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A whispered promise in a New York alley bound two souls-only to be torn apart by betrayal and unspoken truths. Now, in the humid, neon-lit chaos of India, the ruthless Russian mafia king and the cold Indian doctor collide once more, their past igniting a fire that burns hotter than their scars. "You think you can run from me again, Lisichka?" Nikolai's voice is a low growl, dripping with possession, his Russian accent curling around the nickname like a caress. "I own every piece of you, even the parts you hate me for." Yash's lips curl into a bitter smirk, his body arching closer despite the storm of hurt in his chest. "You broke me once, Nikolai. I won't let you do it again." His voice trembles, but his hips press forward, a challenge wrapped in desire. Nikolai's grip tightens, his thumb brushing over Yash's pulse, feeling it race. "Break you? No, my little fox. I'll worship every crack I left behind until you beg for me to ruin you again." His lips crash against Yash's, a kiss that's all teeth and fire, tasting of regret and unspoken promises. In Crimson Hearts, love is a battlefield, where every touch is a wound and every kiss a vow. Will they conquer the darkness that divides them, or will their hearts bleed out in the fight for each other?

Rudra and Yuvan were never supposed to get along. Rudra: the untouchable top student, cold as glass, flawless as a legend. Yuvan: the loud-mouthed genius who swore he'd beat Rudra no matter what. Their rivalry is the talk of the academy-every exam, every debate, every grade turns into a battlefield. They're rich, brilliant, and absolutely determined to destroy each other. But when a national competition forces them to work side by side, the lines between hatred and something far more dangerous start to blur. Sharp words turn into stolen glances. Competition turns into obsession. And Yuvan can't decide what drives him crazier-wanting to beat Rudra... or wanting him, period. 🔥 Tropes inside: Academic rivals → lovers Nerd × nerd Younger top × older bottom Rich boys, slow burn, sharp banter, secret tension

"The Forced Bond" Zhan's life is a cycle of disappointments. A middle-class employee at the prestigious Wang Corporation, he has endured four broken engagements, each leaving him more disillusioned. As a gay man in a conservative society, his fifth engagement shatters for the same reason. Just when he thinks he can live on his own terms, his uncle intervenes, arranging a marriage to Wang Yibo-a younger, wealthy, and enigmatic heir to the Wang fortune. Zhan despises the idea of marrying someone younger, especially someone as cold and distant as Yibo. But under familial pressure and a brewing storm of emotions, the two are thrust into a reluctant union. Will their forced bond become a battlefield of clashing personalities, or will unexpected sparks ignite in the face of their differences?

In a world where Alphas claim what is theirs, General Raven Calder is an anomaly. He's found his fated mate, a fierce young cadet with eyes like chips of ice and a will of iron. And he does nothing. Mira fights for survival. She trusts no one. She bows to no one. Her only goal is to usurp the power of the very man who watches her from the shadows. She sees a cold, arrogant obstacle. He sees his destiny. He cloaks his power, disguises his identity, and endures the agony of restraint, all to protect her from the one thing that could destroy her ambition: himself. But how long can a Silver Wolf deny its nature? And what will happen when the girl with the iron will discovers that her greatest enemy is her most devoted guardian? Their bond is fate. Their battle is legendary. Love is just collateral damage. #werewolf #romance #enemiestolovers #fatedmates #alpha #military #slowburn #strongfemalecharacter #academy #mature

It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.

Miles is nervous and quiet. He graduated early to escape the bullying and chaos of high school, but adulthood hasn't offered the escape he had hoped for. Isolated and adrift, he struggles with panic attacks, loneliness, and memories that refuse to stay buried. His world shifts when he meets Atticus. Confident, kind, and impossible to ignore. Miles quickly begins to crave the connection he never thought he deserved. As their relationship deepens, so does Miles's hope that maybe someone could love him enough to help him heal, but the past has a way of catching up. Because love, as beautiful as it is, doesn't always drown out the noise, and silence can be louder than anyone realizes. Set against a backdrop of late-night parties, quiet heartbreaks, and moments of painful honesty, Loud Silence is a slow-burning, coming-of-age story about identity, survival, and the terrifying hope of letting someone in. This is the first long-form story I've ever written. I would love feedback as long as it's respectful. This story has been swirling around my head for years, and I'm excited to finally fight against my own anxiety and put it out into the world. ⚠️ Trigger & Content Warning ⚠️ Loud Silence contains boy x boy romance and deals with heavy mental health themes, including depression, anxiety, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, abuse (emotional, physical, and sexual), sexual identity struggles, and death. I do everything I can to portray these themes honestly and respectfully. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Best rankings: #1 in mental health #6 in gay #12 in gaylovers #17 in boyxboyromance #30 in gaypride #26 in anxietyattacks #76 in homosexual

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 | He was once the campus joke. Chubby. Quiet. Invisible. And I was the golden boy who made sure he stayed beneath everyone's feet. That was college. Years later, Dev Mehra isn't the boy I mocked. He's a king in a city of shadows - ruthless, untouchable, cold as steel. And I... I'm nothing. Bankrupt. Desperate. Crawling for a second chance. He offers it. But not for free. Dev forces me into a marriage inked in power and sealed with vengeance. He wants control. He wants me humiliated. He wants to own the man who once made him feel like nothing. But obsession is a dangerous thing. And what starts as punishment... begins to feel like fate. Because beneath the ashes of what we were- Something darker is blooming. Something that looks a lot like love... if you squint through the blood.

Vedant Rathore never imagined that his life would change with a single photograph. When his mother, eager to find him a perfect match, stumbles upon a picture online, she is immediately captivated. The person in the image has delicate features, long hair cascading over their shoulder, and a graceful aura. Convinced that this is fate, she arranges the meeting. Vedant, uninterested in marriage, dismisses the idea-until he sees Yuvan, the person in the photograph. But to his astonishment, Yuvan is not a woman. He is a stunningly beautiful young man, and for the first time, Vedant's heart skips a beat. As their journey unfolds, romance, drama, and heartfelt moments shape their love story, free from misunderstandings but full of passion.

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