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Hidden Behind the Closed Doors by spamfromz
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The wind howled through the mountains, carrying with it the whispers of forgotten souls. The village lay nestled in the valley below, its stone buildings huddled together as though seeking warmth from the bitter cold. A bell tolled in the distance, its solemn chime echoing through the silence of the night. Shravya stood at the edge of the village, her hands trembling as she clutched the fabric of her cloak tighter around her shoulders. Her breath formed small clouds in the freezing air. This was to be her new home-a place she had never seen, a people she had never known. And at the center of it all, a husband who was little more than a stranger. She had been taught that marriage was a sacred bond. She had accepted her fate with quiet resignation, believing that, at the very least, she would be safe. But as she stepped forward, her eyes met his. The Village Leader. The village's leader stood among the people, his presence towering even among the tallest men. His robes billowed slightly in the wind, but his piercing gaze remained steady. A gaze that stripped her bare, as though he could see something inside her that no one else could. Something unholy. A shiver ran down her spine, and it had nothing to do with the cold. A shadow had already begun to fall over her, though she did not yet realize it. Not yet.
πŽπ›π¬πžπ¬π¬π’π―πžπ₯𝐲 𝐌𝐒𝐧𝐞||πŸπŸ–+ by shreens_galaxy
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#1 π–Žπ–“ 'π•·π–Šπ–™π–π–†π–‘ π•Ίπ–‡π–˜π–Šπ–˜π–˜π–Žπ–”π–“' π–˜π–Šπ–—π–Žπ–Šπ–˜ βœ§βœΏπ–π‘πžπ§ πŽπ›π¬πžπ¬π¬π’π¨π§ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐒𝐧𝐠π₯𝐞 π₯𝐒𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 π›πžπœπ¨π¦πžπ¬ π‹πžπ­π‘πšπ₯✿✧ I stood still in front of the mirror trying to accept the fact I saw just sometimes. Tears threatened to spill out from my eyes as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. DEVASTATED and BETRAYED. Suddenly, the door of the room opened and slammed shut. I looked at his reflection from the mirror and wiped off my tears hurriedly before shoving the card inside one of the drawers, not wanting him to know about it. He came and hugged me from behind resting his chin on my shoulder. Reality dawned upon me and fear crawled up on each and every ounce of my skin. Sweat buds formed on my forehead and neck as I looked at him staring at me intensely from the mirror. His gaze was filled with desire. He turned me towards him by holding my waist gently and sealed our lips in a soft and gentle kiss. I closed my eyes trying to hold back my tears which were ready to spill out anytime feeling disgusted with his touch. At that moment of helplessness, all I was praying to God was 'please god let it be a dream where I'll wake up beside the love of my life, my Rann' but the saddest reality is it's not. "My Rann is a ruthless killer. He is a Devil with whom I got married."
The General is already Married by buskeecilel
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Chao Lei. The infamous powerful woman in the entire continent, serving the Tang Empire positioned as the First Divine General. She was known to be a high cultivator in the land but she had her great downfall when... She was mindlessly betrothed off at the distant plains just after the war! A|N: I do not own the cover photo, I just saw it on Google all credits to the artist.
Ace by antoniawritess
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[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*
His, Forever βœ”οΈ by diebabyxo
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"You're sorry?" he repeated, his deep and raspy voice reaching my ears from across the room. I nodded. His dark eyes the same shade as the night looked me up and down. "Why don't you get on your knees and show me how sorry you are." All it took was one glance. Five years ago, Ezra Atlas laid his eyes on Lilac Winter. He had never seen somebody so beautiful. He knew, just from that one look, she would be his, and only his. Wanting to live her life in freedom, Lilac escapes to a different country. Hiding. Hoping that the man obsessed with her, will never find her. But nothing could stop Ezra from finding her. Time is slowly catching up. He is slowly catching up. And once he gets his hands on Lilac again, She will be his, forever.
His Owned Rose βœ” by CursedLove99
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❝ He will never let me leave He will never let me breathe in the air that does not have his presence I strove for my freedom Little did I know that will be the greatest doom of my life!❞ ⭒❃⭒ π˜™π˜°π˜΄π˜’π˜­π˜ͺ𝘒 a simple girl with very ordinary dreams. She wanted nothing but to live her simple life on her own terms instead she was forced into a life where she was imprisoned as her husband's possession. Being stubborn hearted, she never surrendered and escaped her possessor. But sometimes the simplest dreams are the hardest to achieve specially when she has her obsessive husband finding her in the need of revenge. And this time he will do anything to bend her to his twisted will! ___ VOL. 2 β˜… Warning - This story contains violence, abuse, mature content. (If these topics trigger you in any means, this book is not for you)
Anamika - Rebirth of the first wife by Shobanamanivannan
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This story can be read standalone. Anamika, the first wife of yuvraj(Crown Prince) Pratap Singh Rathod saw in her dream that all her maids are in a hurry to complete her dressing so that she could attend the puja(Prayer) with her husband. The puja meant for her to get pregnant or shall I say the puja meant for the heir of the kingdom. She was sure that it was a dream because she could see the younger version of herself in the mirror rather than the grandmother of three children. Only to realize that it is not a dream but a reality when she gets pain and saw blood due to the hairpin that the maids were putting in her head. Join Anamika in her journey of Rebirth. Read the full prologue inside the book.
Forcefully Mine by monisino
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"Who was that boy...?" Ryan asked, his voice calm and steady. But even in the cool night air, I could feel the storm of anger building inside him, ready to break free. My throat tightened. I didn't know what to say. Fear rooted me to the spot. "ANSWER ME, LILY." His voice roared through the quiet park, startling me. I flinched and instinctively tried to step back, but Ryan's hand caught mine. In a sharp pull, he drew me closer, leaving no space between us. I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin, the world around us fading into silence. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat louder than the rustling leaves. "You are mine, Lily..." he whispered, low and possessive, sending shivers down my spine. . . . This is the story of Lily and Ryan- a sweet, clumsy girl and a dangerous mafia leader whose worlds should have never collided. Pictures do not belong to me. All credit goes to the rightful owners. Ranking: 23 May 2022 #1 Obsession #6 Jealousy #12 Forced
She Belongs To The King | βœ“ by crystal5466
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"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017
RUYI by harui30
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How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".