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“Well, I want to go continue. “ “What?” “School.” ∆∆∆ End of Chapter ∆∆∆

Naraja was just about to open his mouth to take control of the conversation again, but was unable too because the mysterious black figure swung its index finger in a slow carefree charismatic motion back n' forth and opened its mouth and said: ???: "Tsk tsk, patience is a virtue Na~r~aja. Buuuut, anywho to answer your greedy-ass buttload of questions. Hmmmm.. I cannot tell you about who I am, what I am, yourself, or these people and that dog that lay here today, and also this place of where you are is something that I cannot tell you as well. Sorry~."

Ryan. https://m.a********s.app/stories/63dc11dc3a7eb1001a4f8a41/mr-ryan? Part II coming soon!

It was then he got caught by my Mom to be cheating on her. It was a big blow for my Mom because several times he had promised to end the relationship but only for her to find out after a few months that the mistress was transferred to another house only. I was tired seeing their relationship fall apart. And that is why, here I am in a convent trying to have some peace of mind and saving myself from possible heartaches in the future. I don't believe in fairytales anymore. For lovers, it's only once upon a time they were happy, then they end. So here is my story.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

No, no need to read the first one to understand this one, but probably some details will make sense if read in order. The other story - I am not sure if I will publish it here, but it can be found on another app - free - I.N.K.I.T.T - A pack of Rain and Pain. This story should change the name to - A Pack of Ashes and Hope - but on this app will maintain the same name. I am sorry for the delays, but the story will be completed. Have a great time everyone

F - First U - Uncommon C - Classified K - Kriminal (I am using 'K' instead of 'C' because it's my story, so no offense) Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)

Megan started streaming for cash, and the drama grew. But her good days were short-lived. Her stream got shut down when she spilled lab secrets. They both ended up in jail. Insiders spilled the tea, revealing that they were both cheaters. Neither of them was innocent. Megan's past got dragged. Back in college, she hooked up with a professor and sneaked into guys' dorms. And I, the woman they screwed over, became an internet sensation. Then all the stories about me vanished. I rubbed my belly, savoring the whole saga. "Sure enough, karma is a bitch."

Carl clung to my lifeless body, refusing food, refusing water. I had no idea how long he stayed like that. The air was thick with decay, the stench unbearable. I had no choice—I entered his dream. He held me tight, whispering over and over, "Yara, don't leave me." I stroked his back. "Let me go. I don't want my body rotting away—it'll be horrible. Please... cremate me. Scatter my ashes into the sea. That's my last wish."

I said to them very clearly. “Try to find it yourself, if you want our help then speak first, we need all information,” Ronita said to me. “Ronita, you also joined them!!” I said to her. “Sorry but I want to know about my friend's love story, so I am with them in this,” Ronita said to me. “We all are waiting,” Archana, Sristi, and Tulika said in unison. I finally gave up and said “Okay, I will tell you all what happened today but I need my gift first.” and crossed both my arms over my chest and looked at them.