<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/">  <channel>    <title>Wattpad - by basiclia    </title>    <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss    </link>    <description>Wattpad - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories</description>    <image>      <title>Wattpad - by basiclia      </title>      <url>https://static.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1778793013</url>      <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss      </link>    </image><item><title>||Coffee with Sugar||</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/129916152-coffee-with-sugar-one?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;basiclia / 2 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&quot;What&apos;s your favorite drink?&quot; I quietly asked, playing my fingers. 
He looked at me and a small chuckle escaped his lips, &quot;Coffee with sugar.&quot; he answered. I gave him a puzzled look and he shot a smile, &quot;I need something to sweeten my day.&quot;</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&quot;What&apos;s your favorite drink?&quot; I quietly asked, playing my fingers. 
He looked at me and a small chuckle escaped his lips, &quot;Coffee with sugar.&quot; he answered. I gave him a puzzled look and he shot a smile, &quot;I need something to sweeten my day.&quot;</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/129916152-coffee-with-sugar-one?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/39982639-256-k996355.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>||Coffee with Sugar||</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Street Racer</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/89476231-street-racer-one?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;basiclia / 2 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It was simple. I was shy and he was outgoing. I&apos;d rather stay at home with a good book or watch a movie and he would rather go out to a party and socialize. I was a good student while he wasn&apos;t. He was a street racer and had a lot of excitement an...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was simple. I was shy and he was outgoing. I&apos;d rather stay at home with a good book or watch a movie and he would rather go out to a party and socialize. I was a good student while he wasn&apos;t. He was a street racer and had a lot of excitement and adventure in his life. Then there&apos;s me, I rarely had exciting moments or fun adventures in my life. But that all changed when I met him.
&quot;Come on sunshine, stop being so uptight.&quot; he said, a smirk plastered on his face while his cigarette was between his lips.
I scoffed, folding my arms across my chest, &quot;My name isn&apos;t even sunshine and I am not uptight.&quot;&amp;amp;nbsp;
 He puffed out a small cloud of smoke from his mouth before chuckling, &quot;Prove it. Prove it that you&apos;re not uptight.&quot;</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/89476231-street-racer-one?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/28907472-256-k214237.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Street Racer</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Bonfire</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/110707005-bonfire-one?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;basiclia / 3 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;bon-fire;
noun
1. a large controlled outdoor fire.
2. a social event or celebration takes place near the mentioned fire.

&quot;That was the night we met, it wasn&apos;t really expected.&quot;</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>bon-fire;
noun
1. a large controlled outdoor fire.
2. a social event or celebration takes place near the mentioned fire.

&quot;That was the night we met, it wasn&apos;t really expected.&quot;</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/110707005-bonfire-one?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/34806104-256-k777516.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Bonfire</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Sweet Love</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/100646090-sweet-love-author%27s-note?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;basiclia / 2 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&quot;Cheer up cupcake.&quot; he said with a smirk starting to form on his face. 
I rolled my eyes and crossed by arms, &quot;For the last time, don&apos;t ever call me cupcake.&quot;</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&quot;Cheer up cupcake.&quot; he said with a smirk starting to form on his face. 
I rolled my eyes and crossed by arms, &quot;For the last time, don&apos;t ever call me cupcake.&quot;</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/100646090-sweet-love-author%27s-note?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/32046764-256-k929875.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Sweet Love</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>