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Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

She wasn't supposed to exist. Born from love and war - from Aphrodite and Ares - Lyra is something in between. Not a god. Not a demigod. Just... something else. She's shy, clingy, and soft-spoken, always hiding behind Annabeth's sleeve and smiling through the noise of Camp Half-Blood. Everyone loves her. Everyone protects her. No one knows why. But when someone hurts the people she loves, Lyra doesn't cry. She just goes quiet. And afterward... someone's missing something. Because love, when born from war, isn't harmless. Not even when it smiles. WE GO #1 IN #PERCYJACKSON

Four heirs of the illustrious Khan family live by the rules their forefathers carved in blood and power. The Khan Villa, a sprawling mansion steeped in mystery, conceals a labyrinth of secrets within its grand walls. Each member of this enigmatic dynasty harbors a truth too dangerous to reveal, their lives bound by a legacy of ambition and control. The world knows the Khan Empire as a business juggernaut, but beneath the polished facade lies a shadowy underworld, hidden from prying eyes. Their mafia dealings, a family tradition, remain buried under layers of deception and fear. But as their lives entwine with the women who vow to stand by them, questions arise: Will these wives ever uncover the truth? Will they break through the cold walls of duty warzone and find the love they yearn for, or will they remain pawns in the Khan family's dark game? TROPES: ~ •arrange marriage. •mafia. •Royality. •culture. • Enemies to lovers #1 in Books (22-May-25) #1 in Romcom (10-June-25) #1 in Pakistan (27-june-25) #1 in Trending (13-Aug-25)

စာအုပ်ထဲကူးပြောင်းသွားတဲ့ကောင်လေးနဲ့ တာအိုဘုန်းကြီးလိုဧကရာဇ် ကလေးလေးလည်းပါပြီး အသည်းယားဖို့လည်းကောင်းပါတယ်

conrad fisher & cole walter x fem oc ! SOTB - Aurielle Monroe is thrown into a summer she won't soon forget, from the serene country roads of Silver Falls to the salty air of Cousins Beach. They get a season off, a breath of fresh air, and an opportunity to flee thanks to her father's promotion. Conrad Fisher, with stormy blue eyes and a silence that draws her in, is one of the things that makes Cousins more than just ocean tides and bonfire nights. He is completely different from Cole Walter, the boy she vowed her heart belonged to back home and who has consistently irritated her in the worst ways. Between the boy she's always desired and the boy she never saw coming, Aurielle will soon discover if this summer will mend or destroy her heart. -- Disclaimer: This is a crossover fanfiction inspired by The Summer I Turned Pretty (by Jenny Han) and My Life with the Walter Boys (by Ali Novak). All rights to the original characters, worlds, and concepts belong to their respective creators. I do not own or claim any part of these works-this story is purely for entertainment purposes only.

Lost family book recs.

─ in which, a nonchalant boy falls for a ditzy girl. ❝ y/n, i'm saying i like you. ❞ ❝ aw! thanks, i like you too rin ❞ sunaxfem!reader fluff, humor, angst.

Edward Cullen thought his future with Bella was set in stone-his blood singer, his mate, his forever. But when Alice has a startling new vision, everything he believed begins to unravel. At the center of it all is a mysterious girl, one who brings unexpected change-change Edward finds himself unable to resist. Rankings: No. 1 out of 2.81k ¦¦ #healthy (April 20 2025)

Family Sickics and Oneshots

○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○● They were childhood sweethearts and loved each other to bits. Their engagement was fixed a month later. Everything was going well Until... She disappeared and lost all her memory of her past. His heart longed to see her again and refused to love anyone else. Would they meet again? Would the two hearts and souls reunite? Dive in the journey of Aaranya and Yuvraj to find out. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Yuvraj Pratap Singh Raghuvanshi Cold as steel, feared like fire; yet his heart bows only to the girl who has forgotten her throne and him. Aaranya Singh Rajput Born a royal, raised an orphan; her crown stolen, her memories erased. Them He remembers every heartbeat of their past; she remembers nothing, not her throne, not her brothers, not her prince. Two souls, divided by fate... destined to collide once more. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° TROUPS Prince of Udaipur x Lost Princess Childhood sweethearts reunited Grumpy x fiery Hidden Royal Identity CEO x Journalist He remembers x She doesn't Touch starved x Touch-me-not °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●

Blood on his hands. Soil under hers. A broken ring between them. Serenity Claveria used to sign death orders in diamonds, her wedding band flashing under chandelier light while she turned her husband's crumbling syndicate into an empire. Now that same ring lies split in two, buried beneath the Claveria garden she fled to where she spends her mornings with dirt under her nails instead of gunpowder, pretending the ghosts in her chest are just echo. At the gates, her past keeps knocking. Dario Valente arrives day after day with gifts that burn brighter than his apologies watches, cars, silk, all fed to the fire by Eli, the bodyguard who would rather die than let his former boss back into her orbit. Smoke curls into the sky like incense over a grave, and Dario watches the life he threw away turn his offerings to ash without blinking. In the treeline, another man waits. Salvatore Montenegro, once the bastard she insulted in this very garden, now a king in his own right, kneels in her soil like it's an altar. He plants the flowers she loves, reroutes wars away from her borders, and says nothing when her voice still shakes on her ex-husband's name. His devotion doesn't come with chains, only patience sharp enough to cut. The underworld thinks Serenity lost everything in that divorce. They don't see the moment her gaze shifts away from the man who broke her ring, and toward the one who's ready to guard the hand that wore it.

මෙය පොතක් කිරීම සඳහා ලියූ කතාවක් බැවින් කොටස් ඉවත් කර ඇත. පොත ගැන අදහසක් ගැනීම සඳහා පමණක් මුල් කොටස් කිහිපයක් ඉතිරි කර ඇත. කුරියර් ගාස්තු සමග පොතේ මිල - 1950 /- පොත මිලඳී ගැනීමට අවශ්‍ය අයෙකු ඇත්නම් වට්සැප් මැසේජ් එකක් යොමු කරන්න.. 👉 078-5346407

"The hardest lesson in the world: maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They ain't coming back." ~Cormac McCarthy The world is nothing but a frame of what it used to be. Plagued with the dead that walk with jarred teeth. The last of humanity stripped away to merely shells. It was no place for the youth. Only the strong willed.

this story starts where jay left drew's house. this is an imaginary story it my view on how the things proceded.

#5th series of Thakur Agastya Thakur A well-known name in politics, Agastya Thakur rose to power at an age when most were still finding their footing. He was a man of few words because for him, actions always spoke louder than speeches. Calm, composed, and unreadable, his silence often carried more weight than others' loudest promises. Despite the authority he commanded, Agastya remained deeply rooted in his values. His greatest strength was his family. He held immense respect for his Baba and Ma, not just loving them, but truly adoring them walking in their footsteps, guided by their principles. Power never distanced him from where he came from; it only made his roots deeper. Chandani Chandani was an innocent soul born into a cruel world. Raised watching her mother and grandmother live in quiet obedience, she grew up believing that women were meant to follow men's words without question. That belief wasn't taught it was lived in front of her every single day. She belonged to a small village so forgotten that most people didn't even know it existed. Her world was limited to the walls of her home; stepping outside was never an option, only a dream. Freedom was a word she had heard, never felt. At the age of eighteen, her father decided it was time to marry her off. Her fate was sealed early, though destiny delayed it for reasons unknown. Chandani was finally married at twenty one but by then, she had already learned that silence was survival. ⚠️book will in hinglish format with translation will mature too

As the cruel, uncompromising, and terrifyingly brilliant CEO of Bloom Press, Roman Alvarez terrifies everyone-including her new assistant editor, Kaalia Amoretta. But on a work trip to the tropical coast of South Asia, under Kerala's storm-soaked skies, professional distance dissolves into something more dangerous. What should have stayed strictly business becomes intimate, charged, and impossible to forget. *** [LONGER VERSION] Roman Alvarez is infamous in the publishing world: cruel, uncompromising, and brilliant enough to get away with it. As the first Black and female CEO of Bloom Press, she has built her career on steel walls and impossible standards. Kaalia Amoretta, the new assistant editor hired to support her, expects a tyrant. What she doesn't expect is the quiet softness beneath Roman's sharp edges ... or the spark that flares every time their eyes meet. When Bloom's newest release hinges on securing a reclusive poet's anthology, Roman and Kaalia go on a "working vacation" to India. But what should have been a straightforward business trip unravels into something far more dangerous: monsoon-soaked nights, shared secrets, and a slow-burning tension neither woman can ignore. Under tropical skies and an old woman's poetry on love and colonialism, their professional boundaries blur, their walls crack, and a tender, terrifying love begins to take shape. But as they return to New York-with media storms rising, a billion-dollar lawsuit looming, and family expectations closing in-the real question emerges: Can a love born far from reality survive the world waiting for them? *** A sweeping, sapphic, slow-burn romance and the kind of love worth risking everything.

"I can't believe you, again!" I shouted, my voice trembling more from hurt than rage. "You always do what you want, never thinking about anyone else!" He stood there, arms crossed, his jaw tight. "I'm not answerable for every breath I take!"he bit back. The words hit harder than they should have. For a moment, I couldn't even speak. "You are my husband," I finally said, my voice low, dangerous. "And if being with me feels like a burden, you should've said it long ago." His eyes darkened In two strides, he was in front of me, so close I could feel the heat radiating off him. He held my chin between his fingers, forcing me to meet his gaze. "You think I stayed because it was easy?You think I fought every damn battle for myself?" he said, voice rough. "I stayed," he said, softer now, each word like a strike against my heart, "because every day without you... felt like breathing without air." The room spun. I blinked, unsure if I'd heard him right, the anger draining out of me in one dizzying rush. He leaned closer, his forehead brushing mine. "You're not my burden, jaan. You're the reason I even bother fighting." For the first time that night, I had no words left only the way my heart betrayed me, beating far too fast against my ribs. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞 : •Brothersbestfriend •She fell first but he fell harder •Mature × clumsy •Replaced bride •CEO × MBBS

The moonlight cast a cold glow over the city of Rajasthan as Yuvansh Rai stood by the window, his mind sharp and distant. He had everything-wealth, power, control-but nothing he truly wanted. Love? It was a weakness. Yet, one person had started to slip through his defenses. Inaya Rajvansh, a girl who dreamed of fairytale love, had unknowingly captured his attention. But she wasn't the only one vying for her heart. Riyansh Khurana, the carefree playboy, thought he could win her with a smile, while Avisha Raut, the attention-hungry beauty, would stop at nothing to make sure no one else held the spotlight. Yuvansh didn't believe in love, but he couldn't deny the obsession growing inside him. Inaya was already caught between two worlds-one that promised a fairytale and another that threatened to break her. Four hearts. A love triangle tangled in lies, obsession, and silent desires. And for one of them, it would be too late before they realized how deeply their heart had fallen. Tropes - Love Triangle School Love Story Age Gap One-Sided Love Replace Husband Marriage of Convenience: He Fell First and Harder: MML Obsessed with FML Touch her and d!e

❝ I loved mafia novels.I worshipped the mafia king.So why did I wake up as the girl he hates the most? ❞ Evelyn Carter spent her life obsessed with mafia books- cold, dangerous men, And him-the ruthless mafia king she called her fictional husband. Until one day, she wakes up inside her favorite novel. At first, she's thrilled. She knows the plot.She knows the ending.She knows him. But then reality hits. She isn't the heroine. She is the villainess!! The daughter of his sworn enemy! "I would've died for him. Now, he's actually going to kill me." ---------- Vincent Ashford has ruled the underworld with a heart carved out by blood. The night his family died, the world lost its color-and revenge became his only reason to breathe. He has waited years to destroy his enemy. And when he finally meets the enemy's daughter, hatred should be effortless. But she ruins everything. She Murmurs strange things under her breath, She acts out of place. She avoids him... yet never truly looks away. Vincent tells himself she's a mistake that needs to be erased. Yet his eyes follow her. His thoughts linger. His patience thins. And slowly, dangerously, revenge takes a new shape. Because the girl he was meant to hate has become the only thing he can't stop watching... "You're looking at me like I'm a saint instead of your executioner... tell me, Little Sin, are you actually begging for death, or are you just that far gone?" ❌ DO NOT COPY ❌ I CLAIM THIS BOOK AS MINE SO BETTER HANDS OFF DARLING IF YOU LIKE IT THEN DONT FORGET TO SHOW SOME LOVE.

*دەڵێن مرۆڤ کاتێک هەموو شتێکی هەبوو، ئیدی هیچ شتێکی نییە بۆی بجەنگێت! لێرەوە بەتاڵی دەست پێ دەکات!! *ئەو وەک مانگی تشرین وابوو سارد و توند و پڕ لە هەور بەڵام کەس نەیدەزانی کەی باران دەبارێنێت.... *مرۆڤ دەتوانێت هەموو جیهان داگیر بکات و هێشتا لەناو خۆیدا ئاوارە بێت سەختترین جۆری هەژاری ئەوەیە کە گیرفانت پڕ بێت و ڕۆحت بەتاڵ! من هەموو شتێکم هەبوو بەڵام هیچم نەبوو... تا ئەو ساتەی تیشکێکی نادیار لە ناو دڵێکی غەریبەوە ڕێگەی ماڵەوەی نیشان دام!! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . لەناو زێڕ و دراودا، عومری خۆمم بە با دا هەرچی ویستم لە دونیا، بۆم کرا بە تەمەننا کەچی لەناو ئەو هەموو، ڕەنگ و دەنگ و تەلارا دڵم وەک دەشتێکی وشک، تینوو بوو بۆ دڵدارا نەمزانی چۆن و لەکوێ، ئەو کچە هاتە ژیانم بوو بە مانای ڕاستەقینەی، گشت وشە و بەیانم . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . هەموو مافێکی ئەو چیرۆکە لۆخۆم دەگەڕێتەوە، چیرۆکی کوردیە! . . . . . دەستپێک:13_2_2026 کۆتایی:؟؟