In a war against fate itself, gods fall, curses vanish, and the price of rewriting destiny may be the last piece of humanity they have left. Gojo Saturo fan fiction

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ 𝓖𝓸𝓳𝓸 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓾 𝓧 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ── [𝐍𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲/𝐧] ── [𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 🤍 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 !ᵐⁱⁿᵒʳ ᵈⁿⁱ!] ── [𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧] ─── ⋆⋅☾⋅⋆ ── "𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏-𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆." ── 𝓨𝓸𝓾 "𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆-𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏."── 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓾 𝓖𝓸𝓳𝓸 ─── ⋆⋅☾⋅⋆ ── 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥-𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞. 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞

No matter how many dark romances you read, deep down you still crave someone who raises your standards-cute in the beginning, only pretending before the darkness unfolds🍷

𝖯𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇, 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗓𝗈𝗇𝗌 .. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖱𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍'𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 .. 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀. 𝖸𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋.

𝗛𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗜𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗮𝘀. 𝗧𝗼 𝗥𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮, 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱-𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗲, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘁-𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗱, 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱, 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁'𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗥𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵'𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀. 𝗡𝘆𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗼𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗱𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗖𝗘𝗢 𝗼𝗳 𝗩𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝗔 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗙𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲, 𝗮 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗜... 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻. 𝗕𝘂𝘁

!𝕄𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔸 𝕊ℙ𝕆𝕀𝕃𝔼ℝ! 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚢𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚞 𝙶𝚘𝚓𝚘-𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎.

°•°•° Aradhya Rajvansh's life shattered the day her own family turned their backs on her, believing lies that landed her in prison. After four years, she walks free-not as the girl she once was, but as a woman forged in pain and silence. With only her younger brother Ansh by her side, she rebuilds her life far away from home, shutting her heart to the world. But destiny has other plans. Her path collides with Rishav Raghuvanshi-a man of quiet strength, protective warmth, and ruthless determination. Thrust into his family through marriage, Aradhya finds herself torn between old wounds and the possibility of a new beginning. While Rishav's unwavering presence starts breaking down her walls, shadows of betrayal and enemies from the past threaten to return. This is a story of heartbreak, resilience, and the slow, tender healing of a warrior's heart.

❝𝙁𝙞𝙭 𝙞𝙩, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚.❞ ❝𝙁𝙞𝙭 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩?❞ ❝𝙈𝙚.❞ *** 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼. The strongest. The invincible. The man who died fighting the king of curses. The world mourned him as a weapon more than a man, built him into a legend before burying him. But he still lives. Somewhere far away from the jujutsu society, in a place devoid of curses, hidden among trees and peace. He breathes. The world has a chance to reclaim its shield once more. And he has seven weeks to heal his body and the fragments of his soul, and she is the only one who can possibly help him. His first heartbreak. His last memory of peace. The girl he once loved. The woman he now despised. 𝗔𝘀𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗸𝗼. The runaway. The forgotten one. The girl who left the jujutsu world years ago- vanishing without a trace, leaving behind the boy she loved and the life she could not bear to face, without a goodbye. Eight years and yet in a mockery of a fate, she still felt the threads of her soul snapping when he lingered between life and death and found herself healing the man who protected the world she had run away from. Only she can mend what is broken inside him. The boy she loved. The man who seemed to hate her. Seven weeks - that's all they have. Seven weeks for his soul to heal, for her heart to break all over again, and for fate to decide if love can survive the things it ruins. || COMPLETED || Word count : 70k +

He needed a mother for his son. She married him because of her parents' pressure. Both are single parents. Somewhere between duty and deception, love find them again. A father's duty. A mother's love. A woman's secret. Dive into the story of Siddharth Singh Rawat & Ishanika Singh! ✨TROPES ✨ • Second Chance at Love • Single Parent Romance • Slow Burn • Marriage of Convenience • Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine • Emotional Healing • Found Family • Domestic Softness

When fate ruins, love rises. Two storms on a collision course. One seeks vengeance, the other redemption. Trapped in a world of power, betrayal, and blood-soaked lies, they both play dangerous games with deadly stakes. One protects their legacy, the other destroys and build their own legacy. One fights to protect their empire, unaware the person they cannot forget, is the one sharpening the blade aimed at their heart. They're not just playing the enemy-they're rewriting the rules, determined to destroy every ounce of their power. But in a world where nothing is what it seems, fate doesn't just ruins-it annihilates. When the dust settles, will their love rise from the ashes, or will they be consumed by the storm they've unleashed?