harlem globetrotters

Harlem Rahim. A girl from the hood. From Brownsville, Brooklyn. Born of an Israelite father and an afro american mother. Quite a juvenile delinquent and not ashamed to be. If you grew up the way I did, you'd probably be one too. Just turned eighteen years old. Poor but not stupid. I'm gonna go all the way to get out of this mess. To get 'us' outta this. Even discover a world out of the hood life. But never forget where I come from. Where I belong.

A Harlem monsterous shapeshifter hides within town, unknown origin and an unknown destination. All he knows is he's not alone as he's forced to encounter other monsters, humans and worst of all his own family. Accompanied by a mysterious voice that comes and goes in his head pushing the limits of reality and some sort of videogame

this is gonna be you run of the mill wish fulfillment but in the Pokémon universe. so almost anything goes

Can wait!!!!

Semua berdasar isi hati paling dalam Jika mata tertuju pada hati Maka telinga akan menuli pada logika memang terlihat bodoh namun apa mau dikata inilah cinta

Martha, Martha is a deeply sensual, darkly poetic journey of a woman stripped of self and reborn in absolute submission. After awakening in a void with no memory or escape, 27-year-old Martha descends into a strange new world-a Castle ruled by a masked, formless Master whose Will is law. Subjected to trials of pain, denial, servitude, and desire, Martha is reshaped by five enigmatic Maids, each teaching her obedience, pleasure, loyalty, and control. Through erotic rituals and spiritual unmaking, she becomes Myrrha-no longer a woman of the past, but a vessel of reverence and sacred lust, living only to serve and be shaped by the Master's hand. Martha, Martha is not about loss. It's about becoming. All Rights Reserved.

Meri Ghar me meri maa ki dabi aavaj

Meanly it for kids

In the Mahabharata, Karna has always been my favorite character. His bravery, kindness, and unmatched strength—both mental and physical—set him apart. As a great archer and a warrior bound by fate, he holds a special place in the hearts of many, including mine. I'm excited to explore his story from his perspective, delving into his struggles, triumphs, and unwavering spirit. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it!

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"