✩ You Are The One For Me ✩

ki hona jaye pyaar tumse mujhe ........ kar dega barbaad ishq ye mujhe..... Before reading this ,read the truth between shadows another story of mine for better understanding....😋 No cheating between main couples.. No R@pe No skinship of main leads with others. Mpreg

📱 DESCRIPTION A normal group chat... or at least it was supposed to be. Twelve boys. One group chat. Zero brain cells collectively. What starts as harmless texting turns into: accidental confessions 😳 late-night flirting 👀 unnecessary jealousy 😒 and secrets that were NEVER meant to be seen But here's the problem... This chat remembers everything. Every message. Every typo. Every "I didn't mean to send that." And once something is sent... there's no taking it back. 💬💀

DESCRIPTION Five kingdoms. Five alliances waiting to be secured. Peace is fragile. War is expensive. Marriage is efficient. The princes grew up hearing the same sentence: "Your heart is not yours. It belongs to the crown." But hearts... rarely listen.

The King of Hell doesn't do mercy. He doesn't do love. And he definitely doesn't do humans. But when Perth-the cold, sarcastic ruler of the Underworld-comes to the human realm to hunt down a traitor who dared to meddle in mortal affairs, his mission is interrupted by something far more dangerous than Hell's fugitives... A florist. 🌹 Santa Pongsapak is quiet, polite, and impossibly composed-a man who has known loss, yet still finds beauty in fragile petals and fleeting blooms. He co-owns a little flower shop with his elder brother Dunk, blissfully unaware that Hell itself has been keeping an eye on his street. Until one night, he walks down the wrong alley... and locks eyes with the King of Hell. Humans aren't supposed to survive meeting his gaze. Santa doesn't just survive-he forges a soul tether with him. 🌹 Now, all Hell is literally breaking loose. The King can't stay away, Santa refuses to bow to him, and the Underworld is buzzing with rumors about its ruler's new human "weakness." Between the shadows of Hell and the scent of roses, their worlds begin to intertwine in ways neither can control-dangerous, intoxicating, and impossible to break. He's the Devil who hates Heaven. He's the human who believes in God. And neither is ready for what this bond will do to them... 🌹 Romantic. 🌹 Chaotic. 🌹 Sinfully addictive @All rights reserved

Perth's been working for as long as he can remember, so he's had his fair share of managers handling his portfolio since he first started. He'd like to think that he's maintained a pleasant and professional relationship with most of them, even if 1 or 2 has left quite the awful taste in his mouth. But now, he thinks he's found a favorite - Santa. Ta. Hopefully in the future - teerak or ter, but hey, he's digressing.

Title: "The Boy Who Taught the Mafia to Love" Synopsis In the shadows of Mumbai's underworld, where blood money buys loyalty and love is considered weakness, two lives are forced together by an arranged marriage. On one side stands Raghav Malhotra, 32, the cold, ruthless Mafia Boss who built his empire from betrayal and corpses. He doesn't believe in emotions, nor does he allow anyone close enough to touch his scarred heart. To him, marriage is nothing more than a deal, another transaction sealed with blood. On the other side is Aarav Mehta, 18, the soft, innocent boy who has only known neglect and cruelty from his family. Cute, naïve, and untouched by the world's dirt, he is sold off by his greedy parents for money to the very man people whisper about with fear-Raghav. But what happens when a marriage born of cold calculation slowly turns into something else? When two broken souls, scarred in different ways, collide under the same roof, can the heart that forgot how to feel beat again? This is a story of danger, obsession, slow-burning desire, healing, and love forged in the darkness. ----- Aarav was walking at beach when a foreign girl come towards him and started to ask about something and then she grabbed Aarav's hand smiling sweetly and Aarav shocked looked at her and then he said something the poor girl never thought someone will say" chor behen Mera pati maar dega tereko" ( leave me sister my husband will kill you.)

It's a bl,so please read if you are comfortable with it. I'm not gonna tell you anything about the story 😅.I want you to read it.Trust me,you'll love this!!💗

Aarav is rainlight - soft hands, stormy eyes, laughter like temple bells. He lives simply, dances in the monsoons, and prays in silence for peace. He has nothing to do with the underworld. And he wants nothing from it. But someone is watching him. A man born in blood, carved from brutality, and crowned in sin. Aleksandr Volkhov - the most feared Russian mafia lord - is captivated. Not just by Aarav's beauty, but by his goodness. His peace. His refusal to break. He should've walked away. He didn't. Now Aarav is a prayer Aleksandr repeats in the dark. A name he carves into skin. A sin he is willing to commit again and again - until the world kneels before him. But Aarav isn't weak. He sees the shadows growing around him. And he begins to push back. Because if Aleksandr is willing to burn the world for him... Aarav is willing to fight it. ---

BL short stories ✨️ Requests open! Note: Everything written here is 100% fictional. Any resemblance to real people, names, or events is purely coincidental. These stories are just for fun and creative expression! Its purely FICTION so enjoy it like FICTION!