Grandeur cerita

"Hindi maaring pagkasawi ang maging wakas." Maria Celes Villarca.

In a grand ballroom adorned with opulence, Yasmeen and Zayd's paths cross, and their hearts are instantly captivated by each other. Yet, bound by duty and societal expectations, they struggle to bridge the divide that separates them. As hidden agendas and treacherous politics surround them, they find stolen moments of connection but remain apart. With a bittersweet acknowledgment of the barriers between them, they carry the weight of unspoken confessions, ready to face the challenges ahead in their journey of love and destiny.

Ask a rainwing ask any rainwing. This was originally just glory but I changed it Highest ranks:#3 in ask a

Une fenêtre ouverte sur le ciel. Un ciel fendu qui laisse couler les étoiles, et eux. Eux, ce sont des jeunes qui entremêlent leurs rêves, leurs cœur et leurs corps qui dansent. Ils aiment la vie, ils frôlent la mort. Et ils sont là.

⟪ Enemies to Lovers edition ⟫ ❤ ❝𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 ❞ ┏━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━━━━━━━━━━━━ Princess Glory who hates Nightwings for the rest of her life swears she'll never love them. After the mysterious death of Queen Grandeur, her only heir Princess Glory takes the throne. Ironically, the new Queen unfortunately stumbles upon a smug face Nightwing bodyguard with her exact attitude. She'd never met someone with her personality, she hated it. She hates him. She hates him and his whole tribe. She hates how he's able to use his smooth charm and at the same time getting under her skin like no other. Worst of all she hates how he makes her feels towards him. Hired by her brother, Deathbringer only wants to get his mission over with as soon as possible. Unlike the other targets, Glory seems to be different than the others but not in a good way. He was taught to never speak nor make contact with his targets, he never understood why he hated Rainwings so much until now. No matter what, he still hates her and her people. He never met someone with an attitude as bad as his. Carelessly he begins to lose interest in his mission and begins to find out who this Glory really is. Every then and now he always felt something, just something tugging his stupid heart that makes it hurt so much, maybe he'll find the truth of it. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⌦But there's no secret to their hate for each other. He fell first, but he fell harder ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Story of hate, trust, love, and revenge. Status: 0.1% Written by my-vision-is-real Cover: Designed by me, but the credit of the image taken goes to the rightful owner

I don't even know

*This story is based on real life incidents, all the names and scenes are real* The first Book of the series ' GREED & VENGEANCE ~ A Life Inside The Sagar Dynasty' In the heart of Old Delhi, where the scent of molten metal and ambition fills the air, Yadram Puranchand rises from poverty to become the most powerful industrialist of his time. Founder of Yadram Puranchand Delhi (YDP), he builds an empire of steel, repairing WWII rifles, coating iron sheets, and manufacturing utensils that fuel the city's economy. Feared and respected, he turns down fortune to stand by his brothers, dreaming of expanding his legacy to Bombay. But power breeds enemies, and loyalty is a fragile thread. As shadows gather around him, whispers of deceit and betrayal threaten to unravel everything he has built. This is the story of a man who defied destiny, forged an empire with his own hands, and faced the greatest battle-not against rivals, but against the very people he trusted most.

Blood. Roses. Thorns. And a boy caught up in it all. --- [The words are written - messy, sincere and endearing. Found everywhere and nowhere all at once, sometimes in-between seaside rocks; Amongst fields of daisies and wildflowers; appearing where smoke of an incense curled up most.] **Disclaimer: Everything is original and from my ideas. Any person, place or events written are purely coincidental and unrelated to real-life events. NO COPYING MY WORK OVER TO OTHER PLATFORMS WITHOUT PERMISSION. SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES WILL FOLLOW IF THAT IS DISCOVERED.**

Milennia into the future, all of humanity is reigned over by an omnipresent galactic government, known ubiquitously as the Empire. And for the longest time, it has functioned as a constitutional monarchy, with the legendary Arkulus family being the Empire's Imperial House. But as a tidal wave of problems and ancient secrets tumble down upon the Empire, it's very foundation seems destined to fall from grace......

A poem about the struggles of life, the art of letting go and rising from nothing to something.

In the heart of the grand empire of Asraq, hidden behind silk-draped archways and perfumed corridors, lies Zarrabagh-a vast, haunting colony of brothels where innocence is auctioned, and freedom is but a fleeting dream. It is a world untouched by mercy, where the powerful indulge, and the powerless fade into the shadows of forgotten names. Seventeen-year-old Afsara, born into a life of quiet hardship, never imagined she would be swallowed by this dark underbelly. Sold into Zarrabagh by a treacherous hand, she becomes another jewel in the cursed crown of the brothel's mistress, a cruel woman known only as Begum Saira Jahan. But Afsara is not like the others-she refuses to surrender to fate, clinging to the embers of defiance within her. Meanwhile, on the golden throne of Asraq sits Shenshah Khalid Ziya-a ruler of only nineteen, a man forced into sovereignty after his father's untimely death. A warrior by blood, a king by duty, he harbors a deep hatred for places like Zarrabagh, seeing them as wounds upon his empire. Yet, fate is cruel and unrelenting. When destiny pulls him into the very world he despises, he finds himself face to face with Afsara-a girl who looks at him not as an untouchable ruler but as a man burdened by chains of his own. Drawn to her unbroken spirit, Khalid begins to question everything he was taught-about power, about justice, about love. But in a world where women are possessions and kings are shackled by their courts, will the young Shenshah be able to rewrite Afsara's fate? Or will Zarrabagh claim yet another soul, lost to its crimson veil? A tale of forbidden love, rebellion, and the fight for freedom-Whispers of the Crimson Veil is a saga of passion and power, where even the strongest are tested by the cruelty of their own world.

This is an authentic fiction in which I combine stories from my real life experience with imaginary situations. It is written in a collective of short stories that will give you an inside view on how I see the world in general. My objective is to give you a new perspective about the simple and ordinary things that we see in our day to day routines.