"𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮" His nose brushed against her neck, slow and deliberate, his breath warm against her skin. She had two options, step back or hit him. She hit him before she could think twice. His lip split, blood trickling down, and she took two steps back. He didn't speak, didn't argue, didn't even look angry. That was the part that unsettled her. He leaned closer, unhurried, like she hadn't just split his lip open, and cupped her face in both hands. Then he brushed his lips lightly against hers, just once. When he pulled back, she didn't need to check. His blood was on her lips. His eyes dropped to her mouth, something dark flickering behind them. "Nice lip shade." 💌 Love , Lust and Legacy series #1 📚 His Dirty Little Secret

SHINKAGE is a dark psychological mystery built around secrets, manipulation, violence, and the people hiding behind them. Hitoshi Roi is an ordinary schoolboy living a seemingly normal life. But beneath the surface of the world around him are hidden organizations, dangerous individuals, unexplained events, and secrets that were never meant to be discovered. As strange incidents begin to connect, the line between truth and deception becomes harder to recognize. Some people know far more than they reveal, while others are being watched without even knowing it. Every answer creates another question. Every shadow may be hiding someone. And sometimes, the person you think you understand is the one you understand the least. SHINKAGE is a story about mystery, psychology, survival, hidden motives, and the consequences of discovering things that should have remained hidden. The story has only just begun.

Neeti and Yashwant had been unsworn rivals for their whole fifteen years of school. They used to fight at every chance they got. Oftentimes very violently. They didn't exactly go around hating each other loudly but it was clear to everyone that they fumed with envy if one scored better than the other. This circle went on until the end of the school and they eventually lost contact. But now twelve years later they meet again, this time more mature and more attractive than the last time. This time something changed or rather some realisation hit. Yashwant knew exactly why he played rival and Neeti knew exactly why she leaned into him. The hidden feelings came into play and denying them was getting harder. But is it worth it? Those walks on the beach, those late night conversations and those lingering gazes? Well you never know until you try.

He's the king of the crease. She's the girl cheering for the other team. Kabir Rathore is untouchable. As India's star batsman, his defense is a fortress; in five years of professional cricket, no one has ever managed to take his stumps. He doesn't flinch, he doesn't fail, and he certainly doesn't get distracted. Until her. Kavya Mehta doesn't care about statistics, sponsorships, or the cult of Kabir Rathore. She's fearless, sharp-tongued, and currently screaming her lungs out for the opposing team. She isn't there to see a superstar; she's there to see him lose. But when Kavya's face flashes on the stadium's big screen, the world stops. For the first time in his life, Kabir misses the ball. The bails fly, the crowd gasps, and the legend is finally fallen. Kabir Rathore just got clean bowled-and he hasn't even met her yet.

​"You think you can use my name to trend on the internet, Mehra? How much did my rivals pay you for that photo?" ​"I have millions of followers who actually like me, Yıldırım. Trust me, your arrogant face is bad for my aesthetic. Goodbye." [User has blocked you.]

Some people ruin your life by leaving. Others do it by staying. Slowly. Silently. Irreversibly.

Story of Two person from Delhi town. He is from Udaipur Rajasthan, She is from Punjab Bathinda. AuthorXarchitect

well... it's a life description of myself (lisa represents my baby and jisoo represents me)

When he got shoot by someone?........ Not knowing she is one who shoot him‼️ BETRAYED by the LOVE🥀.... . . I don't want to reveal mystery here 😅! So please kinda read it and know the twist. I hope you all love this masterpiece by me! So let me know in comments section how you feel about every next chp. Do like, comment and share💌 Enjoy your fiction dear💗🫶🏻!.... Original content by SHJ only on @wattpad no where else's!

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚.... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Ananya - delicate in touch, fierce in loyalty, the one who remembered every version of him. Vihaan - feared by many, unreadable to most, a soul that remembered even when memory didn't. Everyone said fate was cruel to the Singhanias. Not because of the curse itself- but because it chose its victims silently. Ananya and Vihaan were never meant to cross paths again... not after everything that tore them apart. She remembers every piece of their story. He remembers half of it, the cruel one. Yet fate, stubborn and deliberate, ties them together once more- pulling her back to the very man destined to lose her, and him back to a love he no longer recalls. Because Vihaan is the eldest son. And the Singhania curse has never spared a bride past the seventh month. Love brings them together. Destiny counts the days. And fate? It's already decided who it's coming for. "Vihaan and Ananya's story is just getting started... please read and stay with me 💫" With lots of love 💗 ~rubysword......