𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄×𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀 (Videshi × desi) "𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐜𝐡é𝐫𝐢𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬." ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── DANTE SALVATORE (30) Beneath his tailored suits and diamond-encrusted cufflinks, a cauldron of turmoil seethed, the Italian billionaire CEO's vast riches was unable to purchase the one thing he craved: peace. He wanted to calm his blazing soul. The inner monster that always urged him to reach the deepest depths of human depravity. But even while, Being a declared psychopath, he embraced it like it was his shining armour. Then enters her book, 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖉𝖔𝖒. Her chaos, his peace. Her pain, his comfort. Her darkness, his solace. Never ever he thought a book, a goddamn fucking book, would bring calmness to the devil residing in him. "If her book is such a subtle seduction , I can't help but wonder what this woman's surrender would taste like." Thus embarked the actual misery in her life. VISHA CHAUHAN (23) The goddess of innocence, with the voice that whispered dirty secrets and pen which leaked sinful intents. An orphan crafted into the perfect daughter she never was, was The Chauhan's youngest adopted daughter, to the outside world, but just a stand-in for her foster bed ridden elder sister in the dark. She found her sanctuary in weaving the forbidden romance, and dark desires, that she did under the pen name, VALTORE. Unbeknownst to her, those same words had also become the solace of the Devil himself. "He embodied every dark fantasy, I'd ever wrote, a living, breathing manifestation of my deepest desires, desires that should stay FICTIONAL." Will Visha be able to accept Dante, and the darkness that comes with

"Stay still " His deep husky voice demands, I find myself even complying before I know it. "Now look at me Soo Hin" Another demand. "Fate brought us together and the same fate will keep us binded. Regardless of what you think" "Regardless of if you think you don't deserve a soulmate" "Everyone deserves love" Of all that he has said, that is the only statement that echoes in my mind. I stare at him dazed. " and I'm not letting go of you " He says and I catch movement as he turns to leave when I speak up, stopping him . "You are wrong Yoongi" His back tenses. I mumble, numbly "You will give up on me even before you know it, you will eventually get tired of me and it won't be long" His fist clenches as he tilt his head, enough me me to see his jaw tighten. "Says who?" "Me....." A twisted smile makes it way on my face. "I will make you " I say determined . With his back still turned to me , he 'tsks' , then replies.... "Make me then "

The beautiful princess of Panchaal, is the most sorted out for. She's believed to have the perfect life, but that's all what it was, mere believes. Reality for Panchaali is more harsher, beauty is not always a blessing but at times it could be a curse. It was for her, there were many people around her but not one friend. She had a family but no one that loved or accepted her. Lost was all she felt until she met the five princes in disguise who tilted her world upside down. Home was where her five childhood best friends were, but they too were separated with time. The pandavas had been through a lot of hardships but they wouldn't change their life if they could. After all they had each other and a loving mother, what more a person could ask for? It doesn't matter if their cousins hated them, but life is no longer same since they meet her, like a storm she threatened to cause a havoc in their lives and feelings but she's also the one that calms them like no other. Their childhood friend but too soon she was taken away, but life goes on so did they, a small part of them always missed her. Making them wonder where she was? This is a story of love and heartache, pain and sacrifice, a story that shall make you cry and laugh. This the story of the fire born princess Panchaali. *** Cover by @Swastiana KINDLY NOTE THE IMAGES USED IN THE BOOK AND IN COVER BELONGS TO THEIR ORIGINAL AUTHOR, I HAVE TAKEN THE IMAGE FROM GOOGLE & PINTEREST) XOXO, Nick❤

MIN YOONGI AU √ "You should stop smoking." I whispered, passing him a soft smile. His face twitched in distaste as he heard my words. Lighting the cigarette, he inhaled it and let out a thick blow of smoke out of his mouth. "This nicotine shit is the only thing that keeps me sane." He said, shrugging his shoulders ever so slightly. "And your music is the only thing that keeps me sane. I don't want you to ruin it." I took his cigarette and without a second thought, crushed it. He turned his face towards me and in a swift motion, he encircled his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him till we're only breath apart. I gasped and couldn't help but look straight into his beautiful eyes in which resides nothing but pain. "Then let me ruin your lipstick." And with that he smashed his lips over mine.

"Sorry, my English is no good." "It's okay, my Korean sucks too." In which a male k-pop idol, disguised as a casual tourist, engages a female cafe barista, a graduating University student, to be his English teacher. Started: 8 April 2019 Completed: - Best Rankings: #1 in #kpopidols #1 in #kpopromance #1 in #btsromance #1 in #Yoongi #2 in #Bangtan #4 in #kpopfanfic #1 in #Kpop #1 in #namjoon #2 in #jimin #1 in #jhope #1 in #Jin All rights and content reserved © 2019.

who doesn't know BTS and especially the golden maknae, Jungkook? now meet Narin the main vocal from the famous girl group Fabulicious. || COMPLETE ||