the original author of the novel Khun Parawee (ภารวี.) and all those involved in the production of this story.Translator: Sprite HoangIllustrator: UnagnomasiaProofreader: azzianna

MY FUTURE STORY IDEAS FOR THIS ACCOUNT🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

The ancient saying goes: Most generals come from Guan Xi, while ministers come from Guan Dong.He Yan was born to be a Star General.She was merely a stepping stone for her family, and was used as her brother's substitute. She had fought on the battlefields for years, bringing peace to Xi Qiang, stopping the barbarians... When her brother recovered, she gave up her position with great laurels brought to her name. Without further ado, she was married off.During her married life, she was forsaken by her husband and even suffered from a strange illness, thereby losing her eyesight...The young and pretty concubine stood in front of her, speaking softly: "The decoction you drank that made you blind was instructed by the elders of your family. As you know, the dead tell no tales. If you lived, you would be your family's greatest threat!"A great general of her time, the heroine of the country, died pitifully in the hands of those shameless women, who only knew to fight for a man's favor... How absurd!When she opened her eyes again, she had become the drill fields officer's daughter, who was weak and arrogant, innocent and naive.They had stolen her glory, taken her life, lead her army and betrayed her feelings! She had crawled back from the depths of hell and would take back everything she had lost, one by one.Bring the world under her feet and with her beauty and nobility, overwhelm the nine prefectures!But would she get out easily once she entered the barracks?Hardly did she begin her adventures when He Yan met her arch-enemy of the previous lifetime, that young hunk whose "enemies would retreat as soon as he attacked".The chic and cool female general versus the handsome and ravenous young man. Two efficient generals team up to conquer the world!P.S. STORY NOT MINE OFFLINE READING PURPOSESCTTO Qian Shan Cha Ke & Translator

This is a thingy made by ME, will be full of headcanons for each Toon and stuff yeah!!!

《COMPLETED》Two long months after ACL surgery, your pattern of life has almost gone back to normal: you can finally walk without those dreaded crutches (the clunky brace still remained strapped on, however, to your displeasure). Everything seems to be going in an uphill pattern for you, that is until you and your entire English class are suddenly abducted by armed soldiers and a strange man in a white lab coat. Physically impaired, you were singled out amongst your classmates... the perfect guinea pig. With no capability to fight back, they threw you to the mercy of the Plague Doctor, intrigued to see how he'll react amidst the presence of an injured individual such as yourself.

Book three of the Forgotten series ~ Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. Living in the mountains, away from civilization and away from the eyes of mundanes. The Mountain packs are harsh and brutal. Shifter against shifter. Pack against pack. Wolves against wolves. All fighting for the same thing. Survival. Azrael Thorn was a powerful Alpha. He had taken his title by force, as tradition dictated. Power and authority of the Alphas and shifters who had challenged him and lost radiated off of his tall, bulky frame. He was dangerous and he was everything an Alpha of a Mountain pack should be. Yet he had no mate or family to call his own. But a mate who could not stand the bitterly cold winters or the brutality of the pack would not produce strength. It would only bring weakness. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~ If the pain stops, it means you are dead. Lace Owens is underestimated at every turn. Her small and delicate built matches her name but the power of defeated enemies hang off her heavily. A power and an authority that would bring many men to their knees if they sensed it, hangs off of her like an oppressively dark cloud but she hides it carefully. Unwilling to let anyone see just how powerful she has become. Her skin is marked with a painful past and she has turned a thing of cruelty into a thing of beauty with her blade. Swirling patterns adorning her skin, hiding the cruelty among her willing pain, her only comfort against the world around her. If the pain stops, it means you are dead. ~ Two world collide as Azrael and Lace form a bond and spiral down into unfamiliar territory where Azrael is shown that strength doesn't always come from size and Lace learns that love can spring from even the most painful places. Together they show the werewolf world a long held belief still stands strong. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~