A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction~ She died in the arms of the man she once despised-only to open her eyes and find time itself rewound. Choi Yn spent her first life blind, broken, and betrayed. When she awakens after death, years before her world collapsed, she swears to rewrite her fate. No longer will she chase the man who ruined her. No longer will she ignore the husband who shielded her with his life. Kim Taehyung, cold and powerful, hides a heart that beats only for her. In this new life, Yn will uncover the truth, expose every lie, and learn what it truly means to be loved. Revenge, rebirth, and redemption-her counterattack begins now. #1 in Taehyung - 7/11/2025 #1 in Power-couple - 7/12/2025 #1 in Betrayal - 16/12/2025 #1 in Loyal-husband - 17/12/2025 #1 in Btsfanfic - 18/12/2025 #1 in Kdrama - 20/12/2025 #2 in Btsfanfic - 16/12/2025 #2 in Kdrama - 17/12/2025 #3 in Btsfanfic - 19/12/2025 #3 in Kdrama - 19/12/2025

She died at 35-poisoned on the night she thought her life was finally coming together. But right before her heart stopped, she saw her killer... her best friend. And she realized too late-she was just a side character in a story that didn't belong to her. When she opens her eyes, it's 10 years earlier. She's back in her 25-year-old body, on the morning of her birthday. But this time... she remembers everything. And now, she knows the truth: She was never the heroine. Her stepsister was the "beloved female lead." Her husband-the man who promised her the world-was in love with her sister all along. And her best friend? She was never her friend. Now that she's back, she's not playing the same role. This time, she writes the script. -

Five years ago, thirteen-year-old cougar shifter Harper's life was shattered in one horrific night. Left for dead and broken, her family brutally murdered, she wished she had died alongside them. Instead, she was left behind, buried beneath the suffocating rubble of heartache and grief. They took everything from her. From that day forward, Harper vowed to rebuild herself from the ground up. She trained relentlessly, every day, every hour, becoming smarter, stronger, colder, and darker. Karma wasn't finding them. Justice was nowhere to be found. Destiny seemed content to leave them on their perfect little paths of love, peace, and bliss. The deadliest predator is the one you don't see coming. It'll make it all the sweeter when Harper comes for them, for all of them. It's time to see that justice is finally served.

This will be a rebirth story, where heroine dies and comes back to life stronger, smarter, colder.

In a present-day India where royalty still rules under a ceremonial but influential monarchy, kingdoms thrive in opulent grandeur. Maharajas and Maharanis host extravagant state events cloaked in diplomacy and decadence. Amidst this, Anaya Mehra-the daughter of the Prime Minister and unofficially betrothed to the charismatic Yuvraj Veer Pratap Singh-discovers the bitter truth of her narrative: she's not the heroine. She's the villainess. When Veer is commanded by imperial decree to marry the newly risen "miracle girl" Meher Sharma, a woman with mysterious origins and impossible talents, Anaya's carefully crafted world shatters. But the fire of betrayal doesn't extinguish-it transforms. What begins as vengeance spirals into something darker and more intimate when her path collides with Major Aryan Rathore, a stoic military heir and Veer's closest confidant. Enemies by circumstance, they spiral into an intoxicating game of control, pain, and eventual obsession. But when revenge takes the form of seduction, what remains-hatred or desire?

°°°°°°°°° Sometimes love needs a second chance... even if it comes wrapped in pain, secrets, and unexpected feelings. She's sunshine. He's the storm. Noor Verma - a 23-year-old bubbly event planner with dreams in her eyes and a heart full of warmth. Aviraj Raghuvanshi - a cold, powerful businessman, haunted by his past, and a single father to a little boy who has never known what a mother's love feels like. Their worlds collided like fire and ice. A heated first encounter. A twist of fate that binds their worlds together. But love? Love wasn't part of the plan. In the middle of unspoken emotions, stolen glances, and a child who unknowingly becomes the bridge between two hearts- can a broken man and a hopeful girl rewrite their story? 🌙 A slow-burn journey of warmth, heartbreak, and love-rewritten when least expected. °°°° #EnemiesToLovers #SingleDad #SlowBurnRomance #EmotionalRomance #WattpadIndia #LoveAfterPain #BrokenBoy #HopefulGirl #ProtectiveMaleLead #SecondChances #FamilyDrama #StrongFemaleLead #HeartfeltMoments #ComfortAndLove

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

𝓐𝓷 𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 "He didn't touch me on our wedding night-not even a glance that felt like a beginning. I told myself I wouldn't fall. That I wouldn't love a man who kept the door to his heart bolted shut. But I did. In the way he said my name when he was tired. In the way he protected me without admitting it. I fell for a man who didn't want a wife. And every day, I wondered if being his wasn't enough to be his." ~ "I married her, not for love-but for peace. I told myself she was just a name on paper, not someone who'd turn my world upside down. I was cold, distant. Maybe even cruel. But she stayed. She smiled when I didn't deserve it. She made a stranger's house feel like something I wanted to come home to. And without warning-I fell. Now I can't look at her without wondering how I ever thought I could live untouched by her love."

I had been betrayed by my family, my boyfriend all because they trusted HER more over their own flesh and blood. So I left without looking back. But little did I know, I was going to meet 3 men that would turn my life into the life I've always dreamed of. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Paige's family had betrayed her and they were left with nothing but regret and longing. Paige walked into the best life she has always wanted. ------------------------------- This will be a story that is short and sweet so there won't be many chapters. Uploads every Monday, Wednesday & Fridays!

--- 🌙 Isha: The Hidden Girl By Raipayal Isha is the kind of girl who slips through crowds unnoticed - quiet, soft-spoken, and always sitting in the corners of rooms she never truly belongs in. Hidden behind her smile is a storm of thoughts no one hears. Dressed in tradition and raised in silence, she's been taught that good girls don't speak too much, don't dream too loud, and never ask why. But Isha carries a secret - one that aches to be heard, one that could change everything. In a world that misunderstands silence, will Isha find her voice before it's too late? This is a story of unspoken pain, quiet strength, and a girl learning to be seen. ---