Lara and Jill have been best friends for as long as they can remember. From childhood to adulthood, they've been together through thick and thin. When Jill gets married, that's when things get weird between the two of them. Jill's soon-to-be husband is Paul, Lara's ex-boyfriend, that one person she couldn't seem to move on from.

They said billionaire Damian Cole was dead. Two years gone. Buried. Forgotten. Until Aria Hale accepts a ghostwriting job and comes face-to-face with the man the world believes is dead. He's alive, hiding secrets darker than the ocean surrounding his private island. Dangerous. Damaged. A man running from the truth. He wants her to write his story, but as lies turn into obsession and obsession into love, Aria learns too late-she wasn't hired to tell his story. She was chosen to end it. He faked his death to escape his enemies. She wasn't supposed to find him.

In a world where school corridors echo with giggles, secrets, and silent prayers, four love stories bloom-each inspired by the divine tales of Radha-Krishna, Shiv-Parvati, Ram-Sita, and Laxman-Urmila. From mischievous teasing to soulful longing, from silent stares to chaotic confessions-this is a journey of young hearts discovering love that feels written by fate itself. Some love begins with a glance, Some with prayers, And some... wait silently for years. Welcome to a story where devotion meets destiny, and teenage love feels nothing less than divine. Saiyaan is not just a romance-it's a soulful journey of devotion, longing, and timeless love.

She married him because he tasted like honeymilk... Ruru, a mischievous alien stranded on Earth, ends up marrying the tastiest man in the village, literally. Her strange ability lets her taste humans through touch, and Shian's flavor? It was addictive, sweet like honeymilk. Shian, the kind and unlucky village boy she claimed as her husband, believes she's just a clumsy city girl with strange habits. Hopelessly in love, he thinks her presence in his life feels like a fairytale he never thought he could have. But what happens when the snack she married becomes the only person she can't let go of? When her secret slips? When the villagers call her a monster? When fate tries to tear them apart? Will Shian still love her? How far will he go to protect her? _________________________ Tropes : *Alien wife x human husband * Gremlin Predator x Cute prey *Protective FL x gentle ML Updates on every Friday ❤️ (Cover is made by @VeraChendra)

...𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦... (⁠๑⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙⁠๑⁠).⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ She left with shattered dreams. She returned with a heart sealed in silence. Shrushti RaiSinghani was fire-chaotic, vibrant, full of life. But the girl who lit up every room vanished five years ago, leaving behind a trail of silence and a past she never speaks of. Now, she's back in India. Stronger. Colder. Guarded. No longer the girl who once believed in fairy tales, especially not the one where love saves you. But Devansh Singh Ranawat has written only one story in his life. And she was always the ending. Feared by many, worshipped by some, Devansh is a billionaire tech mogul and the ruthless heir of a criminal empire. But beneath the iron mask, there's only one truth: He loved her. Still loves her. And this time, he won't let her go. Fate throws them back into each other's orbit. But this isn't a reunion-it's a collision. Of unsaid words. Of memories buried in pain. Of love twisted into obsession. Because what Devansh feels for her isn't just love anymore. It's needed. It's ache. It's madness. As secrets unravel, and past demons resurface, they must face the truth- Some scars never fade. Some silences speak louder than love. And some obsessions... can burn everything to the ground. (⁠๑⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙⁠๑⁠).⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A dark, slow-burning, second-chance romance about broken hearts, buried trauma, and the kind of love that doesn't ask permission. ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ 🔞⚠️ Warning This story contains mature content intended for readers 18+ only. It explores themes such as mafia things, violence, emotional intensity, and panic attacks. Reader discretion is advised - please continue at your own risk.

Imagínate que conoces al imbécil más grande del planeta por accidente. Imagínate que ese imbécil es mundialmente conocido por su música. Imagínate que hace lo posible por molestarte cuando lo único que quieres es que te deje tranquila. Ahora Imagínate que a pesar de todo eso, no puedes evitar sentirte atraída por él. Peyton siempre ha querido dedicarse a la música. Por eso se mudó a Los Ángeles con sus dos mejores amigos. Sin embargo, hace tiempo que dejó su sueño atrás. Está totalmente convencida de que la música ya no es para ella y no hay nada que pueda hacerle cambiar de opinión. Aunque tal vez conocer por accidente a Harvey Cooper, el cantante más famoso de toda la ciudad y el chico al que ella detesta, haga que Peyton se replantee volver a perseguir su sueño. Por supuesto sin enamorarse por el camino, ¿verdad?

Blurb- Aradya singh were just graduated from Italy, About to go to India again, she comes back with riya. Aradhya's were struggling too claim her degree and finnally she already did. Aradhya hate it when she always accidentally bumps into her top-list enemy she hated the most. Her day? Always get ruined when she saw him. But bitterly sweet. Vikram singh thakur is a successful man, he never want someone to help him out, he's enough. He were comes back from Italy after years for his family. +-+ Aradhya walks towards the room, in a wedding dress, her eyes filled with anger, something unspoken. She enters in the room. Vikram smirks. Aradhya speaks- "Never thought I'm into you, idiot." Vikram's smirks, he leaned in.. "Going to talk this sweetly to your legal husband?" "I don't want this marriage, i never want-" "DARE TO REPEAT, I DARE YOU THEN SEE HOW I'LL MAKE YOU EAT THOSE WORDS MIA CARA."

My soul has been taken, naturally. KPop Demon Hunters, Saja Boys Preferences (All the boys), imagines, and one shots. I will take suggestions for scenarios or even requests for personal one shots.

Epic/Dark Fantasy || Romantasy || Character-Driven || Adventure || Slow-Burn || Magic & Mystery It began with a lullaby sung to the moon. From that night on, Lily was never meant to be ordinary. There is something in her blood that answers to anger. Something that rises when she is cornered: red-eyed, relentless, and feared. She has spent her life holding it back, terrified that one day she will lose control and destroy the people she loves. When war erupts between the Kingdoms of Heliosa and Thessarion, Lily is dragged into enemy hands and comes face-to-face with the one man she never expected to see again-King Leorien. The boy she once happened save from the dark is now a ruler forged in fire... and the same flame that once shattered her life. But the deeper Lily is drawn into palace intrigue and buried secrets, the more the truth claws its way to the surface. Her power is not a curse born of rage. And it has been waiting. Caught between two forces: King Leorien, the fire that burns too close, his devotion as dangerous as his crown... and Juliene, the fruit vendor who became her quiet constant, the one who calms her storms and reminds her who she is. And Lily must decide what she will become: A weapon the world fears. Or the savior it never saw coming. Featuring: ✔ hidden power, old secrets, and consequences that surface slowly ✔ late medieval worldbuilding aesthetics with magics, mythical creatures, and old traditions ✔ adventure and dangerous guild contracts ✔ guild life, camaraderie, and clashing personalities ✔ slow-burn romance and yearning tangled with past connections and unresolved feelings ✔ found family forged through loyalty, trust, and shared battles ✔ politics and power struggles between kingdoms, guilds, and crowns ✔ emotional, character-driven moments that linger long after the chapter ends © 2025-2026 HR Tamba

# BOOK 1 of the series - KALANK CHRONICLES ABHIMAAN SINGH RATHORE Abhimaan stood on the balcony, the city lights reflecting off his crisp, dark blazer. His hands were tucked into his pockets, jaw tight, eyes scanning the chaos below. For him, love had always been a trap, something that made him weak, dependent, and vulnerable. He wasn't about to fall into it again. Not now. Not ever. MISHIKA ARORA Meanwhile, inside the house, Mishika hummed softly, her bright scarf loosely draped over her shoulders as she stirred a cup of cocoa for her little niece. She believed in love, not in grand gestures or fairy-tale endings, but in quiet, heartfelt moments like this. Family first. Always. Their worlds are different, and yet, neither knew how close fate was about to bring them.