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Ayaat : His Responsibility or Obsession? [ πŸ“•3 of Broken & Healed Series] ni AuthorSafiyah
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Ayaat Γ— Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) Top-1 in India . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy Γ— Sunshine, Businessman Γ— Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found insideπŸ’—
Lost In Bloody Love Again ni ShineylightWrites
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Book 2 of Series Phool Kumari is a 17 years old girl who was once a maid in a wealthy household, but now she lives in a college hostel. She is running away from someone-or something. Every night, she sees the same terrifying dream. She desperately wants to be free from it. "I don't want to see this dream again! I don't want to see it!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. Krityvirya Singh Rathore is the king of Jodhpur. He is also a 32-year-old single father. He cannot bear to see even a single tear in his 3-year-old son's eyes. But his son has been crying continuously for the past three days - and the one he's crying for, Krityvirya has now set out to find. "I will find her, even if I have to dig up the earth or tear through the skies," he said, and walked out of Uday Mahal.
THEIR ARRANGED LOVE - the slow romance desire | βœ“  ni anviwritzz
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#top 1 : 24.06.2025 #top 9 : 13.07.2025 First book in the desire series❀️ Anirudh Navya Rajvansh She is my peace Navya Anirudh Rajvansh He is my home #Anivyaβ™₯️✨ "You think you can avoid me, Jaan?" Anirudh's voice was low, husky, and dripping with possessiveness. "You think you can just ignore me and walk away?" His lips grazed her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "I don't think you understand, my love. You're mine. Every inch of you, every breath you take, every beat of your heart... it's all mine." Anirudh's hands roamed her body, claiming her as his own, squeezing her breast hard. "And when you avoid me, it makes me want to claim you even more. It makes me want to mark you, to brand you as mine, so everyone knows that you belong to me." "Ahhhhhhh Vansh" Navya moaned due to his roughness and possessiveness. His teeth nipped at her neck, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. "You're mine, Mrs.Navya Anirudh Rajvansh. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you only with me". Started on : 14.03.2025 Ended on : 26.05.2025 ******************************** Check with the story to know more about them ✨
THE UNLIKELY BOND: Force to be mine ni authorduoo
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"𝑰𝒏 𝒂 π’˜π’π’“π’π’… π’˜π’‰π’†π’“π’† π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’š 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 π’“π’†π’Šπ’ˆπ’ π’”π’–π’‘π’“π’†π’Žπ’†, 𝒂 π’šπ’π’–π’π’ˆ π’˜π’π’Žπ’‚π’'𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇-𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’Šπ’π’ˆ π’ƒπ’†π’„π’π’Žπ’† 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’…π’†π’‡π’Šπ’π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 π’…π’–π’”π’Œπ’š-π’”π’Œπ’Šπ’π’π’†π’… 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’”π’•π’“π’–π’ˆπ’ˆπ’π’†π’” π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’˜π’†π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•, π’šπ’†π’• 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 π’‡π’Šπ’†π’“π’„π’†π’π’š 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’”π’• π’„π’‚π’‘π’•π’Šπ’—π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’‚π’ π’Šπ’ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’π’Šπ’‡π’† - 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‰π’‚π’π’…π’”π’π’Žπ’† π’‘π’‚π’•π’“π’Šπ’‚π’“π’„π’‰ 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 π’‘π’“π’π’Žπ’Šπ’π’†π’π’• π’‡π’‚π’Žπ’Šπ’π’š. 𝑨𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 π’˜π’†π’‚π’—π’†π’” π’Šπ’•π’” π’Šπ’π’•π’“π’Šπ’„π’‚π’•π’† π’˜π’†π’ƒ, 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 π’ƒπ’Šπ’π’…π’” π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž π’•π’π’ˆπ’†π’•π’‰π’†π’“, π’π’†π’‚π’—π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 π’˜π’π’π’…π’†π’“: π’˜π’Šπ’π’ 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆 π’ƒπ’†π’šπ’π’π’… 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’Šπ’Žπ’‘π’†π’“π’‡π’†π’„π’•π’Šπ’π’π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓, 𝒐𝒓 π’˜π’Šπ’π’ π’”π’π’„π’Šπ’†π’•π’‚π’ π’†π’™π’‘π’†π’„π’•π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’π’” 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕?"
π‘π”πƒπ‘π€πŠπ’π‡πˆπ“π€:π“π‡π„πˆπ‘ 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 π‹πŽπ•π„  ni _akshviverse_
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π‘»π’‰π’†π’š π’˜π’†π’“π’† π’”π’•π’“π’‚π’π’ˆπ’†π’“π’” π’•π’Šπ’†π’… π’ƒπ’š π’•π’“π’‚π’…π’Šπ’•π’Šπ’π’, π’šπ’†π’• π’…π’†π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’š 𝒉𝒂𝒅 π’”π’π’Žπ’†π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’†π’™π’•π’“π’‚π’π’“π’…π’Šπ’π’‚π’“π’š 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž. 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π‘¨π’Œπ’”π’‰π’Šπ’•π’‚ π’˜π’†π’“π’† 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 π’ƒπ’†π’ˆπ’Šπ’ 𝒂 π’π’†π’˜ π’π’Šπ’‡π’† π’•π’π’ˆπ’†π’•π’‰π’†π’“-π’–π’π’•π’Šπ’ π’•π’“π’‚π’ˆπ’†π’…π’š π’”π’•π’“π’–π’„π’Œ 𝒐𝒏 π’•π’‰π’†π’Šπ’“ π’˜π’†π’…π’…π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’…π’‚π’š, π’π’†π’‚π’—π’Šπ’π’ˆ π‘¨π’Œπ’”π’‰π’Šπ’•π’‚'𝒔 π’π’†π’ˆπ’” π’‘π’‚π’“π’‚π’π’šπ’›π’†π’…. 𝑰𝒏 𝒂 π’˜π’π’“π’π’… 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒆𝒅 π’•π’‰π’†π’Šπ’“ 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 π’–π’π’˜π’‚π’—π’†π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’„π’‰π’π’π’”π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 π’‘π’Šπ’•π’š, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 π’‘π’“π’π’Žπ’Šπ’”π’†, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 π’„π’π’Žπ’‘π’“π’π’Žπ’Šπ’”π’†. 𝑨𝒔 π‘¨π’Œπ’”π’‰π’Šπ’•π’‚ 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’Šπ’π’π’†π’“ π’”π’•π’π’“π’Žπ’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’”π’π’„π’Šπ’†π’•π’š'𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍 π’˜π’‰π’Šπ’”π’‘π’†π’“π’”, 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 π’‡π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’• π’”π’Šπ’π’†π’π’•π’π’š π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’‰π’Šπ’” π’π’˜π’ 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕-𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 π’ƒπ’š π’•π’“π’‚π’–π’Žπ’‚, π’•π’†π’“π’“π’Šπ’‡π’Šπ’†π’… 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉. π‘»π’π’ˆπ’†π’•π’‰π’†π’“, π’•π’‰π’†π’š π’π’‚π’—π’Šπ’ˆπ’‚π’•π’†π’… 𝒂 π’Žπ’‚π’“π’“π’Šπ’‚π’ˆπ’† 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 π’„π’π’Žπ’Žπ’Šπ’•π’Žπ’†π’π’•, 𝒍𝒆
When Stars Align ni bellamerce
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"You have got to be kidding me" he utters suddenly. "What?" i ask and follow his line of sight down to the ground floor front desk. "Angelo? What's wrong" i ask again, concern creeping into me as I put my hand over his on the table. "Nothing's wrong baby. Just that my sisters are here" he turns to look at me and turns his hand over, so that he grips mine comfortingly. "Oh....oh! Ok, well, we are done here right?" i ask rhetorically, referring to our meal, then pull my hand free and reach for my purse. "Yeah, calm down. It's ok, i just wasn't expecting them to show up here" he says softly, when he notices me getting ready to leave. "No worries" i stand up anyway. "What are you doing?" He asks, alarmed. "Leaving, i will see you later, yeah?" "Marianne, sit down" His eyes narrow at me in an intimidating manner, but i don't cower. "Sit down" he says again, even more assertively. "I am not meeting any more of your family." I mutter. "Sit down! this is not funny" he says under his breath, trying not to bring too much attention to our table, when i look just about ready to leave. "Thank you for lunch..bye" i whisper and go down the other way from the direction his sisters are now coming to our floor on. I don't turn around to see the look on Angelo's face, but i can feel his heated gaze as it drills holes into my back. ********* When the stars align, and Angelo Morreli meets Marianne Wright, Angelo is drawn to her by something he can't explain, like a light shining in the hidden darkness that is in his World...for Mary, he is an enigma, capable of drawing her out of her comfort zone, she knows right away that she should run the opposite direction fast.......and Never. Look. Back..... ........because it's the second glance that ties your hands, as darkness pulls the strings. #1 in Original story (05/01/2022) Books by Bellamerce Book 1: Only For You (Completed) Book 2 :When Stars Align (Completed) Book 3: Fire On Fire (Completed)
π–π‘πžπ§ π’π­πšπ«π¬ 𝐀π₯𝐒𝐠𝐧 ni 3writesdreams
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𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔒𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔑𝔒 𝔖𝔒𝔯𝔦𝔒𝔰 #4 πΆπ‘Žπ‘› 𝑏𝑒 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘’ ═════ βœ₯.❖.βœ₯ ═════ Sitara Bose is the quiet storm. The girl with glasses, the one who always plays the side character in everyone else's story. She's endured more than her share of storms. Cruel betrayals, relentless bullying, and the sting of broken trust. But no matter how many times the world tried to break her, she refused to fall. Rudraksh Suryawanshi is a man who thrives in control. A ruthless businessman with a past buried under layers of secrets, he carries a darkness that no one dares to uncover. But the moment he lays eyes on Sitara, something inside him snaps. She's his angel, his obsession, his only desire. There's just one problem: She's meant to marry his brother. As the wedding looms closer, fate twists in ways neither of them expects. Betrayed by those she once trusted, Sitara is left shattered. But Rudraksh has already made his choice. He will have her, no matter the cost. As tension simmers and boundaries blur, their connection becomes an unstoppable force, dark, passionate, and inevitable. But with every stolen moment, every heated glance, they walk the fine line between love and destruction. Did the stars align for them, or were they doomed from the start? ═════ βœ₯.❖.βœ₯ ═════ πΆπ‘œπ‘šπ‘π‘™π‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘™π‘¦ 𝑖𝑛 πΈπ‘›π‘”π‘™π‘–π‘ β„Ž πŸŽ€ π™’π™–π™§π™£π™žπ™£π™œ πŸ”žβš οΈ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.
Behold Till Eternity  ni aeiinks
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π‡πž 𝐒𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐫 π‘πžππžπžπ¦πžπ«, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐑𝐞 𝐒𝐬 𝐑𝐒𝐬 π†π¨πππžπ¬π¬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.
Secret & Scars ni ilmaverse
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𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐀 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐧 ' π€π¬π‘πžπ¬ & π„π¦π›πžπ«π¬' π’πžπ«π’πžπ¬ In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.