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Lovly Arhana

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kumkum bhagya director have forgotten arhana but i remember so i am remembering them with my story
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โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—๏ผ•ร˜๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜4๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์ œ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „์—†์ด๊ตฌ์ž…โค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#ํ•œ๋ฐฉ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋น„๋‹‰์Šค๊ตฌ๋งคํ›„๊ธฐ,#โ€‹๊ณจ๋“œ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†กโญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—๏ผ•ร˜๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ๋น„๋‹‰์Šคํ•„๋ฆ„๋‹น์ผ์ˆ˜๋ นโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#์ŠคํŽ˜๋‹ˆ์‰ฌํ”Œ๋ผ์ด๊ตฌ๋งค๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•,#์ง„์‹œํ™˜์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์—†์ด๊ตฌ๋งค,#๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผํ•„๋ฆ„100mg์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#ํ•„๋ฆ„๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ์•ฝ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋ฟŒ๋ฆฌ๋Š”๋‚จ์ž์ •๋ ฅ์ œํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ,#์กฐ๋ฃจ์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œ์ธํ„ฐ๋„ท๊ตฌ์ž…,#๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œํŒ๋งค์ฒ˜,#์กฐ๋ฃจ์ง€์—ฐํฌ๋ฆผํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ,#์ •ํ’ˆ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒ๋งค์ ,#์ฒœ์—ฐ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งค,#์น™์น™์ด๊ตฌ์ž…ํ›„๊ธฐ,โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”75ร˜4โ†”๏ผ–ร˜4๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธํŒ”ํŒ”์ •์‚ฌ์šฉ๋ฒ•โค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#ํ•„๋ฆ„์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคํšจ๋Šฅ,#์•ฝ๊ตญ์šฉ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคํ›„๋ถˆ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#๋‚จ์ž๊ฐ•์ง๋„์˜์–‘์ œํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†ก๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋‚จ์„ฑ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๊ฐœ์„ ์ œํ’ˆํšจ๊ณผ,#๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์•ฝํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ,#์š”ํž˜๋นˆ๊ตฌ๋งค,#๋‚จ์„ฑ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๊ฐœ์„ ์ œํ’ˆ,#์•„์ด์ฝ”์Šค๊ตฌ์ž…ํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋‚จ์„ฑ์„ฑ๊ธฐ๋‹จ๋ จ๊ธฐ๊ตฌ๋‹น์ผ๊ตฌ๋งค,#๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „ํ•„์š”์—†๋Š”,#๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคํ›„๊ธฐ,โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ[ร˜Iร˜โ†”75ร˜4โ†”๏ผ–ร˜4๏ผ•]๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ์กฐ๋ฃจ์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#๊ตฌ๊ตฌ์ •๊ตฌ์ž…,#์•ฝ๊ตญ์šฉ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ,#๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „ํ•„์š”์—†๋Š”์•ฝ๊ตญ,#๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „์—†์ด๊ตฌ๋งค,#๋‚จ์„ฑ์„ฑ๊ธฐ๋‹จ๋ จ๊ธฐ๊ตฌ๊ตฌ์ž…,#๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œํšจ๋Šฅ,#์„ผํฌ์Šค๊ตฌ๋งคํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์˜์–‘์ œ100mg์•ฝ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#ํ•„๋ฆ„ํ˜•์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค100mg์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#๋‚จ์„ฑ์„ฑ์š•์ฆ๊ฐ•์ œ100mg์ฒ˜๋ฐฉโญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Ž0๏ผ‘0โ†”๏ผ—504โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธa ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „ ์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œ ๊ตฌ๋งค,๋น„๋‡จ๊ธฐ๊ณผ ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ,๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ์•ฝ๊ตญ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „,ํ•€ํŽ˜์‹œ์•„,์นด๋งˆ๊ทธ๋ผ,์นด๋งˆ๊ทธ๋ผ ์ง๊ตฌ,์„ผํฌ์Šค,๋น„๋‹ฌ๋ฆฌ์Šคํƒ€,๋…์ผ์ •ํ’ˆํ”„๋กœ์ฝ”๋ฐ€ ํ›„๊ธฐ,์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ€ฆ

Part 3 Mr. Lu's Little Pitiful [MTL]

Part 3 Mr. Lu's Little Pitiful [MTL]

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I DO NOT OWN THE WORK AND THE TRANSITION AND THE COVERFOR OFFLINE PURPOSE ONLY DO NOT VOTE, JUST READ https://www.mtlnovel.com/mr-lus-little-pitiful/Alternate Title:้™†ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿ็š„ๅฐๅฏๆ€œAuthor:Mei Kai@ credit to the rightful ownersโ€ฆ

Jet and Debt

Jet and Debt

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After purple monkey brothers Olo, Oba and Oru lose their souls after gambling to the grim reaper, the three brothers must go on a chaotic jounrey to collect 56 wanted souls via plane to pay off their debt.โ€ฆ

Chaya ~ His Hidden Desire

Chaya ~ His Hidden Desire

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Vikram's eyes burned with intensity as he took my hand, his fingers wrapping around mine like a vice. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he raised my hand to his lips, his gaze never leaving mine.The touch of his lips on my skin was like a spark of electricity, sending shockwaves through my entire body. I felt like I was melting into his gaze, my heart racing with anticipation."Next time, the kiss will be on your lips," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine.I felt a flutter in my chest as his eyes lingered on mine, the promise in his words hanging in the air like a challenge. I knew in that moment that I was in trouble, that this man was going to change my life forever.And I was right.This was the beginning of a dark romance, one that would consume me entirely. A romance that would push me to the limits of my sanity, test my boundaries, and make me question everything I thought I knew about love.But I was ready. Ready to surrender to the darkness, ready to embrace the passion and the pain that came with it.Ready to be consumed by Vikram, body and soulโ€ฆ