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YUVIKA: The Needed Love by AuthorRiona
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#1 book of Alluring love series ⋆*:..。o○○o。..:*⋆ "Why the fuck you let him touch you!!!"he growled while punching the wall behind me 'I am so scared right now what if he hit me like my father did to my mother or what if he tried to hurt me more then him or what if he-' he cutted me "Answer! why you let him touch you?"he said while taking heavy breath to try to control his anger "H...he ju...just tucked m..my hair stands b...behind my ea...ear"I said while trying not to cry he came closer very very close his hands were on wall and he bend lower to match my height. Right now his face is so close to mine that our breathes were mixing and I clutched my hands on my saree "No! he didn't 'just' tucked you hair stands, that is too much he is not allowed to do that actually no one is allowed to that except me. no one is allowed to do this" he said and slid his hands on my bare waist I shivered "no one is allowed to do this" he said and peck my neck I am feeling fire on my skin again he came closer to my ear "and he didn't just tucked you hair stands but he also touch your fingers for fucking whole 47 seconds" he said intentionally touching his lips on my ear ______________________________________________ ISHIKA SHARMA (22y/o, 5'2height) She was very talkative like people have to told her to shut her mouth, carefree, childish, had anger issues, and extrovert but this all she was but now she talks so less, careful, mature, have trust issues and introvert but why!? YUVRAJ SINGH YADHUVANSHI (27y/o, 6'2height) he hate noise he don't talk much he try not to speak even if it's important,cold,rude and bossy but a total different person with her but why? Read this book to know the story of them atleast read 10 chapters then decide. ♡°Tropes:~°♡ -Arrange Marriage -Age gap -grumpy x sunhine -MML is obsessed with MFL with a capital 'O'
Vampire King's possesion  by TomSeven0
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"you don't even love me all you want is my blood!" Suga yelled at him as Jimin gaze harden on him. "That's all you think of me? That I am only after you for your blood?! You really are a fucking useless human!" Jimin glared at Suga with each word Suga felt his heart ache. "Then go ahead and marry her don't bother with me, and let me be why do you care who I go out with?!" Suga said as he walked past Jimin who grabbed his wirst tightly pining him against the wall thier body pressed together with heated breaths. "You are fucking mine! Don't you get that kitten?! The moment you step inside my room you belong to me!" Jimin growled his fangs pointing out his eyes glowing red with anger and desire making Suga gulp. "N..no"..Suga sobbed.
REPLACEMENT by Raxra_writes
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Diya Mehta loves her simple life, which is full of quiet joys and big dreams. However, things get out of hand when she has to become a replacement for her cousin Riya, who ran away. Diya gets married to Rishabh Singh Rathore all of a sudden, a rich man she barely knows about and who is also the king. She thinks it was just an unfortunate mishap. Well, WAS IT? Will she be able to fit in? What will she do when she knows the truth? ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ "Did you really think that I married her just to let go of her? Did I plan everything just so that she can get away with a low life like you?" Rishabh growled as he took out a knife. "She will hate you for this" Akaash said horrified. "She can, I am hers to love, hers to hate," Rishabh checked the sharpness of the knife by sliding his thumb on it, "just like SHE IS MINE" he smirked. ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ Rishabh x Diya (Rathore Series #1)
𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄      by bubblylilyfics
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⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.
Tangled: Hearts and Truths by Author_ruhii
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𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞. __________________________________ "Aaliya" I whispered. She smiled at me and asked, "What?" "I'm sorry" I said before pulling out the handkerchief from my pocket and forcefully pressing it on Aaliya's face. She tried to fight for some seconds but then, she fainted. __________________________________ Akshara Mehrotra, A kind,savage and sunshine girl who can't keep silent for more than 10 seconds. She completed her MBBS and was going to NYC for her MS ( master of surgery) course. In easy words, her life was a happy and simple rich life, until he entered. Arhaan Singhaniya, A grumpy,cold man with a dark past. He is a businessman who's company comes is in the top lists of the world and indeed a billionaire. His life was colourless,dark and plain, until she entered. On the wedding day of Arhaan and Akshara's bestfriend, Aaliya, something happened that the person who ended up marrying Arhaan was Akshara, not Aaliya. What happened? Why she did it? Will Arhaan accept her? What made Arhaan like this? And the most important, will they be able to solve the tangled threads of Hearts and Truths ? ✨READ THE BOOK TO FIND ANSWERS✨ __________________________________ "I-i re-reall-yy like y-you" I lied looking down at my hands, not daring to look in his burning eyes. My breath hitched when he held me by my hair and forced me to look up at him. "Say that again?" I opened my mouth to say but nothing came out, except the burning tears from my eyes. "Fine,Then Show me" he hissed before pinning me to the wall.
The Broken Heart Syndrome by vaishsjournal
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Caught off guard by her father's sudden announcement, Rhythm finds herself thrust into a whirlwind of uncertainty. As they journey to Mumbai, she grapples with the echoes of past betrayals, wounds still raw from the unfaithfulness of those she once held dear. Amidst the glittering facade of the party lies a web of deceit, woven with the threads of her father's political ambitions. In the heart of the bustling city, Rhythm's world is turned upside down as she confronts the greatest betrayal of her life. But amidst the chaos and turmoil, a flicker of hope remains-a chance encounter with a stranger who ignites a spark of curiosity within her. As they navigate the maze of their arranged union, Rhythm discovers a strength she never knew she possessed, fueled by the fire of determination to reclaim her destiny. With each step forward, she unravels the layers of her past, confronting demons long buried in the depths of her soul. Will she succumb to the weight of betrayal, or will she rise above the ashes to forge a new path, guided by the beacon of love and redemption? Join Rhythm on a journey of self-discovery and resilience as she navigates the treacherous waters of deceit and desire, where the bonds of family and the power of love collide in unexpected ways. Arranged marriage x Marriage of convenience Strangers x Enemies to lovers Age gap(22x29) Billionaire Romance Grumpy x Grumpy protector Half British-Half Indian MMC x Indian FMC Slow burn ⚠TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Depression, Anxiety attacks, panic attacks, migraine attacks, Suicidal topics, mental & financial abuse, starving oneself.
OWNED BY A DOLL {M.Y.G X READER} by MY_YOU_JJK97
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"But u were my doll" she said shivering. "and now u are my doll" He replied smirking"
Watching You | by monikajm
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Amelia Evans Amelia Evans used to be full of light, but years of relentless bullying and a loveless home hardened her into someone who fears nothing and no one. She walks through life with a defiant attitude, daring the world to come at her. And in her darkest moments, she locks eyes with him-a boy who never lifted a finger to help but always seemed to watch. She loathes his indifference, yet his intense gaze hides a secret. The day he truly sees her is the day everything changes. Suddenly, she's no longer invisible, and his attention is a storm she never saw coming. Ian Castillo Ian Castillo is the king of St. Paul's High-a football star with a chilling aura that demands respect. He never loses, never flinches, and never lets anyone close, except his mother. But Amelia Evans is different. She looks at him like she can see straight into his soul, and he hates it. He hates the way she makes him feel exposed, vulnerable. Yet, he can't stay away. Drawn to her against his better judgment, Ian decides it's time to stop hiding behind his walls and face what's brewing between them-a connection that could either save them or destroy them both. Get ready for a whirlwind of passion, betrayal, and a love so intense it could burn them alive. Amelia and Ian are about to collide in a story packed with unexpected twists, fiery drama, and a romance that refuses to be ignored. (Do not repost) (I don't own any of the pictures used. Credit to the owner.) Join us on the rollercoaster of twists, drama, and romance.
Crossing the line  by Lunawrites2724
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"For the people who were busy plucking flowers for others from their hearts, leaving themselves empty inside. The right person will plant an entire garden for you" #5 book of Destiny Series- Untangling the twisted knots
A Broken Heart  (KimChay fanfic) by Mercury271
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Porchay was a sweet and innocent kid, but due to his brother he was pushed into a new world, a dark and deadly one. There he meets Kimhan, one of the most powerful Mafia sons. He makes Porchay fall in love with him and they have a fluffy little love story until Porchay finds out the truth. What will happen when Kimhan breaks Porchay's sweet little heart? Will that be the reason for Porchay to enrol in journey of change and self-discovery? What if along the trip he finds another person to heal his broken heart? Will the past let him move on to the future? Author's note: Hello everyone, this is the first time that I'm fully dedicating myself to a fanfic and I hope you like it. I do not own any of the characters, I'm simply writing my version of a future story for one of my favourite couples from the show. So give me a chance and read my story, please...