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The extraordinary story of Yasmin and Fahad.a love that begins in silence, in unspoken moments, and blooms when least expected. A journey of true, qadr-guided love, exploring the beauty of patience, faith, and heartfelt connection. Along the way, discover intertwining hearts, hidden lines, and other love stories waiting to unfold.pure, halal, and destined.(Follow for frequent updates IN SHA ALLAH 💚)

Kimira Disvinadiya has everything under control. As student council president, top student, and self-appointed guardian of schedules, deadlines, and proper procedure, his life runs with military precision. Wake up. Go to school. Finish paperwork. Repeat. Then one morning, he wakes up as a girl. Naturally, Kimi's first concern isn't the impossible transformation. It's the paperwork. Determined to keep his life from falling apart, Kimi throws himself even harder into routine. Meetings still need to be held. Reports still need to be signed. The student council won't run itself. But no amount of planning can stop the changes creeping into his life. As friendships shift, relationships become complicated, and the person staring back from the mirror feels less and less familiar, Kimi is forced to confront a question he has spent years avoiding: Is he actually living? Or has he only been existing according to a schedule someone else wrote for him?

The man was terrifying-often. Not exactly in the way one imagines the word "terrifying" to mean. She couldn't pinpoint what exactly was so frightening about him. Perhaps his voice? His movements? His gaze? Those dark, wide pupils, that smile - so kind, so kind it was almost condescending? Or maybe the way he touched her. He thought twice, held back; sometimes, sometimes, she even noticed in his eyes that he might be hesitating. If he hesitates, he might hurt her. On her sixteenth birthday, Namna decides to finally break free from the ornate shell in which she has lived her whole life. To be brave. To perhaps discover the girl she truly is. That's when she meets a man who is too calm, too handsome, and pays her far too much attention to be real. What would a sixteen-year-old girl do in such a situation? She'd keep a diary about it, of course. *This is not fanfiction.

ONE CROISSANT AWAY FROM YOU 🥐 She just wanted to write a story worth remembering. She never expected to become one. Kerra Holloway has one dream: to become a published author. But the biggest plot twist in her life isn't one she writes-it's the quiet boy who keeps finding his way into every chapter of it. As the line between fiction and reality begins to blur, she slowly discovers that some stories don't begin by chance... and neither do some people. One Croissant Away From You is a YA slow-burn romance about chasing impossible dreams, hidden truths, and the ordinary moments that quietly change everything.

AZUL "Some voices fill a room. Mine learned to fill a page." Azul has always been easy to overlook. While everyone else speaks with confidence, she quietly carries conversations no one ever hears-inside the pages of a notebook hidden beneath her pillow. As the people around her begin planning the future they believe she should have, Azul is left searching for an answer to a question she has never dared to ask herself: Who am I when no one else is deciding for me? A quiet coming-of-age novel about identity, invisible battles, and finding the courage to become the author of your own story. "Perhaps the loudest voices are the ones never spoken aloud."

He sat in the corner and watched everyone. She smiled at everyone and let no one in. When two people who've learned to protect themselves from exactly each other finally start talking - the question isn't whether they'll fall. It's whether the wounds they're carrying will let them. A dual-narrative philosophical romance told in two voices, two silences, and one sentence that almost ended everything. Some wounds aren't yours to begin with. You just inherited them.

Book 2 in "Daughters of Eve" trilogy Before she became the girl who ran away, she was the girl who stayed. Adeline grew up in the second pew from the front as the preacher's daughter. She knew the rules of her home, the kind of love she was taught never to question, and the version of herself that had been decided for her before she was old enough to have a say. Then there was Darryl. Patient, steady, certain. He wanted to leave this town and he wanted to take her with him. And Adeline wanted to go. But wanting and doing are different things. This book lives in the space between leaving and staying. Where you can see the door and cannot make your feet move toward it. Where you love someone enough to want to follow them and are too afraid of yourself to try. Where you stand at the edge of something for so long that by the time you're ready, it's already gone. Because loving Darryl had been easy. Choosing herself had not. Small town roots. Inherited faith. First love that wasn't enough to save her. This is everything that happened before she left her home.

When Raghav Das receives an unexpected message from a woman he barely remembers from school, he assumes it is another coincidence life likes to arrange. It isn't. Ananya Mishra has carried one quiet certainty for twelve years: that some people change your life simply by being exactly themselves, even if they never know they did. Across government postings, lonely bungalows, spare rooms, unfinished stories, and the ordinary work of building a marriage, two people learn that love is not found in grand declarations, but in the rare courage of seeing another person without trying to change them. A quiet literary novel about memory, attention, ambition, and the lives we slowly write into one another.

She opened her eyes to gray light and silence, and she did not know her own name. None of them did. Thirteen strangers awakened from cryostasis aboard a vessel that should not exist, under stars that matched no chart humanity had ever drawn. The ship welcomed them with a voice too gentle to trust. One cryo pod stood empty. Another had been occupied recently, though no one remembered who had lain there. The corridors shifted when nobody watched. The observation domes showed constellations that lied. And somewhere in the maintenance tunnels, someone moved who had never been frozen at all. They called him Saint. He had been born inside the experiment. He had watched previous cohorts live and die and vanish as if they had never breathed. The Directorate designed everything, measured everything, predicted everything. The crew were not passengers. They were data. But data can rebel. Data can remember. Data can choose to burn the system down. As the ship sailed deeper into unmapped darkness, the thirteen discovered that their missing memories were not accidents, their bonds were not natural, and their rebellion had been anticipated before they ever opened their eyes. The voyage continues. The question is whether anyone aboard will survive to see where it ends. Or whether survival itself is simply the final stage of the experiment. © Relle H.

Galilea Mirabel Brooks is not a lawyer. She has a doctorate, a successful career as a senior quantitative analyst at a hedge fund, and a resignation letter she's finally ready to submit. Then Elena Whitmore offers her a different future. Trading algorithms for litigation wasn't part of the plan. Neither were impossible cases, office politics, reluctant friendships, firm retreats, or discovering that some of the brightest legal minds in the country occasionally make spectacularly unsupported assumptions. Galilea came to Whitmore & Associates to analyze evidence. She didn't expect to find a place where she belonged. *One Easy Trick to Not Being a Lawyer* is the first novel in *Confessions of a Litigation Gremlin*, a character-driven legal drama about found family, quiet brilliance, and one wonderfully peculiar litigation analyst who keeps insisting she's not a lawyer. She's right. That doesn't stop anyone else from forgetting. #2 in legal - July 22nd, 2026.

An arranged marriage. Two strangers. One home. It should have been simple. It wasn't. Not because of betrayal. Not because of tragedy. But because some truths take years to recognize.

She writes everything she's too scared to say. He notices everything. Especially her. What begins with silent glances across a café turns into something neither Aaradhya nor Ishaan expected. But before they can love each other, they must face a question neither of them is prepared for: Are they falling for the person in front of them... or the version they've imagined? A slow-burn romance about love, reality, and choosing someone even after the fantasy fades.

Mehram-e-Ishq ✨ Some souls are meant to love... even when destiny refuses them. Hᴀʀᴀᴍ Gʜᴀᴢɪ believed in silence, dignity, and prayers whispered only to Allah. Sᴀʟᴀᴍʙᴇᴋ Aᴢɪᴢ Kʜᴀɴ loved like devotion dangerously, deeply, and without limits. Mᴀʀᴡᴀᴀɴ Sᴀɪғʏ loved quietly... like rain loves the ocean from afar. Three souls become tangled in a love that was never meant to be easy. Because sometimes love does not heal people. Sometimes... it ruins them beautifully. "𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘲 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘺." When love begins to feel like destruction... will they still choose each other? For aesthetics, character reels, edits & spoilers: Instagram: @yourusername. Want New Chapter soon.. Follow me here: stck me: @yourusername. Start on: 01 July 2026

Cara doesn't remember being a goddess. And she's certainly not taking the word of smart-mouthed slacker Kenneth Ford. If they're from the same place, how come he remembers? But Cara can't deny the things she's seen, like the way that guy evaporated after Kenneth brained him with his skateboard. He's sullen and sarcastic, but he did have her back when things got hellish, or underworld-ish? Even if he's not telling her the whole story, like who he really is, for now she'll have to trust him. ... When seventeen-year old Cara learns she is the mortal incarnation of a Greek Goddess of Death, she is thrust into a cosmic power struggle in which she is forced to discover her true self, the reason she's on earth, and the motives of the minor gods hiding in plain sight. New Episodes Wednesdays & Fridays Book One Complete First Book in a Planned Series This story started as a television pilot and eventually grew into a novel. If you enjoy supernatural adventures, flawed heroes, unfolding mysteries, and slow burn romance, I hope you'll join me for the journey. *Dual POV + Romantic Subplot #### The gods are getting restless... This is a story of gods. Not the ones you know. Not the great figures of myth and legend, watching from their mountaintop and manipulating the world on a whim. This isn't about the ones who ruled, but the ones who served. They did the bidding of those above them. They suffered their wrath. Because while Olympians do as they please, there's little benefit in being a minor god. This story is about them, the ones that were forgotten, if they were ever known at all. +Violence +Strong Language +Mature Themes

They took his childhood. They took his name. But they could never take the fire. At five years old, William Kennedy turned a playground accident into an inferno-and the world turned on him. Branded dangerous, locked away, and reduced to a number, he spent years as a government experiment, learning that his flames could burn everything except the truth: he was never the monster they made him out to be. When the power fails and the walls collapse, William escapes into the wild-scarred, silent, and burning with purpose. On the slopes of Mt. Inferno, he finds others like him: the grounded Taryn, the fierce Castia, the quick-tempered Mira, the bright-eyed Leo, and the shadows that follow Makoa. Together, they are hunted children learning what it means to fight back. But for William, the revolution begins long before rebellion has a name. It begins with a choice-to stop running, to strike first, and to become the spark that sets the world ablaze. Every legend starts with one spark. This one starts with William Kennedy. COVER ART BY @MyComicArts

I have no memories of my previous life. I found myself trapped in a new body, a new family, a new world. Then the time loop came, and in my desperation, I tried everything to escape it. I wish it had been that easy. Only love was going to set me free. Cover by https://www.instagram.com/animaleo_/

𝗢𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗚𝗼𝗱, 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝗕𝗶𝗼𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘇 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆. I was so busy studying Neuroanatomy that Biochemistry somehow stopped existing in my brain. ...𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸. Anyway. 𝗛𝗶. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗜𝘀𝗮𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗮. I'm a first-year medical student, and that's probably the most accurate description of my life right now. Most days are spent running from one lecture to another, surviving practical exams, drinking far too much coffee, and pretending I have everything under control. 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁. Thankfully, I don't have to survive it alone. Somewhere between medical school, four equally exhausted med students, three accountants who somehow became part of our daily routine, a few college friends who never really stayed just college friends, two café owners who always seemed to know exactly when we needed a little kindness, and a quiet café called 𝗦𝗢𝗟𝗔, made life a little less overwhelming. I still don't know if any of us really knew what we were doing back then. We were just trying to survive one day at a time. Somehow... 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘐'𝘥 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵.

Wendell survived everything that was meant to break him. The streets. The violence. The night he met a vampire. Now he has to learn how to live - and how to be loved. And that might be the hardest part.

When fifteen-year-old Lukas moves from the Netherlands to a quiet town in Canada, he quickly becomes the boy everyone notices. He bikes to school with a crooked smile, disappears on little solo adventures, and carries himself with the effortless confidence of someone far older than fifteen. To the girls at school, the mysterious foreigner is impossible not to crush on. But there's one problem. Lukas talks constantly about someone named Sasha. Sasha this. Sasha that. Stories from back home, late-night calls, inside jokes no one understands. Naturally, everyone assumes Sasha is his girlfriend-and most of the girls reluctantly back off. Until Sasha finally comes to visit...

After the events of the war, the Metkayina reef is still healing, and so are the people within it. Neteyam finds himself done waiting for Ao'nung to stop hiding behind duty and expectations. What begins as rivalry slowly shifts into something heavier, more personal, and impossible to ignore. Ao'nung knows what he feels, but knowing is not the same as choosing. Torn between responsibility and desire, he keeps stepping back even when his instincts pull him forward. Neteyam decides he is tired of watching him run. If Ao'nung will not reach for what he wants, then Neteyam will stop pretending and start closing the distance himself. Meanwhile, Rēeva refuses to accept a political arrangement she never wanted and turns her attention fully toward Rotxo, who is doing everything in his power to avoid her for reasons that make her even more determined. What follows is a story about pursuit, restraint, fear, and the kind of connection that does not fade just because it is inconvenient.pe their pasts peacefully. Especially not on Pandora. Disclaimer: This is a fan inspired work set within the Avatar universe. It explores fictional characters, relationships, and events for entertainment purposes only. It does not claim ownership of the original world or characters.