Love is hard. It is hard to love someone who hurts you, and it can be harder still to walk away from them. Naina knows that pain all too well. She agreed to an arranged marriage with Zayne to keep her from running back to Advik, her abusive ex-fiancé, but the guilt of not being able to return Zayne's love is just another weight on her mind. Now, she's the one hurting Zayne, if only emotionally instead of physically. His love is real, though, and he's determined to keep loving her, to stay with her no matter what happens. He's the rock she can rely on when traumatic memories taint every part of her life. But he's only human. How patient can he be? How much more can he take before it's too much? Is there hope and healing just over the horizon, or was this marriage doomed before it began? ____________________________________________ "You broke us, Naina... you broke me..." "Zayne, I'm sorry, I love you..." ____________________________________________

A murder mystery...i wrote on the backside of my physics rough record.... Welcome to the mysterious Blackwood village where a girl got murdered on the first fall of snow.. and it is just the beginning.... A story twisted with love,hate, passion,crime and ugly secrets... Enjoy while it lasts...who knows maybe u will be the next...

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲. In a city that eats the innocent alive, 𝐋𝐮𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 learned to become the predator. She doesn't have a job - she has disguises. By day, she's just a tired single mother with a daughter to raise and a past that won't stay buried. By night, she's the whisper in Manhattan's penthouses - a conwoman who seduces, steals, and leaves her sins gift-wrapped in diamonds. New York taught her how to survive: weaponise silence, smile like sin, and make danger fall in love with her. Some people run from their past. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠." Because healing was never the plan. Revenge always was.

My tears drop on the diamonds already stained with my blood. His thumb strokes my cheek and removes a strand of my disheveled hair. -It's okay, Pea. It's over. His lips find mine. His kiss is soft at first, to comfort me. Then it gets more intense, possessive. Our eyes meet. His are burning. -I will never let anyone hurt you again. I promise. You are mine and mine only, Cassiopea Medina. ****** In rural Colombia, Cassiopea is just starting her young adult life. She wants to leave behind a poor and unstable family to live an easy life. She gets an unexpected offer from the boss of the local cartel. To get married to him and be the stepmother of his three sons. The twist? He already has a lover. How will the life of a cartel leader's wife treat Cassiopea? ****** Author's notes The story is written with the first-person POV of a young 19-year-old woman. I tried my best not to let my (older) brain made her sound too mature for her age... There are scenes of violence, death, domestic abuse, alcoholism and sexual content, please be advised. In chapters with * there will be mature content. Also, I had a hard time choosing the male lead character... At the end, the story flow and the characters decided for me. So, if you are up for a little game, try finding this ML before he reveals himself! Finally, English is not my native language. I'm sorry if you find grammatical mistakes. Don't hesitate to let me know! Ranking #1 cartel (2025-12-19) #2 colombia (2025-12-01) #3 bodyguard (2025-12-21) #5 fight for survival (2025-12-01)

When 22-year-old engineering graduate Meera Nair agrees to a fake marriage with Mohan Nambiar-a 32-year-old tech mogul-she expects a temporary escape from her abusive, superstitious family. Not destiny. Not love. But Mohan is no stranger. A thousand years ago, he was Shyama, the loyal bodyguard sworn to protect the last Chola princess, Rani Devashree-Meera's past-life self-during the Pandya invasion. Now reborn in a world of glass towers and coded algorithms, an undeniable pull draws them together. Memories surface. Dreams bleed into reality. And ancient magic stirs. As the past collides with the present, a vengeful force awakens-one determined to destroy them once more. Bound by a curse older than time, Meera and Mohan must confront a terrifying truth: Some souls are not reunited by fate... They are trapped by it. Is their love a second chance-or a death sentence?

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 unlucky village boy she claimed as her husband, believes she's just a clumsy city girl with odd habits. He has no idea she's hiding powers, secrets... and a plan to leave when her people come to take her home. 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)

Meera had always dreamt in colors no one else could see, indigo skies, silver rain, and a face that shimmered between memory and myth. In the modern city of Varanasi, she lives quietly, painting forgotten temples and lost goddesses, unaware that her art is awakening echoes from another lifetime. In her dreams, she is the poet-saint who once sang of Krishna, not as a god, but as the soul she could never unlove. Every brushstroke she paints now becomes a whisper from that past life, calling her to remember what her soul once vowed: that love is not a wound to be healed, but a path to divine freedom. When she meets Arjun, a musician with eyes that hold ancient recognition, her carefully built world begins to dissolve. He isn't just a man; he's the doorway between her past and her liberation. But to find him again, Meera must finally face what she denied across lifetimes - that the divine she sought in others has always lived within her. As time folds, dreams bleed into daylight, and art becomes prayer, Meera's final birth becomes her first awakening. A love story that spans lifetimes - not to unite two souls, but to dissolve the illusion that they were ever apart.

In the 17th century-an age of kingdoms, war, betrayal and ruthless power-two sworn enemies are tied together by a fate neither of them can escape. He is a cold, merciless ruler, feared across lands. She is the one woman who defies him, a spark of rebellion he cannot tolerate... or resist. Their worlds should never have touched. But a buried secret, an ancient curse, and a destiny written before their birth force their paths to collide in the darkest possible way. What begins as hatred turns into something far more dangerous- ❖ obsession ❖ forbidden desire ❖ a love powerful enough to ruin them both In a world where trust is a weapon, loyalty is rare, and fate is merciless... Can two enemies learn to love, or will destiny destroy them first?

Life is like a rollercoaster, it has its ups and downs, but it's your choice whether to scream or enjoy the ride... When life's rollercoaster throws you off track, do you scream, or do you hold on tight? For Ira and Rudraksh, the journey is far from smooth: one suffocating under the weight of failure, the other nursing a heart shattered into pieces. Two strangers caught in life's ugliest turns, where every step forward is a fight against invisible battles. This is not a story of being saved by each other, but of learning to live despite the wreckage, of finding the courage to stand when the ground never stops shaking. But if their paths converge-bringing their emotions and differences-will they find solace in each other, or will those very differences pull them apart? ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️ GENRES: General Fiction • Literary Fiction • Contemporary • New Adult • Realistic Fiction ⚠️ Disclaimer: This story is a work of imagination, entirely original and fictional. Any resemblance to other works is purely coincidental. Please do not plagiarize, copy, or translate it without the author's (Jambudweep's) written permission. ⚠️ Ownership: All characters, plot, dialogues, poetry, and storyline belong to me, the author. I do not own any images or songs used; they belong to their respective owners. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains emotionally heavy and socially sensitive themes. I experience alexithymia, which means I may not always recognize or describe emotions in the usual way. Because of this, I cannot guarantee advance warnings for every scene. Please read at your own discretion and take care of your wellbeing. Thank you for checking out my work!