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Ariane Del Rosario has never lived a normal life. Raised between power, expectations, and silence, she knows how to survive in a world where control matters more than emotions. When an elite exchange program brings her back to Manila, she tells herself it's just another challenge. A temporary return. Nothing more. But Manila remembers her. Between prestigious lectures, unspoken family pressure, and the weight of a past she refuses to name, Ariane struggles to keep her balance. Surrounded by her closest friends, Isabela and Elias, she slowly realizes that this city isn't just a setting, it's a test. Then there is Cassian. Brilliant, untouchable, and heir to a powerful family of his own, Cassian carries secrets that run deeper than ambition. What begins as tension turns into something far more dangerous: attraction. And the closer Ariane gets to him, the more she senses that power always comes at a price. Because in life , legacies are built on blood, loyalty is never free, and some families would kill to stay on top. In a world of power, secrets, and hidden truths, can anyone truly choose their own life when everyone else has already decided for them? This is not just a story about love. It's a story about power, survival, and the cost of belonging. Tome One of a dark, addictive saga.

He leaned in, his voice a low, rough rumble that vibrated against the delicate shell of her ear. "If you are the Sin, then I am the Sinner who craves absolution. You are the Goddess, and I am the Worshipper kneeling at your altar. You are the Lie, and I am the Liar who will protect your secrets." His hands slid from her waist, the heat of his palms pressing through the thin fabric of her nightgown, tracing the sharp, undeniable curve of her hip. "You are the woman I will be sharing my life, my money, my fame, my everything," his voice dropped to a sibilant, invasive whisper that left her skin cold. "... and my bed." He pulled her flush against his chest, the finality of the move stealing her breath. His voice turned instantly, dropping into a gravelly, obsidian low that promised absolute control. "You shall have the best husband the world will envy you for. And," his grip tightened, a bruising promise against her bone, "try to run away, and you will witness how a predator traps their prey and feasts until there's nothing left but bone." He brought his face close enough that his breath mingled with hers, the final, chilling promise delivered with absolute certainty. "In the dance on the chessboard, you will be the King, I will be the Pawn." What happens when the King realizes the Pawn is the only one who can protect her-or destroy her?"

Sometimes the loudest pain is hidden behind the quietest smiles. Aarohi Mehra has learned how to survive by staying invisible. She doesn't fight, she doesn't complain, and she definitely doesn't fall in love. But when a broken boy with stormy eyes and a sharp tongue enters her carefully controlled world, everything she buried begins to surface. Kabir Khanna doesn't believe in healing - only in distraction. Friends, chaos, and walls built so high no one can climb them. Until Aarohi does. Slowly. Silently. This is not a love story about perfection. It's about two damaged souls learning how to breathe again. ~ TROPES ~ • Slow burn • Quiet girl × broken boy • Opposites attract • He falls first • Emotional healing • Found family • Unspoken feelings • Past trauma • Soft love • Protective male lead • Character growth • Hurt/comfort

A BL Novel about Love That Outlived Crime, Death, and Destiny Fifteen years ago, two boys met under the rain. One saved the other from a beating. Both saved each other from being alone. Now one is a detective searching for justice. The other is the city's most feared gang lord. Rudra has spent his life looking for his first love. Bhairav has spent his life running from it. When their worlds finally collide, love stands between a gun and a heart. Truth bleeds. Memories awaken. And fate forces them into a war they never chose. Can love survive when one wears a badge... and the other wears blood? Or will this lifetime break what destiny could not?

you think you know it all .......you don't even know who you are I wonder how many of you would would make it out .All nine of you entered for a reason but I won't get your hopes up for leaving this place as a one peace A psychological sci-fi thriller for fans of Westworld, The Leftovers, and Annihilation.

I went farther into Vermont's Northeast Kingdom to outrun my past. He arrived with secrets and shadows of his own. In a border town, the ghosts followed us anyway.

His Sunshine The golden city of Udaipur woke each morning to the sound of temple bells, their echo carrying across palaces, lakes, and narrow streets. For the people, it was a reminder of faith. For Aarav Suryawanshi, heir of the royal family, it was just another day to wear the crown of responsibility. Seated in the grand hall of the Suryawanshi Palace, Aarav looked every bit the king he was destined to be - sharp sherwani stitched with threads of silver, rings glinting faintly on his strong fingers, his posture commanding. Yet, beneath the weight of jewels and respect, his heart remained cold, untouched. He had learned early that love was nothing more than betrayal wrapped in sweet words, and so he carried his life with steel in his veins and silence in his eyes. To the world, he was power. To himself, he was only an empty man. But elsewhere in the same city, another life began differently. At dawn, in the mandir by the ghats, a soft, melodious voice floated with the morning aarti. Aratrika Singhania stood barefoot on the cool marble floor, her dupatta draped loosely around her shoulders, eyes closed as she sang to the deity. Her voice was more than music - it was devotion, warmth, and healing woven together, touching every soul that paused to listen. Even strangers forgot their worries when she sang; her smile was like sunlight breaking through storm clouds. No one would guess the truth behind that smile - the pain of losing a mother at four, the cruelty of a stepmother who treated her like a servant, or the loneliness of a father's indifference. Yet Aratrika endured, carrying her bruises in silence, finding her strength only in prayers. Two lives. Two worlds. A king with walls built around his heart, and a girl with nothing but faith to protect her soul. Neither knew that destiny had already written their names together. Neither knew that soon... his storm would meet his sunshine.

The story of the couple who experience pain in their life and who will show how they gonna deal the pain and live with it. Can they endure it? or.... they'll release themselves from the pain they're going through.

Camila Wilson nie wierzy już w miłość. Po toksycznym związku, w którym nauczyła się bać własnego cienia, zamyka się w małej piekarni i pilnie strzeże swojej samotności. Nie szuka niczego poza spokojem. A potem spotyka jego. Natan Silvestri - z pozoru beztroski, sarkastyczny, z papierosem w dłoni i spojrzeniem, które rozbiera duszę na części. Milioner z przeszłością, o której nie mówi nikomu. Jest jak żywioł - przyciąga i rani jednocześnie. Ich spojrzenia krzyżują się po raz pierwszy na pokładzie łodzi, gdzie jedno spojrzenie wystarcza, by wywołać burzę. Między nimi rodzi się napięcie, które z każdą stroną rośnie. Ale w tej historii nie chodzi tylko o miłość. Chodzi o ból, o niedopowiedzenia, o to, co dzieje się, gdy dwoje złamanych ludzi próbuje się nawzajem uratować. A może zniszczyć. To opowieść o tym, że nie każdy dotyk koi, a nie każda rana musi krwawić, by boleć.

She was the perfect wife-until he made her feel alive. Claurisa Blackwood lives in a gilded cage, the beautiful wife of powerful and poised Jonathan Blackwood. Their life is curated to perfection-lavish parties, subtle touches, and an unspoken rule that her desires come second to his legacy. Enter Ethan Blackwood. Jonathan's estranged, rebellious younger brother. Fresh out of prison and forced to serve his parole under their roof, Ethan is the opposite of everything Claurisa knows. Dangerous. Unfiltered. Watching her like a predator who knows she's pretending. As the facade of her marriage begins to crack, Claurisa finds herself drawn to the rawness Ethan offers-an illicit world of whispered truths, forbidden touch, and wild, unrepentant need. But every secret has a cost. And once lines are crossed, there's no turning back. Torn between the woman she pretends to be and the one Ethan awakens, Claurisa must decide: is safety worth silence, or will she risk everything to feel alive?

He had everything. Then he broke it. They called him a monster. He agreed. A telekinetic prodigy raised on cruelty and silence. The world remembers him as a villain. His friends remember the boy who made them laugh. Now he's trying to come back. But coming back means remembering it all. The house. The silence. The glass. He never meant to become a monster. But monsters are good at surviving.

What starts as a strange, accidental encounter turns into something neither of them knows how to name: a girl who's been drifting through life, and a boy who's been holding himself together for too long. A grandfather who speaks in soft Russian truths, and a house full of heaviness, art, and the kind of silence that makes you breathe differently. As Gait tries to keep his world from collapsing and Markova tries to find a place to settle, their lives tangle in ways that feel too necessary. This isn't a love story! It's a mere collision of grief, art, and two people who could finally stop running.

He's a haunted rockstar with a dark past. She's the girl he was never supposed to love. When danger strikes, his obsession turns into protection-and her fear turns into fire. Enemies. Lovers. A bond stitched in shadows and strings.

Lila doesn't remember the last time she felt anything but tired-of her apartment, of the city, of the silence that won't let her sleep. But everything changes the night she wanders into the empty streets and hears a boy singing under a flickering streetlight. Finn is quiet, a little lost, a little magical. The kind of boy who plays guitar like he's piecing himself back together. The kind of boy who looks at her like he already understands the parts she hides from everyone else. One night turns into two. Two turns into something neither of them meant to fall into. Late-night walks. Soft confessions. Almost-kisses under the rain. A song that feels like a promise: "Gonna hold you. Gonna kiss you in my arms. Gonna take you away from harm." But morning brings doubt-and Lila has never been good at believing she deserves anything gentle. A story about finding safety in someone's arms, healing in someone's voice, and love in the quiet moments when the world is finally asleep. Aesthetic. Tender. Slow-burn. If you love dreamy city nights and the kind of boy who feels like music- you'll fall for this.

They lived in different worlds-one ruled by power, the other by justice-but at their core, they were the same: two souls lost in their own voids, waiting for something, someone, to pull them out. But what happens when the one who saves you is also the one who could destroy you?

Broken But Believing" "He caught her for two seconds... then let her fall." She hit the ground. He straightened his collar. "Still counts," he said. Three boys. Two brothers and their best friend. Mafia in secret. Legends in silence. Gentlemen in public. They don't believe in showing emotions- And one of them doesn't even believe in Allah anymore. Three girls. Two sisters and their best friend. Haunted by their past. Shattered by their family. They don't believe in love- And one of them doesn't even believe she deserves to exist. They weren't meant to meet. But fate isn't polite, and chaos never knocks. Now, these six lives are tangled in fights, secrets, emotional scars, late-night arguments, and tension so thick it could snap. Love isn't the plan. But it's coming anyway. Slow. Sharp. Dangerous. In a world full of wounds, will they ever believe again- in love, in each other, or in themselves? • Slow-burn mafia × romance • Comedy, emotional healing, and desi chaos • Three love stories. One broken beginning. 🔔 Updates every 3-4 days TW: Mentions of trauma, emotional abuse, and violence (non-graphic)

He killed someone. That part's true. What they don't know is why. What she doesn't know... is that he'll ruin her too. Because monsters don't get happy endings. And he has never been good at pretending he's not one.

Isabella Cruz entered the De Vera house quietly, carrying nothing but her past and her pride. She was hired to clean, to cook, to stay invisible. Alexander De Vera was used to silence. A single man living alone, raised by absence, protected by walls he never planned to break. She was just the katulong. He was just the boss. But in a house where love had long been missing, small kindnesses began to feel dangerous. A story about quiet love, unspoken pain, and two people who were never chosen-until they chose each other.

Kritika Sahni never thought she'd face her past again. Surviving the shadows of childhood abuse left her guarded, broken, but determined to survive. Kabir Mehrotra, haunted by his own father's violence, carries scars that no one can see, scars that keep him from trusting anyone completely.