bairaagi = stoic; a person who can endure pain or hardship without showing their feelings or complaining. she wasn't going to show. she wasn't going to complain. she wasn't going to say it out loud. but how far can she endure it? can you see the person, who is your first love, and who was once your everything, get married to somebody else? a story of pain, past and a new beginning. cover credits: @before9

In the winding streets of the Persian Empire, a poor girl is chosen to become the third prince's concubine. Aliya Farhad has no interest in the lofty ideas of the palace, the staff, or her lover. Prince Cairo has all the interest in his blue-eyed Arabic mistress. But things change when Aliya realizes that the prince is gaining power - and not in a political sense. After all, it's quite a strange sight to see one's lover gaining cosmic power from a tiny oil lamp. *** A 1001 Nights and Aladdin Retelling.

"How did we go from pretending we're in love, to you actually falling head over heels for me?" Cara cocked her head as she studied him. This boy will be the death of her. "W-whoa whoa whoa, head over heels?" Darius raised his hands in mock defeat. He was perfectly aware of how serious she was, but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease her. "What do you see in me? Why are you so nice to me? Hell, I kicked you in the nuts." Cara pressed further. "Nobody should be this perfect," her voice lowered to a soft whisper. Darius took a step towards her, closing the distance between them. He tipped her chin up to meet her gaze. "Then I guess you haven't met the right person." "Until now." He pressed his lips to hers. It was an age old marriage of convenience between them - Darius Alexander Clemonte, the sexy, playful millionaire who has to shed his playboy image to protect his legacy; Cara Jefferson, the daughter of a struggling businessman who happened to be a convenient family friend of the Clemonte's. They should be opposed to the idea of each other... except Cara, the girl who doesn't believe in love, drives Darius wild. In a good way. WARNING: This story contains mature scenes.

Winner of the Watty's 2017 Awards ✿ Destruction is a form of creation; buildings crumbled as he walked past. Khari Spence, trapped in a city steeped in hatred, longs to embrace his true self even if it means risking everything. He finds a fragile refuge in an old apartment with peeling wallpaper and blank journal pages -- and hopefully in a girl. Milo Locke, disillusioned with the hollow lure of materialism, seeks to rid the ideologies her parents forced onto her. When their worlds collide, will they help each other heal from past wounds, or will their secrets tear them apart?

it's when being trapped in a haunted house ended up having two people meet each other at an unlikely circumstance

[BOOK 2] it's when arzaya and stephen meet again years after college, but things turn out quite differently (disclaimer: lots of trigger warnings, angst)

[BOOK 1] it's after a series of relentless bickering when the quiet girl in class ended up getting the attention of the hottest boy in school and she will soon realize how her senior year won't exactly come as planned (Highest ranking #1 in Teen Fiction) • high school au

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ～*:·ﾟevery cloud has a silver lining. 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 a nearly career ending injury, 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐲 comes across 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚, a young nurse that is assigned to look after him. [𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜] © 2016 - ?

{ The Voice Performance Round #4 } I was lost, and she was broken.