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  • 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒂 - 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆 by _SilverMist_
    _SilverMist_
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    𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐤 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 moved to London to be invisible. She wanted quiet libraries, rainy cobblestone streets, and a chance to escape the childhood nightmares locked deep inside her mind. She thought she was safe. But monsters don't let you hide. 𝐀𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 is a lethal executioner for the London syndicate. He rules the underground with violent efficiency, fueled by nine years of seething hatred for the girl whose lie condemned his mother to die. When he tracks Amara to her university, his plan is cold and calculated: stalk her, shatter her fragile mind, and use her as leverage to eradicate her family. But the girl he corners in the shadows isn't a calculating liar. She's a terrified, traumatized student with vivid green eyes who smells like vanilla and fights back with a desperate fire. The moment he touches her, the vengeance burns to ash. His cold hatred violently mutates into a dark, unhinged obsession. He doesn't want to destroy her anymore. He wants to own every fractured piece of her soul. As Ace systematically isolates her from the world, blurring the terrifying line between a predator and a protector, Amara realizes the executioner isn't just haunting her life-he's claiming it. Safe in a cage is still in a cage. But what happens when you start falling for the monster standing guard at the door? Tropes: • Dark Mafia Romance • "Touch Her and Die" • Stalker to Protector • Morally Black MMC / Traumatized FMC • Forced Proximity & Jealousy • Gothic London Aesthetic
  • 𝑹𝒊𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒚𝒊 by preetiislayss
    preetiislayss
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    Dev Raichand is the man the world admires-rich, influential, and dangerously intelligent. But when the city sleeps, he becomes Saanjh, the shadow that rights the world's wrongs. He is not a hero. He is a force. Saira Rawat has spent all 23 years of her life caged in the suffocating grip of a cult-until she escapes. The outside world is a storm she isn't prepared for, a maze of flashing lights and unfamiliar faces. But when she crosses paths with Dev, she finds something even more dangerous than the world she ran from-him. Two lives entwined by fate. One seeking justice. One seeking freedom. And a past that refuses to let go. As secrets unravel and enemies close in, Dev and Saira must decide- Are they each other's salvation? Or the storm that will tear them apart? .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Saira flinched as a car sped past, its headlights blinding. She pressed herself against the cold brick wall, breathing heavily. "You're terrified," a voice said. She turned sharply. A man leaned against a lamppost, his sharp eyes watching her. Dev Raichand. "You've been following me," she accused, her voice shaking. "Only because you move like prey," Dev responded, stepping closer. "You don't know how to exist in this world, do you?" Her hands clenched into fists. "I'll figure it out." His lips curved into something almost amused. "You don't even know what to be afraid of yet." "And you do?" she shot back. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I am what you should be afraid of, Saira."
  • 𝑨 𝑳𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑭𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉 | 🥀🤍 by Iamh4ni
    Iamh4ni
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      Parts 13
    𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭'𝓿𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮.. 𝓘𝓯 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓲𝔂𝓪𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓩𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝔁 𝓐𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓪𝓱 -------- 𝓒𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓣𝔀𝓸 : 𝓥𝓪𝓻𝓾𝓷 𝔁 𝓐𝔂𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓪 Younger siblings love story.. Varun Ahmed x Ayesha Aman.
  • The Gates Of Hell (18+) by Liana_Valerian
    Liana_Valerian
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      Parts 3
    While ancient Sumerians were etching their first words, Heaven and Hell waged bloody battles. Nephithar, Hell's foremost general and a being crafted for bloodshed by the Devil himself, revels in the chaos of war. His name is whispered in fear across the Heavens, a testament to his ruthless reputation. The warrior's only other pleasure lies in gazing upon the multitude of angel feathers he has collected as trophies over the centuries. That is, until one day, his gaze is irresistibly drawn to a pair of damaged wings shimmering with a silvery lilac hue in Hell's inferno. Suddenly, Nephithar finds himself with a new obsession, willing to defy his very nature for unfettered access to those feathers-and the angel they belong to.