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🖤 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑴𝒚 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓 🖤 "He was the man everyone feared... and the husband I was never allowed to claim." Kushi Singh was born into a world of luxury, power, and expectations. A brilliant postgraduate student from one of the richest families in the city, she had everything-except the freedom to choose her own future. Then came the marriage arrangement. Her husband? Dr. Armaan Rathore. A billionaire heir. A renowned physics professor. A man with a cold heart, a sharp tongue, and a reputation that made even his students fear him. Everyone knew Armaan Rathore as a ruthless perfectionist who never showed emotions. But no one knew his biggest secret... He was already married. To her. Their arranged marriage was supposed to be a simple agreement between two powerful families. A relationship built on respect, not love. But when Kushi joins his university as a student, everything changes. Because now she has to call him "Professor Rathore" in public... while hiding the fact that he is the man she shares a home with. Between stolen glances, endless arguments, and a marriage full of unsaid feelings, Kushi discovers something that breaks her heart- Armaan has always been close to another woman. The rumors are everywhere. The late-night meetings. The secret conversations. The undeniable chemistry. Everyone believes his heart belongs to someone else. And Armaan? He does nothing to stop them. But behind his arrogant attitude and emotionless mask lies a truth Kushi never expected. A truth that could destroy their marriage. A truth that will make her question everything... Was she just a responsibility? Or was she the only woman who could break the walls around the cold professor's heart? One secret marriage. Two powerful families. Three hearts trapped in a dangerous game of love, trust, and betrayal. Welcome to the world of Dr. Armaan Rathore and Kushi Singh. Where love isn't sweet

"Niharika." His voice stopped her just as her hand reached for the door. She froze. When she turned, Ram was standing there with an expression she had never seen on him before-quiet, wounded, and far too calm for the storm in his eyes. "Look at me," he said softly. But she couldn't. Because the memory was still there-the photographs, the rumors, the image she had tried so hard to forget... Ram took one careful step closer, not to corner her, but to keep her from slipping away again. "I called you," he said. "I texted you. I came all the way back... and you still wouldn't meet me." At last, she looked up. And in that moment, she saw it. Not anger. Not pride. Just the hurt of a man who had no idea why the woman he loved was suddenly shutting him out. "Tell me the truth," he whispered. "What changed?" And Niharika realized she could not hide from him forever. Join the journey of love, hope , unexpected events, fear and hurt all these will lead to a happy ending. .. All Rights Reserved

Hannah and Ryan once believed love meant being everything to each other. But somewhere between unanswered calls, quiet dinners, and promises that became too heavy to carry, their relationship began to change. Ryan has spent years trying to protect Hannah from every fear, every mistake, and every moment of pain. Hannah has spent just as long pretending she is fine so he will stop trying to save her. They still love each other, but love has become tangled with guilt, dependence, and the fear of who they might be apart. When one broken promise brings everything they have avoided to the surface, they are forced to confront the question neither of them is ready to answer: What if losing the person you love does not make you nothing? A bittersweet story about love, identity, letting go, and learning that sometimes two people must fall apart before they can become whole.

Aurora X Ayan Bound By Rivalry They were never meant to fall in love. Aurora Bellini and Aayan Oberoi grew up as childhood rivals, bound by family expectations, endless competition, and years of unspoken hatred. From stolen victories to sharp arguments, their lives were a battlefield where losing was never an option. But behind Aayan's cold stares and arrogant smirks hides a dangerous obsession he has carried since childhood. To the world, Aayan Oberoi is the flawless CEO of the Oberoi empire-powerful, untouchable, and feared. But beneath expensive suits and billion-dollar deals lies a darker side connected to a world Aurora was never supposed to enter. Aurora refuses to bow before him. Aayan refuses to let her go. When rivalry turns into forced proximity, hidden truths begin to surface, family secrets threaten to destroy everything, and the line between hate and love slowly disappears. Because some rivalries were never about winning. They were about possession. And Aayan Oberoi has always believed Aurora Bellini belonged to him. ━━━ Tropes:- Childhood Rivals ✦ Obsessive Male Lead ✦ CEO/Mafia Heir ✦ slow brur ✦ He Fell First ✦ Emotional Tension ✦ Family Rivalry ✦ Possessive Love Dont copy my work I won't spare You😤

Jay Ahn has been watching Malik Tate from across the street since they were ten years old, and he has been loving him almost as long. Not the simple kind of love. The kind that folds itself small enough to fit inside a friendship and lives there quietly for years, patient and heavy and unnamed. Malik Tate is magnetic, loyal, and building himself from the ground up in a world that wants to own every piece of him it can reach. He knows exactly who Jay is. What he does not yet know is what to do with everything he feels when he looks at him. Set in Richmond, Virginia, this is their story. A decade of shared summers, cracked sidewalks, late nights, near-confessions, wrong moments, and the slow, relentless pull of two people moving toward each other against every force designed to keep them still. It is not a fast story. It is not meant to be. The slow burn here is not a device. It is the whole point. Because some loves do not arrive. They are built, quietly, over years, out of ordinary moments that reveal themselves to have mattered all along. When they finally reach for each other, everything they survived to get there becomes the architecture of something neither the industry, nor the fathers, nor the world's noise can dismantle. This is Richmond. This is a decade. This is a love story that refused to be rushed. Come in. Stay a while. © Relle H.

beep..... Four people. Four different definitions of love, and every one of them wrong. Zoya has a plan for her life, and it doesn't involve loving anyone back. Kabir has a company, a temper, and a talent for wanting things he isn't allowed to keep. Tara has a secret she flew three thousand miles to outrun, and it caught up anyway. Armaan has spent four years remembering everything about a girl who left - and he's decided that's the same thing as never letting her go again. Hakeeqat isn't a love story. It's what's left after four people stop performing love and start telling the truth - about what they did, what was done to them, and what they're willing to burn down to make it even. Updates in real time. No one in this book is a good person. Read anyway.

She was used to being the only one - the only Black face in crowded rooms, the only voice speaking a different language, the only person who knew that survival sometimes meant keeping your head down and your feelings buried so deep even you forgot where you left them. He was born into a world where everything was handed to him before he knew to want it - money, status, a future mapped out in boardrooms and expectations. He raced because it was the only place he felt free. The only place where speed meant escape instead of performance. They should never have met. They definitely should never have kept meeting. But Seoul had a way of bringing people together in the spaces between neon and rain, between engine roar and silence, between the person you showed the world and the person you hid beneath your skin. What started as annoyance sharpened into something that cut. What started as rivalry twisted into obsession. And what started as two people who had no business needing each other became the only thing keeping them both from drowning. This is not a love story about perfect people finding perfect happiness. This is a story about damaged souls, dangerous secrets, and the devastating cost of choosing truth over loyalty. About the rhythm of blood and engines and heartbeats that refuse to stay in time. About what survives when everything else burns.

The night Maelys was born, a storm made a decision for her. A desperate woman, a coerced midwife, and a courtyard where someone died in the rain conspired to place one infant in a palace and erase another from the record entirely. Twenty-two years later, someone has come to unmake it, and she has twenty-two years of righteous fury, a powerful patron, and the specific weapon of a truth that supports multiple stories at once. Raised in the painted corridors and orange-blossom courtyards of Solenir Palace, Maelys knows how to read a room before she enters it, how to wear humor like armor over something more serious underneath, and how to survive in a court that admires her with one hand and doubts her with the other. She has been exceptional here her entire life. She knows what exceptions are for. When the girl she unknowingly replaced arrives with documents, damage, and the kind of righteous anger that is the most dangerous kind because it is not entirely wrong, nothing careful is enough anymore. With a conspiracy threading through the court's most elegant rooms, a bodyguard who has been keeping a report in a locked box for eight years waiting for the right person to receive it, and a crown prince who asks before he touches and is not without fault and is learning the difference between those two facts, Maelys must fight for her name, her life, and the identity she has spent twenty-two years choosing rather than receiving. This is a slow burn interracial historical romance with explicit intimacy, graphic violence, and a world that does not soften its edges for the comfort of anyone in it. It is a story about what is owed and what is chosen, about love as a continuous practice rather than a destination, about darkness that stays and is carried rather than resolved, and about a woman who refuses, repeatedly, in every room that tries to define her, to let anyone else decide who she is. Dark. Tender. Permanent. Earned. ©️ _RelleLebby_ // R. L.

She sent one message. He wasn't supposed to notice. With 500,000 followers and thousands of comments flooding his page every day, Paulo had no reason to reply to a stranger. But he did. Because sometimes... the message you almost ignore becomes the one you can never forget. What starts as a simple exchange of messages soon becomes part of Dana's daily life. The good mornings. The late-night conversations. The unexpected connection she never saw coming. As a successful lawyer and divorced mother of four, Dana knows better than to fall for a man she has never met...especially a famous influencer with 500,000 followers, whose world lives through screens, reels, and constant attention, while she prefers the privacy of her quiet life. But some connections refuse to stay behind a screen. Messages became habits. Habits became feelings. And feelings became dangerous. In a world full of followers, reels, and hidden truths, Dana and Paulo never expected a simple reply to become the most dangerous part of their lives. ROMANCE • MODERN ROMANCE • ROMANTIC SUSPENSE *AGE GAP ROMANCE * Slow Burn Romance * Age Gap Romance * Single Mom Romance * Influencer × Lawyer * Online Love * Long-Distance Romance * Fame vs. Privacy * Emotional Drama * Hidden Secrets & Unexpected Twists * Psychological Manipulation * Mystery & Suspense Publish Chapters: Tuesday and Friday © 2026 Lunakyliedreams

Kira Thompson doesn't trust easily-not after the ambush in East Africa that killed her teammates and ended her military career. Betrayed by her commanding officer and lover, she disappeared into the ruthless world of private security, where emotions are liabilities and trust gets you killed. Liang Jun has everything: wealth, status, and the reckless confidence of a man who's never faced real consequences. As the son of China's ambassador to the UN, he's more interested in Shanghai's nightlife than the credible assassination threats against his life. Bodyguards are inconveniences. Rules are suggestions. And the scarred American woman assigned to protect him? Just another obstacle to ignore. But when the Qing Triad makes their move, Jun realizes Kira isn't just a bodyguard-she's the only thing standing between him and a brutal death. Forced into proximity, their explosive clash of wills ignites into something neither can control. She sees past his careless facade to the man beneath. He sees past her armor to the wounds she hides. As betrayal circles closer and old enemies resurface, Kira must decide: keep her walls up and do her job, or risk everything for a man who's already claiming her shattered heart. In a deadly game where love is the ultimate weakness, survival might cost them everything they never knew they needed. ©️ Relle H

Seeking solace at the Han River after a difficult day, Ese encounters Youngho again. What begins as a simple conversation opens into a shared understanding between two people shaped by migration, distance, and lives lived between worlds. As their connection deepens, they begin to wonder whether the safest place they've known is something they might build together. -Rominaj♡

She never expected a delayed elevator in Seoul to change her life. He never expected a stranger to become the person he called when the world felt too heavy. One is a global celebrity carrying the weight of millions of expectations. The other is an ordinary professional woman from Jakarta, quietly building a life of her own. What begins as an unexpected conversation becomes midnight phone calls, airport reunions, shared silences, and a love that grows slowly across thousands of miles. But love is rarely simple when one person belongs to the spotlight and the other values a life away from it. Between Seoul and Jakarta, between headlines and ordinary mornings, they discover that home is not always a place. Sometimes, home is a person. A slow-burn romance about distance, healing, trust, and finding love when neither of them was looking for it.

Rainaa Srivastava and Vaarin Mathur marry out of timing, pressure, and a shared sense of maturity, not love. Both are cautious, shaped by the marriages they've watched unravel, wary of how easily hurt can change people. The trauma runs far too deep to not live with it everyday, if not every second. A man who questions marriage, but chooses to stay. A woman who has seen its wreckage, yet still believes in its possibility. The marriage they enter is not built on certainty or passion, but on honesty, restraint, and the willingness to sit with discomfort. What unfolds is not a promise of forever, but the slow unearthing of trust, vulnerability, and a kind of love that is not demanded, only discovered.

One of my clients, whose ex-girlfriend recently broke up with him, asked me the following question: "I think I still love her, but is this love or just emotional dependency? Many times I ask myself if falling in love comes from the wounded self because (for me at least) it feels as if I can't live without the other person. When I give love from the heart I don't expect anything back, but when I fall in love I think this is a different energy."

She was just his niece's best friend young, sweet, off-limits. He was her bestie's intimidating uncle 35, powerful, and completely out of reach. When fate forced them into a sudden marriage of convenience, it was supposed to be temporary. A deal. A favor. A secret. But what was a compromise for her... became an obsession for him. He wasn't supposed to fall for the shy girl who refused to meet his eyes. She wasn't supposed to lose her heart to a man with no space for love. Now, under the same roof, in the same bed, desire simmers. Secrets unravel. And the line between hate, guilt, and longing starts to blur. He was never supposed to want her. But now that he does he'll never let her go.

On the stillness of midnight, Aira meets a stranger who speaks in rules and hides in shadows. What begins as fleeting encounters turns into a dangerous game of secrets, where one truth could change everything. 🌙💔

Now and forever is a classic tale of love, romance and togetherness. A short story that will make you fall in love, all over again. Join Ck and Sayali in their wonderful quest to find true love.

The office was silent, save for the ticking clock and the low hum of Maya's computer. Everyone else had gone home hours ago. Fluorescent lights cast a dull glow across the glass walls, and the city sparkled below. She stretched in her chair, blouse pulling slightly as she arched her back. Her neck ached, her eyes burned-but she refused to leave without finishing the report. "Burning the midnight oil?" She jumped. Standing in the doorway was Mr. Knight-CEO of the company, her boss, the man who invaded her dreams far too often. He wasn't supposed to be here. Not this late. Not with his tie undone, shirt sleeves rolled up, and that look in his eyes. "I didn't hear you come in," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. He stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind him. The sound made her pulse quicken. "You told me the quarterly files were due," she added, gesturing to the screen. "I didn't mean tonight," he said, walking toward her desk. "But... I'm glad you're here." Something about the way he said it-low, deliberate-sent heat straight to her cheeks. She swallowed. "I-I can leave if you need the room." "No," he said. "Stay." He leaned against the edge of her desk, close enough for her to smell his cologne-clean, masculine, a little dangerous. For a moment, neither of them spoke. The silence stretched, thick with something unspoken. "I've noticed you," he said, eyes locked on hers. "Late nights. Perfect work. Always composed." Maya's breath caught. "Thank you..." "I wonder," he murmured, leaning closer, "if you ever let go." Her body froze-except her heart, which raced like a drum. When he reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek, she didn't move away. She didn't want to. And when his lips hovered near hers-so close they barely touched-she whispered, "Maybe I just needed the right reason." He smiled, slow and wicked. "Then let me be your reason.

The Hollow Beneath is a dark fantasy romance about a girl who was never meant to survive - and the boy who loved her anyway. In a forgotten village cloaked in secrets and shadows, Lena unearths a magic that was hidden - and a past that was stolen. As the Hollow creeps closer, and her identity begins to unravel, the bond between her and Callum becomes the only thing left to hold back the dark. But not even love can stop what's coming. 🔥 13+ | Supernatural Romance | Heartache, Magic, Sacrifice Read if you love: 🖤 Tragic love stories 🕯️ Hidden magic & ancient curses 💔 Slow-burn with emotional depth ⚔️ Betrayal, heartbreak, and soul-crushing choices