Among Istanbul's most elite social circles are two families nicknamed by all as the "Royal families," they are the Karahan's, hailing from Adana and the Yildrim's hailing from Antalya. You would think they would be natural allies. Wrong. A feud, spanning generations lurks between these families. 200 years to be specific, no one knows why, no one can remember the exact reasons for the feud, but for as long as they could remember these two families were each other's equals and arch nemesis. They have always avoided each other, but fate has always kept them circling in each other's path, like an ominous shadow that will not fade. What happens when love comes into the picture? Will it be enough to shake years of discord? Or will it crack open old wounds that never recovered, and reveal secrets buried under wealth and prestige? Follow along for more.

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In the cold, calculating world of the Karahan empire, Ateş Karahan is a man who takes what he wants and keeps what is his. He rules with a legendary stubbornness that leaves no room for defiance-until his path crosses with Mercan Yildirim. A girl who has only seen luxury and protection Mercan is a world away from Ateş's iron-fisted reality. But when fate intervenes, their separate lives collide in a whirlwind of obsession and duty. Can two warring legacies coexist, or will the weight of their names destroy the very thing they are trying to protect? Two families. One unbreakable will. A love that was never part of the plan.

Mercan Yildirim survived against all odds, she thought she was destined to live a lonely life. But fate had other plans. Ates Karahan was a man of few words, but he was fiercely protective of his own. He would go to any lengths to make sure what's his will stay his. Mercan's will doesn't stand a chance in front of Ates's stubbornness. But will fate allow them to lead separately or will they have to put their differences aside for their loved ones?

Arafta - a random collection of one-shots written whenever inspiration finds me. ♡ My main focus will always be on my ongoing main story, so I won't be very active here. This book is just for fun, random ideas, and the stories I suddenly feel like writing. Different chapters, different emotions, different universes. You can also suggest tropes, plots, or scenarios you'd love to read - maybe your idea will become the next one-shot here.

"The game of possession begins when his siren eyes found salvation in her" Cold & distant Actor who gives command, eyes unreadable and untouched by chaos gets entangled by the pure form of sunshine and clumsiness. She resists, she tries to run away. But it was his labyrinth of obsession and posession. Where can she go?

Some loves don't begin with a spark. They begin with ruin. Mercan Karahan returns after five years - not as the girl who once loved, but as the woman who learned how to survive. She has one goal: to face the past she ran from... and the man who never knew he destroyed her. Ateş Karahan never believed in unfinished stories. Everything in his life is controlled, calculated, and untouchable - until Mercan walks back into his world and turns silence into chaos. Forced to live under the same roof, their past begins to unravel in fragments - stolen glances, unspoken truths, and memories that refuse to stay buried. He doesn't know why she hates him. She refuses to tell him. But the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes. Because some truths don't heal. They burn. And this time... neither of them will walk away unscathed.

Emin and Ilsu were never supposed to mean anything to each other. They met through a project-just two actors cast as the leads, brought together by a script that was never meant to last forever. But somewhere between rehearsals, shared glances, and late-night conversations, something real begins to form. Emin doesn't believe in breaking his own rules. Ilsu doesn't believe in temporary love. And yet, both of them find themselves holding onto something they were never meant to keep. So they tell themselves it's nothing. Just for now.

Just a few random one-shots on mertes because they live rent free in my head.