She wrote the story that saved a life of her brother and lost her own in the process. Desperate to fund her brother's surgery, a struggling writer sells her manuscript, the only piece of her soul she ever truly understood. The book becomes a big sucess overnight, praised across the world but her name is nowhere on it. She watches in silence as another author takes her place, her words, her identity, her life. She tells herself it was worth it, anything for her brother. Until the night of the success party of the book. When the celebrated author; the one who owns her story, dies under mysterious circumstances, the author found in his own pool of blood on his bed, as if someone sucked his soul out of him,the world is thrown into chaos. But for her, it's something far more terrifying than coincidence. Because she starts to feel it. A presence. Watching. Waiting. The lines between fiction and reality begin to blur, and the story she once wrote starts unfolding around her, only darker, more twisted,more real. And then she understands. She didn't just sell a book. She awakened something. An immortal deity of death now walks beside her shadow and it's not here for the story. It's here for her, to hunt her, haunt her, but why? Why her? little did she knew, death is here for the writer who wrote him in a book and now he's in mortal land to take the writer back to his immortal world. ________ I hope you enjoy the story. And yes book cover is taken from pinterest! So cttro to @kudriaken

Synopsis: Ahana Kapoor has a crush on the boy in the last row, but every attempt to talk to him ends in disaster. Reyansh Rai knows the weird topper is trying to get his attention, but he can't understand why she'd ever be interested in someone like him who's average. What neither of them knows is that they're already talking every night as strangers on Amino online app. Set in the golden era of 2015-2018, this is a story of first crushes, online friendships, secret notes, and a love that as sweet and confusing but leads to forever. POVs: Ahana Kapoor I always see him sitting in the last row, surrounded by a large circle of friends, yet he still appears alone on that last bench. He talks to everyone except me. I want to reach out to him, but whenever I take one step forward, my awkward personality and bad luck seem to push him ten steps away from me. Reyansh Rai I always see her trying something new, sometimes even weird tricks or illogical plans. She's always attempting to impress me, but it often ends in embarrassment. I don't understand why she's so quirky. Dev says she likes me, but how could a top student like her be interested in an average guy like me who barely passes his exams? She's so ambitious, and I feel like I'm just aimlessly going through life without any goals. Tropes: School Romance Based on our og era 2015-2018 between Topper x Average Bookish girl x Sports player boy First Crush , First Love Shy boy x Bold weird girl Secret Note exchange online Grumpy x Sunshine Popular Quiet student x Weirdo Rom-Com Friendship Family drama Love triangle not with main leads Few events will be based on real life as well

This is the story of three girls who had never tasted love until one day, everything changed. What began as harmless crushes and playful masti slowly slipped into something deeper, something dangerous, something that tilted their worlds off balance. It is a tale of falling in love at first sight, but at the wrong time. This story is for everyone who has ever loved in silence, who has had a huge crush on someone but never found the courage to confess.

This is a fanfiction on KL Rahul

His gaze raked over her, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he drank in the sight of her trembling form. Dark locks cascaded down her back, a stark contrast to the pale skin of her neck, which seemed to beg for his touch. He reached up, fingers tangling in her hair as he yanked her head back, exposing the vulnerable column of her throat. His lips hovered inches from her pulse point, his breath hot enough to raise goosebumps along her skin. With his other hand, he grasped her hip possessively, pulling her flush against him. She could feel every hard plane of his body, the evidence of his desire pressing insistently against her stomach. "Anjali..." He purred, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "You're mine now, all mine. And I'm going to take my time claiming every part of you." He nipped at her earlobe before trailing open mouthed kisses down the side of her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. One hand slid up her side, cupping the swell of her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt. He captured her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her gasp as he hoisted her up effortlessly. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, the heat of her core pressing against his straining erection. "That's it, baby,"he growled against her mouth, grinding his hips into hers. "I can feel how much you need this, how badly you crave my cock splitting you open." He carried her to the nearby table, sweeping its contents to the floor with a crash. Laying her down on the cold surface, he settled between her thighs, the bulge of his arousal nestling perfectly against her clothed part. Marco with a Smirk"Now you will understand who owns you" ---- Marco D'peter X Mitra Anjali. Ice X Fire Ruthless X Soft Calm big husband X Angry Short wife She says" I hate you" He replies with a Smirk"No you don't" Kissed her forehead