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एक आम मोहरे की सिर्फ एक चाल और पूरा खेल समाप्त...!! ???? A/N- I don't own the characters but, I own this story, so don't try to copy the concept, scenes and dialogues. Cover credit: @anuseenaxhearts

This story begins where another ends-with a death. Love doesn't bloom here in innocence; it ignites in the ashes of loss. Virat Singh Bedi, Ritu Singhania, and Heer Singhania are caught in a web of fate so twisted, it refuses to be unraveled. Virat and Ritu were in love, on the brink of becoming one-until tragedy struck. On the night of their engagement, Ritu is ruthlessly murdered. Her killer remains a ghost, but Virat-fierce in love, relentless in revenge-sets his soul ablaze to uncover the truth. In his hunt for vengeance, Virat storms into Heer's life-Ritu's sister-and she becomes collateral in a war she never chose. Their marriage is forced, stitched together by grief and secrets. Yet somehow, love finds a way to creep in. But fate is a cruel mistress-it never lets lovers rest. Not all players are visible. Some puppeteers remain in the shadows, twisting the game moment by moment. In this world of shifting loyalties and deadly truths, the price of love is blood-and survival is never promised. So step into this murderous season of love-where hearts collide, secrets kill, and only the dead stay loyal.

Imonie has been educated to understand one truth; destiny is decided the moment you are born. Whether you carry magic in your veins, determines your worth, your future and your place in the world. Imonie is a royal princess of Magistque, not Urblan, if she were to be in the unmagical lands she would hold an overwhelming advantage. But she wishes to not leave. Crossing the borders on her parent's desire ultimately means abandoning the throne of the most powerful realm.

I lost myself somewhere between space and time. I repeated my name over and over, refusing to leave myself behind. But the more I decintigrated, the more of myself I lost, until everything, my name, Timmy's smile, even my parents were forgotten. I found nothing but black space and white silence. The longer I stayed, however, the more vivid the colors became, and then they began to take shape. After what felt like hours, I was myself again, strapped to a chair with Jesse materializing in front of me. I'm Stasey. When the aliens attacked Earth, myself, my best friend Jesse, and my "friend" Timothy may have been the only people to survive. We're on a quest to find other survivors and potentially save our planet, but to do that we have to avoid being shot, eaten, or falling in love. But sometimes things work out differently than we expect, and we have to make the decision: sacrifice ourselves for the ones we love, or the ones we love for the ones we can save.

𝙀𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝖆𝖉𝖏𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖊 | 𝖊𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖒-𝖊𝖗-𝖆𝖑 •𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 •𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵-𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 -A Kairijoke Fanfiction of Tokyo Revengers- __________________________ : Any characters from Tokyo Revengers are owned by Ken Wakui. : I own Y/n, and other Non-related characters that I added for the plot. : This story will be following the original plot of the Anime but I'll add most of my plot between them. : This is a Tetta Kisaki x Female Reader Book! : Fan arts that I used aren't mine in my Book covers! Ctto! Gifs I used are from me. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Swearing Bad grammar Spellings Cliche scenes Ooc Characters Poor detailed description/writings Blood mention Slow updates Etc! __________________________ (If you're not comfortable and not okay with the warnings listed I suggest you find another book or my other books too!)

"They called her a pawn. She will make herself a queen." Banished since birth, Tres of Draherne grew up in exile, hidden away in a cottage with her Aunt. When the crown finally summons her home, she dares to hope her parents have changed-that at last she is wanted. But their embrace is a mask. Their smiles, a lie. Tres has not been reclaimed as a daughter-she has been sold as a bride. Her groom is King Vityior of Hargesia, a man feared across kingdoms as the Blood Butcher. They say his power can shatter armies with a gesture. They say his brides never survive the week. To Draherne, she is salvation. To her parents, she is a pawn. To herself, she is already condemned. Yet in the shadows of dread, Tres finds something unexpected in her monstrous husband: not cruelty, but scars as deep as her own. And as war looms on every horizon, the girl once forgotten must choose-bow to the fate that would see her broken, or claim her power, her heart, and perhaps even her throne.

War is brewing, as it has been since the beginning of time. Only now, the vampires are taking positions against the wolves and the humans. The wolves are also ready. Humans aren't. Only a few people can save the world from descending into chaos, and one of them is Pia That is if Pia can sort out her family drama first. Born in a broken family she finds one in her best friends family, only to come face to face with the face from the past. Abhay will do anything to protect Pia, Siddharth will do anything to save humanity, kabir just wants to have a good night's sleep. It's a roller coaster from start to end. (PKYEK fanfiction)

Sing out her heart, that's what she did to tell him. She tried to convey every word of pain and heartache she felt to him. She sent him letters. He never answered. To her surprise, new love hears her true words of loneliness. Little does she know: her new love has some seriously bloody baggage with him called the "The Mafia."

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The recently freed undead magus Vandhir seeks to free his spouse from a similar prison, so he can take vengeance upon the world together with her. But unbeknownst to him, his motives are directed by a greater power

"Damian, please." I started pleading. I knew that what was about to come, couldn't be good. As his hand gently reached toward the loose hair strands laying on my back, a cold shiver ran through my body. But he abruptly put an end to it with a harsh tug, forcing me to meet his intimidating gaze allover again. There was no way I could hide my fear any longer. My body's trembling increased. "So my threats did become empty after all, tsk and here I thought you finally learned your lesson." he spoke with a menacing tone, still holding my eyes captive with his. "Why? What did I ever do to you? I don't understand." I tried to hold back the tears that were silently building up. At this point he made me feel utterly small and pathetic. However, I noticed my words reaching him in some kind of way. He suddenly let go of my hair and returned back to his seat, coldly staring out of the window again. "Stop the car." he ordered the driver, who didn't seem to hear him the first time. "Stop the damn car!" Damian now growled like a madman. Eventually making the panicked driver stop at the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere. "Get out." he ordered calmly, while avoiding my confused expression. I simply couldn't believe this was my life now. ******************************** Isabelle Alverez, once a young vibrant woman, lost everything she had left in just one day. Her job and dignity. All seems lost to Isabelle until she meets Damian Romano, a successful business owner, who on his part always carries a cold and distant aura with him. But little did Isabelle know that meeting Damian wasn't a coincidence at all. On the contrary, slowly but surely she finds herself to be a pawn in his game. And this time it's a game of cold blooded revenge.

A guitarist walks into a pawn shop, and as his last resort, finds he must sell his beloved instrument. In his moments of decision, he realizes he is selling a lot more than he bargained for.

Imprisoned, manipulated, weapons in progress. What would it be like to kill every creature you laid eyes upon? Having the ability to reduce a being before you to a crumbled corpse in a breath's worth of time? And what might a person do with an army of such weapons? Well, they are not like guns and knives with a free will and unbound limbs, these are dangerous people held back like puppets tethered to one hand in entire control, then left caught in a horrific dance in which they cannot break from. But what happens when someone is a puppet for too long? What do they do when they can no longer withstand being tugged by the strings, and having words echo from their unwilling lips? For some, the answer is to distance their mind from a body that used to be theirs. For others, it is to cut the ties clean off and disappear. As for Rose Lowery, she is not only bound by slackened strings, but she is also cast aside to watch others become victims to the actions controlled by those in power. Ask yourself, what does a marionette do when they are put in front of a pair of scissors? Does it truly snip itself free and leave unnoticed? Heavens, no. It loosens itself just enough to get its strings around the throat of its maker. *Note: The photographs themselves are not mine, therefore all credit goes to the original photographers (I couldn't find them by name)

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A thing I wrote while I was feeling really sick.

Love is not a game and my heart is not a playground. Checkmate.

Take ahold of your fate.

100-word flash fiction based on the picture