She built a career on confidence, but the world never let her forget her body. After a humiliating public breakup and a lifetime of being compared to "better" women, she swore off love for good. Real men don't stay. Real men don't choose her. Then she meets him, older, patient, impossible to ignore. A man who doesn't look away. A man who doesn't want her in secret. A man who chooses her... loudly. But when the past comes back to prove everything she's always believed, she walks away before he can break her. Because loving her has never been the problem. Believing she's worth loving is.

A childhood crush. The kind you think you'll outgrow. The kind that's supposed to fade with time. Except this one didn't. Aayan and Mira grew up side by side-shared classrooms, shared secrets, shared moments that felt a little too intense to just be friendship. Back then it was harmless. A lingering glance. A teasing smile. The quiet comfort of always having each other. But years later, things are... different. Because the boy who once helped her with homework now looks at her like he's imagining things he definitely shouldn't. And Mira? She's starting to realize that maybe she's been noticing him far more than she ever admitted. Then London happens. Two people who have been orbiting each other for years. And a tension that suddenly refuses to stay buried. Late-night conversations that stretch too long... Accidental touches that linger a little too much... Moments where the line between friendship and something far more dangerous begins to blur. Once that line is crossed... there's no pretending it never existed. Updates every Monday

He destroyed her once. Piece by piece... he turned love into pain, trust into silence, and her heart into something that no longer knew how to feel. But she didn't leave. She stayed. Through the hurt. Through the silence. Through everything he put her through. And now... He sees it. The damage. The girl he broke. The love he almost lost. This time, he doesn't want to hurt her- he wants to fix what he ruined. But healing isn't easy. And forgiveness? Even harder. Because some wounds don't fade... they stay. So the question is- Can the man who destroyed her... become the one who heals her? Or will love break her all over again? - A story of pain, redemption, and a love that refuses to let go. Season 2 of He Destroyed The Girl Who Loved Him She survived him. Now he has to face what's left. 👉 "Read Season 1 before this." 1# brokenlove 5# toxiclove in 5.42k storys 3#romancedrama 15#loveandpain

Olivia had a rough childhood, her blunt, confident attitude towards life and the people around her, somehow always got her hurt. But now, in her last year of high school, Olivia has decides never get hurt like that again. Especially as a figure from her past reappears, reminding her of all the painful memories, Olivia tries as much as possible to keep her head above the water, and not to get fooled twice.

"No, please ... not again" she prayed. That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA

In the wake of an unthinkable tragedy that claimed the lives of both her parents, Rayne found herself thrown into the cold, harsh world of an orphanage. For months, she clung to the hope of finding a new family to call her own, she had a slither of hope that she had a second chance at life. When the day finally came that she was chosen for adoption, Rayne's heart bloomed. Her new family showered her with love and affection, granting her every wish and providing unwavering support. The bond she formed with her step-brother was instant and unbreakable, the two becoming inseparable from the moment they met. However, there was something different about her brother, a peculiar air of mystery that clung to him. He was a man of few words, fiercely protective of Rayne, and at times, seemingly consumed by his own thoughts. Rayne adored her brother, but his constant presence left her feeling stifled. It almost felt like he didn't want her to live, and the only way he was happy is if she was close to him. Rayne was a beacon of innocence and beauty, her intelligence as captivating as her eyes. Yet, beneath the surface of her brother's deafening silence, lurked a dangerous and volatile nature. His unpredictability and possessiveness were whispered warnings to those who dared cross his path, for they knew that to harm Rayne would mean facing the wrath of a man who would stop at nothing to protect her. He didn't want her with anyone else, he made it clear on the very first day he saw her. She was his. ___ 🏆 #1 Maturethemes 🏆 #1 Stepbrother 🏆 #1 Jealously 🏆 #5 Stepsister 🏆 #21 Dark Romance ___ DARK ROMANCE MATURE/EXPLICIT CONTENT

"What does it feel like to be a heartless bitch?" "Cold." . . . Everyone loves Katherine Hartley - or at least, they love the illusion. Katherine reigns both on campus and at the elite ballet academy founded and owned by her father. She's every warning wrapped in silk. Elegance carved in ice, she's a girl raised to be disciplined, untouchable and most of all; perfect - a swan sculpted by years of brutal training and emotional isolation. Love was never meant for her. Especially not the kind that lingers - obsessive, aching... wrong. Especially not from the boy she's known since childhood. He's the one who sees through her mask, sees everything she tries to hide. And for the first time, Katherine starts to wonder what it would be like to fall - even if it ruins everything. He knows loving her may ruin him. But letting her go would destroy him. He's everything she can't want. And the only thing that makes her feel alive. She's the only thing he wants, but can't have.

As war erupts between the Greek and Sicilian mafias, the powerful Accardi family must fight to protect their empire. Accardi Obsession unravels a dark, multi-POV mafia story charged with forbidden chemistry, explosive family tensions, and an arranged-marriage pact that turns sworn enemies into something far more dangerous. *** The Sicilians trusted them. The Greeks tried to take their empire. Now, the balance of power hangs by a thread. In the third season, the Accardi family faces their greatest war yet - one that will test loyalty, love, and blood itself. Costa and Millie are fighting to protect the family they built together, even as war threatens to tear them apart. Rocco and Alessia are learning what it means to be married in a world that can take everything from you in seconds. And when a new marriage alliance is proposed, one Accardi makes the ultimate sacrifice, and enemies become lovers... or whatever you call it when hate gets complicated. There's a war brewing, a wedding on the calendar, and at least four people pretending they're not in love. The Accardis are back. Pray for whoever stands in their way.

They watched her from the shadows-three men drawn to Jasmine in ways they couldn't explain. But it wasn't just wanting. It was a blinding obsession. When Jasmine wakes in their world, everything she knows unravels. The lines between fear and desire blur as she begins to see the pieces of them they try to hide. And as love starts to grow in the darkness, she realizes that every secret they keep has a price. Because obsession always comes with consequences-and theirs are just beginning. (This is the first book in the duology 'The Dark Addiction' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I will be updating regularly As often as I can :) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Started: 10/01/2025 Ended: TBD

"𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬" 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ᯓᡣ𐭩 R U D R A x D I S H A ᯓᡣ𐭩 "I refused your penny-worth marriage proposal last night." Sarcasm drips from her voice as she glares at him, hands cuffed to bed. His mouth curves. "I remember that clearly but look at you now..." his voice trails off, his gaze flickering to her hairline with a gleam before going downward around her neck. "Tied to my bed, wearing my nuptial chain and sindoor like an obedient wife." She freeze for a second, struggling to put her thoughts together. Just last night she offered her mother's ashes to Ganga. Now she's married to the man who's not worth sharing a glance. "Mirror 's on the ceiling, Mrs Sehgal." He mocks. ~*~*~ (Note: This is not your typical lovey-dovey story. It's a dark storyline with slow burn romance and Taboo relationship. Keep your hating comments to yourself if you don't like it. )