𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 Ⅰ 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐈-𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 Shefali Roy had lost her parents in a pandemic when she was just one year old. That was the first time she was orphaned. The next time she was orphaned was when she was seventeen. The army of the barbaric sultan invaded and burned down every house in the tranquil town of Muksadabad where she lived with her old grandfather. Shefali had to run into the wilderness of the outer world because she knew if they caught her then they would not even spare her death. Having been orphaned again into the hands of circumstances, the last thing she wanted was to faint in the longing road just to end up in the service she was so vividly running away from, prostitution. The youngest son of the royal family of Chauhans of Rajasthan was growing up unaware of the twisted future he was to face soon. It was only until one fine day that he saw a girl wearing a distinct piece of worn-out dirty cloth so beautifully draped around her body, nothing like what his people wear. All until his glance reached her curious eyes when he was blown away by the wilderness of her serenity. Having hated such women who indulge in prostitution all his life ever since his father, the king, started having serious affairs with them, will this hot-headed Chauhan of Rajasthan understand the unheard words of the girl who thought the most yet talked the least? It's not a tale of love and happy endings... it's a legacy of generations in the Royal family of the Chauhans dating back to the early 16th Century when pride met poise and turned wise. #1 in Bookworm #25 in Interesting #64 in Historical Fiction

She was never meant to be his. Aarohi Mehra's life was signed away in a deal she never agreed to-forced into a marriage with Rishab Rathore, a man as powerful as he is dangerous. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. He didn't ask for her love. He didn't need her trust. He only expected obedience. But Aarohi was never built to surrender. What begins as a war of control slowly unravels into something far more complicated-stolen glances, unspoken emotions, and a pull neither of them can deny. Between power, revenge, and buried truths, the lines between hate and desire begin to blur. Because the man she feared the most... is slowly becoming the only place she feels safe. And the woman who once tried to escape him... is the only one who can destroy him. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is a liability- what happens when two broken people start to become each other's home? "In a marriage built on power... Love is the greatest Rebellion."

He ruined her life. Now she's wearing his last name. One reckless night. One shattered body. One forced marriage. Captain Aryan Rathore was days away from marrying the love of his life until a crash made him the villain in someone else's story. Avni Parmar was a fire on stage. Now, she's a prisoner in his mansion... and his bed. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But desire doesn't follow rules. Mrs. Rathore is a sizzling, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with betrayal, obsession, and a love that shouldn't exist but refuses to die.

ഇതെൻറെ ആദ്യ കഥയാണ്.ഒരുപക്ഷേ എൻറെ തന്നെ പ്രിയപ്പെട്ടവർ നൽകിയ അനുഭവങ്ങളിൽ നിന്നും ഓർമ്മകളിൽ നിന്നും ഞാൻ സൃഷ്ടിച്ചെടുത്ത കഥ ✍🏼🤎 ★ ᴍᴀɪɴ ʟᴇᴀᴅ • 𝐕𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 / 𝐁𝐋 ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ʟᴇᴀᴅ • 𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 / 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙʏ 𝗝𝐌⭑𝗝𝗔𝗬𖤓

"അവൾ ഒരു മഴയായിരുന്നു... എരിഞ്ഞു കൊണ്ടിരുന്ന എന്റെ ഉള്ളിലെ വേദനയുടെ കനൽ അടക്കിയ മഴ... ശൂന്യമായ എന്റെ മനസ്സിൽ ഞാൻ പോലുമറിയാതെ സ്ഥാനം പിടിച്ചവൾ... എന്റെ അന്ന.... കല്ലായിരുന്ന എന്റെ മനസ്സിനെ പിടിച്ചുലക്കാൻ ശക്തി ഉള്ളവയായിരുന്നു അവളുടെ കണ്ണുകൾ... ആദ്യമായി കണ്ട നിമിഷം എന്റെ കണ്ണുകൾ ഉടക്കിയതും ആ നക്ഷത്ര കണ്ണുകളിൽ ആയിരുന്നു... ഇനി ഒരു നൂറു ജന്മം ഉണ്ടായാലും അവൾ എന്റെ ആയിരിക്കും... എന്റെ മാത്രം പെണ്ണ്..... ഈ അലക്സിയുടെ മാത്രം അന്ന.... " അലക്സി ഒരു പുഞ്ചിരിയോടെ ആ അക്ഷരങ്ങൾ ഒന്നു കൂടി വായിച്ചു.. തന്റെ ഡയറി ഭദ്രമായി അടച്ചതിനു ശേഷം അവൻ കട്ടിലിൽ ശാന്തമായി ഉറങ്ങുന്ന അവന്റെ പെണ്ണിനെ നോക്കി... ഇത് അവരുടെ കഥയാണ്... അലക്സിയുടെയും അവന്റെ ജീവന്റെ ജീവനായ അന്നയുടെയും....

manthrangalude naattil karimkalikku samam niranju ninna sthreeyudeyum maayajalalokathu adimappettu mayilpeelikkaavinte munnil thante azhagikkuvendi kaathirunna purushanteyum pranayathinte nerkkazhchagal athe ithavarude kadhayanu pranayathinte ulnaambukale thanne thiruthi ezhuthunna onnu SURYAGAYATHRI shivamaheshwarimaarude puthiya leelavilasamakumo ivarude koodikkazhcha? vaayichu nokku

on the surface, the two couldn't have been more different. he was cruel, arrogant, and cold; she was quiet, mellow, and kind. however, the two students would soon be made aware of how they wore matching scars on their skin and in their souls. // "I have scars too, remember?" Draco said after a moment. He tugged off his shirt, making Lorelei blush, but he showed her all of the long white scars on his arms, back, and torso. She gently touched one of them, making Draco breathe deeper, but her heart slowed and shoulders uncoiled to see them. With shaky hands and averted eyes, Lorelei carefully pulled back the hem of her dress until it rested just above her knees. She didn't look at his face, not wanting to see his reaction. She flinched just slightly when Draco's cold finger trailed over one of her scars, just as she had done to his a moment before. "They're beautiful, princess. A sign of your strength and resilience." SOULMATE AU // HP FANFIC Highest Rankings: #1 in Soulmate #1 in Slytherin #1 in Hufflepuff #1 in AlternateUniverse #2 in DracoMalfoy #2 in Angst #4 in SoulmateAU #6 in LunaLovegood #11 in FanFiction #16 in HarryPotter /disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters or that universe. I only own Lorelei Jones and Briar Davies./ [started - may 2021; finished - december 2021]

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}

[ completed!! ] In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them- and neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor, and things are bound to get even more complicated... TROPES/EXTRA TAGS: enemies to lovers, secret relationship, forced proximity, forbidden love, opposites attract, slowburn. TRAINING WHEELS draco malfoy x oc goblet of fire - deathly hallows harry potter series.