Truthful Betrayal. For the girls who cried over the ones who forgot them- Here's Asad Riaz, a man who doesn't move on. He spirals. He'll watch you laugh with someone else and smile - but only because he's imagining breaking every bone in that man's body. He doesn't get jealous... he gets ruined. He'd rather choke on the truth than watch you live peacefully with a lie. His love isn't sweet. It's sharp. Aleena Nasr wasn't his weakness - she was the fire he walked into, again and again, with open arms and a bleeding heart. He'd beg, break, and bleed before letting you walk away. Who needs revenge when your absence feels like a punishment crafted by the universe? Warning: He's not healthy, but he's yours. This isn't a romance. This is possession dressed up as love.

Set in the early 1970s: Reena, a trauma surgeon and the daughter of Bangalore's godfather, crosses paths with Mumbai's most notorious gangster, Rocky. Can the life-saving doctor and a life-taking monster find a common ground? Will they fall for one another? If so, will their love stand the test of time? This is a fanfic of KGF (1 &2), written by a first-timer. I hated the fact that the heroine hardly had any character arc in the movie and thought this is will be an interesting way to explore what would happen if Reena had a voice and decided on her own. I am open to suggestions so let me know if you like the trajectory of this story. Please do like, comment and vote. I will try and upload it every alternate day.

Every year on November 30, the city belongs to them. What happens when the black sheep of a wealthy family becomes the target of a cruel game when Riki sets his eyes on her ? Kiko learns monsters aren't always the ones you expect.

They said the devil doesn't walk among humans. They lied. Jeon Jungkook is not just a name... it's a warning. They call him insane, but even insanity would tremble in his shadow. He's a storm in human form, ruthless, sadistic, utterly untouchable. He doesn't play games...he writes his own rules, and the price of crossing him is more than blood...it's your soul. Alena never asked to be here. She was dragged into his world, where monsters wear human faces and loyalty is bought with blood. Her life was stolen the moment he laid eyes on her. 'Do you know what happens to those who defy me, Alena?' he whispered, his voice chillingly soft. She trembled, but didn't waver. 'They die.' His sadistic smile was a blade against her sanity. 'No, They beg to die.' Every corner of his world is drenched in blood, the deeper she goes, the more she realizes the true horror isn't just him...it's the secret he guards. Secrets that could shatter everything. He's willing to kill, destroy, and manipulate to get what he wants. This isn't a love story. It's a battle for survival. Because in his hands, even the strongest wills shatter. And in her heart, one question haunts her... Can she escape the devil, or is she destined to burn with him? Surviving in Jeon's estate isn't just about staying alive.... It's about not losing your mind. Welcome to this game of bloodbath And pray you make it out alive... JJKXALENA ✨📚Credits Storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕 Book cover: Me, Myself and I (DO NOT COPY) (Everything in this book is imaginary, only the BTS members are real and used as a muse for this book, they're the exact opposite of how they're portrayed)

⇝ "Fine. You want to settle this? Let's race." Once best friends, now, they're rivals, and everything they've buried resurfaces on the track. After everything, they start to re-connect again. Are they going to be able to keep up the hating game, or admit?

|| Rudransh Singh Rathore|| 27. CEO of Rathore Enterprises. The name that echoes fear in boardrooms and underworlds alike. The most powerful mafia alive-lethal, ruthless, and dangerously composed. With anger that burns beneath his cold stare and a presence that commands silence, he's arrogance dressed in tailored suits. An untouchable storm-unforgiving to the world, but a silent protector to his own. For his family, he becomes the softest armor; for the rest, he is destruction wrapped in elegance. 🦋 || AANYA AGRAWAL || 23. A dreamer wrapped in pastels, pursuing her Master's in Drawing and Painting. Hopes to paint the world with her own art studio someday. The kind of soul who dances in the rain and loses herself in books. Sweet as a lullaby to those who treat her right, but a storm in heels to those who don't. Loves fiercely-her family is her world, and her two best friends, her anchors. Her brother guards her like royalty, and to him, she'll always be his little princess. RUDRANSH x AANYA Two souls, worlds apart. He's chaos in control-sharp edges, cold stares, and darkness cloaked in power. She's soft sunshine-paint-stained fingers, twirling to music only she can hear. They say opposites attract-but this? This is fate colliding with fire. Watch them clash, crumble, and fall in a love stitched with sparks, sass, and sweet little nok-jhok. Stay tuned. Their story is anything but ordinary. - your author, Eleena🦋 Where chaos meets calm, and storms fall for sunsets. I write love, with a touch of fire. Stay tuned.✨️ Started : 12 January 2024 Ongoing ....

"It's your last mission, don't reject it." The boss said, his voice harsh. "I don't want to die on my last mission," I muttered, fully aware that the choice I was about to make could lead me directly to my death. His response was a dry chuckle, devoid of warmth, yet tinged with a grim sense of understanding. "You won't," he assured me. "I know you. You're the only one who can do this. No one is as good as you." His words, though meant as a compliment, felt like a double-edged sword. Taking a deep breath, I steadied my resolve. "Alright," I replied, my voice tight with determination. "But I will leave this field after this mission." The statement hung in the air like a warning, a promise to both myself and him that I would no longer be bound by this dangerous life once it was. Nd that was my first biggest mistake Wanna know my second mistake? Falling in love with the person who I was assigned to kill, which also made me break the promise to leave. ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ ☆𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 "I killed all my enemies, except the one who I led to my bed myself" ☆𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐇𝐍𝐄𝐘 "Letting him fuvk me roughly didn't hurt as much as stabbing him with my own hands did"

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𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈- Once a strict and calm professor, Vedant has faced many challenges. Raised without family's love, he built his life on his own. His past is haunted by the loss of his mother, a pain caused by betrayal within his own family. To the world, he's strong and unbreakable, but inside, he carries deep wounds that few can see. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥" 𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑-She was his student. quiet, insecure who secretly loved him but kept her feelings hidden. Situations kept them apart. Situations changed her as tough and closed off, refusing to let herself fall in love again. "𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ,𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦" Will they accept this 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭..

#Book 1 of Fated Trilogy Fate has a cruel way of bringing two people to fire which could burn them. And when Aryan and Advika found each other tangled in between the fire, neither wanted to let go. But what they weren't aware of was when the flame would reach their hearts they wouldn't be left with ashes. Only scars. Tropes: Enemies to lovers Slow burn Brother's bestfriend Age gap College student x Business man Red string theory Yearning Virgin MMC x Virgin FMC Past trauma Angst Political drama Groveling