Handon fanfic

HANDON FANFIC. Love.Friendship.Family.Hope Mikaelson lost everything.But What if she can get it back?

Klaus Mikaelson had made a lot of enemies over the centuries. Because of this, his daughter, the 17 year old tribrid named Hope, had to move from place to place. Now, she moved to Mystic Falls and started attending Mystic Falls High, where she meets an attractive Landon Kirby who was assigned to be her tour guide. She had sworn to herself not to make connections, but that seems to be easier said than done

Shubman Kohli had it all: the captaincy, the fame, and a future that stretched toward the horizon. But after a single, devastating night in a hotel suite, the Prince of Indian Cricket is forced into a golden cage. Bound by a high-stakes alliance to the ruthless Alpha heir, Abhishek Singh, Shubman must trade his jersey for tradition and his bat for a life of silent submission. Between the cold marble of the Singh mansion and the suffocating weight of an Alpha's claim, Shubman is told his playing days are over. The world thinks he retired for family; his team knows he was stolen. But as the gates of the estate lock behind him, Shubman discovers that while you can take a bird from the sky, you can't take the sky from the bird. With a legendary mentor in his corner and a brotherhood that refuses to let him go, Shubman begins a dangerous game of defiance. In a world where biology is used as a weapon and love feels like a war, can the Prince reclaim his throne? Or will the Singh empire finally break the man who was born to fly?

[ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ] ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1 ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ (standalone) • A Tale Of Old School Love. (modern-day royal romance) • 𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩, princess of Jaipur. An epitome of being soft-spoken at heart. She represents the characters of an innocent, pure and gentle soul. A kind-hearted person with a heart of gold. She believes in old school love, hoping that someday she will find the man who will adore her with all his heart. However, she carries the burden of her past, regretting a mistake she made in her early years as a college student. 𝘼𝙮𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚, the King of Rajasthan, manages the affairs of Rajasthan from Udaipur. CEO of Rathore Industries. He is a workaholic by nature who cannot tolerate even the slightest mistake in the empire he worked so hard for, which he inherited from his father and has made Rathore Industries flourish across the world. A cold-hearted billionaire to the rest of the world, one of the traits he must carry for being one of the most influential people in the world. Above all, he prioritises his family and has the biggest soft spot in his heart for his woman. • A story hidden in the depths of her heart will someday come out in the open. Her cousin, a sole witness to an unforgettable past. • And will Reet find the courage to open up to Ayushmaan about her past, or will he uncover the truth on his own? • This story brings Ayushmaan and Reet together in an arranged marriage love filled with royal romance, deep emotions, and hidden secrets. The readers will witness the two soul navigating through the ups and downs of marital life. But here's the twist: those ups and downs are anything but ordinary...they are dark, complex, and twisted. Yet, rest assured, the story ultimately leads to a happily ever after.

All the Feels Reading Event: Enter the spiral If "just one more chapter" sounds familiar... this is for you. From February 23-March 1, we're rewarding 15,000 readers with Coins simply for spiraling into romance. 📖 Read the stories from the All the Feels Reading List 📖 100 minutes → 100 Coins 💰 200 minutes → 200 Coins Whether you're here for butterflies, tension, drama, or full-blown obsession-the more you read, the better your chances. Go ahead. One more chapter won't hurt. The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

Not every story needs a full match to leave an impact. Some begin with a look in the dressing room. Some end with a whisper on the boundary line. And some... stay with you long after the stadium lights go off. A collection of emotional, heartwarming, chaotic, and powerful Stories featuring the Indian Cricket Team - raw moments, secret bonds, laughter, pain, healing, and everything in between. Each story is unique. Every bond is unforgettable. Each story will contain 6 to 7 chapters. So welcome to the world of short stories of ICT 💙. #1 on kuldeepyadav #1 on ravindra jadeja #1 on Suryakumaryadav #1 on teamindia

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?

Book 1 of "DEVOTIONAL LOVE SERIES" ★•°•. Soft Romance .•°•★ "I ALWAYS LOVED YOU !!!", I shouted. Okay I need to stay calm. "Ananya, you are not burden on me. You are my wife and love of my life, how can you be a burden for me huh?", I said calmly while looking straight into her drown worthy eyes, while my hand cupped her cheeks. "You love me ???", she asked, her voice a low whisper as if fearing what if someone hear and cast an evil eye. Her eyes looked at me with longing exptessions and I couldn't hold back anymore and confessed. I nodded while my heart beated loudly behind my ribcage as I confessed, "Yes, my Ananya. I love you." "S-since when?", she stuttered, her eyes looking deeply in my eyes, trying to search unsaid words. I can't answer her this question but I can't even hide this life time... can I ? She again asked, "Since when you l-love me niv?" "Six years", I replied. There was a breathless silence. .............•°○●○°•.•°○●○°•.•°○●○°•............. Will life give second chance to Agniv? Will Ananya meet her savior? To know more, read my first ever story 'Agniv's Aanya : his love' . ♡Tropes♡ ◇Sunshine MML × Broken FML ◇Love at first sight ◇He fall first and harder ◇If not her then no one ◇Will you fall in love with me? #1 in India《17.12.25》