The Lost twin Weasley

A beautiful statue of a man in the village of Norkloe were said to be cursed by a young hero of Kieshfah that sets sail in the deep blue sea. In the dark, dim night shall the heart of the sea glow from its pendant with its sirenizing voice to be heard humming through your ears from the ocean. Once you step in inside the cerulean waters, you will never return.Some say you will be eaten and swallowed whole, but what more will they know for what you were about to experience was something more.

Nsfw , Fluff , etc. You don't like Nsfw & Fluff? Then don't take a look at this book. :) I have to cover the pictures with nsfw because wattpad won't let me show these pictures fully

Everything was perfect,Until one night.When she thought life was bliss,It took away her precious beings. He had his life all well,With no worry.Only until he stumbled,Upon her. Two different people, Two different places,Yet they cross path,By the means of their Lord.

сразу говорю суровый фф и может быть контент 18-16+буду рада если вы прочитаете)В фф есть картинки!

အခန်းတိုင်းလိုလို warningပါမှာဖြစ်တာကြောင့် ၁၈နှစ်ပြည့်ပြီးမှသာ ဖတ်ကြပါရန်🍼🍼🌚🌚🚨🚨

L/n Y/n has always loved battling and fighting. A tragic incident scarred her for life. She moves to a new town, hoping to start a new life, but fate had other plans for her.⚠️𝕋𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥, 𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕍𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘. ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕!!|| I don't own the Wind Breaker Characters, they belong to Satoru Nii || All images used don't belong to me either, credit goes to the rightful owners ||✨ Note: This book is 𝓜𝔂 own piece of work, please refrain from copying my work. One, it's not professional. Two, a lot of time and effort has been put into this book. Three, there is literally no point in doing so. We are all here to read and write aren't we? So, let's just have fun!!

Jeanette Arthur had no idea what was going to happen to her when they opened the doors. Was she going to die? Or would she wish she was dead? She began to think that this kind of thing didn't happen to people like her, but she realized how wrong she was. This became her story's end the night she picked up those drinks. When she let herself step into that building, when she accepted that job and put on those clothes. They had made her believe she was important. Special. Worth loving. She had thought all these people wanted her, but they only wanted the lie she was selling. She knew this was no longer pretend. She was no longer in control, and she was no longer the one selling herself. She wanted someone to rewrite her story. So for the first time in her life, she raised up her hands, and she started to pray.

"People should be judged not by their outward demeanor but by their works, for many in sheep's clothing do the work of wolves."Based on Mr Wolf, What Time Is It?