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"Soft Girls Aren't Always Soft." Riva Raychand had the kind of face people trusted. Professors smiled at her. Classmates borrowed notes from her. Seniors called her "sweet." She said "sorry" even when she wasn't wrong. She helped people study before exams. She laughed easily. And she noticed everything. The way voices change when lies are rehearsed. The way secrets beg to be discovered. Riva didn't create drama. She curated it. If someone's life fell apart, it was never by accident. It was because they underestimated the wrong girl. She never raised her voice. Never got caught. Never got blamed. Because the softest smile hides the sharpest mind. And Rajvansh Institute had no idea- It was her favorite playground. Until one Monday morning... The classroom door opened. And a new professor walked in. White shirt. Measured steps. Unfamiliar name on the board. His eyes scanned the room once- Then stopped. On her. Riva looked up slowly. And smiled. "game on"

They say that water remembers. The swimming pool's silence holds secrets that nobody knows. The sound of splashing and the smell of chlorine can't wash away what is buried beneath the surface-a tragedy forgotten by most, but not by Minseo. 3 years ago the same pool heard cries of an innocent and engulfed it in water deeply. Although a few people saw the accident yet didn't move to help. The incident was buried in whispers, locked away as a painful memory. Minseo,a university student and swimmer, finds herself drawn back to this place. She only thought of the pool as a place to train, but the truth pulls her closer. A brief mention by a friend reopens the case. Taehyung, the boy she had once loved, was now an investigator on the case, reunited with her after years. His eyes filled with unspoken truths, spark an energy between them and new questions. As they dive in the past, the water is not just reflection-it's a maze of hidden stories. Some tragedies refuse to stay buried. Some love stories are written in water.

"I will make sure to give you every thousand reason to fall for me, so that you believe that this human is only made for this gorgeous goddess standing over here....." her head snapped towards me. "That means.... Prof. Garvit Singhania is only made for Prof. Sunidha Kashyap." I completed to which her eyes shone in delight after hearing me out. "Humein iss shadi se koi aitraz nahin hai." And here my heart who was throbbing because of fear soon began to do summer sault out of happiness. "And I would also love to write my name with yours." she said merrily, making me my scratch my neck of of shyness as I felt my ears grew hot and red.. ★ ° . *　°　.　°☆ 　. * ★ ° :. ★ ○ ° #1 in book of poems. #15 in best book ever

a collection of poems ranging from love, marriage, funerals etc. written by a young Kenyan Soud Omar Khamis

Popular jock boy Cameron Heights, always made it his mission to terrorize Reign. He always seemed to find a way to bully her about her weight, Let's just say Reign doesn't necessarily fits society's beauty standards. But one day Reign finally had enough and decides to make truce. Does Cameron accept this truce and they become something inseparable or does he continue to make Reign's life hell. READ TO FIND OUT 💜 • • • • • This story battled many real world things. Bullying ⚠️suicide and self harm⚠️ relationships, and many other issues. Highest Rankings #2 in mean boys #11 in bfandgf #22 in fatgirl 🦋 Short Preview 🦋 "Okay I'll go first." I say. I cleared my throat and started "Reign Adams, she is a friend, a kind hearted spirit and her smile lights up the room she is in. People are so quick to judge her and they never actually get to know her. I know that because I was once one of those people. She is a very strong women because she tackles obstacles everyday. And I love her ...personality, she is one of the realist people you will ever meet."I wanted to tell her I loved her, but I just couldn't. She give me a hug and we stared at a each other for a couple of seconds, I really wanted to kiss her beautiful lips. Also I do not own any of the photos used in this story :) .... If in anyway you want to use my story please contact me and ask for my permission. Thank you!

Aditi Talwar has spent thirteen years loving Arin D'Souza, the cold, career-driven CEO of Aetheris Global. She was the girl next door, the sister's best friend, the one who stayed silent. But when Arin announces his engagement to the ruthless lawyer Eshira Dhawan-a woman who views the Talwar family as a target-Aditi's heart doesn't just break; it hardens. What follows is a brutal game of legal chess and social warfare. Aditi transforms from a silent lover into a formidable adversary, using her legal brilliance to dismantle Arin's world, even as she enters a dangerous alliance with his greatest rival, Reyan Oberoi. But when a runaway bride and a family scandal force Aditi and Arin into a marriage of convenience, the battle moves behind closed doors. In a house built on resentment and secrets, can love survive a kidnapping, a villain's obsession, and a fall that threatens to silence Aditi forever? A story of two families, four best friends, and a love that became a war.

They say finding a soulmate is the hardest thing in the world. Out of seven billion hearts beating under the same sky, choosing the right one feels like chasing a mirage. But love - love never asks for the right time, the right place, or the right person. It just happens. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝟐𝟐-𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡. When the world welcomes the first-ever 𝑴𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝑫𝑰 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒑, history takes a new turn. Men and women, side by side - playing not against each other, but with each other. Boundaries blur, rules change, and amidst the sound of roaring crowds, something far deeper begins to bloom. 𝑺𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂, twenty, shy yet dazzling, carries the calm of the moon and the fire of dreams. A cricketer whose bat speaks poetry, whose silence hums strength. She never sought fame - only freedom between the wickets. And then comes 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 - twenty-five, the nation's golden boy. Charming, confident, and reckless with both bat and heart. Where she is restraint, he is chaos. Where she hides, he shines. Where she listens, he commands. They are poles apart - destined to collide. And somewhere between rivalry and rhythm, between boundaries and hearts, they'll discover that love, like cricket, is all about timing. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Ryder, an emo, introverted high school student who is trying to keep his life together while dealing with school, pressure from his mom about college, and his own confusing feelings. One morning starts chaotically when he spills his drink and rushes to get ready for school, already annoyed about the tutoring session he has later that day.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ This safar begins in quiet corridors and follows them into the same classroom years later. No big confessions. No dramatic proposals. Just glances that last a second too long. Just feelings that grow without permission. ✨ There's a childhood crush that never faded - loving each other since forever, but never brave enough to say it. There are childhood rivals who argue like enemies yet soften when the other one cries. There's a brother's best friend who crossed the line without touching it. A sister who loved quietly - watched him, waited for him, never asked for anything. A sister's best friend who understands him in ways no one else does. They sit side by side now. Older. Calmer. More aware of what they're not supposed to feel. ♦ Enemies turn into lovers. Best friends turn into lovers. Lovers turn into enemies. "Just friends" turns into "we shouldn't." She fell first. He fell harder. She cries easily. He notices every single time. She goes silent when she's hurt. He stays - without questions - until she feels safe again. Unwanted staring. Silent possessiveness. Late realization. Quiet heartbreak. Some love feels like destiny. Some feels forbidden in the softest way. And somewhere between these pages - A reader who sees her own almost-love in the story ✉️ A writer who hides pieces of her heart between the lines. ✧ Tropes in this safar ✧ ☆ Childhood crush ☆ Secret mutual crush ☆ Childhood rivals ☆ Enemies to lovers ☆ Lovers to enemies ☆ Best friends to lovers ☆ Brother's best friend ☆ Sister's best friend ☆ She fell first, he fell harder ☆ Slow burn ☆ Silent protective brother ☆ Soft forbidden love ☆ Late realization ☆ Quiet heartbreak ☆ Reader x Writer Welcome to Ishq Wala Safar ✨ Some love stories are meant to be felt... not announced. :･ﾟ✧ End of the beginning ✧･ﾟ: "Kuch safar manzilon ke li

In a home where vows speak louder than her voice, a woman learns that obedience is praised more than truth, and silence is mistaken for peace. Every choice must be approved. Every thought softened. Every dream trimmed small enough to fit inside a marriage that calls control devotion. But when the moment finally comes,when silence demands more than she can give.she must choose between the safety of obedience and the risk of being heard. Will she finally speak? Will she stand against the vows that bound her? Or will the rings tighten, claiming the last of her voice?

"මම මේ ලෝකේ ආසම ලස්සනට පිපිච්ච මලක් තියෙනවා, ඒ ඔයා. මම හැමදාම ඒ මලේ සුවද බැලුවා. ඉතින් ඒ මල තමයි ඔයා. මට ඒ මල මගේම කර ගන්න මට ඉඩ දෙනවද පුංචි මල??...." #8 in bestbookever - 2025/09/2

An orphan teenage boy known as Nyrax and a group of his friends discovered an ancient spell said to have been created by the wise shamans of the long-lost kingdom of Nok . These spell was a manual to opening a gateway to the land of eternal bliss known to mortals as the Afterlife, but it was also their final hope of meeting their own blood families . Out of desperation and curiosity, the group performed these mysterious spell, but their hope quickly turned into terror as instead of being transported to the afterlife, they found themselves in a world of decay and chaos, filled with the echoes of the soul tearing screams of damned souls being devoured by creatures so hadious and savage they seemed to be born from the purest evil of them all. Will they survive these nightmare, or will they be consumed by the darkness that roams and lurks deep within the cold shadows of these dieing world.

She died as his sacrifice. She returned as his enemy. When a mortal girl wakes in the realm of the god who demanded her life, sparks turn to war. Bound together by ancient magic, they fight, clash, and refuse to bend-until hatred burns into something far more dangerous than fate ever intended. Once his offering. Now his undoing.

لە وڵاتێک دەژیم کە ناو هێنانی مانگی ڕەمەزان تیایدا قەدەغەیە و بە باسکردنی دوچاری مردن دەبیتەوە .... پێشبینی بکە پێتوایە ڕزگارم دەبێت نووسەر/3> Queen

Hua Hai tujhe jo bhi jo bhi Mujhe bhi iss baar hua Haa mana maine mana mana Hua mujhe bhi pyaar Hua Tera hone laga hoon khone Laga hoon jab se mila hoon..🌸✨️ _______________________________________ Blossom of True Love She believes love is a distraction. He doesn't believe in love at all. But fate has its own plans. Isha Mehta is a quiet storm-disciplined, focused, and dancing her way through life with dreams too big to risk. A topper, a thinker, an overachiever who hides her insecurities behind calm eyes and carefully drawn boundaries. Ahaan Oberoi is her opposite in every way-extroverted, athletic, effortlessly charming. A boy who lives for the game, not grades... except in math, where brilliance flows as naturally as his basketball shots. Love? Not interested. They were never meant to cross paths. But sometimes, the heart has a rhythm no one sees coming. In hallways, glances become questions. In silences, feelings bloom. And in between dreams and distractions, something unexpected starts to grow. This is a story of slow glances, silent growth, and the quiet magic of first love-raw, real, and beautifully unfinished.

Worlds split. Realms bleed. And through it all flows Prāṇna - the breath of life-the last thread holding existence together. Only the rarest warriors can master it, soul-forging weapons with focus so absolute that a whisper of doubt shatters it. Each strike carves a piece of their life. Here rivers remember. storms listen. stone itself may rise to protect... or crush. A place where heroes are not born but forged in fire, in silence, in sacrifice. When the sky stops mid-breath and the wind chokes on silence... the next chapter is about to be written in blood. Because beyond the light stands Kali, the Devourer of Ages - his hunger so vast, even time gnaws its tail to escape him, and his blood-clan, the Corrupted Lords bound by fragments of his will, his shadow touches every corner of the realms. Face them all... -and the world itself may hold its breath.

(Posting chapters every other day!!!! ) Naomi Aoki is one of the few remaining crystal users in the world. After her village is destroyed, she finds refuge in the village hidden in the leaves. This is her story, her journey with Team 7 as she discovers her unique powers and abilities. She becomes a target for malevolent individuals who seek to exploit her extraordinary abilities.

Eight years. One city. One return. He left, carrying silence instead of answers. She stayed, carrying questions no one could answer. They meet again in a world that has moved on, but some stories refuse to end quietly. A secret marriage bound by circumstances neither of them chose. Friendships that crumble and rebuild in the quietest of ways. Enemies that spark when least expected. Love that hides in whispers, stolen glances, and moments no one else sees. Secrets waiting patiently to be uncovered, and hearts learning to trust again, one fragile step at a time. Two lives intertwined, yet torn by distance and misunderstandings. One connection, eight years old, waiting for the brave to confront it. A slow burn of emotions, friends becoming strangers, strangers becoming lovers, and lovers discovering the depth of what was always meant to be. Every smile, every touch, every silence hides a secret. Every laugh, every glance, every regret carries a memory. And sometimes, even the strongest hearts must learn to rise again, to forgive, to love, and to surrender to fate... Tropes you'll find inside: ★ Secret Marriage ★ Professor × Student ★ Friends → Strangers → Lovers ★ Best Friends → Lovers ★ Enemies → Lovers ★ Hidden Secrets ★ Eight-Year Separation ★ Slow Burn ★ Emotional Healing ★ Right Person, Wrong Time Some returns are quiet. Some love waits patiently in shadows. Some secrets were buried for a reason. And some stories... are impossible to forget.

Christian Cartwright knows two things really well: Fast Cars and Fast Women. And being a billionare he has both. But when his very latest scandal forces him into an arranged marriage with AnnaLeigh Maguire, someone so unlike himself. It leads him to assume one thing , that she is just another gold digger after his money and he vows to punish her for it. But appearances can be deceiving and sometimes opposities really are not as different as they seem...

*Introduction* Love, in its purest form, is a beautiful and all-consuming force. It has the power to uplift, to inspire, and to transform. But when love turns sour, it can leave scars that never fully heal. My story is one of love, loss, and transformation. It's a tale of how two souls, once deeply in love, became sworn enemies. This is the story of Arushi and Bhavan, two individuals who embarked on a journey of love, only to find themselves on a path of destruction. In the following pages, I invite you to witness the unfolding of our tumultuous relationship. You'll experience the highs and lows, the laughter and tears, and the moments that changed us forever. This book is not just a memoir; it's a reflection of the human experience. It's a reminder that love can be both beautiful and brutal, and that sometimes, the line between love and hate is blurred. As you read our story, I urge you to question the nature of love and relationships. Ask yourself: What drives us to love? What destroys us? And what lies beyond the ruins of a shattered heart? Join me on this journey, and discover how love can transform into its darkest opposite.