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HEARTSTRINGS  de Inked_Whisperer
Inked_Whisperer
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In the bustling streets of Mumbai, Yashvir Rathore reigns supreme as a cunning yet loyal business tycoon, his every move calculated to secure his empire's success. But beneath his steely exterior lies a heart yearning for something more-a connection that transcends the boardroom and ventures into the uncharted territory of love. Enter Reeva Desai, a spirited young negotiator determined to carve her own path in a world dominated by patriarchal expectations. Fiercely independent and unapologetically ambitious, she challenges societal norms at every turn, her resilience shining brightly in the face of adversity. As fate intertwines their lives, Yashvir and Reeva find themselves drawn to each other in unexpected ways. Can they overcome their differences and embrace the undeniable chemistry between them? Will love conquer all, or will the shadows of their pasts threaten to tear them apart? Join them on a journey of passion, ambition, and self-discovery in 'Heartstrings', where every twist and turn leads to a revelation and every choice holds the power to change their destinies.
ELIO MARINO (NO LONGER AVAILABLE) de Emelradine
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{TAKEN DOWN FOR PUBLISHING} Join the discord to know more/read the last chapter for the announcement. Discord link on my bio. +18 MATURE CONTENT "Even The Wicked Needs Love." ELIO MARINO, also known as IL MALVAGIO 'The Wicked' is a man whose presence alone is enough to evoke a silence more sinister than the one from a graveyard. Nothing could shake him, or so he believed. ZAHRA FAIZAN was trouble. Growing up with men who treated bullets like sugar cubes, she has risen from the streets and created the most notorious gang of thieves in the whole of Italy, but after a job gone wrong, she finds herself and her crew held captive by The Wicked, and she would do just about anything to take advantage of it. Even if it was as foolish as performing the biggest heist her gang has ever gotten to dream of. Little did she know she was about to be thrust right into a wicked world, wicked than the one she had once known. Could she tame the wicked and bring him to his ruin? Or tame him and keep him to herself? After all, even the wicked needs love.
Bride of War (SAMPLE) de emjaywrites
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An unlucky bride makes a deal with a God of War to bless her marriage. Unfortunately, her husband has other plans and leaves her for dead at his altar. #8 in Romance #1 in Gods #2 in Fantasy Romance #65 in Love
Remembering You For Eternity de runexi
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[[Book 2 (FINAL book) of "One Lifetime is Never Enough"]] "I would have waited for you forever." The lament of a faraway voice that she had missed - that she had been longing to answer to - echoed in her mind. "But, you are no longer here." The despairing sigh was a muted murmur - clawing at her, begging for her to respond. But she was there, here, wherever the voice was. But then again, she might as well was not. She could no longer see, could no longer reach him. The voice sounded so near, but it was also as far as another world she could no longer be in. Nevertheless, she could still feel, in the darkness that was cradling her non-existence; the agony she felt in her non-beating heart, in her dormant soul, it was all due to her longing. For the owner of the voice. For him. The voice kept begging in agony - tormenting her, tormenting himself. And she could not do anything. "Please wait for me." "Please remember me." "Why... why can't I see you?" "Won't you wait for me?" ----------------- For you, I will wait for eternity. This time, I will wait. This time, it is my turn to wait. So please, please just let me find you. Please, be there when I find you. Please, tell me that you are still mine. That I still exist, perhaps not in your memory, but etched in your very soul. Like you have been deeply engraved in mine, lingering like a beautiful illness I will gladly bear and succumb to. Because, I will search to all corners of this world, and wait until the end of days. For you. Because, this world will always be wretched without you. And then, I will always, forever, bloom. For you. -----------------