Jang Ha Ri Mga Nobela at Kwento

she asked herself, but loud enough for us to hear. This . . . is making me . . . puke. “E-ehem,” Rio exaggeratedly cleared his throat. “I can postpone my activities today, you know.” He started to walk through the other road beside the stable. “Tara na, Haera!” he called out without bothering to look back. “Kayong dalawa, Jeric at Myra, diyan na muna kayo hanggang sa pagbalik ko!” Haera burst out a deep loud hearty laughter as we went after him. Mukhang tuwang-tuwa siyang magmanipula ng tao por que mayaman siya.

" Yeah...we won. Now bhaiya there is no need to give them even one penny more than 21 thousand" "But your time was over," I said "Hahaha....don't fight I will give you whatever you want," Jiju stated "Yippie" All girls cheered up. I smirked glancing at his side. ○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○ The smoke from Havan Kund (a holy rite in Hinduism) was making me tough to breathe so I went out to seek some fresh air.

He said. That day he also gave me a new name. Khada Raiko. The next year, He sent me to what he calls the Institute of War. It was a restaurant at first but, as we got in, He presented a small square gold shape token with (IW-HO R 7th) engraving in it, to the cashier. We entered a secret elevator, while in the elevator he picks up another token from his pocket and put it in one of the missing elevator's buttons. He presses it and a new series of underground floors added to the elevator's buttons, descending 25 floors underground. We stopped at the 2nd underground floor. As the elevator opened, People wearing tuxedos and leather jacket accompany themselves in a mini bar on the left, on the ri

She muttered. “Maasi, something is in my eyes,” Kiara reached to Riya, rubbing her eyes and the latter sat on her knees in front of her, but Kiara threw a handful of flour at her face. “Happy Holi!!! (Holi marks the beginning of the Spring and harvest season. Spread across two days, the festival starts on the evening of the first day and is called ‘Holika Dahan’ where pyres are burnt. The next day, people get together to play and smear each other with colours.)” She exclaimed loudly, running away and Riya chased after her around the living area while Eric threw flour at Kiara. Mishka glanced back at Christian, who was taking slow predatory steps in her direction with a handful of flour in ea

Nanhi kali sone chali hawa dhire ana Nind bhare pnkh lie jhula jhula jaana Chaand kiran si gudiya naajon ki hai pali Aj agar chaandaniya ana meri gali Gun gun gun git koi haule haule gaana Resham ki dor agar pairon ko ulajhaae Ghunghar ka daana koi shor macha jaae Raani meri jaagi to fir nindiya tu bahalaana ***************************** ~~Shrinkhla Singh😊😊😊

lag ja gale ki phir ye haseen raat ho na ho shaayad phir is janam mein mulaaqaat ho na ho lag ja gale ki phir ye haseen raat ho na ho shaayad phir is janam mein mulaaqaat ho na holag ja gale... hamako milee hain aaj ye ghadiyaan naseeb se hamako milee hain aaj ye ghadiyaan naseeb se jee-bhar ke dekh leejie hamako qareeb se phir aapake naseeb mein ye baat ho na ho shaayad phir is janam mein mulaaqaat ho na ho

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The town's name had been long forgotten and was simply called The Slums. It was the kind of place Ria had heard about only in crime reports. It was her first time there- all in search of Keisha Smith. Ria gripped the file Michelle had given her and glanced around holding her breath- trash piled in one of the buildings, a dog was barking somewhere in the distance and the air smelled like smoke and something else-sour.

Chapter Six : Jealousy Ravina’s POV I sat by the window, staring into the darkening sky. The moon was half-full, casting a soft glow over the packhouse in the distance. The night air was cool, but I felt restless, my skin warm with unease. I wasn’t even sure why I was here, sitting like this, watching, waiting. But my eyes kept drifting toward the packhouse, toward him. Then I saw him. Alaric.

She placed pancakes in her plate and sat back on her chair. Gia broke a little piece and feed it to Henry as she could feel the happiness of everyone around her. She was overwhelmed and her eyes became wet when she felt a warm touch on her hand. Ria took her hand and squeezed it gently. "W e... a r e... h a p p y... t h a t... y o u... j o i n e d... u s... G i a. W e... r e a l l y... a r e."