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Irena Xapuhova

Stories By Irena Xapuhova

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CZ3 хвилини ago

Když stojíte před oltářem a díváte se do očí toho druhého, s jistotou věříte, že vaše láska překoná úplně všechno

Když stojíte před oltářem a díváte se do očí toho druhého, s jistotou věříte, že vaše láska překoná úplně všechno....

З життя9 хвилин ago

I slept with my boyfriend, unaware he’d died two days earlier—Now I’m pregnant with his ghost’s childWhen the midnight wind whispered his name through the curtains, I felt his hand brush my cheek, assuring me that the child growing inside was both a warning and a promise.

Episode1 I swear I saw him. I felt his hand, I tasted his kiss, I breathed his warm breathminty as...

З життя1 годину ago

Spotted the Dog Lying by the Bench, I Hastened Over—Its Gaze Locked onto the Leash Natalie Carelessly Left BehindWhen I picked up the leash and called its name, the dog bounded to me, wagging its tail as if it had been waiting for a new friend all along.

Ethan saw the dog lying on the bench and sprinted toward it. The leash that Ethel had tossed carelessly was...

З життя2 години ago

— Who are you?!

Who are you? Julia froze in the hallway of her flat, eyes wide as saucers. A woman in her thirties...

З життя2 години ago

Fate Repeats ItselfFate Repeats Itself

A winter evening settled over the city early, the sky darkening as if in a forgotten dream before the clock...

З життя3 години ago

A wealthy tycoon pulls over in a snowstorm; the ragged child’s bundle sends a chill down his spine.

Dear Diary, Tonight the snow fell in earnest, laying a thick, white shawl over Regents Park. The trees stood mute,...

З життя4 години ago

The day I turned eighteen, Mum chased me out the front door; years later fate dragged me back home, and inside the fireplace I uncovered a hidden compartment holding her icy secret.

Emma had always felt like an outsider in her own home. Her mother, Margaret, clearly favoured her older sistersHarriet and...

З життя5 години ago

Das Lachen auf dem Steg erstarb augenblicklich

Das Lachen auf dem Steg erstarb augenblicklich. Arthur von Boldt fror mitten in der Bewegung ein, sein Glas kippte gefährlich...

З життя5 години ago

Das Lachen auf dem Steg erstarb augenblicklich

Das Lachen auf dem Steg erstarb augenblicklich. Friedrich Kühn fror mitten in der Bewegung ein, sein Glas kippte gefährlich in...

З життя5 години ago

El desprecio del muelle se transformó en asombro mudó. Vicente Soler se quedó de piedra, observando al pequeño limpiador que se enderezaba despacio, limpiándose las palmas en los vaqueros

El desprecio del muelle se transformó en asombro mudó. Vicente Soler se quedó de piedra, observando al pequeño limpiador que...