Three months of unpaid rent. A routine eviction. That was supposed to be the extent of Officer Asher Gray's Tuesday morning. But when he forced his way into the dilapidated apartment, he didn't find a deadbeat tenant. He found a nightmare. Hidden behind a door was Aria-broken, bound, and trembling under the psychological ghost of a man who called himself "Matthew." For three years, she lived in a hell of Logan's making, a world where her body was currency and her voice was a liability. Now that Logan has vanished into the shadows, Aria is physically free, but her mind remains a prisoner. She is a ghost in a hospital gown, refusing to utter a single word to the doctors, the counselors, or the world that failed her. The only person she doesn't shrink away from is Asher. He's the one who cut the ropes; he's the one who stood between her and the darkness. When the Chief realizes that Asher is the only anchor keeping Aria from drifting away entirely, he makes an unorthodox-and dangerous-request: Asher needs to take her in. Asher Gray is a man of protocols and boundaries, and bringing a traumatized witness into his home breaks every one of them. He's annoyed, overwhelmed, and certain he's the wrong man for the job. But as the days turn into weeks, the silence in his house begins to change. Through the flicker of her hands and the tentative trust in her eyes, Aria starts to emerge from the wreckage. Asher intended to just keep her safe until the trial, but he soon realizes that the closer she gets to healing, the harder it becomes to imagine his life without her quiet presence. In the process of saving Aria, Asher might just find that he was the one who was truly lost. #1 lovestory

[𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 #2 𝙤𝙛 𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨] ●○● ◆ ɪ ᴡᴀs ʙʟɪɴᴅᴇᴅ. Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɪ sᴀᴡ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ. Nᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴇʏᴇs. ◆ ~ 𝔽𝔸𝕎𝔸𝔻 𝔸ℍ𝕄𝔼𝔻. ◆ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡɪɴ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ, ʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏɢɪᴄ. ◆ ~ 𝔸ℤ𝔼𝔼ℕ ℚ𝕌ℝ𝔸𝕀𝕊ℍ. ●○● Closing his eyes, he was feeling the soothing sound of sea waves when someone bumped into him. Abruptly opening his eyes he saw a small figure standing in front of him. "Please! Please help me! They... they are try... trying to kidnap me." The women said panting. Last time when Fawad helped a woman in danger, he was almost labeled as a murderer. Now seeing the women in front of him pleading helplessly, the whole thing was like a déjà vu. He was thinking of ignoring her until she spoke again. "Please! Please save me!" Tears were flowing through her eyes. Unable to resist her oddly familiar pleading eyes, at last, he gave up. "Hop in the car." Opening the passenger door, he ordered. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑. Want to know more about them? Then what are you waiting for?! Press the 'READ' button. ●○● [Cover credit @ShabanaTheStar] 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛: This is the second book of bittersweet series. Although it can be read as stand alone, I'll suggest you to read the first book for better understanding. ●○● #1 in longings #1 in positivity

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐗 𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐈) "𝐀 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠." 🌹 When 𝑽𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒊 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂, an outspoken doctor, dares to challenge 𝑯𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑹𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒚, the ruthless and power-hungry chief minister, she unknowingly seals her fate. Her defiance ignites his fury, and in a move of revenge, he forces her into a marriage she never wanted. But Vaishali isn't one to surrender-if he wants a battle, she's ready to give him one. What begins as a war of dominance turns into something far more dangerous as secrets unravel and hidden identities come to light. Beneath her white coat, Vaishali carries a past that could shake the very foundations of power Hemansh stands on. As the lines between love and hate blur, so do the rules of the game they're playing. In a world where power is everything, will love be their greatest strength-or their ultimate downfall? 📚✨ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! 🙏 📖 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭! 💖

#MiddleClassLoveStory #Corporate job holder X Teacher Life is more about efforts and second chances. What happens when we forget to appreciate the efforts done for us? Is it worth forgiving, every time ? Ranveer Agarwal, a financial analyst in a corporate firm and Priya Mishra, a student aspiring to be a post-graduate school teacher were introduced by the families and eventually got married, slowly navigating their way of living in marriage. But a marriage that seems perfect outside, can it stand the test of time? Will Priya's quest for a 'happily ever after' be met? Let's dive into the world of Ranveer and Priya ❤️ Rankings: (May '25) 👑 #1 in #slowburn out of 91.6k stories (31.5.25 ❤️) 👑 #2 in #middleclass (out of 3.09k stories) 👑#2 in #indiancouple (out of 1.26k stories) 👑#5 in #lovestory (out of 378k stories) #37 in #mumbai (out of 7.67k stories) #65 in #caring (out of 7.47k stories) [Suggestion: The chapters are not very big, so you may try to read from website rather than the app, to avoid ads. And new readers, please vote for all the chapters if you're liking them.] Completed on : May 23, 2025 💝

Kavya never expected to find her place at the prestigious Delhi International School, but then she met Reyansh Malhotra. What started as a chance encounter in the corridor blossomed into an unbreakable friendship that became the envy of their entire school. For three years, they were inseparable-sharing dreams, secrets, and a bond so deep that Kavya began to see their friendship through rose-colored glasses. As Class XII approaches its end, Kavya realizes her feelings have grown beyond friendship. Watching Reyansh laugh with her, walk her to the local bus stop every day while his family's driver waited with their BMW, and treat her like she's the most important person in his world, she decides to take the leap and confess her love. But on the day she plans to open her heart, Kavya witnesses Reyansh asking Sanya-the popular, wealthy girl she can't stand-to be his date for the farewell party. Heartbroken and hiding behind the school pillars, Kavya overhears a conversation that destroys everything she believed about their friendship. To his friends questioning why he'd never consider dating Kavya, Reyansh's response is devastating: she's from a middle-class family on merit scholarship while he's from South Delhi elite society. Their "standards are too different," and being with her would hurt his reputation in their social circle. To him, she's nothing more than a charity case-his good deed, not his equal. In one crushing moment, Kavya discovers that three years of what she thought was genuine friendship was just pity from a rich boy playing the noble savior. Some hearts aren't meant to be given away, and some truths, once heard, can never be forgotten. A story about friendship, betrayal, class differences, and the painful lesson that love doesn't always conquer the divide between South Delhi mansions and middle-class apartments. COMPLETE ON SCROLLSTACK

He was a man of cold words and quieter wounds, a celebrated author who stitched stories for the world, but never believed in the tale of love himself. To the world, he was distant- To his loved ones, he was a quiet refuge. Returning to India after years, he never imagined fate would greet him with the eyes of a girl he once competed with-Nila. But the Nila he remembered was gone. In her place stood a woman- a widow, a mother, a soul who had survived more than she ever deserved to endure. Her smile carried cracks, her voice held strength, and her heart... was still aching for a love that once failed her. Their parents tied them in a bond neither sought- an arranged marriage between strangers with a shared past and separate scars. She didn't want another husband- she wanted a father for her daughter. He didn't believe in love- but her daughter called him "Dad" and something inside him softened. Would he ever hold space in his heart for a little girl with wide eyes and louder questions? Would he ever learn that love isn't loud, or perfect, but sometimes quiet... and healing? Or would Nila remain a soul still longing, still waiting for someone to choose her, not out of duty- but out of love? #1 romanticdrama🏅 #1 savagefl🏅 #1 realistic love story🏅 #1 in widow🏅 #1 in slowburnromance🏅

[ Already Completed In Scrollstck ] Both of them were fragments of a once-whole existence, shattered by life, love, and the weight of their scars. Yet, amidst the wreckage of their hearts, a tiny spark of hope appeared- a child. Eklavya Nene, a single father navigating the stormy seas of parenthood, found himself struggling to be everything his son needed, especially the tender, nurturing presence of a mother. His divorce had left him fractured, and the idea of letting another woman into his life was daunting. But for the sake of his son, Amogh, he had to find a way. Unnati Kothari carried the weight of a troubled past, one that had led her to view men as nothing more than monsters. However, a deep-seated desire to become a mother persisted within her. When she met little Amogh through a mutual friend, her world shifted; the boy's laughter and innocence touched something in her, awakening dreams she thought she had buried forever. Brought together by the gentle nudges of friends and family, Eklavya and Unnati agreed to a marriage of convenience, each committing to the role of a parent for a child who needed more than either could provide alone. Yet, love- true, uncharted, and profound- remained an elusive mystery to them both. Could two souls so deeply marred by their pasts find the courage to trust and to heal? Would they ever allow their hearts to open and let love in, not just as parents to Amogh but as partners to each other? ------ Intended for mature readers, rated R (18+) for the subjects dealing with strong language, sexual content, abuse/ violence, and trauma. ------ One of the books from the 'Mad Love' series. It can be read as a standalone ------ [Updates on- Tuesday and Friday: 4 pm IST] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Unedited First Draft] [Full-Length Novel, Word Count Approx. 200K to 250K] ----- © 2024 Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and there is no violation of copyrights.

"They say no good deed goes unpunished" 〽️〽️〽️ AKARIST CREATIONS PRESENTS 〽️〽️〽️ The quiet but pathetic life of twenty-year-old Mia Jefferson changed the night she found a few months old interracial baby boy abandoned in a dumpster on her way home. She saved him and kept him in her care for almost a month until she was taken by a deadly gang who accused her of abduction. She thought it was it for her until the ruthless gang leader, Nathaniel Kincaid, known on the streets as Big Kai and the father of the baby appeared and added to her punishment. At the point when Mia is about to give up, Big Kai makes her his baby's nanny as the only way to convince him that she is not the abductor. As she picked up her care for the baby, Big Kai watched her every move consistently, placing his heart in a dark and passionate risk. 〽️〽️〽️ "Take them off," he ordered. I furrowed my brows in terror. The shudders from the hostages he has tied up to a chair in the same room as us filled my ears. He narrowed his eyes at me. "I don't...." "Take off your panties and come sit your ass on my face," he ordered. My heart pounded at his ridiculous demand. There are hostages in here, what is he... "Didn't you hear me, Mia?" "I...I can't....." He cocked his gun instantly and.... BANG! I jumped the minute he shot one of the hostages. "If I repeat myself, white girl, they die." he gestured to the hostages. I swallowed in absolute terror. "Now, your panties off and ass on my face or these motherfuckers transcends in a jiffy. Make a choice. Quickly."

" I won't marry you! ...Ge..t out of here!" I screamed in fear. my voice breaking. Ammi grabbed my hand, her grip tight with desperation. "Stop! Don't say anything! He will hurt you bacha!" But I wasn't listening with trembling hands, I picked up a small mirror from the table and throw it at him, everyone's eyes widened. "Leave you monster!!!" Shiva dodged it effortlessly, mirror shattered at his feet, his eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, He exhaled sharply, his patience snapping, Everyone hold their breath thinking now he's going to hurt me as well. "Shoot her father's leg." "No!" I screamed, DIG IN TO FIND OUT MORE Do not click on this book if you can't handle senstive content.© Trigger warning ⚠️ rape, abuse, trauma, suicidal behaviour, anger , mention of blood , murder. I don't own any picture. All the photos belong to their rightful owners, only the storyline is mine so please don't copy my story, thank you.

#2 | Blood Constellations [Book 1 ~ Not a standalone] At Royale Crown Academy, where wealth dictates power and legacy defines worth, Dev Oberoi is untouchable. The heir to the Oberoi empire-a dynasty built on luxury, tech, and politics-he is ruthless, commanding, and dangerously possessive. No one crosses him and lives to tell the tale. Then comes Ishaani Varma. A soft-spoken, middle-class girl who enters the academy on a scholarship. She is fragile, painfully innocent, and entirely out of place in this world of private jets and designer labels. She doesn't understand the whispers, the silent rules, or the weight of Dev's gaze when he sets his eyes on her. But she is not the one to like them. From the moment he sees her, he decides-she is his. She isn't allowed to cry-because he will kiss it away. She isn't allowed to flinch-because only he can touch her. She isn't allowed to look at another man-because she belongs to him. But Ishaani doesn't understand obsession. She doesn't see the danger behind his devotion. Because in Dev's world, love isn't sweet. It is raw, consuming, and unbreakable. And in this dark, elite world-she will race against him only to lose? She was never meant to have a choice. But she wasn't like others, she was Femme Fatale. Vote.Comment.Follow.♥️