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කියවලම බලමු...

I am Alina Graves. My whole life I was taught to be invisible. Omega. Orphan. Servant. I scrubbed floors in Blackthorn Castle while the alphas feasted, and lowered my eyes when they passed by. I knew: survival meant silence. But on the night of the Blood Moon, fate decided otherwise. I was thrust into the sacred circle in place of the ailing bride. And the bond struck-like lightning to the chest. My mate is Kael Blackthorn, the future Alpha King, whose name is whispered with fear across all the lands of England. He did not want an omega on the throne. He publicly rejected me before the entire pack. Called me a mistake. The humiliation burned hotter than fire. But at night, he came. Claimed me as his. Secretly. Cruelly. Without choice. Now, every glance from him is a brand. Every order is a chain. Every whisper in the castle corridors hints that my blood hides an ancient power capable of destroying the entire kingdom. I was meant to remain broken. But if fate made a mistake in choosing me for him-I will make the world bleed for that mistake.

" Whose child is this." "ho-how d-did you know." "Aahh vi-viaan le-leave me." "I am in pain, I am also feeling it. Tell me whose sin is being nurtured in your womb and with how many people have you been spending time at night. Do you even know the name of his father or not?." What will happen when two people from two different religions meet each other and their fate pushes them into each other's lives and that too because of cruelty. A man who is a devil in the form of a human who believes that he is a devil but until you do not force him to become a devil, he rules over hell because he is the king of hell. A girl who is calm, quiet, happy in her own world, who is like heaven, as if she is the queen of heaven, with clean heart and clean intentions. "VIAAN SINGH RATHORE." "FIZA HAYYAT." :- English is not my first language. :-all right reversed. :- it's not type of story or novel mostly you read it's hit different so many plot twist. THIS BOOK IS FICTIONAL, SO DON'T TAKE IT IN REALITY. I DON'T WANT TO HARM ANY OF RELEGION THIS IS JUST FICTIONAL.

He is dark, toxic, arrogant, a man who wants nothing except her body for one night. She is shy, soft, breathtaking, innocent without trying, a girl who doesn't even know she's the kind men desire.

"අපි මේ ඉස්කොලේ Hp ලා දෙන්නා ඔයා හිතනවද අපි මේ කරන දේ හරි කියලා .... " "shhhh baby girl අපි එ ගැන පස්සේ කතා කරමු Now you do your job mmmmmmmm" school ×Dark romantic කියවන්න ආස ඔයාලට මේ

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⚠️

Kim Taehyung is the untouchable king of the underworld-a man who owns power, fear, and death itself. When desire strikes him, he does not chase. He takes. Jeon Jungkook is nothing more than a poor boy trying to survive, working himself to exhaustion to keep his ill mother alive. One night, his fragile world is torn apart when he is kidnapped and dragged into Taehyung's ruthless reality. Taehyung offers him a deal wrapped in silk and blood: his mother's life-in exchange for Jungkook's freedom. Bound by a contract he never wanted, Jungkook agrees to a marriage built on obsession, not love. While Taehyung's possessive desire deepens into something dangerously tender, Jungkook's heart fractures under fear, guilt, and unreturned love. As secrets unravel, betrayal surfaces, and an unforgiving illness slowly claims Jungkook's body, the line between ownership and devotion blurs. Taehyung, who has ruled death all his life, is forced to confront the one thing he cannot control- losing the person he thought he owned. In a world where love was bought, not given, some contracts are paid in blood, and some love stories are never meant to survive.

A major ordeal has struck someone like me, a socially inept person who finds everything in life bothersome. Thanks to my average looks, I had been coasting through life effortlessly, but suddenly, I found myself the center of unwanted attention. And, as expected, I've somehow become Baek Eun-Seong, an extra whose sole joy is tormenting the main characters before ultimately meeting their downfall. Apparently, I've been kidnapped by the male protagonist, Cha Gil-Do... "Can I take a nap now?" "Are you out of your mind? Do you still not understand the situation?" "...Yes." I might be slow to grasp things, but hey, what's life, anyway? I'm just an extra, so I figure staying quiet will do the trick. I just want to be left alone to rest, but why are you keeping me locked up instead of dealing with the heroine?

He ruled with ice in his veins. She burned with fury in her soul. Born to rival empires two worlds, two countries, two legacies- Victor Sokolov and Krutika Shekhawat were never meant to meet. Russian cold precision clashing with Indian fire, a war written in blood and ambition. But fate doesn't honor borders. It doesn't care for empires. It laughs at them. A past. A secret. A scar that refuses to stay buried. And in the shadows of the underworld, a dangerous attraction blooms. "Indeed, we are enemies... but I can't lose you." When vengeance turns to desire, and loyalty to betrayal, their war becomes something far deadlier-love. Velvet Vendetta-because even enemies bleed red.

I love pink. He loves red. I crave strawberry milk. He craves... an HEIR?! I am just a normal college student. I like coding (badly), cute ribbons, and justice. My biggest problem was supposed to be passing Theology class. But I don't know how I ended up with a heavy diamond ring on my finger. One moment I was trying to hack a bad guy's phone, and the next, I was signing a contract with the Devil himself. Now, I live in his fortress. He treats me like a princess, but he looks at the world like he wants to burn it down. And the worst part? He keeps talking about his "Legacy." He wants a baby. RIGHT. NOW. Excuse me, Sir? I have midterms next week! Does the baby come before or after my exam?! Is it Stockholm Syndrome if the villain is your husband? Asking for a friend.

❗️မျိုးရိုးစဉ်ဆက် ကျိန်စာကြောင့် တွဲသမျှ မိန်းကလေးတိုင်း ထူးဆန်းစွာ သေကြရသောအခါ

(A dark horror-romance retelling of the Hades and Persephone myth) Jade Salvador isn't your typical dissatisfied, burnt-out twenty-something-year-old. Crushed by the weight of her family's name and high expectations, she finds herself working a dead-end job, hoping for something more out of life. One day, she makes the drastic decision to start catfishing would-be predators online, posing as a teenager and exposing their crimes. But when Jade meets Percy Belrose, a man who's also searching for the same purpose in his life, things get messy fast. As sparks begin to fly and bodies begin to pile up, Jade soon finds out that killing is the easy part. It's falling in love that might be the death of her.

Selena's world burned to ashes in a single night. The Blood Moon Pack, led by the ruthless Alpha Kaiden, slaughtered her pack, killed her father, and took her as a prisoner of war. Dragged in chains and forced to her knees before the monster who destroyed her life, Selena expects death. But the moment his glowing crimson eyes lock onto hers, the Moon Goddess plays the cruelest trick of all. "Mate." One word changes everything. Now, Selena is the captive of her worst enemy. Kaiden's wolf demands he protect her, but his pack demands her blood. How can she surrender to the man who wears her father's blood on his hands?

ASHER I wasn't looking for love. I was looking for power. A wife is not romance in my world. She's leverage. Blood ties. Contracts sealed with rings instead of ink. When Carson begged for protection and money, offering his daughters like bargaining chips, I expected to be bored. Elisa. Eighteen. Italian. Five-foot-five of something breakable. And I wanted her. Not because she was the most beautiful - though she was. Not because she would make the best alliance - though she would. I wanted her because she looked at me like I was something terrifying... and still didn't run. I have built an empire with blood. Men fear me. Enemies whisper my name. I take what I want. And I wanted her. She is everything I am not - light where I am darkness, gentle where I am ruthless. I thought she would bend. I thought she would obey. I did not expect to fall. But the mafia monster is learning something dangerous- Even monsters can love. ⸻ ELISA Papa said this was an honor. He said I should smile. Be grateful. Be obedient. And then there was him. Asher Ivanov. Six-foot-four. Broad shoulders. Dark hair with blonde streaks. Brown eyes that looked like they'd seen too much. And dimples that didn't match the rest of him at all. I was the youngest. The quietest. The one who still believed marriage meant something soft and safe. But when he chose me, there was no softness in his voice. He didn't ask. He took. I was afraid of him. Of the way he moves like he owns every room. Of the way men step aside when he walks. Of the darkness that clings to him like a shadow. And yet... When he looks at me, sometimes there's something else there. Something almost careful. Almost gentle. He is cold. I am warm. He is a storm. I am a flower. But storms don't always destroy flowers. Sometimes... they protect them. And somewhere between fear and fate, I started falling in love with the monster who chose me.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

I am Azra Karaslaan, wife of Emirhaan Karaslaan. Our marriage looked perfect from the outside... but behind closed doors, his love felt like a prison. One night, I enter the basement-a place I was never allowed-and what I discover changes everything. The secret hidden there isn't what anyone expects... and it could destroy us all. I wasn't satisfied with the original ending of the drama, so I decided to create my own, twisting the secrets and shaping the story my way. A tale of love, betrayal, danger, and secrets that refuse to stay buried.

Book Description Clare has died twice within the walls of the Westwond estate. In two past lives, she devoted herself to a ruthless Duke whose dangerous obsession was never meant for her. Chasing him cost Clare everything-her dignity, her family, and ultimately, her life. Now granted a third chance, Clare chooses a different path. She will no longer pursue the Duke or remain bound to Westwond. This time, she intends to live for herself. But fate no longer follows what she remembers. The Duke behaves differently and events began to shift. And when Clare attempts to leave the estate, she is unexpectedly stopped. Denied freedom she never had to fight for before, Clare is forced to confront a truth more frightening than her past lives: fate itself has changed.

Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!