"Aap sun rahe haina Rehman?" "Humesha, meri jaan" Rehman Dakait, the ruler, the king he has no weakness until Ulfat Pashtun, the girl who smiles at cats and laughs until her cheeks hurt. She was never meant for him. Their families are at war. Her blood is enemy blood. But one look was enough. Now Rehman can't stop noticing her. And the more he tries to stay away, the closer fate pulls them together. In a city that runs on blood and revenge, falling for her might be the only thing that can break the coldest man in Karachi. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive.

In the blood-stained dust of Lyari, Rehman ruled with a cold heart- until she challenged his throne. "They call me a monster, " he whispered, his calloused thumb tracing her lip."Lekin tumhare liye, mein puri duniya ko jala sakta hoon. Just tell me you're mine, and Lyari is yours."

She entered the arena at fourteen. She survived it at twenty-three. But the Games were only the beginning. Sera Vale, daughter of a former victor and heir to District 8's legacy of resilience, never expected to become Panem's deadliest mystery. Quiet, calculating, and armed with nothing but throwing knives and a hatchet, she carved her path to victory in the 66th Hunger Games. Earning a reputation the Capital never forgot. But survival comes with a price. Forced into President Snow's world of secrets, lies and exploitation, Sera discovers that the Games do not end when the arena fades. Her only solace is Finnick Odair; the charming, haunted victor of District 4, who understands the darkness she's been sold into because he's lived it too. Together they form a bond strong enough to defy Snow himself. From the flames of two Hunger Games arenas to the ruins of the Capital, Sera's journey is one of survival, love, rebellion and healing. This is the story of the girl who was never meant to be a symbol, but became one anyway.

A feared man who rules through silence. A surgeon who refuses to see him as anything but a patient. When fate forces Aayat Mirza into the guarded world of Rehman Baloch, power meets indifference, and terror meets quiet defiance. What begins as a matter of survival turns into an unsettling game of control, curiosity, and unspoken boundaries. In a world where fear is currency and dominance is law, one woman's refusal to bend becomes the most dangerous thing of all.

THE HUNGER GAMES - FINNICK ODAIR Each night I wake from my nightmares and he's there to hold me, I whisper to him: "will you stay with me?" And, every time, he whispers back: "always." ---------- Rated 16: violence, mild language, graphic descriptions, death, etc.

a business man meets the love of his life in a bakery kento nanami x female reader alternative universe / modern au ©gege akutami started: january 2025 finished: february 2025 🥇on #anime: 31/03/2025

Nanami was running back to his apartment as fast as his legs could carry. He knew that address as soon as he heard about the distress call. It was his home after all. His wife didn't know he was a jujutsu sorcerer and he didn't want her to know either, but in that moment, he didn't care. As soon as he saw the curse hovering over her in his kitchen, his mind was engulfed with rage. Her wound was deep and she looked terrified. She'd never seen a curse that could talk. "Where is he?" The distorted voice asked her once again, "call him." It pointed at the phone in her hand. "No." She clutched her phone against her chest and her voice trembled, "he's not here... please". "Imagine how sad he'd be... if he found you dead instead." The curse laughed. "I... I don't think he'd... care." She said her last prayers as she woefully wept. It took all her strength to digest the fact the he'd never love her, "but I won't call him here." She'd made up her mind. He'd be free if she died right there. Nanami's eyes widened when he heard that. He felt his heart clench at the sight before his eyes. That Grade-B curse was like a laugh in his face. She was his wife-his responsibility. How could she think so little of him? A/N: none of the characters except for the OCs are mine. All due credits to the original creators-even the artwork. None of the artwork are mine, nor do I claim rights over them. Due credit to the lovely creators for such gorgeous pieces of art. :)

Layla Capulin was reaped at thirteen years old. A child of District 5 with no real chances of victory. How would she fare in this game of survival?

Between fire and forest, nothing should burn yet something does. Zahira was born in the Fire Clan, heir to a world where loyalty is paid in blood and freedom is dangerous. Neteyam comes from another people, another destiny. When their paths cross, Zahira discovers what she was never allowed to imagine : choice, doubt, freedom. But loving the enemy, dreaming of another world, is to betray everything she has ever known. Between traditions, wars, and secrets, their forbidden bond could change the balance of Pandora or reduce it to ashes. When duty clashes with the desire for freedom, some flames cannot be put out.