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"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪." "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚. 𝙀𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮." 𝚜: 𝟶𝟾-𝟶𝟼-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻 𝚎: -

Story of a 14 year old girl who fell in love with her 24 year old cousin. But he hated her very much.

Sherry Miller has loved Dylan Edward for as long as she can remember. Their futures were sealed the day they were born-an arranged marriage meant to unite two powerful families. While others saw obligation, Sherry saw destiny. Dylan was always hers....or so she believed. But Dylan never wanted the life chosen for him. His heart always belongs to another woman, and the closer the wedding approaches, the more trapped he feels by the promise made long before he could speak his own name. To Sherry, Dylan is the love of her life. To Dylan, she is the life he never chose. Caught between duty and desire, heartbreak and hope, their marriage may bind their names together.....but it cannot force Dylan to give Sherry the one thing she wants most. His love.

She fell in love with him in 11th class. He never knew. Years passed, but her feelings never changed. What started as a silent love slowly became a story of waiting, growth, and destiny. Will time bring them together again, or will some love stories remain unfinished? A story about one-sided love, patience, and finding the right person at the right time.

"Kuch rishton ki shuruaat milne se nahi, ek chhoti si notification se hoti hai... Aur kabhi-kabhi ek simple 'Hi' bhi kisiki taqdeer likh deta hai." This is not just a story- this is based on my life...related my story. I am , Anaya singh and I have never met Advocate Rishabh Vashist in real life. But from the moment I saw him on social media, something changed. I don't know why or how, but I started liking him-unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. I sent him a friend request, but he never accepted. Still, I didn't stop. Every few days, I tried again, hoping that one day he would notice me. I even made another ID just to try my luck. And then, finally, one day, my persistence paid off-he accepted my request on Snapchat. But now, a new challenge began-how do I start a conversation without making it obvious that I had been waiting for this moment for months? I found the perfect excuse-my friend wanted to start an NGO, and I needed legal advice. So, I messaged him, pretending it was just about work. What followed was a conversation filled with unexpected laughter, playful banter, and stolen moments that meant everything to me. I don't know where this journey will lead me, whether Rishabh will ever see me the way I see him. But one thing is certain-this story is still unfolding, and I am writing it as it happens. "From DMs to Destiny" is not just a tale; it's my reality. A reality where I am chasing an unseen bond, a silent love, and a hope that maybe, just maybe, destiny will take my story forward.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬... 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧." She loved him when she was too young to understand what love meant. He rejected her when he was too guarded to feel anything at all. On her eighteenth birthday, she confessed her heart to the man she had loved for years-her brother's best friend. His rejection was cold. Precise. Unforgettable. "You're not the girl I desire." Five years later, fate brings them face to face again-not as a girl with a foolish crush, but as a woman ready for marriage... to someone else. This time, he doesn't return to reject her. He returns to marry her. She no longer asks for his love. She no longer waits to be chosen. Yet his sudden yes feels more dangerous than his past rejection ever did. Once, she begged him to see her. Now he claims her without love. And she fears that becoming his wife will hurt far more than the day he told her she was not the girl he desired.

Once a name whispered with admiration, Naira Singhania now lives in quiet corners of Mumbai - away from the noise, the judgments, and the past that never truly let her go. A former Goenka bahu turned outcast, her world turned upside down after being wrongly blamed for her brother-in-law's death. Her divorce from Kartik Goenka, now dating the minister's egoistic daughter Neha Khanna, broke more than just a relationship - it broke her spirit. But she didn't break completely. Destiny takes a surprising turn when Naira is selected as the official physiotherapist for Team India. There, amidst the roaring stadiums and glittering limelight, she crosses paths with Shubman Gill, the rising star of Indian cricket, known not just for his game but for the quiet intensity in his eyes. With him, her world doesn't feel like a battlefield anymore. But love, in her life, has never arrived unannounced or uncomplicated. Abhishek Sharma, her closest friend and teammate to Shubman, silently battles his own feelings for Naira. Torn between friendship, love, and loyalty, he watches the two souls drift closer while his own heart remains hidden in the shadows. And as if the past hadn't done enough damage, the present begins to threaten Naira again. A media circus. A leaked video. Public disgrace. Family names dragged into dirt. Kartik's ego, Neha's manipulation, and a nation watching every move, Naira must rise from the ashes all over again. But this time, she's not alone. Between whispered rooftop promises, heartfelt press conferences, bittersweet family ties, and quiet emotional breakdowns - Naira will learn to fight, to heal, and maybe to love again. "Phir Ek Baar Dil Ke Kareeb" isn't just a story. It's about second chances, forgotten friendships, broken hearts, and the courage it takes to trust again. Because sometimes, the heart finds its way back, phir ek baar, dil ke kareeb. BOOK 1 IN HIS LOVE SERIES

තමන්ගේ පලිගැනීම සම්පූර්ණ කරගැනීමට නැවත අහිංසකයෙක් බිලි ගැනීමට පැමිණි ඇයගේ හා ඔහුගේ ජීවිත කතාව ධෛවය කෙසේ විසදාවිද...!!! " #horror #bl #short story #malepregnancy #18+ #one side love #sinhalabl #happy ending

- in which Sitara Kashyap loves Aagney Vishwanathan in silence, leaves to forget, and returns only to realize he was never meant to be forgotten. -

𝑲𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝑼𝒅𝒂𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒓. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆. 𝑻𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅-𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉-𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒐𝒐.

Some promises are written long before we understand them.🫀 Eshal and her cousin have grown up under the same roof, sharing laughter, arguments, and countless memories. To her, he is simply family. But he has been carrying a secret for years. A childhood nikah, witnessed by their family and forgotten by everyone except him, has already tied their destinies together. As the past slowly unfolds, Eshal must face a truth that could change everything she believes about love, family, and fate.🍁 Will she accept the bond that was written long before she knew, or will destiny test them both? A modest Muslim romance about faith, family, hidden promises, and a love written by Allah long before their hearts understood it.🌷

"In the underworld, love isn't confessed... it's carved in blood." Two empires. One obsession. Countless bodies. She was born into the darkness but refuses to let it define her. Strong, fearless, and impossible to control, she has spent her life surviving a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal is a death sentence. Then he saw her. The ruthless heir to the most feared mafia empire. A man whose hands are stained with blood, whose heart is colder than death itself, and whose obsession knows no limits. He doesn't fall in love. He marks what belongs to him. From that moment on, her name was written beside his destiny-in blood. Every glance became a promise. Every escape became a chase. Every person standing between them became another grave. As rival mafia families prepare for war, hidden betrayals come to light, and the underworld burns beneath the weight of greed and revenge, one truth remains unchanged: He would rather set the world on fire than watch her belong to someone else. This isn't a fairytale. It's an obsession forged in blood, sealed by violence, and destined to leave scars that neither love nor time can heal.

"Took you long enough, dumbass." Pushing herself off the wall, she crossed the short distance between them with her usual heavy stride. Kris muttered, rubbing the back of their neck. "Had to wait until everyone was asleep." "Yeah, yeah." Susie rolled her eyes. "C'mon." - After Chapter 4, Kris sneaks out at night to meet Susie, expecting nothing more than a quiet hangout by the lake. But as the night goes on, the line between friendship and something more begins to blur. <> An ongoing fanfic that I posted up on ao3 and I am deciding to post up here as well ;D (cover art by gieoki on Tumblr)

~ A Fictionalized Memoir ♫¸¸ 𝓞𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 , 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮 ...𝓦𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓼 𝓫𝔂 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓮 𝓼𝓴𝔂 𝓢𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓘 𝓭𝓲𝓮 ¸¸♪ ~Conan Gray "Heather" .......... There are stories that begin with a confession. This isn't one of them. Some stories are written in glances that linger a second too long, in words that never make it past trembling lips, in late nights where the moon becomes the only witness to everything left unsaid. They live between pages that were never meant to be read and memories that refuse to fade, no matter how much time passes. There are moments that never truly end. They simply echo-quietly, endlessly-until they become a part of who we are..... Perhaps this is a story about waiting. Perhaps it's about losing something that was never yours to lose. Or perhaps it's simply about learning that not every heartbeat is meant to be heard by the one it beats for. Some names become prayers. Some memories become prisons. And some people leave without ever knowing they were someone's entire world. Every moment carries the weight of a thousand what ifs, every silence hides a conversation that never happened, and every second asks the same question... How far can a heart go before it learns that love, no matter how pure, isn't always enough? ......

Family and friends is the most beautiful word in the world.. but what is family love faded as the time passes and friend became the stranger....and that stranger become crush.... The first crush....huhhhhh everyone has a crush but the first crush.....that is always soo special... this is also a story of a girl who has a crush on her father's friend's son...... Is it just a one-sided. Does he ever notice her ... Or she is just a kiddo for him.... Let see what happens.🩵⭐🩵

Hong Hong-er has grown into Giyu Tomioka. Slaying demons by night, searching for his beloved by day. The hashira think his loyalty lies with the demon slayer corps, but not even death will stop his unwavering devotion to his highness. TW: Swearing Spoilers One sided giyushino Mild gore boy x boy May be slow updates

"Do you really think I care biwiji?" My head snapped in his direction. I can't express how much I hate this nickname given by him. He couldn't stop calling me by this name knowing how much it annoys me. He stepped forward in my direction. I didn't dare to move from my place because he doesn't have any effect on me. He might seem intimidating to others but to me he is nothing. He stood close to me-really close that it burned my skin from repulsion. I hate it. I hate him so much. Suddenly he lifted his hands to push away the curls from my face. It made my heart twist up in disgust. He leaned closer to my face, "You can love any man you want. But I am the only man you will hate and I am living to return the hate back. Unlike your dead boyfriend you love- " his words died before he could complete. Slap. My right hand met his left cheek with a harsh smash. I controlled the tears threatening in my eyes. He wasn't shocked by my slap. "I won't hear a word against my boyfriend from your disgusting mouth. At least have some humanity before speaking about a person who is dead," I hissed furiously at him while pointing my finger. Instantly he grabbed my wrist and twisted it behind my back. He pulled my body flushed against it before I could react. I wiggle under his grip. Fuck his man. "Let's put my disgusting mouth to some work," he whispered before he leaned closer to my lips. Book started on : 20th July 2026 Book ended on :

මම පොරොන්දු වෙනවා ඊලග ආත්මෙ ඔයාගේම වෙන්න. (දෙව්ලි) මම පොරොන්දු වෙනවා ඊලග පාර හැමෝටම කලින් ඉස්සර වෙනවා කියලා. (රං) මම පොරොන්දු වෙනවා මේ ආත්මෙ විතරක් නෙමෙයි හැම ආත්මෙකම ඔයාව පරිස්සම් කරනවා කියලා. (දීව්) . . මං ඔයාගෙන් අහන්නෙ මෙච්චරයි... ඇයි එහෙම කරේ... පලිගන්න, මම උබේ අයියට වෛර කරනවා... ඌ විදවනවා බලන්නයි මට ඕන උනේ... මට ඕන විදියටම ඌ ඕනාවටත් වඩා දැන් විදවනවා. ඔයාට අමතක උනා මේ පලිගැනිමෙන් අයියා විතරක් නෙමෙයි උබට පණ වගේ ආදරේ කරන මාත් විදවනවා කියලා... හැමදේම මට ඕන විදියට උනත් ඇයි මට හිස් හැගිමක් දැනෙන්නෙ... කොහොමත් මට කොල්ලෙක්ට ලව් කරන්න තරම් ගැණු අහෙනියක් නැහැ. සිහියට වරෙන් අරු මට කරපු දේට ඌට ඇඩෙන්නම රිටන් එක දුන්නා. අදින් ඒ හැම දේම ඉවරයි... #Bl story #Happy ending #18+ #boy×boy #boy×girl Amasha Weerasingha. 𝓝𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓾 🐸🍃 Start date - 2026/07/09 END date -

Veer Malhotra and Mayura Oberoi were never meant to cross paths, yet destiny had other plans. He was a man who had stopped believing in love after experiencing heartbreak, while she was a girl who loved silently despite knowing that her fragile heart might not give her forever. Powerful, ambitious, and feared by many, they ruled their own worlds like kings and queens of rival empires. What began as friendship slowly turned into a bond neither of them could explain. Between endless arguments, unspoken feelings, shared dreams, and countless sacrifices, they became each other's greatest strength and deepest weakness. While Veer was trying to heal from his past, Mayura was secretly fighting a battle against time itself. As their hearts grew closer, fate grew crueler. Dreams turned into memories, promises into regrets, and love into pain. In the end, they learned that sometimes love is not enough to defeat destiny. Their story wasn't remembered because it lasted forever-it was remembered because it left behind a heartbreak that neither time nor death could erase.

Eunoia never expected her kindness toward Mafioso to become something more in her heart. Every conversation, every smile, and every moment they spend together only makes her feelings grow stronger. But love isn't always returned. As Eunoia struggles with her unspoken feelings, she begins to realize that some people come into our lives not to be ours, but to change us. Caught between hope and acceptance, she must decide whether to hold onto her feelings or let them go and treasure the memories they created together. A story about unrequited love, friendship, and learning that not every affection receives an answer. Headcanons: • Eunoia is a straight ally and uses she/her pronouns. • Mafioso is bisexual, polygamous, and uses he/him pronouns. • This story is a one-sided ShopDebt (Eunoia x Mafioso) fanfic.