❝𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧❞ ᴀꜱʜᴡᴀᴛᴛʜᴀᴍᴀ ♡ ᴋᴀᴜꜱʜɪᴋɪ 𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚. ˙⋆ ᥫ᭡ ⋆˙ 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒙 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 He was born a Brahmin, destined to uphold the sacred wisdom of the scriptures, yet fate carved a different path for him. A son of the revered Guru Dronacharya, he mastered the art of war, becoming a warrior unparalleled in skill and ferocity. Turning him into a paradox, as he was both a seeker of knowledge and a harbinger of destruction. While she was Drupad's niece, the sunshine princess of Panchal, a vision of warmth and grace, her presence as radiant as the first light of dawn. She was a dreamer, who carried herself with an effortless charm, her laughter like the tinkling of wind chimes, bringing joy to all who heard it. Happy Reading!

She put everything into her dancing, and she wasn't willing to risk it-especially not for love, or at least that's what she told herself. His group was finally breaking through on a global scale, and he wouldn't jeopardize their reputation-not his, and not that of the members who depended on him. Yang Jungwon (ENHYPEN) x fem! oc

She was invisible. He was untouchable. Angelina Rose, a quiet and brilliant Hufflepuff, has spent years trying not to be noticed-by her classmates, by the world, by anyone. Especially not by Tom Riddle, Hogwarts' most talented, feared, and admired student. But when the two are paired for a long-term project, Tom finally notices her. Her innocence provokes him. Her kindness disarms him. As Tom's possessive instincts grow, dangerous shadows stir around him. A slow-burn, obsessive, dark-romantic Tom Riddle x OC story set entirely during his Hogwarts years, where destiny can still change-and even a serpent can learn to love. *I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters*

When Harrielle Potter defeated Voldemort, she thought she'd finally get peace in her life. Yet even in death, he haunted her. Broken by grief and depression, she found a way to cope by writing in his old diary. Little did she know that through magic and a breach in time, young Tom Riddle could read every heartfelt thought she poured into those pages.

Persephone Iodannis was raised in a house of glass; brilliant, suffocating, and always watched. Her parents were gods in the halls of academia, renowned for their groundbreaking work in mythology, psychology, and neurobiology. But behind their glowing reputations was a childhood devoid of warmth, where motions were weakness and meltdowns- punishable. Her mind was a puzzle to be solved; her body a vessel to be measured. Now Persephone finds herself under scrutiny again-this time by HYDRA. She's been taken, relocated, tested. Again. But something is different now. The world around her is starting to bend. People speak of her in whispers- sometimes with fear, sometimes with reverence. And Persephone wakes with gaps in her memory, blood beneath her nails. She tries to be optimistic, upbeat and joyful- But something in her is changing-something powerful and terrifying. Because Persephone Iodannis was never meant to survive what was done to her. And yet, here she is. Waking up. ---------------- The Winter Soldier was silent, quiet, deadly. He did not speak unless he was told, he did not breath until they told him to breathe. The Soldier lived for HYDRA and would die for HYDRA. Perhaps that's why they placed him here, to guard the one they called "Persephone". They told him she was highly volatile, dangerous, a serial murderer. But she spoke to him like he was human. That was their first mistake- putting him here. She'd talk about the weather, about dreams she half-remembered, about colors she missed from her childhood. She'd offer him half a sandwich with no idea how strange that was. He never took it, but part of him wanted to. Wanted. He didn't want things. And yet, when she smiled-like he wasn't a monster-something warm flickered in his chest. Brief. Dangerous. Inconvenient. Still, he stayed near. Because she made him feel human.

[ 2/3 OF THE KUZNETSOV TRILOGY ] Petra Kavavitch has always been known as an OG Avenger's little sister - the little sister of one of the most feared being in the universe, but who is 𝘴𝘩𝘦 ? FALCON & THE WINTER SOLDIER: SPIDER-MAN: No Way Home: *i don't own the rights to any marvel character *

Nakul X kerenumati Her father is history's greatest villain. Her destiny is a mystery she must write herself. A simple touch. A blinding light. 21st century archaeologist's world shatters in an instant. She awakens in a time of legends the Dwapar Yuga but not as an observer. She is Karenumati, the only daughter of the infamous King Shishupal of Chedi, the man destined to be slain by Lord Krishna himself. Thrust into the heart of the epic Mahabharata, Keyani is trapped in a gilded cage. She is the princess of the enemy's house, her every move watched, her very existence a political statement. Her mind rebels against the world's ruthless rules, but one wrong word could mean her downfall. Her path collides with Nakul, the renowned Pandava prince, in a way that binds their fates together under a cloud of scandal and whispered promises. Forced to navigate a dangerous new life, Keyani must decide where her loyalties truly lie. Can she escape the shadow of her father's hatred? Or will she be the one to change a destiny written in blood? Trope Forbidden romance Slow burn Isekai Forced proximity Both fell harder What to expect: A strong, out-of-place heroine finding her power High stakes political intrigue and royal drama A complex bond with the charismatic Prince The ultimate question born from villainy, can you choose heroism? Dive into a world where history is not just a story, but a life she is forced to live. Updates everyday

"In a world of whispered secrets and broken vows, a Raven dares to outwit the Serpent." Tom's eyes flicked almost lazily to the tip of her wand, and his lips curved in something dangerously close to a smile. His eyes moved back to her face. "Still so quick to defend yourself, Travers," he said, almost fondly. "Tell me what you're doing," she said through her teeth. He crouched, picked up a stone from the forest floor, and stood. "Answer a question for me, Selene," he said. "What are your favorite flowers?" She narrowed her eyes. "Why?" He just looked at her. And in turn, she glared at him, refusing to answer. But the answer bloomed in her thoughts anyway-quiet, unbidden. Peonies. He nodded once, almost as if he had heard her thoughts, and raised his wand over the stone. His lips moved, barely audible, a soft and intricate spell she didn't recognize. And before her eyes, the rock bloomed. Selene Evangeline Travers has never been one to seek attention. A pureblood in Ravenclaw, she has learned to navigate the expectations placed upon her-an unwanted engagement, a carefully crafted future. Tom Marvolo Riddle is the name spoken in whispers. Brilliant, untouchable, and ruthless, he moves through Hogwarts like a king among men. No one questions him. No one dares to. Their paths should never have crossed. But when Professor Slughorn assigns Tom as her tutor, Selene is drawn-unintentionally-into the sights of someone who does not take kindly to surprises. And Tom Riddle does not let go of what intrigues him. ----- The detailed description is available inside the book's Prologue. ----- Highest Rankings: #1 in riddle #1 in darklord #1 in pureblood #1 in wizardingworld #1 in salazar #1 in voldemort #1 in jkrowling #1 in tomriddle #1 in salazarslytherin #1 in horcrux #1 in tommarvoloriddle #1 in slytherin #1 in hogwarts #1 in heir

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