It was supposed to be an arrangement. A name on paper, a promise for convenience. But when morning sickness turns to laughter and a pretend marriage becomes home, Sakusa Kiyoomi finds himself praying it'll never end.

Y/n's brothers have always been chaos, but what happens when that chaos introduces her to culinary mess Kiyoomi Sakusa? One Word. Cooked. A bit of slow burn with lots of grumpy cat x sunshine on the side :) I do not own any of the characters in this book except for: Ren and Haruto (Y/n's brothers) Hana and Minho (Y/n's best friends) Warning! Mature content included.

What happens when the biggest rookie boy group suddenly becomes six? When Izz unexpectedly debuts as the newest member of CORTIS, the entire K-pop industry is thrown into chaos. Fans are divided, the media won't stop talking, and every performance is watched under a microscope. Can one girl really find a place in a group of five boys who have trained, dreamed, and struggled together for years? From awkward first meetings and hilarious dorm life to unforgettable stages, world tours, award shows, variety shows, late-night practices, and the unbreakable bond they build along the way, this is the story of six artists chasing one dream. Together, they'll face scandals, sacrifices, impossible expectations, and the pressure of standing at the very top-while proving that family isn't defined by blood or gender, but by the people who choose to stand beside you. This is the journey of CORTIS-six hearts, one dream, and a story that changes everything.

Lavanya was an ordinary college student from a middle-class family. Living alone in Bangalore, she found comfort in novels because reality had never given her the love and affection she longed for. Her favorite novel was The Possessive Rathores-the story of India's most powerful family, ruled by the feared and respected Vikram Rathore and his five extraordinary sons. Among all the characters, one stood out: Vanya Singh, the villainess everyone hated. But everything changes when a tragic accident ends Lavanya's life. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself inside the very novel she loved-and in the body of Vanya Singh. The problem? Vanya is destined for a miserable ending. Determined to survive, Lavanya decides to avoid the Rathores and stay away from the story's main plot. But fate has other plans. As secrets of the Rathore Mansion begin to unfold, she discovers that the family she feared is nothing like the novel described. Can she change Vanya's destiny? Can she uncover the truth behind Vanya's past? And when the powerful Rathores begin to care for her, will she finally find the family and love she always wished for? A tale of family, secrets, healing, and second chances, where the villainess gets the opportunity to rewrite her own story. Note : It is not like other stories where she behaves defferently and gradually hero falls for her . No definitely not for more information read the story.

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𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

Her touch is absolute death. His grace is entirely infinite. Baptized in venom and bound to the shadows, Nandini is a Vishakanya, a beautiful weapon whose skin is a fatal boundary no human can cross. Trapped in the freezing isolation of her own lethality, she is sent to bring ruin to the radiant kingdom of Dwarka, targeting its divine heart: Krishna. But when her lethal strike lands, the laws of nature shatter. Krishna doesn't fall. Instead, he meets her weapon with an all-knowing grace that changes everything. What follows is a quiet revolution born in the fierce, tender spaces of midnight. Amidst a grueling purification, the captor becomes a sanctuary. In a world where Nandini has only ever known fear, Krishna becomes the impossible anchor, the one person who can hold her through the phantom burning, wipe her tears, and interlace his bare fingers with hers without fear. "Let the world flinch away from you, Nandini," he whispered, his bare palm pressing flat against her racing heart. "The poison belongs to Magadha, but your heartbeat belongs to me."

She Who Waited Why did she wait? What was her fate? Eons have passed since the tale of Mahabharata. The bloody war. But amidst the pages of that legend remains a character without quite an end, seemingly forgotten. But too bright to be lost, let's shed some light on the last consort's past. Cursed she was, as Lakshmi once more- To part from her beloved at every sacred door. Separation, the cruel thread woven through their fate, Lakshmi and Narayan-forever bound, forever too late. As Sita, she bore fourteen years apart, A forested ache carved deep in her heart. But time, ever turning, would not relent- It summoned the pain once more... as if heaven's debt was not yet spent. Avantika-a name the stars gently spoke, A lost princess, bathed in twilight's cloak. A child of prophecy, of love and lore, Bound to Narayan... yet left at fate's door. In Vrindavan's sunlit courtyard she stood, Pure of heart, misunderstood. Left behind not by abandonment, but by sacred decree, Even the Lord of Three Worlds could not set her free. A curse older than time, silent and cold, Stopped destiny's dance, made even gods fold. Her tears were stilled, her smile feigned, A love so bright... yet fate unchained. What bloomed like spring, withered with no warning- A tale of love that turned to mourning. despite it, memory was not all that was left, in her womb life swelled and light that kept.

In the quiet land of Mahishmati, Princess Jaya lives a simple life, loved by her people and untouched by the desires of power or beauty. Her heart, however, belongs somewhere it never should - to Krishna. Not in hope. Not in expectation. Only in silent devotion. As her swayamvara approaches, Jaya prepares to choose a husband among strangers, forcing herself toward a life she understands... away from feelings she refuses to name. But something within her begins to change. A dream. A voice. A presence that feels too real to ignore. She never wished for him. She never imagined him. And yet... her world no longer feels her own. 💓My Dear Lord 💓 A story of devotion, fear, and a love that crosses a line it was never meant to.

This is not a story about a long mafia war. The war ends in an hour. This is a story about what is found after the guns go silent. Est was married into an enemy mafia family and kept there for a year-not as a partner, but as property. When William destroys that house, he doesn't expect to find someone trembling in its corner, apologizing for existing. William is powerful. Feared. Ruthless. But power does not teach someone how to live again. This is a story about the shape love takes when it arrives quietly-without force, without ownership-growing slowly in the space where silence once lived. only story is mine