Chains of Fate where Nivi a strong-willed Indian girl faces a life she never chose. Forced into marriage with 13 powerful Korean mafia kings where she was trapped in a web of deception manipulated by their false affections and bound by chains of fate she never consented to. Now, in Season 2, the stakes are higher. Nivi must find the courage to break free from the chains that bind her. A tale of power, deceit, and resilience, Chains of Fate Season 2 explores what it truly means to fight for your own fate.

Teresa wasn't the first girl to appear in the maze. Before Thomas, a girl was sent by mistake, with nothing but a vial of antidote in her hands and frantic scribbles on her arm with warnings for the Gladers. Her coming marks the beginning of a new era in the Maze. A drama featuring an OC, some Grievers, would-you-rather questions, and a little bit of romance. --- This is an idea that I've been playing out in my head for two years, now. It originally started as inserting myself into the world of The Maze Runner, and progressed from there. When I would work my summer job, I would daydream about the happenings, conversations, and friendships developing naturally over a period of time, and found myself engaged in the drama. Like a tv show, the episodes drew themselves and picked up where they left off, satiating my curiosity and giving more depth and background to the characters I loved so much.

It all started when she accidentally sent his derp pictures to him.

He was built to hurt, and she was made to break. The room still trembled with the aftermath of his words, the silence after them more violent than the shouting had ever been. Arin stood by the window, arms wrapped tight around her like armor, though nothing could shield her from the way his voice had sliced through her. "Don't bring Yejin into this, Arin." Detached. Like she didn't matter. Like she was collateral in a war she didn't start. It was always Yejin. It had always bemen Yejin. The truth sat heavy in her chest, choking. She whispered it aloud, a confession to no one. "But it was never not about her, was it?" He didn't look back when he walked away. His retreat was slow, final. And as the door shut behind him, Arin realized she wasn't standing in a room anymore. She was standing in wreckage. cover by:- @misanaato

when we first met it was too early, and now it's too late. she fell in love with her brother's best friend. and she had to learn it the hard way, that one sided love is like stubbing your toe. it hurts but doesn't kill. except, it's like stubbing your toe every second of every hour of every day. it sucks. started - 6 july 2024 ended - 23 august 2024 rankings: #1 in minghao 5 august 2024 #3 in jeonghan 25 july 2024 #11 in wonwoo 22 august 2024 #18 in dokyeom 15 july 2024 #19 in mingyu 23 july 2024 #1 in carat 27 july 2024

"We are story tellers jen, we show what people would like to watch, and the truth is seldom likable." Jennifer Lee had one job - film a captivating documentary about the unsolved murder of Elias Monroe. and she knew exactly what to do and what not to do. do: . learn about the people involved . make a compelling story . get a promotion don't: . get caught in the search for truth . die started - 20 december 2024

#contractmarriage #omegaverse #bossxsecretary #alphajoshua #omegaseokmin

Where Seokmin just wants to perfect his coffee and make people happy, and Joshua will drink as much coffee as it takes to sit in the insanely hot barista's heart.

Deception is Her Weapon; Vengeance is Her Cause. No mercy. "You thought you could deceive us. But in this game, baby, the rules were written by those who thrive in shadows." ⚠️ "'Look at you, little thing. I'm two sizes bigger than you. If I wrapped my hand around your throat, I could choke you,' he jeered, pressing the sharp blade even harder against her skin. 'Recycled lines, huh? You're running out of material,' she managed to retort, her voice strained from the pressure on her throat. In a sudden and abrupt motion, he threw the knife aside, his hand swiftly replacing the cold steel of the blade. And now, it was just his bare hand, a bold and strategic choice that demonstrated his confidence in his own strength. 'You really craved the sensation of my hand choking you, huh? You're enjoying this, aren't you, little slut? Feeling my grip tighten around your throat,' he snarled as he applied more force, pressing his hand deeper into her neck. 'Fuck you,' she managed to blurt out, her voice strained and raw, her eyes blurred with tears and her wounds stinging with pain. Mingyu let out a low chuckle. 'Fuck me? Yeah? Alright then,' he uttered with a smirk on his face. With deliberate movements, he reached towards her pants, his fingers moved diligently and precisely as they traced the zipper. 'You want me to fuck you right here, huh? Need an audience, kinky bitch?' he taunted, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as his fingers deftly undid the zipper of her pants. All eyes were fixated on them as Mingyu harshly began to pull her pants down, while she gasped for breath, each rasping inhale echoing in the tense silence of the room. 'Let's give them a good performance,' he replied with a smirk before loosening his grip on her neck, allowing her to gasp for air. Seizing the opportunity, he leaned in and his lips found hers, pulling her into a rough and dominating kiss.

"I'll eliminate anyone who touches you" - He ran from blood. She ran from pain. Together, they found something like home...until the world tore them apart. As a child, he escaped the horrors of his father's criminal empire haunted by the bodies, the fear, the silence. Alone on the streets, he was found by her. A girl who had run from her own nightmare: an abusive orphanage that taught her survival, not love. She took him in, protected him, and worked like an older sister to give him the life she never had. But he never saw her as a sister. She was his light, his world, his only reason to believe in good. When she discovered his true identity that he was a missing heir to a powerful family, she made the hardest choice of all. She sent him back. And he hated her for it. Ten years later, he's no longer the sweet boy she raised. He's become cold, calculated, and terrifying just like the father he once feared. And when fate throws them together again in the blood-soaked aftermath of her abuser's death, the past comes rushing back. She sees the same eyes. The same boy. But now... he's a killer. And the boy who once clung to her as a savior now clings to a love she never expected one that blurs the lines between what they were and what they could be. He'd do anything for her. Protect her. Love her. Even if it means dragging her into his darkness.