Mysteriousromance Stories

❝It's never or forever❞ ❝I want us to be forever❞ ❝Cause maybe FOREVER was never meant to be us❞ What will happen when his-Thyme Paramaanantra's only light of his life returns? But what if someone is trying to kill her? Will they-f4 be able to save her? Read to find out more💫 Thyme x OC (Own Character)

Will the daughter of evil and darkness forgive her family? Or be swept up by a boy just as haunted? This girl is no damsel, after all, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree... As with most mistakes, Kiara was a burden the Evil Queen never wanted to entertain. The princess knew well her mother only kept her around as a lackey at best, at worst, 'snows cousin' just had to keep out of sight. Regina kept from Kiara the truth of her father. The Queen feared little, but one thing she did fear, were the consequences of Kiara finding him. Neverland offered something nothing else could, an escape from the prison that was her dreary life. Any time she slept, she escaped. A boy named Peter had the same dreams. Though he was the only one clever enough to get there when he grew to seventeen. His cunning and deception assured his long, unaging life in the magical realm, but as with all deals, it came with a price. One that he was sure wouldn't come back to haunt him. But, not all stories are so forgiving. "Kiara, meaning light," he shot the girl a small smile, and her spirits lifted slightly. His features quickly turned precarious, "or dark," his now menacing gaze pierced hers and Kiaras stomach flipped, "depending on the context." He finished. He took a step closer, studying her like she was some sort of priceless artifact. Kiara froze, her stature proud and stoic even as her gaze trained on the rocky cliff face behind the boy. Her heart thumped quickly. She was frightened of him. His voice was soft yet laced with passive aggression - oddly enthralling at the proximity. But she definitely couldn't think of that. His mouth curved upwards into a curious smirk as those bright forest eyes finally met hers. "so which fits you?" *In this adaptation Peter Pan is NOT Rumplestiltskins father, but a boy with his own story-its a good one too.* #7 in EVIL #1 in OUATPETERPAN #1 in DARK ONE *Updated frequently!

"Say it again! Tell me what you want?" "ඔ..ඔයාව..." "Do you understand what that means? If you choose me,there's no stepping back from it." "I already chose you." "Then don't look away..." . "You choose this! And I don't let go of what's mine." _ _ _ _ Bound by fate, Held by love. බිඳී ගිය අතීතයක අතීතාවශේෂ මතින් ගොඩ නැඟි, 🐺 භස්ම ගිරි

I have lived this day ninety-nine times. Every morning, the same bell rings. The same classes begin. The same people smile. And every afternoon, the girl I've loved through ninety-nine tomorrows that never came is rejected by someone else. On the hundredth time... I stopped watching.

The first time she called him "Daddy," Kim Taehyung almost dropped the glass in his hand. Not because he was offended. Because she had never called him that before. She had always smiled and whispered, "Taehyung." Always. Until the accident. Now she hid behind him whenever strangers came near, hugged a worn-out stuffed rabbit to her chest, and looked at the ruthless man feared by all of Seoul with wide, frightened eyes. "Daddy... they're scary." The boardroom fell silent. Executives who had witnessed Kim Taehyung destroy billion-dollar companies without blinking watched him kneel before his trembling wife. "It's okay," he murmured softly. "No one's going to hurt you." No one dared breathe. The man who could reduce powerful rivals to tears was carefully tying the ribbon in his wife's hair because she insisted it was "too loose." Doctors called it trauma-induced age regression. They said she was emotionally trapped in childhood. They told him she might never come back. So Taehyung did the impossible. He became her protector, her safe place, the steady presence she reached for whenever fear took over. If reading bedtime stories calmed her, he read them. If she refused to sleep without the hallway light on, he left it glowing every night. If she cried over spilled juice, he cleaned it up without complaint. He would wait forever if it meant getting his wife back. But every night, after he had tucked her into bed and whispered goodnight... She opened her eyes. The fear vanished. The tears disappeared. And the innocent little smile faded into something far older. She remembered. Every. Single. Thing. Including the face of the person who murdered her family. And she knew one terrifying truth. If Kim Taehyung discovered she had been pretending all this time... that would be the end.

A Master Chef. Champion among those whose kingdom reigns within even the most opulent kitchens. An assassin with an unmatched skill of eliminating his assignments with no more than a perfect pinch of spices... I invite You to the world of Rasalas Alistair. He's the perfect assassin. Prefectly precise. Perfectly annonymous. Prefectly... lonely. He used to lead a good life. A life full of fun times, good vibes, and trust in others' good intentions. That trust evaporated faster than the scents of spices added to his targets' meals. Not nearly as much because of the loss of his parents, but because of the betrayal of the woman to whome he chose to reveal his identity. This story was inspired by the wonderfully talented Can Yaman. By his talent, by his eyes, by his heart... I invite You to BOOK VI of the Alistair siblings saga. Head over to 'THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON', 'TASK FORCE ONE', 'THE HIDDEN MERIT OF WEAKNESS', 'MOUNTAIN DEEP', and 'Spiteful Charades' available on Amazon to find out how it all started, how there's seven siblings, and why it all matters. The mystery continues... JK🖋

The last thing Kiran Sehgal filmed before he died was eleven minutes of running. The official report called it a heart attack. Maya Choudhary calls it a story. She arrives in Kasol with a cover assignment and a second investigation she hasn't told anyone about - because the same network that killed Kiran may have taken the person she loves most. What she doesn't expect is the man already waiting at the edge of the forest. Watching the same darkness she came to find. Abhi has been in Kasol for two years. He knows what moves through these trees at night. And he has been waiting, alone, for someone incapable of looking away. Some secrets are worth dying for. Some people are worth dying beside.

Agent Joshua Vicar is top in his field at the Bureau of Transmigration Assimilation and Protection, or "BTAP." When he comes across a case that he can't figure out, Agent Vicar reaches out to Professor Eddie Jones, an expert in Transmigrant Behavior Studies. But can the professor keep her secrets hidden from the man who built his career on uncovering them?

Every night at exactly 11:11 PM, her phone rings from a private number. He never tells her his name. She never asks. Somewhere between late-night conversations, shared laughter, and silent tears, a stranger becomes the safest place she has ever known. Then one morning, she lands the internship of her dreams. Her new boss? Park Jimin. Cold. Perfectionist. Completely different from the warm voice she waits for every night. But secrets don't stay hidden forever.

She never expected him to be her stepbrother... He never expected her to awaken something he shouldn't feel. Aria Miller and Asher Harrison share a past no one knows-and a desire that's forbidden by every rule. Every stolen glance. Every unspoken word. Every secret... threatens to ignite a fire neither can control. 💔 Step-sibling. Forbidden attraction. A hidden past. 💌 How far will they go before the truth destroys them-or sets them free? Follow now... if you dare to uncover the secret that could change everything.

"𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙧𝙚."

At nineteen, Aaliyah's life changes forever after a devastating car crash leaves her in a coma for three months. When she returns to uni, nothing is the same-not her friends, not her life, and definitely not Jayden Carter. For three years, Jayden has been her biggest bully. Cocky, charming, and known for breaking hearts, he's the last person she'd ever expect to see chasing after her. But the more he tries to prove he's changed, the harder it becomes to ignore the chemistry between them. She knows he's trouble. He knows she hates him. Maybe that's exactly why he can't stay away.

I spent years running from the past. Then it walked back into my life wearing a tailored suit and a familiar smile. Vivaan Oberoi was my first friend, my first heartbreak, and the last person I wanted to see again. A temporary arrangement should have been simple. It wasn't. Not when old feelings refused to die. Not when secrets lurked beneath every answer. And definitely not when the truth threatened to destroy everything. Including us. In this story, love, revenge and truth are all mixed together... and sometimes the person you hate the most is the only one who never left you.

Krishika Sharma was just a writer. She believed in fictional men - the kind who never leave, never betray, never choose someone else. So she wrote him. Tall. Quiet. Dangerous. The kind of love that doesn't ask - it takes. One night, half joking, half desperate, Krishika typed - "If someone like you exists... prove it." At 2:17 A.M., her room grew cold. The lights flickered. And beneath her words, new ones appeared. "I do not need to prove myself, Angle." He is not human. He is not safe. And he has waited far too long. Because jinn do not love gently. They choose once. And they never un choose.

A princess realises love isn't what it's meant out to be. Especially after her dream husband-to-be cheats on her on their wedding day. She turns herslef into a warrior princess who needs to ne man to rule, but after some drama starts and chaos unravels she must save her sister from the Fae realm before it's too late.

The cross hangs low on his neck, taunting me. I watch him as he clenches his fist, as though his restraint could snap at any minute. His eyes are shut tightly and there's a slight furrow on his brow I grind slightly on his lap and he lets out a low groan and for a moment, I can see clearly what I want. I want Elias Grayson to beg me. I want this facetious and ridiculously poised man, who feigns to be above worldly pleaure, to get on his knees and beg me to touch him. -☆- The idea that God does not differentiate is a myth. Set in a rigid, high-end school where money and power rule everything, a podcast rattled the grace of many. Disguised under the name of God, it revealed the true colors of Valemont High. The darkness hidden beneath the cloak was stripped bare for all to see. And as its views skyrocketed, the demand to unmask this "god" became more and more outrageous.

"She's just late." That's what Vardan tells himself the morning after Arvika dies. Because accepting her death would mean accepting that the love of his life is gone forever and his heart refuses to survive that truth. But grief becomes dangerous when unanswered questions begin to surface. A broken bracelet. Bruises on her wrist. Missing pages from her journal. And one deleted call from the last person Arvika spoke to before she died her best friend, Prisha. As Vardan spirals deeper into mourning, denial, and obsession, he realizes Arvika's death was never just an accident. Somewhere between love and possession, someone crossed a line they could never return from. "The Absence of Her" is a heartbreaking psychological romance wrapped inside a murder mystery about grief, yearning, betrayal, and the terrifying things people do when they cannot let go. Because sometimes love does not end with goodbye. Sometimes it ends with guilt.

Seorang pria bernama Kai Morrison menjalani honeymoon keliling dunia selama 365 hari bersama istrinya, Maita. Setiap hari menghadirkan negara baru. Setiap hari menghadirkan pengalaman baru. Dan entah bagaimana... setiap malam menghadirkan wanita baru. Awalnya Kai mengira ini akan menjadi perjalanan romantis impiannya. Sampai ia menyadari bahwa Maita telah menyiapkan jadwal yang sangat, sangat, sangat terorganisir. Kini Kai hanya memiliki satu tujuan: Bertahan sampai Day 366. *** Catatan Author : Jika Anda mulai lelah... Hentikan sejenak. Jangan dilanjutkan. Minum air putih. Istirahat yang cukup. Kai juga sedang berusaha melakukan hal yang sama. Jika Anda mulai muak. Jika Anda mulai bingung. Jika Anda mulai mempertanyakan kewarasan para tokoh dan author ... Silakan langsung menuju Day 367. Semua jawaban ada di sana. Dan jika kisah ini masih on-going... Berhentilah membaca sejenak. Berharaplah Day 367 segera tiba. Percayalah. Kai juga menginginkan hal yang sama. *** Warning Novel ini tidak direkomendasikan oleh: - tenaga medis, - psikolog, - ahli manajemen waktu, - maupun orang waras. Baca dengan risiko sendiri.

༄˖°.🪐.ೃ࿔*:･ In 1947, Avery "Vera" Sage Mendoza vanished, leaving behind only one explanation: A dragonfly. After a mysterious dragonfly bit Vera during a failed experiment, her life fractured across time, dimensions, and realities. Haunted by grief, hunted by fate, and slowly manipulated by something far darker than magic itself, Vera became trapped in worlds that were never meant to know she existed. No body was ever found. No official records could fully explain her disappearance. To most people, Avery Sage Mendoza became nothing more than a forgotten woman occasionally mentioned beside names like Peggy Carter and Howard Stark - a quiet figure hidden in the background of history. But history never truly forgot her. From war-torn Brooklyn beside Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers, and Bucky Barnes... to distant realms, collapsing timelines, and realities beyond comprehension, Vera's journey became a story of love, loss, memory, and survival. And through it all, one terrifying question followed her: What if the thing guiding her through time was never trying to save her at all? ༄˖°.🪐.ೃ࿔*:･ James Buchanan Barnes x Fem!OC ༄˖°.🪐.ೃ࿔*:･ First Draft: 19th of May, 2026 Started: 23rd of May, 2026 Finished: Serious note: Very slow update.

​I thought I was completely alone when my world fell apart, but every time I stumbled into the dark, an invisible hand was there to guide me back to the light. Now, as the toxic ghost of my past returns to destroy my new life, my secret guardian is finally forced out of the shadow-and I am about to realize that the love I was desperately searching for had been watching over me all along