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𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

Vikram Thakur, the middle child of the Thakurs. His parents, Anirudh and Ashwini Thakur had bestowed all of the world's happiness onto him and his brothers. He was brought up surrounded by love and stability. The Thakurs were a respected family in their village, and their home was always filled with warmth, laughter, and togetherness. As he grew up, he became everything a girl could wish for. Tall, handsome and confident. The kind of man whose presence commanded attention without demanding it. A kind of charm that turned heads effortlessly. But people often thought twice before approaching him, as he was quite infamous for his bad temper. The stories of his temper were enough to make people think twice before crossing him. At 27, an age perfectly suitable to settle in life he is set to marry Naina Choudhary. An arrangement made years ago by his father and his friend when they were younger. Naina Choudhary the soft, gentle and shy girl. The most pampered daughter of the Choudhary's. Completely opposite to Vikram's temper she's soft spoken. One thing about her most people don't know is that she can be sassy and outspoken at times. A side reserved only for the people she considered her own. But, what will happen when these two completely different people come together and live together. Under one roof and in the same room. What will happen when they two live together as one. Will their differences drive them apart, or will they become the very reason they fall in love? To know more, come and read. Note*- this story is set in the 1980s to 1990s period.

October 21st, 2025 "Tell me, young man, what has been your declared sin? Why do they wish for you to hang to death?" Said the throaty and monotonous voice with practiced ease, as if it had only been made to ask only this question from thousands of prisoners brought down to The Hell. "She...she was my sin..." The injured man cried, blood dripping from his hair, and pooling on the floor beside his knees, his knees, firmly pressed on the concrete floor and his head lowered. Only God knows how many men kneeled before him in this compromised position. The same position he found himself in. Him, The Devil himself, in his very own righteous place, The Hell, being punished for wanting a piece of heaven. ...

Nash Calder hasn't felt anything in six years. He's cold, closed off, and completely done with love. Then a reckless British art student sneaks into his hospital, saves his daughter's life, and ends up under his roof. He was determined not to fall. Isla Hadley didn't get the memo.

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"There's no turning back after the Red Door." Ava Monroe never imagined her quiet, structured life would unravel the moment she signed a contract with Damien Cross - a mysterious billionaire with secrets darker than the blindfolds he keeps behind locked doors. When Ava is introduced to The Red Door, a forbidden chamber hidden within his mansion, she realizes that obedience isn't just a game... it's a transformation. With each lesson, Damien pushes her deeper into a world of restraint, pleasure, and psychological control. But behind the discipline and power games, a dangerous truth simmers: Damien is hiding something - something that could destroy them both. The contract was only the beginning. The real test is surviving his rules... and her own heart. The Master's Secret is a slow-burn, emotionally intense dark romance exploring surrender, desire, and the thin line between control and chaos. ⚠️ Trigger warnings: Explicit content, power dynamics, psychological themes. 18+ only.

Y/N is a naive, sheltered college girl juggling lectures, part-time shifts, and weekend nights with her friends. Her life is ordinary-predictable, even-until one impulsive night changes everything. Dragged into an exclusive underground club whispered about on campus, Y/N stumbles into a VIP section cloaked in shadows and power. She doesn't know the man sitting at its center, doesn't flinch under the weight of his stare, doesn't bow like the rest. She talks back. She laughs. She calls him out. She has no idea who Ryomen Sukuna is. Everyone else does. Amused by her audacity and intrigued by her innocence, Sukuna lets her stay-if only to entertain himself. But the longer she lingers in his world, the deeper his obsession runs. What began as a fluke becomes a fixation. He doesn't want to protect her. He wants to ruin her. And Y/N, blissfully unaware of the monster watching her behind a charming smile and blood-soaked reputation, has no idea she just became his favorite game. © CoffinCowgirl 2025. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Do not copy, repost, translate, or reproduce any part of this story without permission. [ Started 05.09. 25 ]

She kept running, not plausing nor thinking, she had to run, run as fast as possible, but alas too soon she realized its hopeless. She slowed , turning around she faced her predator, the one that was destined to tear her apart, she closed her eyes as she felt his breath on her face, and she saw in her mind the last time he uttered words that anchored her to this world ,then she felt the knife pierce her... Rose a Fae, born in a world of magic, with shifters,vampires and many more, is without any magic of her own. Thrust into the game of power, loyalty, and love, to realise only her secrets can save her or destroy her.

two guarded hearts. one slow collision. she was fire wrapped in innocence. he was calm with a haunted gaze. they met on the edge of chaos- and learned to breathe where others burned. not only a love story. a becoming.

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" Don't bite your lips sweetheart .You are so selfish ,let me do it "

She thought art was the safest place to hide. Then emerald eyes found her. "I didn't find you, Little Painter. Art led you to me." Not searching. Not questioning. Not surprised. Like he had always known where she would be. "You see the world differently, little painter." And for the first time, she wondered... if she had ever truly been invisible.

She thought that her husband would be her end. He inadvertently created a new beginning for her. Now lost in a world that shouldn't exist outside of legends and having to deal with a prophecy she wants nothing to do with she has to fight to survive if she wants to live. With the help of a man that is something a bit more than human and his hostile sister who views her as a threat she just might find the home that she has craved since she was a little girl. But, at what cost? Somehow, Bridget always finds the strength to fight.

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" I don't know what I should do to you Dawn," he moved a step closer to me making me take a couple more steps back. "Why do you , out of all people, choose to not listen!" I cold feel my heart beat faster as I stated into his blue crystal like eyes. "I.. I do what I please." I did my best to not sound scared but he could see it. The fear in my eyes. " Yes, mousey." His voice was now an octave lower. He took another step closer his eyes swirling to a dangerous black. He leaned in to me trapping me to the wall. He lightly licked my ears and a whimper left my mouth. " I'm going to enjoy punishing you." ______

He was doomed. She was forbidden. Claire Morel is a palliative care psychologist. Cold. Brilliant. Untouchable. Until Gabriel walks into her office- a patient with fire in his eyes and a defiance that demands attention. He has six months left to live. She has six seconds not to fall. What should've been a mistake becomes an obsession. A silent pact between two souls-too full, too broken. What starts as a game of sensual, emotional, and psychological domination soon becomes something else. A war. A surrender. A free fall. In this power play, she bites to be bitten back. She teases to provoke. A Brat in all her glory-sharp-tongued, soft-hearted, aching to lose control just enough. They love like wildfire. No future. No safety net. No pause. 🖤 A haunting dark romance. Erotic. Psychological. Raw. Every scene is a scar. Every line, a spark. Every word, a stolen kiss from eternity. You'll tremble. You'll cry. You'll fall for Gabriel. And you might not come back. MEMENTO MORI Remember you are going to die. So live. Love. Now.

❝ You were never my choice, Meera. You were my punishment. ❞ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ❝ I don't want your love, Shivrant. ❞ ❝ Too late, sweetheart. You own it now ❞ They were into a forced marriage, but what if it turns into obsession and then love

Vor zehn Jahren ist etwas passiert, das alles verändert hat. Etwas, das man nicht vergisst. Seit vier Jahren hat Ariana ihn nicht mehr gesehen. Nicht seinen Blick. Nicht seine Nähe. Nicht das, was sie einmal verbunden hat. Bis zu dieser Nacht. Ein Club. Ein falscher Moment. Ein Schuss. Und plötzlich steht er wieder vor ihr- kälter, gefährlicher... und unmöglich zu vergessen. Manche Menschen sind kein Teil deiner Vergangenheit. Sie sind das, was dich immer wieder einholt.