Истории Morallygrey

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

"The sweet beginnings that lead to bitter ends." . . . The room was suffocatingly still. He leaned against the mahogany desk, cleaning a small, surgical blade with a silk handkerchief. "Sit," he commanded, not looking up. She stayed rooted to the spot, her voice barely a whisper. "I want to go home." He stopped moving. The silence stretched until he was standing directly in front of her, the scent of rain and gunpowder clinging to his coat. He tilted her chin up with the cold tip of the blade. "This is your home now," he murmured, his eyes devoid of any warmth. "Your so called family are safe only as long as you are mine. Look at me." She forced her eyes to meet his. "Good," he smiled, a sharp, empty expression. "I don't want a wife. I want a doll that stays where I put it. Don't break, little one. I hate making repairs." . . . ​#darkromance #hiddenidentity #orphan #assassin #betrayal #slowburn #indianromance #possessive #secrets

First time doing this, so bear with me. The description is awful, but it's a somewhat futuristic, sci-fi story, vigilante shit and all that. Exploring the idea of "heroes" and "villains" and moral grey-ness. Astoria is a super/enhanced person, basically shapeshifter. The storyline will introduce other vigilantes who play their own hero or villain role, despite her insistence that they don't exist.

Grandmothers always offered the same warning when telling the sailors' tales: «If the sea whispers a tune at night, do not look. For the darkness seeks a face.» For years, no one believed such stories anymore. But that night, just beyond the shore, the sea truly began to hum. In the middle of a distant ocean lies a hidden island where various races have lived in peace and harmony for centuries, shielded from the outside world. But one night, the tranquil life of this secluded paradise is shattered when a mysterious ship docks at the island's fishing harbor, altering the fate of its inhabitants forever. The strangers who arrive bring not only fear and chaos but also unearth long-buried secrets hidden deep within the island. As the peaceful lives of the islanders are suddenly thrown into turmoil, they must confront the dark forces that accompany this enigmatic vessel. Suspended between the shadows of the past and the uncertainties of the future, the island's people fight to protect their home from the dangers lurking at every corner. In this suspenseful story, the secrets of both the island and its inhabitants will be revealed. As it becomes unclear who is friend and who is enemy, readers will be dragged into an unforgettable adventure. "Battle of the Shadows" will keep the tension and excitement at its peak on every page.

Wren is the Hollow Order's deadliest assassin and has spent her life killing on command, loyal to the cruel man who saved her, feared by everyone else. Wren is sent to hunt down a girl claiming to be the last heir of a ruined bloodline. But when a mission in the ruins of a dead kingdom goes wrong, she collides with the one person she was never supposed to touch. Kaelen Solaris, the crown prince, enemy, and the one person who might know what she is. When their hands touch, something ancient awakens. A bond neither of them asked for. A truth neither of them is ready to face. Because Wren isn't just hunting the last of House Vothric. She is the last of House Vothric. And when a power she can't control and a past soaked in blood break free, it won't just destroy her. It will tear the world open with her.

In a world where people vanish without a trace, one name is spoken in fear... Aarya Sen. To traffickers, she is not a hunter. She is the end. Years ago, her younger brother was taken by a human trafficking network that thrived in the shadows of power and silence. By the time she found him, it was too late. That day, Aarya died. What rose in her place became something far more dangerous. Now leading a covert unit known as Umbra, she wages a ruthless war against the system that failed countless lives. They strike without warning, dismantling trafficking rings from within and rescuing those the world has already forgotten. They don't negotiate. They don't forgive. They don't stop. But this is more than a mission. It's revenge. As Aarya closes in on the man responsible for her brother's fate, she uncovers a truth far more terrifying, a system designed to survive, no matter how many lives it destroys. Taking it down won't just cost blood. It will cost everything. Because Aarya is no hero. She is no savior. She is the consequence. And this time... Umbra isn't just coming for the guilty. It's coming for the system itself.

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Kaighlee is like everybody else...at least she tells herself that. When Kaighlee turns seventeen it happens more often than ever, waking up to the four elements embracing her; her bedroom shrouded in wild flames, her body floating atop a layer of water pulsing through her bedroom, strong winds racing between her bedroom walls and plants and vines curling around her bedposts. She isn't like everyone else. When her flames one day kill her parents a wise man appears, claiming that Kaighlee is The Missing Piece. Inspired by: Fate; the wings saga, Marvel's Scarlet Witch, Heartless and Stephanie Garber's; Legendary

This was never love-it was obsession, raw and unforgiving. And no matter how much it ruins them, neither of them can walk away.

This is not your typical love story 😌 There's no perfect hero. No innocent love. And definitely no easy ending. Just two people- full of ego, secrets, and emotions they don't understand. What starts as something simple quickly turns into something dangerous... something addictive... something they can't walk away from. And trust me- once you enter their world, there's no going back 😈 So if you're ready for slow-burn tension, unexpected twists, and emotional damage... Welcome to the story. 🖤

He lost everything the day she walked away. Now he's here to collect. This is not just a love story. It is a story of obsession and the debt of a decade. Ten years ago, Hana chose money and security over love, leaving Luka behind as an ordinary worker with no future to offer her. Now he is back. But the boy she knew is gone, replaced by a man who can buy anything he wants - including the villa she calls home, the life she built, and the marriage she thought would secure her future. Luka didn't come back for forgiveness. He came back for what he lost. Forced under the same roof with him, Hana quickly realizes this is not a reunion - it is a return of everything she tried to leave behind. A wooden horse. A field of lavender. A childhood promise. Some things don't end. They wait. And now, she will remember.

--- A missing college student. A café that hides more than it serves. A police officer who refuses to back down. When Sub-Inspector Arjun Mehra walks into an upscale café investigating a disappearance, he doesn't expect to clash with its cold, powerful young owner. What starts as a public confrontation turns into something far more dangerous - a battle of pride, control, and obsession. In a world where influence bends rules and fear keeps people silent, Arjun stands his ground. And Kabir Rathore has never been challenged like this before. --- It will be updated every ✨️FRIDAYS✨️ 😉👍

"The Halo did not fall by accident." On the night the sky shattered, something ancient chose her. At an academy built from the bones of divine ruin, power is currency-and weakness is fatal. Veyloria was never meant to belong here... until the thing beneath her skin began to wake. A fragment of the Halo. Alive. Watching. Wanting. It answers to her fear. It feeds on her fractures. And when her control slips, the world bends to its will. But power like hers doesn't go unnoticed. Rivals circle closer. Secrets tighten like a noose. And Damon-the one person she should never trust-seems drawn to her in ways that feel less like coincidence... and more like fate unraveling. Because the closer he gets, the more dangerous she becomes. And the more she wants him anyway. As deadly trials push her to the edge of herself, Veyloria must decide if she can master the force inside her... or surrender to it completely. Because devotion isn't gentle. It consumes. It marks. It claims. And some truths were never meant to survive the light.

Asa is dying. Again. But this time, she plans to take a few people along with her. _ With compelling characters, broken friendships, and complicated romances, LIVING AS THE DEAD is a mystery thriller full of deception, duplicity, and misdirection. It will make your heart race, your toes curl, and your mind whirl with deadly secrets, dark truths, and the innate need to escape a poisonous paradise.

In a palace where silence is obedience and perfection is survival, Kabir exists as a shadow- an Indian servant who is anything but ordinary, a spy trained to observe, calculate, and disappear within the system that was never meant to see him as human. But the moment he catches the attention of Julien, a sharp-minded British official who notices what others overlook, the careful balance begins to fracture. Suspicion turns into fascination, and their quiet battle of control slowly shifts into something far more dangerous-recognition. Meanwhile, in the same suffocating corridors, Sarat- another spy who survives through humor, masking fear with laughter and rebellion with charm, until he crosses paths with Edric, a calm and unreadable figure who speaks in silences and watches like he already knows the ending. Where Sarat is chaos, Edric is control-and yet, against all logic, they begin to understand each other. As secrets tighten and loyalties blur, both pairs find themselves trapped in a system built to erase individuality, where every connection is a risk and every emotion a weakness. Because in a place like this, love is not freedom-it is treason.

In the heart of Liorhaven, Starkeep tower holds more than luxury-it holds secrets. Lucien Virel is a man who gets what he wants. Power, wealth, control-none have ever failed him. Until a woman he's known for less than two hours leaves him questioning everything. Edmund Hale spent his life building a home within these walls- a dream once shared with his wife. Now a widower, he clings to routine, carrying the weight of a love that never truly left. Set in the world of When The Flame Awakens, this short story explores loyalty versus desire, hidden fractures, and the lingering ache of love after loss.

The Virel existed long before humans built cities or named the sky. They were not myths. Not legends. Just older. Stronger. Born with power running through their veins like a second pulse. Among them stands Arya Ashen. She does not bend easily. She was trained to endure pressure without breaking, to hold her ground when others fall. She is not loud power. She is contained power. But not all power is meant to be contained. Some strength does not come from discipline. It comes from letting go. Many fear it. Many want it. Some are willing to bleed for it. At the masquerade, beneath gold chandeliers and masked smiles, blood stains the stone, and someone stops her before she can move. It is not something you wield. It does not obey. It does not belong to the careful. It chooses. And when it does, something always breaks sometimes the one who thought they were unbreakable.

Advay Rajvansh does not love. He controls. A man shaped by silence, violence, and calculated restraint, Advay Rajvansh is feared not for what he does-but for how calmly he does it. Touch is forbidden. Trust is nonexistent. Every bond he forms is a strategy, every move a consequence waiting to happen. Aastha Singhania learned early that perfection is a performance. Raised in a home that smiled for the world while breaking in private, she became her own shelter-and the shield of her younger sister. She does not crave protection. She is protection. Emotions are leverage, and she refuses to be used. When a rejected encounter resurfaces as a forced marriage, two control freaks are bound together-each believing they are using the other. Aastha Singhania thinks she is nothing more than a pawn in Advay Rajvansh's war. Advay Rajvansh lets her believe it. But power recognizes power. As secrets unfold and perspectives shift, the man readers are meant to hate fractures under quiet truths, while the woman assumed to be controlled proves herself just as dangerous. And hidden behind kindness and trust stands someone neither of them ever questioned-someone they would die for... and kill for. Because monsters don't always roar. Some of them smile. A tale of possession and ruin.

She died saving someone else.... The next moment...she opened her eyes in a world that shouldn't exist..... A sky too blue..... A moon that never moves.... And beauty that feels... dangerous.... In this world, humans don't belong. Vampires rule... Creatures hide behind perfect faces. And one mistake can cost a life.... Grin doesn't panic.... She doesn't cry.... She smiles.... But when she meets Lucas....the crown prince with two completely different sides everything starts to change.... One side looks at her like she's nothing..... The other... like she's the only thing that matters.... In a world where monsters wear beauty like a mask the real question is... Who is the real monster?

Book One in The Dove Theory Series Iryna Yakovenko has spent years burying the past, surviving by pretending to be normal. But the past remembers. The Shepherds-the monsters who stole her childhood-know where she is. And one by one, they are coming for her. But Iryna is no longer their Dove. She is something else. Under the guidance of the enigmatic Dr. Iveline Noćeska, she begins to understand the truth of what she's becoming- that vengeance is not survival. It's transformation. Vengeance is an art. And she was born to paint in blood.