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Some girls dream of meeting their idol. I got mistaken for a sasaeng while holding his condoms. Embarrassment was our first language; maybe love will be our second. If humiliation was currency, I'd be a billionaire after meeting him. Our story started at his door, with the world's worst delivery. Some deliveries change your night. This one changed my life. Update Schedule: Daily, 8 p.m. Indian Time.

A public school suddenly has controversial new transferees from the prestigious school of Carvalle Institutes: the Vasili Siblings, a genius brother with OCD, and mysterious sister with a hunger for danger and adrenaline. Class President "Aira" fell in love with the brother, while her best friend since infancy "Dani" developed a crush on the sister. When Aira was paired for a project with the sister, she brought Dani along so they have a chance to get to know their respective crushes. They still have yet to know that both siblings are gay and are targeting both of them respectively.

This story is of a south indian Cross cousin's (bava mardal) story. Mostly in Telugu with english translations. Both had feelings towards each other without others knowledge, maybe a person faking but had stopped having feelings when she heard him accepting her cousin's love. Is he really having feelings for her cousin or is it a misunderstanding. Once the fate parted them will again they reunite or not. What will happen?? **"A new love story is brewing... "Married to My Love" - Stay tuned, readers!". ⋋⁠✿⁠ Enjoy reading ✿⁠⋌ #1 - Telugu writer (9/11/25) #1 - Longings (18/02/2026) #4 - Ongoing (23/01/26)

"Rey let me go from here." "No."His answer was calm, too calm. And that scared her more than his anger could. "Do you really think you can stop me?" A faint smile appeared on his face as he took a slow step towards her. "Yes, Firefly. I can. Because you're not going anywhere. Not back to him." "My right place is with Vihaan." Everything stopped. The softness in Reyan's eyes disappeared. "Say that again." His voice dropped. "I dare you." He stepped closer. She stepped back."What are you doing? Stay in your limits, Reyan Just because I gave you the right to interfere in my life doesn't mean you'll cross that line." A dark smile touched his lips. "That's exactly the thing, Firefly. You gave me that right. You let me enter your life, your pain, your broken pieces. And now you think I'll stand silently while he destroys you again?" "He is my boyfriend." "He was." Reyan corrected immediately. "And after knowing his true face, I won't let that happen, he don't deserve you" "And who deserves me? You?The person who broke his jaw a few minutes ago?" "Yes." No hesitation, no regret."I did. And if he comes back just to make you cry again."His eyes darkened."I'm scared of what I'll do next." A chill ran through her.This wasn't the Reyan she knew.The man who always handled everything calmly. "You disgust me, Reyan. How can you be so cruel?"She turned to leave.But before she could Reyan caught her wrist. Not hurting her. Just stopping her. "Firefly." She tried to move away, but he stepped closer until her back touched the wall. His eyes locked with hers. "You can hate me. Call me cruel. But I won't apologize for protecting the one person I can't lose." Her heart raced. Because the scariest part was. She knew Reyan meant every word. "I'm leaving." "No."His voice was dangerously soft. "Not this time." He held her hand. "Because now I know exactly what I'm doing." And with those words.He took her towards his room.

"To the world I was just the Sheltered orphan of the Roy Chowdhury's but to her I was the entire world. I knew it and still chose to hate her." Rudraja Roy Chowdhury, is the haughty, arrogant daughter of Ranjan Roy Chowdhury, the internationally accalaimed thriller novelist and Kuheli Roy Chowdhury, a highly reputable lawyer. She never smiled in her life, not willingly, not until scripted and instructed by her parents. Never liked anyone or anything. She is a perfectly created walking wooden sculpture. Dhritiman Chattopadhyay, they call him Dheer. Calm, collected, intelligent and highly observant. His mind works differently and sees different outcomes in comparison to others. He sees things others ignore. At the age of three he was rescued and sheltered by Niranjan Roy Chowdhury, the retired minister and mathematician. They say Dheer is Niranjan's right hand man, his backup brain at the moments of difficulties. He never expresses his emotions but he smiles politely at everyone, without letting them know what's going on inside his conceited mind. He harbors no extreme feelings except one: his absolute hatred for the girl who genuinely smiled at him at the age of ten, Rudraja. She grew up worshiping him silently, borderline dangerously and he grew up avoiding her like the plague. Some obsessions are soundless, like the silence before the storm but when the wind finally takes momentum, it takes the shape of the most dangerous, most destructive hurricane. Their story is one of those. _____ Note: This is my original work of art, hence all copyrights are reserved. Anything found like this later and I won't hesitate to take actions. Also, the book cover is made by me, so please don't use or copy it without permission. Thanks. Now, happy reading my lovely readers. ❤️

හැමදේම සාමාන්‍යයි වගේ පෙන්නුවට, හිතේ කොණක තියෙන නමක් වෙනුවෙන් විතරක් දවස වෙනස් වෙනවා. කිව්වොත් නැතිවෙන බය නිසා, ඒ නම හිනාවක් පිටිපස්සේ හංගගෙන ඉන්නවා.

This is the story of two souls that know each other but never get to stay together. When fate keeps them apart, how will they find the door that opens up to their world together ???

DESCRIPTION One year ago, my husband died. Today, his twin came back to claim me. They said Zeus Paustino was kind. Loving. Husband material. The man every woman dreamed of. For five years, I was his wife. But I died alone. Every. Single. Night. Now Cyrus is here. Same face. Same blood. But his eyes don't look away. His hands don't stay empty. He says it's "responsibility". He says he'll "watch over me". But his actions say: You are rare. A fragile gem that needs to be taken care of. How do you fight a sin... ...when your own body begs to let the sin burn you with fire? He is my husband's twin. He is my sin. And God help me, I'm starting to want the burn.

"𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬?" Heeseung's voice was a low, dangerous vibration against her ear, his hand slamming against the wall beside her head to cut off her escape. The cold, composed, perfect heir the world knew was gone, replaced by something dark and jagged. "𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨." He leaned in closer, his shadow swallowing her whole as he tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet a gaze that burned with a terrifying heat. "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." He traced the line of her throat with a thumb that trembled with restrained tension. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." °*"˜He's cold to the world, dangerous to his enemies, but when the lights go out... he's Only Sweet For You.°*"˜

Joining the Indian Women's Cricket Team as their wellness officer was supposed to be Maya Bharadwaj's greatest professional achievement. A new role. A new team. A chance to help athletes survive the pressure of international cricket. What she didn't plan for... was Ameena Shekhar. The team's 25-year-old star player. Fearless on the field. Unstoppable with a bat in her hands. And the same girl Maya had quietly fallen for years ago. Ameena has no idea. To her, Maya is simply the calm presence in the dressing room the one person who always seems to know when someone is struggling, when someone needs support, when someone is about to break. But the more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore the quiet connection growing between them. A connection Ameena has never felt before. Because liking a woman was never something she allowed herself to think about not with a cricket career, a national team, and a society watching her every move. The only person who notices the tension long before anyone else is Ameena's captain and best friend, Kriti Seth. Protective. Observant. And fiercely loyal. At first, she warns Maya to stay away. But when she realizes how deeply Maya cares for Ameena... and how confused Ameena is about the feelings she can't explain... Kriti begins to wonder if some boundaries are meant to be crossed. Even if the whole world is watching. Sometimes the biggest risks aren't taken on the field. Sometimes they happen Beyond the Boundaries. Author's Note: I have just started writing so please ignore if i made any mistakes . Please vote for my story and leave a comment on every chapter. Whether you loved it or didn't, I'd really appreciate your honest feedback. Updates will come mostly on every Friday and Sunday.

Hey readers! 🌸 This is my first story, so I hope you'll give it a chance. This story isn't about perfect people or perfect friendships. It's about two girls who were completely different from each other. One was confident, cold, and always acted like she didn't need anyone. The other was emotional, caring, and secretly wished for someone she could call her best friend. They knew each other's names. They saw each other countless times. But they never really knew each other. Until one day, everything changed. This is the story of Kim Younha and Kim So Eun. A story about friendship, misunderstandings, growing up, and the words that were never said. I hope you enjoy it. 🤍

One random afternoon. One unexpected text message. One bitter past she thought she had left behind. In a single moment, everything changed. The past she had spent years running from suddenly stood before her, demanding to be acknowledged. And for the first time, she realized she had never truly escaped it. She had only buried it deep within herself, hidden behind forced smiles, silent tears, and carefully built walls. Now, standing at the crossroads of her past and present, she must make a choice. Will this decision shatter her once again, or will it finally set her free? What happens when a seemingly simple relationship spirals into a dangerous game of desire, confusion, ego, fear, obsession, and destruction? When love and pain become impossible to separate, how far will she go before losing herself completely? ⚠Trigger Warning⚠: The story contains explicit scenes, mentally disturbing scenes, slight bdsm.

⸳ ִֶָ⋆ ࣪.𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔.⸳ ִֶָ⋆ ࣪. ⸳ ִֶָ⋆ ࣪. 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. ⸳ ִֶָ⋆ ࣪. ࣪⋆ ִ𖤐 ִֶָ･ 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑤 𝑢𝑝 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒, 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐴 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒. 𝐴 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒. 𝐿𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘. 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛-𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑑, 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑. 𝑇𝑜 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 ִֶָ ִֶָ ִֶָ 𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑑. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟.

CODE OF SHADOWS - THE DARSHIKA PROTOCOL She was erased from every database. He was trained to trust no one. Together, they are about to uncover a truth powerful enough to rewrite the world. Varshika lives under the alias Riya, hiding in plain sight in Chennai after a past she cannot fully remember was stolen from her. Protected by secrets, haunted by fragments of memories, and carrying a mysterious bracelet linked to Project MIRAGE, she survives by staying invisible. Darshan leads a covert intelligence team hunting down MIRAGE - a classified system capable of manipulating memories, identities, and human emotion itself. Calm under pressure, dangerously protective, and feared in the field, he follows every rule... except when it comes to her. What begins as a mission slowly becomes something far more dangerous. A connection neither of them can explain. A past tied together long before they met again. And feelings that grow stronger with every mission, every fight, every almost-loss. But the deeper they descend into the world of MIRAGE, the more horrifying the truth becomes: Varshika may not just be connected to the system. She may be the key that created it. Now enemies from the past are closing in. Memories are returning. And somewhere beneath the lies, a forgotten identity waits to awaken. In a world where memories can be rewritten and identities erased... how do you know if your love is real? ✨ Tropes: Slow Burn Romance • Spy Thriller • Hidden Identity • Protective Hero • Found Family • Forced Proximity • Emotional Trauma • Secret Organizations • "Who Did This to You?" • Mission Partners to Lovers • Memory Manipulation • Touch Her and Die Energy Because sometimes the most dangerous weapon... is the truth buried inside your own mind.

He never meant to hear them. After a life-changing surgery, Kaizer begins to hear what no one else can- the thoughts people never say out loud. Whispers. Secrets. Feelings. And then... he hears hers. A girl who has never spoken to him. A girl who was never meant to be known. But some thoughts are not meant to be heard. And some secrets... change everything.

He married her to keep her alive. She married him without knowing why. Avyaan Shikhawat doesn't make promises-he issues warnings. Feared, ruthless, untouchable... love was never part of his world. Isha Rathore stepped into a marriage built on silence, distance, and danger. Protection feels like possession. Distance hides obsession. And the man who swore to feel nothing begins to fear only one thing-losing her. In a world where justice failed and violence answers first, some marriages are contracts, some are cages, and some become the only thing worth burning the world for.

*****UPDATED EVERY MONDAY @ (9:00 AM CST)********* (MxM) Carter just lost his roommate-and with him, half the rent. The two-bedroom apartment is way too quiet, way too big, and way too lonely. So he does the sensible thing: posts an ad for a new roommate... and, in a moment of sleep-deprived chaos, signs up for a local social app. That's where he meets Hayden. Hayden is smooth, flirty, and dangerously easy to fall for. Seems fitting since it's his job... as an escort. And Carter? Carter doesn't care. Not when being with Hayden feels better than being alone. So he makes a deal: if it means keeping Hayden in his life, he's willing to pay, just for the company. Just to feel seen. At the same time, a stranger offers to move in and cover the full rent. Too good to pass up, Carter says yes. What he doesn't know? His new roommate is Hayden. Just... without the charm. Without the winks. And definitely without the affection Carter's been paying for. Because Hayden was a fantasy. Jace, the man behind him-is cold, standoffish, and completely unreachable. And they live together now.

The arrangement was simple: seven months, one gala, one exit clause. Clara Beckett was good at complicated things. Code. Composure. Aldric Beaumont. Two out of three.

Book 1 of 'SO HIGH SCHOOL SERIES' Some souls are not made of sunlight - they are carved from autumn's melancholy, dressed in gold that learned to fall before it ever learned to fly. Sarthak Singh Rajput is one of them. At seventeen, he moves through the corridors of his eleventh-grade classes like a fading October afternoon: quiet, distant, and perpetually bracing for the cold. Inside his own home, a toxic family has drained the color from his world. He doesn't hope for spring. He doesn't even remember what it feels like to bloom. And then, without warning, spring arrives. Her name is Khanak Prajapati. She is not loud, but she is undeniable. The first time she sees Sarthak, something in her chest whispers a premonition. A strange, certain knowing that she is going to fall for him. It is love at first sight. As Khanak gently steps into his life, she becomes the thaw after his long frost. But can her spring undo years of damage? Or is Sarthak too rooted in his own OCTOBER to let her in? TU MERI BAAHON MEIN DUNIYA BHULA DE - A Tale of Premonition of Love is a tender, aching school love story about the quiet war between what breaks us and who saves us. It asks: What happens when a girl who loves at first sight meets a boy who has never received love.