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SHAH FAMILY SAGA - BOOK - 01 She was coming out from washroom only to see him half naked, only in towel around his torso, so she shrieked "Farooq, What is this yaar? Pure kapde toh pahno ghar mein aur bhi log hain tum akele nhi ho", and then turned opposite side. But he being shameless came in front of her as the same half naked man and said near her ear, "Begum, tumhe nhi lagta ki tumhe abb iss view ki aadat ho jaani chahiye thi kyunki main toh aisa hi rahta hun subah subah nahane k baad aur, tumhe pata bhi hai", after hearing him she gulped. ***** He was waiting for her to come out of their room, she came and directly went to his mother's room to say her about his behaviour. Bcz they had a fight. She was talking to his mother about her fight with her husband, then she saw him coming in the room with his dad and she started to leave, but he held her hand and said, "I am sorry jaan maaf bhi kardo abb, please". And she melted just like that. "It's k hota rahta hai ye sab miya biwi k beech mein", saying this she was about to hug him, suddenly they heard throat clearing voice then she realized they were in front of her in-laws. So she became full red with blush and ran away from there. ***** "Don't u dare touch her, agar uske ek baal ko bhi banka aaya naa toh tu aur teri naslein toh gayi bete. Teri puri naslein ukhaad fekunga main. Tu mujhe janta nhi hai." Tropes : CEO × Pediatrician Drama Past Arranged Marriage Starting date : 01/10/2025 #1 in beststoryever - 10/12/2025, 16/12/2025 & 18/12/2025

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.

In the bustling corridors of a high school, two lives quietly collide: Akarsh, a thoughtful Class 12 senior carrying his own dreams and heartaches, and Zoya, a reserved junior guarding deep scars from her past. What begins as stolen glances and fleeting moments slowly blooms into a tender connection-one filled with late-night texts, unspoken understanding, and the fragile hope of first love. But beneath the sweetness lies Zoya's hidden pain, a childhood trauma that makes trust feel impossible and closeness terrifying. A heartfelt tale of patience, healing, friendship, and the quiet courage it takes to let someone in-when the heart wants to love, but the past won't let go.

This is for my Best friend to tell her how much I love and Cherish her

You have been dead for 67 days. You wake up to everyone staring at you. They are watching the first

❝𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 - 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉. 𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒚 - 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍. 𝑰𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑰𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏. 𝑰𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔, 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆. 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍, 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 - 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍, 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍.❞

Taehyung is a prince without a crown-bratty, feared, adored, and trapped inside the golden walls of a palace that calls him its future king. Before he can sit on the throne, he is sent away to live as a common man... unaware that the outside world is far more dangerous than he imagined. Jungkook is powerful, dangerous, and living under a name that isn't his own. A hidden prince who cut ties with royalty, drowning his past in silence, alcohol, and shadows. He knows how crowns destroy people-and how secrets kill. When fate throws them together after a blood-soaked night, neither of them reveals the truth. Enemies circle. Loyalty is questioned. Desire grows where it shouldn't. As kingdoms hunt from the dark and identities begin to crack, trust becomes the most dangerous risk of all. Two princes. No crowns. Only survival, power, and a pull neither of them can deny. CROWNLESS is a story of hidden royalty, dangerous attraction, betrayal, and love born in the absence of crowns. 👑🔥

💌 प्रेम. इश्क. 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆....... Two girls leave their home chasing dreams, unaware that destiny has already chosen their pain. Ayanika and Roohi step into a new world filled with laughter, friendships, and moments that feel almost magical - until love turns into wounds and trust becomes something dangerous to give. Broken and frightened, they return to where they began, carrying scars no one can see. But destiny is never gentle. It brings them back to strangers wrapped in silence, shadows, and secrets - men with dark pasts, dangerous worlds, and hearts shaped by pain. Healing comes slowly, imperfectly, and at a cost. Because some bonds are written by fate, not choice. This is a story of destiny and destruction, love and fear, softness and darkness of endings that shattered them... and of the ending destiny chose to rewrite. Some parts are fiction. Some parts are real. ~ 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍.

so, here's the tea. ☕️ imagine being in love with your best friend since, like, forever. embarrassing, right? now imagine watching him date Hunter (who is literally the human version of a red flag 🚩). i spent months being the "good friend," holding his hand while he cried over a guy who didn't deserve him. then everything went sideways. dad died, my sister Maren started treating me like a stranger, and my brain basically short-circuited. i missed my chance. instead of confessing, we fell into this weird "friends with benefits" loop that felt like heaven and burned like h*ll. i had a plan. i was gonna tell him. i had the date marked: 1 year and 5 months since everything broke. and then? life happened. i had to leave. i'm writing this because two years later, i'm standing on this beach and i see those same messy curls and that stupidly cute smile. i think i'm in trouble. again. - by Koa HOLA people! This is Lexi here! Uh.. I am going to put a LOT of love into this story and I very like the theme I am going for here! And I hope y'all love it as much as, I do! Have fun with this story, @lexi_makesstories out! :3

Hello and welcome back to WandaVision! *AUDIENCE CLAPS* Today will mark the first episode as we follow Vision, Wanda and Serena on a journey of their lives! Make sure to stick around to see the first episode in just a few minutes! (None of these characters are mine except for Serena Maximoff)

a love story between shrek and peppa which u definitely must read or otherwise you are missing out on a lot lol

In the old city of Bhopal, where the lakes mirror both moonlight and secrets, two names have always carried weight. Rathore. Malhotra. One is sunset-coloured pride, Rajput blood that still remembers the clash of swords and the smell of gunpowder from 1857. The other is midnight money, power that grew in the shadows after independence, built on construction contracts by day and whispered deals by night. They were never meant to touch. Colonel Vikram Singh Rathore once wore the olive green with honour, stood ramrod straight at the Republic Day parade, and taught his daughter that a Rajput's word is his fortress. Reyansh Malhotra learned early that fortresses can be bought, burned, or broken; and that the only word worth trusting is the one backed by fear. Between them stood forty lakhs, four years of interest, and one girl who sketched dreams in silk thread. Zara Rathore wanted to conquer runways. Reyansh Malhotra decided to conquer her. This is not a love story. It is the story of a debt that was never about money, of a ring that was slipped onto the wrong finger, and of a war fought in whispers, touches, and locked doors, where the only victory is surrender, and the only escape is falling. Welcome to the night the princess became the prize, and the monster discovered he still had a heart to lose. Turn the page. The lake is dark, the city is watching, and the story has already begun without your permission.

Selena is Stella little sister

a love story of Parker and Chester

Lucia Jennings never believed in reincarnation; until she choked on spicy noodles and woke up as Lin Xi, the tragic heiress from the drama "Whispers of the Heiress". The problem? She hated the show and never finished it. Armed with her corporate experience and an unhealthy number of short drama binge sessions, Lin Xi refuses to follow the script. Everything is going perfectly-until the supposed "real heiress," Bai Lian, waltzes in with a paternity test, claiming Lin Xi's life as her own. Lin Xi worked too hard to let some imposter take everything away. If Bai Lian wants a fight, then she just walked into the wrong drama. ~ Brace yourselves; it's a fast ride. ~~~~~~~ This short story is based on Prompt #48 of the ONC 2025. 48: A fake paternity test threatens to tear apart the family you've built, as an imposter seeks to claim your rightful place as heir. ~~~~ Cover by maskedinthelight (myself)

Her eyes caught the tear in his ruana, and guilt overcame her. She looked up into his hazel speckled green eyes and shook her head slowly, though the movement didn't budge his hand cupping her jaw. "You're an idiot." She whispered. "Then let me be an idiot." With that, he brought his lips crashing to hers. -------------------- This is a Camilo x (Y/N) story based during the rebuilding arc of the Encanto plot. While without their powers the familia Madrigal is adjusting. Adapting to getting help instead of giving it. During this time an outsider finds her way through the broken crack in the mountains surrounding the village that has gone unseen by outsiders for fifty years. Even without the magic she falls in love with the quaint, colorful village and forgets what she was running from. But eventually the threat catches up and now it also has a way into the Madrigal's home. How will they keep their people safe without their gifts? -- Cover art credit goes to original artists. All images found on Google.

A sequel following Camilla's best friend, Mollie Duke, and her arranged fiancé, Simon Donette.

A business man meets with a girl named Zoe on a first day but all goes wrong just because of her rudeness The girl looses her father because he is suffering from cancer and decides to change her behaviours and Zoe and Taron dates each other The boy starts to hang out with her as he decides to take her at his orphanage Want More then read it all💁

Warm welcome to GHOST ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH ME!? This story of teen romance, muder mystery, fictions and memory lost ghost who is finding his himself and fell in love with Human being.This is my 1st book of fictional story at age of 18 . Its my imagination i am going to plot in this. I hope you will like this story. In this story a girl MIHO who is medical student and going her master's degree in physical therapy in South Korea. In journey life she got new adventurous journey with MEMORY LOST GHOST. Who didn't know how is died not even name. He is asking miho to help him. In journey he fall in love with Miho. Will the relationship between dead and living will be accepted and continue or will it get terminated!?? Will she help Memory Lost Ghost or not ?! OR Will Miho will help him or face new difficulties in life.!? Dear lovely readers lets find the answer of your question too. I hope you will like my imaginative story and creativity.. Thanks you.

"You finally came," a deep voice said before I even reached for the doorbell. He stood in the doorway-dressed in black, hands in his pockets, shoulders broader than I remembered. That same piercing gaze, like he could still strip me bare with a look. I didn't answer. I just stared. He looked older now. Sharper. More dangerous. And somehow, that made it worse. "Where'd you leave your pride?" he asked with a faint, cold smirk. "Same place you left your conscience," I shot back and walked past him. The door slammed shut behind me. And just like that, it began again-our silent war. Our twisted dance between hate... and everything we were too afraid to say out loud