He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)

THIS BOOK IS NOW A PREVIEW It wasn't the color of his eyes, or how they were hooded and look almost half asleep, everything took on life as long as she stared into his eyes. It was what she saw in them, what he made her see, how he looked at her, there was not a single stare of his that hadn't plunged her more in love with him, with his eyes he made her feel loved, he reprimanded her with them and he made her toes curl under her feet. All the deep, dark twisted side of him became opened to her, through his eyes, at his expressive best, or when they shifted to conceal a pain that he was sure revealing that would cause her pain. His Hazels. *** If Being Bilaal's wife came with a price, it was a tag worth every cent, every pain and sacrifice she'd made all her life..

Lokaci ne.

A sequel to Family Comes First by Mason FitzGibbon After Carrie telling the detectives about the abuse Tommy put her through, a search is out for Tommy and Jimmy. Julie is trying her best to keep the family's traditions secret, but the detectives have been in the basement. She gets caught up in a web of lies and has to clear her name so that she isn't charged for murder. Jimmy wants Julie and Hunter back. Julie moves in with Carrie and she tries her best to suppress her anger toward Carrie. The story is told as a mashup of Julie and Jimmy's POV *The photo used for the cover is not mine. If anyone knows the photographer please message me*

The last survivor on Earth has to watch the world burn in front of her

Kevin is stuck as an English teacher. He is a writer, but has never been successful. When his latest novel gets rejected by a publisher, Kevin breaks down. Two protagonists from his novels come to life and teach him how to write a horror novel. This leads to a night of murder and terror.

Fasaltawa: Nakan yi abinda aka umarce ni inyi Ako da yaushe. Ina yin duk abin da aka sani. Na kasance abar kwatance cikin al'umma. Na kasance kamammiya, ban kuma taba aikata wani laifi ba saboda.... Ni yar liman ce. Zinariya cikin al'umma. Na kasance yar da kuwa ne iyaye ke son yayen su su zama, kafin.... Wani dare wanda Mani mummunan hatsari ya faru, hakan ya sa na rasa komai. Amintaka ta, Iyali na, Kawaye har ma da cigaba na. *** Wayen ne wahalhalu A'isha yar shekara 16 ta sha, domin ta cimma nasara? Ba zaku san abin da ya faru da A'isha ba har sai kun karata labarin kuma kun kara shi a cikin kundin ku. © Copyright 2021

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