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Alejandro x Manvi "You are MINE, mine to crave , mine to touch and Mine to fu*k." " MY CANDY" "I am not your property..." " YES you are, from the moment my eyes landed on you, you become my chattel." "d.. don...'t ddd...oo th..is" " I am all you want , Love. You don't need anything else." ********************** Alistair x Divya "My butterfly... Only mine" "Your Every pain, your suffering, trauma, tears, every fu*king thing's revenge will be taken butterfly... They will pay and I will make sure of it." "I don't need your help" "You don't need me my Butterfly, my sugar... I NEED YOU... like oxygen to breathe... Your presence is enough for my existence, Love" "You are a fu*king psycho... You know " "You haven't seen my that side...Yet... Sugar you are my life and I can go to any extent to have you by my side... Either by hook or crook." "You are born to be mine " "You don't own me. I do" "And I gladly want to be in your debt" **************************** What will happen when two best friends become the Obsession of two brothers and they starts craving for them like a fish craves the ocean. They belong to them and no matter the coast they will make them theirs. Alejandro keeps her safe in his arms away from everyone like a precious possession. Alistair will go to any extent to make her his. In the end they are their Only Their. Multiple couples Alejandro x Manvi Obsessed male lead He fell first and hard Manipulative Grumpy x sunshine His chubby baby, His Candy Naive but strong female lead Childhood trauma Mafia romance Alistair x Divya Obsessed male lead Strong female lead (orphan) He fell first and hard Manipulative ❎ he shows path on which they have to walk ✅ Love her Best friend Manvi Clever and sharp but a baby who need attention and care. Touch her and see hell everyday. No cheating Happy ending

Anthony stops at my bare shoulder and leans down to press a hot kiss onto the skin. "You can't say things like that.." He delivers another, this one to my collarbone and making my words grow weak, unconvincing ... even as they come from my own mouth. "We're supposed to be ... friends." Anthony is quiet at first, the only response I get being his free hand drifting over to cage my body into the small space between us. "I know .." He trails off. It goes dead silent for a second. "But I ... don't think that's enough for me, B." There's a sharp breath from me at the words and a flush of heat to my cheeks when Anthony pushes my hair over my shoulder. His actions expose me to him, showing off my bare shoulders in a way that's downright indecent as the straps pulled down now hang loosely off my arms. "I don't want .. to be just a friend to you." And then, there's another kiss to pair. Although it isn't a simple peck this time. It's an actual kiss now, slow and softly pressed onto my neck. Beatrix thought she'd never trust another guy again. After being burned, both physically and emotionally by her ex-boyfriend Rudy in her senior year of high school, Beatrix's trust in people is low. That is, until she transfers to the esteemed, private Highland University. It's a fresh start to give the girl what she wants most: A shot at normalcy. The plan is simple .. just keep her head down, study her ass off, try to become a functional person once again and hopefully make one friend or two. Everything was supposed to start over that year. She'd had high hopes of starting anew and faithfully prepared to blend in to the background. And the day goes well. Until she sits down in Spanish, where she meets Anthony Gamaro. After a slight misunderstanding, Beatrix finds herself in an odd friendship with the 20 year old football player. One that slowly helps her regain the confidence she'd long lost before.

Aes d'este was never meant for an easy life and irony? Her husband never knew what easy meant. Book 1 Started-mar 23 2026 (Is updated every Saturday)

Another vampire love story, or is it? This story is more than just love, as it includes supernatural creatures. This story revolves around mainly one character, but told from different point of views to bring the entire plot together. Just a group of friends, out of the ordinary friends, living life until everything changes. Amara's POV• Hey, I'm Amara Styles. Pretending to be an ordinary girl in this crooked world. I never felt like I truly belong here and I obviously already know why. I never thought in a million years would I find the perfect guy without actually searching. But in this world, love wasn't the only thing I found, and the more I found out, the more drastic my life became. Mario's POV• She makes me sane, she makes me want to better myself and my life. Not that it isn't great, but she makes it perfect. If only I could find a way to tell her everything. As if my parents disappearing without a trace wasn't stressful enough. I haven't felt like this in a long time and I don't want to ruin anything. Pink's POV• I'm just here for a good time, for a long time. I know that's not the saying, but since I'm immortal I will be here a long time. My love for Tyson grows more everyday the longer we're together. I pray my Twin, Mario, finds what he deserves in life plus more. It's always been us since our parents disappeared, and for me it never gets any easier. Kia's POV• I know something Amara doesn't. I know about things I know she would love to know about. I just can't bring myself to tell her because our already dysfunctional family would fall apart even more. I also did something that would make her hate me, hell I hate myself for it. Should I say something? No I can't say anything, I'm just going to keep my head down and live how I've always lived. Read to find out more about the gang and what's in store for them. Book one of two! Vote for my story! VULGAR LANGUAGE • SEXUAL CONENT • SENSITIVE CONTENT • MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY

The universe has its own quiet ways of bringing two souls together - especially the ones that are meant to find each other. Walk with me through the beautiful journey of Shravan and Tara, two strangers whose paths cross for only a fleeting moment... yet leave behind a memory neither of them can forget. He was a man who believed in practicality. She was a woman who believed in destiny. He planned every step of his life. She trusted the steps written by God. What begins as a brief encounter soon turns into a silent promise between two hearts - a promise tested by time, distance, doubt, and longing. From Seven Hills to Seven Steps is a tender story of faith, patience, and love, where two people must decide whether destiny alone is enough to bring them back to each other... or whether love requires the courage to wait. Because sometimes, the universe doesn't separate people. It only tests how long they are willing to believe.

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐫. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭. [𝐘/𝐍] 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

"I wake up from another silly dream. One where your eyes find mine instead of his, where you love me more than what we already have. But then reality hits... you're my best friend, and your heart belongs to someone else. Not me. The fact that it's not even a woman, but a man. And I wish I were him." - Nadia

on-going! Not official cover. (This is not a cute romance) _____________________ "I didn't kill myself. I was forced." ​The case was closed. The verdict was suicide. But then the first letter arrived. ​Told through hidden notes and blood-stained entries, this is the story of a girl who died to keep a secret-and the sister who must stay alive to tell it. ​The murderer is still in the house. The walls have ears. And you are the next target. ​Don't read this out loud. They are listening.

This is the story of a girl from 1940s household... Parthivi stood by the doorway, fingers clutching her saree. The scent of turmeric and camphor lingered, remnants of rituals binding her to this house. Yet tonight, she felt more like an outsider than ever. These were the days when a woman was set apart, told she was impure, untouchable... reduced to dust brushed aside. She had lived through this in her father's house: a corner on the cold floor, a separate plate, silence heavier than any punishment. She had never questioned it. She had only learned to obey. But here... this was not her father's house. Her lips trembled. "Where... should I sleep? I... I am not allowed on the bed..." Aditya's gaze rested on her slight frame, noting the way she shrank before the world. Not fear of him, but fear of existence. "When you already reside in my heart," he said, calm, steady, "...how can a mere bed decide where you should lie, Ivi?" No defiance. No anger. Just quiet acceptance. Her breath caught. Slowly, she lifted her eyes, searching for mockery or dismissal. None came. Only a quiet certainty. In For the first time, she felt invited to simply be. The weight she carried, the silence she had endured, softened in that moment. Perhaps this was what it felt like-to be cared for, without expectation, without fear. And in the stillness, a fragile hope took root, small but undeniable: a crack in the silence, a first step toward trust, toward something deeper.

This is my fanfiction based off of my oc Tamtey Sul'vani ma Sul'eywa and her journey from the very beginning. Her origins within the Sarentu clan. Her life with TAP as an ambassador and finally gaining her freedom.

Ava never meant to get involved with a man like Matteo. She was just trying to survive-working long nights as a server, waitress, anything she could find, drowning in medical bills, and watching her mother slip further away with every passing day. So when the offer came-easy money in exchange for getting close to him-she said yes. It was supposed to be simple. Gain his trust. Learn his secrets. Destroy him. But Matteo isn't the monster she expected. And the deeper she falls into his world of power, danger, and hidden truths... the harder it becomes to remember which side she's on. Because in a game built on lies- Falling was never the plan.

WARNING- MATURE CONTENT Well, I won't spoil the story for ya'll, just gonna tell you all about me, im a young author (not gonna reveal my age for obvious reasons) who writes smut/dark romance novels and books, this is my first book, enjoy~

"Non toccare ciò che è mio... o pagherai il prezzo." (Don't touch what belongs to me... or you'll pay the price.) His voice was calm. Too calm to be a warning. Too dangerous to ignore-especially amidst the burning chaos. "I don't belong to anyone." Aarav Dev spoke, his voice steady- even as blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the floor beneath him. His eyes... still held a storm he refused to let it break. Dante Alessio Bellini, 34. A name whispered in fear and respect. A man who built empires from shadows- ruling both the underworld and the world that pretends to be clean. Feared as a mafia king. Admired as a businessman. But beneath it all... lives a man who was never chosen. The illegitimate son of one of the most feared men in Italy. Aarav Dev , 27. A bartender with quiet eyes and a past that refuses to stay buried. Abandoned at ten. Stripped away from his own family name. Marked by a past too dark to remember and too deep to escape. He doesn't ask questions. He doesn't trust easily. And he never lets anyone get close enough to leave. When their worlds collide- it isn't fate. It's destruction waiting to happen. "You should stay away from me," Aarav said softly, his lips are stained red, his gaze burning with a desire neither of them could deny. Dante stepped closer- crushing shards of broken glass beneath his shoes. Close enough to erase the distance between warning and temptation. "And you," he murmured, his eyes dark with dangerous possession, "should stop pretending you don't want me." "Non desidero ciò che non posso avere..." (I don't desire what I can't have.) In a world where power is everything- and silence hides the deepest scars- Two men find themselves trapped in something neither can control. Not love. Not hate. Something far more dangerous. Some sins don't scream... they exist in silence.

Niana Zylyn Dela Cruz, who is alone and orphaned, meet Daniel Scott Montemayor. He awakens feelings and memories she thought had been buried for a long time. He is dark, enigmatic, and impossible to ignore.

For those who give everything and still don't feel enough The forgotten sister of Samantha LaRusso, got a place in the Sekai Taikai, but not in the place everyone expected. Without any choice left, she left the only home she knew, trying to find out who she is, and her worth. She won't be alone.

'Bacche k liye hai pr bhul matt mai bacche ka baap hu' 'ji...ah.aahabh ..

𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓻𝔂. 𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮... 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮. 𝓤𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓾𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷. 𝓐 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻. 𝓐 𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓮𝓽... 𝓲𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓭𝓮. ENEMIES AT FIRST GLANCE. SECRETS THAT COULD DESTROY THEM BOTH. AND A STORY THAT PROVES LOVE DOESN'T ALWAYS ARRIVE QUIETLY. MATURE | 18+ | ENEMIES TO LOVERS | | CEO × STUDENT | | SHADOW × LIGHT | | RELIGION DIFFERENCE |

I turn my grief into verses so it has somewhere to sit quietly.

( This is an interactive story. Weird I know) ( Cover art is mine) a story with a sense of mystery and thrill, slow reveals and some taste of comic-like humour. How would a regular human being react to an endlessly long period of isolation? Vincenzo once lived a very repetitive but fulfilling life. But things went incredibly wrong on their wedding day, leading to them getting stranded in a pocket dimension, completely isolated from the living realm. Using their newfound ability to weave endless stories and realms that only they can manipulate, they while their time away immersed in writing fates. The only thing worth going on for is another mortal's voice, which they pray would come through the radio,and make a deal with it. This interactive story lets you communicate with our dear Vincenzo.( but only after a certain point) Watch them spiral into madness as they keep writing swarms of stories with ,of course, some strings attached.