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"ℋℯ𝒶𝒹𝓁𝒾𝓃ℯ𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝓅𝓊𝒷𝓁𝒾𝒸. 𝒮𝒾𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃ℯ𝓃𝓉." He handed her divorce papers on their wedding night. She accepted them without flinching. ↳Kyraan Pratap Chauhan didn't do marriages. He did contracts. with an expiry date already signed. ⤿Rahee Advani didn't do vulnerability. She did silence. The kind that made people uncomfortable enough to look away. One arrangement. One year. One contract that was supposed to fix everything - except the two people inside it. He was cold because grief had made him that way. She was composed because life had left her no other choice. Neither of them was looking for something real. But some things don't wait to be looked for. ╰┈➤Amid Headlines and Signatures is a slow burn, gut wrenching story about two people who were never meant to stay - and everything that unraveled before they had to leave. Arranged marriage · Secret marriage · Grumpy x Grumpy · CEO x Brand Ambassador · Haters to Lovers · He Falls First and Harder · She Leaves. He Follows. Volume One: The Beginning of the End જ⁀➴ started on : 17 April 2026

"Who are you?" she asked me exasperated. Her breath uneven, features frustrated. You know me I want to say, I don't reply. I watch her. "Where the hell did you come from?" she staggers in her steps. Tilting sideways, going off balance. I catch her in my arms. Breaking her fall, steadying her. A faraway land of another time, I want to say. Her frustration builds up and my silence only fuels it. With angry tears in her heavenly eyes, she grasps on my shirt. "You haunt me. I close my eyes, I see you. You are always there, but never quite in reach. I can't stop thinking about you. Look at what have you done to me? You made me insane" "Laura" is all I say and she collapses. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Never in all these years, she thought she would see her again. But the beautiful thing about history is, it repeats. And when it does, it is so hauntingly perfect. Then it plays the cards. Same people, Same setting A tale long lost, repeating

Title: UR: CRADLE OF ASHES ​"He was the firstborn, a Sumerian King destined for glory, ruling with a heart full of hope for the future. In a moment of longing, he wished to see his descendants-dreaming of a world where his laws flourished and his people thrived. ​But the future he found was not the one he dreamed of. ​Waking up thousands of years later, in the same spot where his palace once stood, he found no glory. Instead, he found a world suffocating in ash, torn apart by nuclear shadows, sectarian hatred, and faces that have forgotten how to smile. In a land where people devour one another, the King must face the ultimate question: ​Is this the legacy he left behind? Or is there still a spark left in the ashes?"

Some people leave because staying would have required more than they had left to give. Some people let them go for the same reason. Three years is enough time to build something - a career, a life, a version of yourself that does not need what it used to need. Roux Calloway has done all three. Jeon Sewon has done none. When a development contract brings her back into his orbit - not by accident, though it will take her the better part of a year to understand the full architecture of the collision - Roux finds herself navigating a world that has never wanted her in it. Not the project. Not the professional table. The world behind his name: the family, the legacy, the machinery of expectation that a man like Sewon carries without always acknowledging how much of it he wears. This is not a love story that forgives easily or arrives without cost. It is built from what two people owe each other when they have already failed once - not absolution, not a clean return to something, but the harder work of deciding whether the thing between them is worth the fight it will take to protect it from the people who have already decided it is not. Roux does not disappear. Sewon does not hide. And the city of Chicago, cold and loud and indifferent, holds the space between them while they figure out what it means to choose each other for the first time - the right way.

Lei si chiamava con un nome che non era il suo. Lui sapeva esattamente quanto valeva qualsiasi cosa - tranne la fiducia. Cliff è un contabile che per anni ha mosso cifre nei posti sbagliati. Ellen è una donna che ha scelto di scomparire piuttosto che essere trovata. Si sono incontrati per caso e si sono scelti per necessità - due persone che si sono riconosciute nel peso che ciascuna porta, e non sono scappate. Almeno, non subito. Quando la resa dei conti arriva per entrambi, rimane solo un biglietto sul tavolo della cucina: "Non sono sparita. Sono solo andata dove non arrivi." Una storia su chi siamo quando smettiamo di fingerlo. Su quanto ci vuole per chiedere aiuto a qualcuno - o a noi stessi. Su quelle macchie dell'anima che non si scelgono: si trovano già lì, già secche.

"I don't need a lawyer. Especially not a child who's still waiting for permission to speak." *** "There's just a man who has decided to go back to prison. You're not his lawyer; you're his audience" *** "She looked scared?" He asked "Terribly terrified." "So she is sane, then." He nodded to himself. *** "If you move again," he whispered, low and unshaken, "you'll be dead in five seconds." *** "I'm the only reason you're still breathing." *** "Because I can't afford to lose the only damn fool willing to believe I might be worth saving!"

"She wore the skin of a good girl perfectly."

At Ravencrest Academy, names, money, and secrets mean everything. Zoey Holloway never belonged in places like this. Not in the polished hallways filled with expensive perfume and whispered rumors. Not in a world where people smile like they have never been afraid of anything. And definitely not in a house that feels too warm, too safe, too good to be real. After years of surviving a life no one was supposed to see, Zoey is sent to a foster family in Bryn Mawr and transferred to one of the most elite private schools in the country. Everything around her feels wrong in the worst possible way - the quiet mornings, the soft voices, the people who knock before entering her room. Especially Noah Bennett. Calm. Patient. Dangerous in the way kindness always is when you've spent your whole life waiting for it to disappear. But Ravencrest hides more than privilege behind its perfect walls. There are rumors about a boy untouchable enough to get away with anything. Secrets that everyone pretends not to see. And a darkness Zoey recognizes far too easily. Because healing was never supposed to feel this terrifying. And for the first time in her life, Zoey starts wondering what hurts more: being abandoned... or finally being loved.

Look, this book? It's a love letter to the township - but don't get it twisted; you don't have to be from here to get it. Whether you're chilling in a fancy villa in Spain or hustling somewhere else, these stories speak to you because love and struggle? They don't check your address. This is a free zone. If you don't vibe with it, no worries, the township will still be here, doing its thing, surviving and thriving, with or without you. And me? I give thanks to the same streets that raised me. Even when I'm sitting in my office, switching between languages like a pro, deep down, I'm still that township boy - sharp, stubborn, and full of stories to tell. Each chapter is a day in the life of people who refuse to be boxed in by their pasts. It's messy, real, and sometimes raw - but always honest. So, pull up a chair, open your mind, and maybe, just maybe, you'll see yourself in these pages.

"Everyone is easy to fight, except the man who taught you how." Mumbai Crime Branch Inspector Parikshit Ahlawat has spent five years trying to bury a mistake that destroyed him. When businessman Kanishk Verma is murdered inside his apartment, the case looks perfect from the beginning. His wife, Pratiksha Verma, has motive, confession, CCTV footage, witnesses, and forensic evidence against her. The city already considers the case solved. But Parikshit sees cracks no one else notices. The evidence feels staged. The timeline feels manufactured. And someone is trying too hard to close the investigation. As anonymous messages begin guiding him toward hidden truths, Parikshit is pulled into a dangerous maze of corruption, political influence, betrayal, and buried secrets connected to a past he cannot escape. The deeper he investigates, the more he realizes that every answer has been carefully designed for him to find. And somewhere in the shadows, someone is always one step ahead. Beyond the Lie is a dark psychological crime thriller set in Mumbai - a slow-burn story of guilt, manipulation, obsession, and the terrifying power of manufactured truth.

When Pravit Khankaew was twenty-three years old, he drove too fast on a wet road in Chiang Mai and killed a seven year old boy named Korn. He never forgot it. Neither did Korn's family. Twenty years later, Pravit walks into his eldest daughter's London flat on her twentieth birthday with a bakery bag and a confession that rewires her entire life. His debt to the Pornprasert family is due. And the payment, whether Namtan likes it or not, is her. Namtan Khankaew is broad-shouldered, brilliant, and completely blindsided. She is an architecture student who builds things carefully and trusts almost nobody. She did not ask to be handed to a stranger as settlement for an accident she wasn't alive for. Film Pornprasert is soft-faced, devastating, and furiously against every part of this arrangement. She is a medical student who fixes broken things for a living. She did not ask to be handed to a stranger either. She was already in love with someone else quietly, privately, in the way that costs everything when it ends. They are twenty years old. They are strangers. They are now, legally, each other's problem. What follows is not a fairytale. It is something messier and more honest than that two girls navigating a marriage built from guilt, learning each other in the spaces between resentment and reluctant admiration, falling apart and toward each other in the specific way of people who were handed the wrong inheritance and somehow made it into a home. Narrated by Airwin Buakaew Pornprasert household maid, fifty-three years old, employed since 1994, and absolutely nobody's fool.

Bethany Campbell was twenty-six years old when she walked through a door she could not walk back through from the other side. She did it with both eyes open. That was always the part she couldn't walk back. Bethany Chained runs alongside the events of Betton On Me - the same Atlanta, the same Little Five Points, the same girl in a consignment shop who made the internet stop and pay attention. But this time the camera stays on the woman in the red BMW 750i. The one who drove to Thread & Theory for all the right reasons and all the wrong ones. The one who sat in parking garages and kitchens longer than she meant to. The one who did the math and understood exactly what it told her and went home anyway. This is not a redemption story. It is an accounting. Bethany Campbell knows exactly who she is. She has always known. That's the whole problem.

Will Graham wakes after four months in a coma-and nothing is where he left it. Not the case. Not the people. Not himself. And whatever he's starting to understand... he may not survive knowing it Music is highly encouraged to enhance the experience. Some scenes were written with this playing in the background. Book One of The Silence Series. A fan-created continuation inspired by Hannibal. I do not own the original characters.

Current milestones #3 in #heartfeltstories (out of 55 stories) Previous milestones #2 in #binge (out of 722 stories) #2 in #rightpersonwrongtime (out of 673 stories) #2 in #secondleadsyndrome (out of 148 stories) #3 in #complexcharacters (out of 248 stories) #2 in #emotionalreads (out of 180 stories) #3 in #poeticromance (out of 127 stories) #2 in #poeticromance (out of 123 stories) #1 in #heartfeltstories (out of 54 stories) #3 in #lovethathurts (out of 51 stories) #2 in #lovethathurts (out of 48 stories) #1 in #lovethathurts (out of 47 stories) *************************************************** Three hearts. Two brothers. One girl. And a love story that was always meant to hurt. One called her best friend. The other called her Lioness. One made her laugh in crowded rooms. The other found her in the quiet when she cried. One never saw her. The other... saw too much. She smiled for one... ...and shattered with the other. Because loving him was never the problem. Not being loved back was.

Welcome to the universe of Sweet Curse - an intense, captivating story crafted with love and imagination. This project is born from my passion for storytelling that blends emotion, magic, conflict, and deep, human LGBTQ+ characters. Here you'll find: Intense and heartfelt relationships Emotional struggles and existential dilemmas Supernatural elements and urban fantasy Representation and powerful +18 themes This is an original work written by me, fanficoriginal2005, and it's being developed with great dedication. New chapters will be posted regularly, so add it to your library, leave a comment, share it, and come experience this journey with me! Content Warning: This story contains strong language, sexual content, drug use, violence, and sensitive topics. Recommended for readers aged 18 and over.

Melissa Linwood - an aspiring young woman who's offered a chance at Northwood Institute of Applied Science, meant whole new start. Though not a simple world; between juggling demanding coursework, part-time jobs, and family obligations, Melissa collides with certain boundaries. Amid the quiet chaos of university life, what follows is a powerful exploration of love, loyalty, and the invisible force that binds us: the resonance between people that can break us-or save us.

Maya Sharma is a fiercely independent project manager at one of the country's leading architecture firms, determined to prove herself in a male-dominated world. Her life revolves around her career, with no room for distractions-especially not from arrogant, entitled businessmen. Enter Aryan Malhotra, a self-made millionaire and the firm's newest investor. He's charming, ambitious, and maddeningly overconfident. From the moment Aryan steps into her world, sparks fly-and not the good kind. With each passing day, their professional clashes become personal, and their heated arguments reveal a chemistry neither of them can deny. As Aryan challenges everything Maya thought she knew about her life, her career, and herself, their fiery rivalry begins to smolder into something deeper, something dangerous. But when ambition, pride, and desire collide, can they put aside their differences and surrender to the passion between them? In this slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance, tensions run high, tempers flare, and love blooms in the most unexpected places. What starts as a bitter power struggle soon transforms into a battle of hearts. Will Maya and Aryan be able to find common ground, or will their differences tear them apart before they can realize what they've been missing all along? A steamy, emotional journey of love, power, and redemption awaits in Bitter Hearts, Sweet Surrender.

A chain of love binds them to someone they will never have - not in this life, not in any that follows. Loyalty begins to rot into obsession, sanity thinning with every unspoken word. Emotions coil through their veins, clawing at the nerves, yet silence remains the only vow they are allowed to keep. Vulnerability festers. Anticipation aches. Desire stands still, suspended in time - burdened with questions everyone understands and no one dares to answer. And when all that remains is ruin, one question survives the wreckage: "The beloved... or the love itself?" -------------------------------

By the year 2050, love has become the last frontier of privacy. When art student Liora Maren paints visions she can't explain-faces, cities, memories that aren't hers-she becomes a target of a digital empire that feeds on emotion itself. Unbeknownst to her, Adrian Rive, a quiet cybersecurity agent with a secret past, has been tasked with watching her. What begins as surveillance turns into something far more dangerous: devotion...

Love Unraveled The Control Travis Heaton was the architect of Alexandra's life. He managed her schedule, her friends, and her voice. When she finally said "no" to his commands, he didn't explode-he tightened the invisible net. He moved her to a high-tech estate on a cliff, where every heartbeat and whisper was recorded and "optimized." The Escape Alex realized she was a prisoner in a glass cage. She played the part of the perfect, submissive wife until she found a gap in his security. She leaked his surveillance logs to the world, destroying his reputation to buy her freedom. She fled, leaving Travis in the ruins of his digital empire. The Truth Months later, Alex discovered the final secret. Travis wasn't a tyrant; he was a shield. He had discovered a lethal plot against her life by her closest allies. He had made himself a monster and accepted her hatred just to keep her safe in a bunker she thought was a prison. The Reunion Alex found Travis in a remote cabin, stripped of his power. She didn't want the perfect architect; she wanted the man behind the mask. In the wreckage of their past, they finally chose each other-not as a project and a master, but as equals, finally free and beautifully unraveled. Author: Ashwitha Reddy