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After hundreds and thousands of years of evolution, animals developed many mechanisms to survive predators. One of them, perhaps the most used by humans, is also one of the most simple: you should avoid at all costs anything outstanding or uniquely beautiful, for frequently, the most beautiful things tend to be the deadliest. The premise is easy. It has been within our genetics forever. And although Kakashi knows it too, he simply can't help getting attached to her. --- (Slight and short enemies to lovers)

" Just because lychees are hard to open doesn't mean that they are bitter inside" -------------------------------------------- " Mangoes lead the fruit kingdom and yet still receives a lot of criticism." -------------------------------------------- Our book, 'The Virtual Bridge: Beyond the Bloodline,' is all about two boys forming a brotherhood online, showing that true connections can thrive even from a distance. Perfect for anyone who values friendship in the digital age. What will happen when two different worlds collide? When you will get an elder brother vibes from a stranger? You entered my life when I was alone and had lost all my hopes. -------------------------------------------- "YOU ARE MY BROTHER ITS JUST YOU ARE FROM ANOTHER MOTHER" READ THE BOOK YO FIND OUT MORE ~~~~

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵐᵖᵗʸ ᶜˡᵃˢˢʳᵒᵒᵐ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ʷᵃʳᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉᶠᵘˡ ʷʰⁱˡᵉ ˢⁱᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ. ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᵃ ᵇʳᵒʷⁿ ʰᵃⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵇᵒʸ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵃʳᵍᵉ ⁱⁿ. ᵒⁱᵏᵃʷᵃ ᵗᵒᵒʳᵘ, ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃⁱⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒˡˡᵉʸᵇᵃˡˡ ᵗᵉᵃᵐ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵇᵒʸ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵒᵇᵃ ʲᵒʰˢᵃⁱ. ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ 𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐭: @𝟏𝟎𝐭_𝐭𝟐𝟔 𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲

"My Cookbook Journal" This journal is a personal collection of my favorite recipes, culinary experiments, and treasured family dishes. Each meal is halal, with recipes adjusted to ensure they align with halal dietary guidelines, including classic dishes traditionally made non-halal. Portions are tailored for a family of six, ensuring there's always enough to feed a table full of loved ones. From quick weekday meals to festive feasts, this book reflects my journey through flavors, techniques, and the joy of shared meals. It includes space to document ingredients, cooking instructions, and helpful tips, alongside notes about the special moments tied to each dish-whether it's the laughter of family gatherings or the quiet joy of trying something new. This journal is more than just a recipe book; it's a living archive of flavors and stories, perfect for inspiring future generations or simply revisiting meals that made life delicious.

A Shokugeki no Soma Love story. *Disclaimer: I don't own Shokugeki no Soma, the pictures and songs used in this story, I only own OCs and extras. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than �������� you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to /myworks/83058842-herbs,-spices-and-love-hayama-x-oc-&-takumi-aldini-x-oc . Thank you.

One shots because I know you're mainly here for lemon/smut and you don't want to read a whole book just to get to the spicy part. Includes: Lemon/smut Fluff Angst/sensitive subjects (self-harm, blood, ect.) cussing (lol nobody cares) well uh enjoy i guess...

Turning ingredients into culinary delights from scratch to master piece with love ❤️

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" And yet again there it goes again the same mantra - My house - My terrace - My room and now My kitchen too? Really ? Why this man is so obsessed with MY title. "Nothing I was just thinking to built a swimming pool here wouldn't it look cool and it's quite spacious too what say ?" I said while crossing my arms below my chest. "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense." He spoke irritatedly. "Then stop asking nonsense !" I retorted back just how he did. "Why someone will be in kitchen? Offcourse to cook now do one thing go bring that mop stick from there and clean this mess which you made." with that I turned back and started stirring my mixture in the bowl. I have to take milk from fridge. I made it note mentally before I forget it. "Wait what? Did you just ask me to clean this mess?" And I can tell you he must be pointing his finger to himself. "No I'm not asking you but I'm telling you ! " I said without looking back. .__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__ Hey Samaira Agarwal here, I'm 23 and I live with my beautiful, chubby, talkative yet strict women whom I called Mom. Well about Dad it's better not talk about him. Being single mom was hard for her and even more hard when you live in so-called Dream City Mumbai. She fulfilled all her duties and responsibilities towards me yet all her promises except one which was staying with me. Forever. I still couldn't believe that she really left me, because still I was waiting in my room like now my mom will barge in with spatula in her hand. After her funeral my mom's best friend Mrs. Meera Sharma, she came like fairy god mother, she let me in her motherly warmth love. Time was letting me heal myself until her elder son decide to come back home from Canada after 3 years... ◆Well enough of disclosure what happens further in their lives join in this journey of Unwillingly With you. ◆