Hefellsfirst Stories

The hidden princess of Avalon, Daphne, is a young spirited and cheerful women. Her destiny entwined with one of the biggest mafia family in the world.

On a cold, silent night, a feared mafia king collapses on an empty road-bleeding, broken, and betrayed. Left for dead, he expects darkness... until Isha finds him. She's kind. Brave. Too pure for his dangerous world. As she saves his life, he slowly realizes she's the one thing his violent past never prepared him for-love. But loving her means putting her in danger. And staying away might hurt more than losing everything. Two strangers. One night. A love born in shadows. Will their hearts survive the world that wants them apart?

Oh humsafar oh humnava 🌟 Mere to saare savare baahon mein teri tehre Meri to saari shaamein tere saath dhaal rehi hai...💕 Thoda sa bhi shak na karna tum se mera jeena marna tum chal rehe to to saase mere saath chal rehi hai... 🌹 This is my first story based on office love and best friendships so peep in to know more 👀

She, Leila, a sunny young girl, dreams of participating in the Olympic Games since her early childhood. He, Mehdi, darker with a tumultuous past, seeks to flourish. They will find their way through taekwondo.

A wolf girl who is blessed with a superpower. She always gets mistreated by her stepmother and lives in the servants quarter. A wolf boy who loves seeing her scared of him, gets mated with her when HE was 18 (but the wolf girl doesn't know about it because she was 14 at that time) and starts getting more joy by teasing and scaring her. What would be the girl's reaction when she finds her mate on her 18th birthday? Can someone save her from him? ____________________________________ "She is mine to bully, Mine to ruin, Mine to touch, Touch her and you're dead" He growls on the guard's face.

သြဇာကြီးသော သူဌေးကြီး x စူပါစတား အသည်းကွဲသူ အမြဲတမ်း အရှက်တကွဲမရှိဘဲ ထွက်ခွာသွားသူ

It started with a failed assassination attempt... JADE "FIERCE AS METAL, SOFT AS SILK. THAT'S HER STRENGTH" An assassin in disguise and a mafia princess publicly. Deadly as an assassin and innocent in people's eyes. A mission which leads her to kill the world's biggest mafia leader. But she fails... And... betrothed to the same mafia leader. Will she kill him or fall in love? LUCIAN "VILLAINS AREN'T BORN. WE ARE MADE, DARLING." A ruthless mafia leader. Known for his ruthless ways and steely heart. Gets betrothed to a mafia princess for alliance. Becomes a victim of an assassination attempt. Little does he knows his innocent little wife is the culprit. Will he find out the truth or remain oblivious? What will happen when the truth unfolds? ... Read the story to find out...

This is the story of two neighbours who always fight with each other, how their life changes when the love suddenly blooms up. *** "My stomach hurts now! I don't know why I'm laughing," my girl said, clutching her stomach as if she was done. "That's because you belong in a mental hospital, and today you've gone mad and can't control yourself." I chuckled. "You forgot-you're also laughing with me." Yes, I was laughing. Laughing like I had forgotten the whole world-because my whole world was right in front of me. Laughing, even though I got kicked out of class. This was all my girl's magic. Only she could bring this side of me out. "We both belong to the mental hospital, baby," I reassured her. *** He stepped forward. And hugged me. ... What? My entire body froze. If there was one person in the whole world whom I'd gladly murder without hesitation, it was this guy. But now? He was hugging me. And the strangest part? I didn't hate it. I didn't even know why he did it, but at that moment, I realized- This was exactly what I needed. **** "Come on, you would have seen it in your home, in movies, it is everywhere. Why are you speaking like you gave up on everything?" "For you it may be easy, but when I think about the word love all I remember is my father beating up my mom while I am sitting under my bed closing my eyes and ears, feeling all guilty that I can't save her. I tried to go in middle for once, but I got a wound as he threw the flower vase at me. The next day, my mom came to me and asked me to stay out of this and act like nothing was wrong. I told her, I don't want her to get hurt or to be in that weak situation. But she told me that, it hurts her more because I got hurt in middle than she will actually get usually. She loves me, that makes my wounds give her more pain than hers, she loves my father, that she is ready to get hurt for his satisfaction. That is love for her right? What does her love give her anything but grief."