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18+, violence, blood, crime, smut, obsession, kidnapping themes. "Listen to me carefully," Devraj murmured, caging her between the marble pillar and his chest, his fingers tightening around her wrist. "No man touches you. No man looks at you. No man even breathes too close to you. You are mine." "This isn't love," Geetanjali whispered, her pulse racing but her chin lifting stubbornly. "This is obsession." He tilted his head, eyes dark, unblinking. "I don't know the difference." "I will never love you." His mouth brushed dangerously close to her ear. "You will," he said softly. "And I will be the only man you ever learn to." His hand slid to her waist was very firm, possessive, he was not hurting, but not allowing distance either. As if he was memorizing the shape of her. As if he was branding her without leaving a mark. "I have waited my whole life," he breathed against her temple. "You think I'll let the world have even a glimpse of what is mine?" And somewhere between fear and fire, she didn't step away.

"උබ ආදරේ නොකලට උබ අයිති මට චූටි ඩොක්ටර්....මන් උබට ආදරෙයිනේ.. මන් හොදට හොදයි නරකට නරකයි වස්තුවේ...මාව සෙල්ලමකට ගන්න එපා ම්ම් විදවන්නේ වෙන්නේ උබටමයි මැනිකේ...." "මන් ගැන ආදරයක් ඔය හිතේ කොනකවත් නැද්ද මගේ ආදි මට රිදෙනවා බන් හරියට" -ශවී-(සයාල්) "අවස්තාවක් දෙන්නද මන් ආදරෙයිද කියන්න දන්නේ නෑ ඒත් උත්සහා කරන්නම් ආදරේ කරන්න" "මට මගේ ජීවිතේ හම්බුන ආදරනීයම කෙනා ඔයා ශවී...මෙච්චර ආදරනීය පිරිමියෙක්ට ආදරේ නොහිතේවිද මට..." -ආදි-(අකීන්) කඩවසම් ඇමතියෙක්ගේ ආදරේට මැදිවූ ඩොක්ටර් කෙනෙක්...❤️🍃 ප්‍රේමනීය නගරයෙන් ආරම්භ වූ අසීමාන්තික ප්‍රේමයක පුරාවෘත්තයකට පිවිසෙන්න අවසරයි ඔබ සැමට...❤️❕🔥 ⭕මෙය මනක්කල්පිතයක් කතාංගයක් බැවින් කරුනාකර සැබෑ ජීවිතය සමග සම්බන්ද කර ගැනීමෙන් වලකින්න..තවද මෙහෙ කතෲ අයිතිය සුරකින්න...⭕

This is not a story about cruelty. It is about who is allowed to commit it. 10th November #1 in rebel SHANVI RATHORE 17 A prodigy. Quiet brilliance. Untouched by blood-soaked ambition. She exists outside the Ranawats' world- and that is precisely why she disrupts it. Before the sons, there is the father. AVINASH RANAWAT. The Mafia King. A man who does not rule from the front, but from beneath-where laws are bent, witnesses vanish, and fear is traded like currency. Power does not challenge him; it negotiates. Soon, through Mahima, his future wife, his shadow will stretch even closer to Shanvi's life. Then comes the heirs. SHAURYA RANAWAT. The eldest. Chief Minister of Rajasthan. The face of authority, the voice of law, the illusion of order. What he signs becomes legal. What he ignores ceases to exist. HARSH RANAWAT. Corporate head. Owner of Ranawat Corporation. Schools, institutions, businesses-he decides what is taught, who is protected, and who is quietly erased from records. Only four brothers walk the school corridors. AVIRAJ. ASHER. RIHAAN. RUDRA. They don't need titles here. They are the system. The red card is their language. Inside the locker door, stuck upside down with intention- a red card. The air shifts. By the next period, desks move away. Conversations lower. Friends forget names. Teachers don't hesitate to ignore. Cruelty no longer hides; it is sanctioned. The student is attacked not by the Ranawats, they don't need to make their hands dirty they just have to allow- Aviraj watches, unreadable. Asher smiles like it's a game already won. Rihaan decides how far it will go. Rudra makes sure no one interferes. And then-Shanvi. Her locker is never marked. Her name is never whispered with warning. Because the Ranawats do not protect everyone. They protect what belongs to them. And Shanvi- whether the world knows it yet or not- has already been claimed.

Novel Rating:10/10 #1 - business #2 - Space #5 - Sudden Wealth #2 - Famine Author: 疾风80 Translator: CyyEmpire [FOR OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY] [Space + Supplies + Modern-to-Ancient Time Travel + Famine Escape + Business + Politics] Qian Chunhua, who had been single all her life, suddenly time-traveled-bringing along a space full of supplies. She gained something she had dreamed of before time-traveling: children. To her shock, she discovered that one of the children had been switched at birth. After setting things right, she led the three children through natural disasters and wartime chaos... In the end, she successfully raised all three children into adulthood.

Siddharth Sikander, the elder son of Suleman Sikander, dreams of following his father's footsteps and becoming the next Gaddi nasheen. Busy with politics, love and marriage have no place in his life. But his mother, Rumaisa Sikander, has other plans. When she reconnects with her husband's sister after years, she also meets her daughter, Haya Sultan. ✨ Will Siddharth marry his phuppo ki beti?

This story takes place in a fantasy world where demons, humans, and faunus (humans with animal qualities) fight for survival. A world where the rifle is shunned in favour for the sword and sheild. The Visean kingdom has recently defeated the Demon Queendom in a war and has secured a large amount of territory and also allowing other kingdoms to form such as the Empire of Japan with its famous samurai and the Spartan Kingdom with its legendary Spartan warriors. The king of the Visea kingdom was not a nice man. He had 4 sons. 3 were skilled warriors. However, the eldest, William, was looked down upon. While he was proficient as a sword, he served as a strategist for the Kingdom's armies. While the people loved him most of his family despised him. Therefore his father disowned him and exiled him to a distant village. Separated from the Kingdom as a separate country William saw this as an opportunity to build this village into a great empire. And on his journey he will bring concepts and ideas from his own world together. He will meet many people on this journey of revenge. And who knows maybe he will find love along the way? Disclaimer: my story is an alternate reality to the world we live in today, I may use peices of history in this story but I use history to fit my story not the other way around. So i may miss out weapon designs, blueprints or historical characters, etc. I may refer to this disclaimer in reply to your comments Awards: 19/10/2024 - #1 in japenese 23/10/2024 - #1 in deutsch 23/10/2024 - #1 in deutschland 23/10/2024 - #1 in luftwaffe 11/02/2025 - #1 in german 05/01/2026 - #27 in original 29/11/2024 - #1 in prussia 08/01/2025 - #32 in country 04/03/2025 - #1 in political 08/06/2025 - #8 in germany 27/11/2025 - #6 in summoningjapan

Dilan Malik was the epitome of beauty and innocence. Pure, untainted, radiant-a fragile bloom in a world that often demanded thorns. Rudra Sagar Rathore was the opposite: cunning, ruthless, a snake slithering through the corridors of power. Betrayal was his signature, and manipulation his art. And now, he had set his eyes on her-not her, but the empire her name carried. The elections. The money. The power. That was his goal. Her body, her soul, her trust-they were just tools in his hands. She didn't know the kind of storm that was coming. She only wanted one thing: someone to erase the weight she had been carrying alone, someone to lift her from the ruins of a family collapsing like an old, fragile vase. ..... Notification came The one that shattered her world. A video of her surrendering herself willingly. Of her body, her trust, her innocence... all exploited, all public, all viral. She loves him beyond anything and here he make a show of her trust and love... His face? Hidden. Blurred. An enigma wrapped in shadows. But hers? Her body became the world's possession. .. "I hate myself for loving him," she whispered through tears, clutching her belly where the seed of his betrayal is breathing with her Abira's hands were on her, bloodshot eyes reflecting horror, helplessness, rage. Her baby sister... reduced to a headline. .. Falling for her was never on his list. But here he was-mad, possessive, captivated, loving her like a storm loves the shore. .... He hated her faith. He hated the mere existence of Muslims. She... saw humanity in everyone, lived it for the sake of Allah, even as the world crumbled around her. And now, their fates were entwined-her innocence, his obsession, a viral scandal that could destroy everything. Somewhere between power and betrayal, love and hate, the world waited. And it was ready to watch it all burn. ---

Septon Barth was the Hand of the Old King, and perhaps the most powerful man in the realm, and it was his death that set into motion a chain of events and tragedies that sowed the seeds for the tragedy that was the Dance of the Dragons. Born as a result of a broken oath and condemned to death because of the machinations of a King, Galen will try to forge a legacy of kindness in an unkind world as he carries the legacy of the man who helped the Old King shape the Seven Kingdoms.

Natsha already had a partner, but Lorena had a heart and just one year to turn their marriage contract into forever.

"නොමියෙන මල් ??? " "ම්ම් ඒවා නතර වෙන්නේ අත් වල නෙමෙයි හදවතේ ගැඹුරුම තැන්වල නැත්නම් උබේ මතකේ ලස්සනම තැන්වල... !!! " 💐🖤 . . . "උබ තව කොච්චර කාලයක් බලන් ඉන්නවද?" "දවසක උබම ඇවිත්, උබ තාමත් මම වෙනුවෙන් බලන් ඉන්නවද කියලා අහන දවසක් වෙනකල් " 💐🤍 2025:05:05 Most lmpressive Ranking ♥️ #1 menXmen - out of 817 stories #1 memoryloss - out of 87.4k stories #1 poweroffriendship - out of 124k stories

ကျွန်တော်၏အသက်နှင့်ခန္ဓာအား ဤရွာအတွက်အပ်နှင်းပါသည်။ ကျွန်တော့်ပခုံးထက်သို့ လွှဲပြောင်းယူခဲ့သော တာ၀န်နှင့်၀တ္တရားတို့အတိုင်း ဤရွာ၏ကောင်းကျိုးကိုရှေးရှု၍ ရပ်ရွာဖွံ့ဖြိုးတိုးတက်ရေး၊ အေးချမ်းသာယာရေးအတွက် ကိုယ်စွမ်းဉာဏ်စွမ်းရှိသမျှ ဦးလည်မသုဥ် ကျေပွန်စွာ ထမ်းရွက်သွားပါမည်။ ဤကျမ်းသစ္စာကို ကျွန်တော်တာ၀န်ထမ်းဆောင်နေသမျှ ကာလတစ်လျှောက်လုံး တည်မြဲစေရမည်ဖြစ်၍ ဤသစ္စာဖောက်ပြားခဲ့ပါက ဘ၀သံသရာဆက်တိုင်း ဆင်းရဲဒုက္ခအတိပြီး၍ အပယ်ငရဲ၌သာကျင်လည်ရပါစေ..ဤကတိသစ္စာတည်မြဲမှန်ကန်ခဲ့ပါလျှင် ကျွန်တော့်ရွာ ကျွန်တော့်မြေသည် ကျွန်တော့်လက်ထက်၌ တိုးတက်စည်ပင်ဖွံ့ဖြိုး၍ တရားမျှတမှုဖြင့် စည်းလုံးသာယာအေးချမ်းပါစေသတည်း..' 'မြတ်သောလူ'

A fantasy story of political tension and hidden movements in a changing world, where every choice matters and the future is already being written. P.S Releasing every Monday and Thursday.

❝Living in the White House was like skinny dipping in a goldfish bowl.❞ Based on the musical that never happened. #11 in #selfdiscovery (03/05/2026) #78 in #teen (03/02/2026) #79 in #teen (03/13/2026) #101 in #teen (03/09/2026) #156 in #teen (03/03/2026)

Nox has worked as an assassin for almost his entire life, refining his skills and working up the ladder to be one of the best, being able to do any job in his field. But what if he's required to do a job that's not in his field? Follow the Assassin as he takes on a task most unusual for one of his caliber, making unusual allies, and faces the challenges associated with it. (My submission for ONC 2026, following prompt number 33 where a secret assassin is surprisingly and suddenly hired as a nanny, enjoy!)

I pulled out a book that had a cartoon Jesus on it, smiling with other cartoon people, while at the bottom was a god awful caricature of Satan trying to lure others away. "Why Good People Smile." "Because they're hiding something." I said bitterly. ------------------------------------------------------- The devil is everywhere, he could be the average joe, with a dark past, the devil could be the preacher that preaches love, but succumbs to hate. The devil smiles when your life burns down, The devil tells you, that they care, that we're all in this together, while they want your downfall. The devil laughs as the good die and the evil live. You start to see life, It's just The Devil's Game. [#4 in government, 3/3/2026] [#1 in government, 3/4/2026]

When his little sister Angie's illness worsened, Scott Robert had no choice but to venture into the Dragon's Enchanted forest_ a place he despises more than anything _ to find a possible cure. yet it is here that Princess Jade Owell of the kingdom of Owell is held captive... a forest where legends still whisper,where every step could be your last, and where magic spares no one.

Rax Corvin have just been thrown out to the Outer Rim. Not his fault that those nepo babies want to pick a fight (granted he is a nepo too). While being a Governor of a whole star system does sound good, it isn't once you realize you have been thrown to the backwater system. --------------------------------------------------------- Star Wars (short) FanFiction Inspire by Governor's Gambit by Freefaller (SpaceBattles) Doing it for fun while waiting for his next chapter and also because of the lack of similar fanfics

This essay examines the concept of - otherness. in relation to immigrants and how societies historically respond to cultural outsiders. Using the decline of the Roman Empire as a historical case, it explores how migration, political instability, and perceptions of foreign groups contributed to tensions within Roman society. The paper then compares these dynamics with modern debates about immigration and nationalism in Europe and the United States. By highlighting both similarities and important differences, the essay argues that the fall of the Western Roman Empire cannot be explained by migration alone, but rather by a complex interaction of economic, political, and social factors. Understanding these historical patterns provides perspective on contemporary discussions about identity, integration, and national stability.

Freshly elected MLAs. A critically ill party president. And a political mess waiting to explode. Nihar and Nisha Mudgalkar have one mission: take the MLAs on an all-expenses-paid isolation trip and make them completely unreachable. Sounds simple, right? Except when you're dealing with politics, chaos, and human nature, nothing ever goes as planned. keeping the MLAs safe (and under control), and making sure no one betrays the party. It's a job for experienced politicians... except some of these MLAs are drama queens, overenthusiastic first-timers, or just plain impossible. It's strategy, drama, and pure comedy, and only Nihar and Nisha can try to keep it all together.

In a land built on the bones of extinct tribes, a Neanthal commander wakes from an icy grave to find the world changed beyond recognition. Eunseom, a king of mixed blood, now rules Arth and tries to hold together a fragile peace. His vanished twin, Saya, lingers in the shadows of rumor and nightmare. Issruv, once a legend of the Neanthal wars, should have died with his people. Instead, the ice returns him to a kingdom that has turned his kind into myths and curses. On the road to Arth, he saves Arin-an Igutu woman born of both human and Neanthal blood, a commander in the new king's army, and a weapon forged in other men's hands. Arin bears a debt to Eunseom, a scar from Saya, and a heart that still flinches toward darkness. Issruv sees the fractures in her-the trauma, the loyalty, the dangerous love that will not let go of the twin who once claimed her shadows. As they travel together through border villages, whispered rebellions, and old roads that refuse to heal, a slow, forbidden bond begins to grow between the last Neanthal and the half‑blood who was never allowed to belong. But Arth remembers its monsters. As Eunseom fights to keep his kingdom from tearing itself apart, Saya stirs in the dark, drawn by the one woman who knows his true face-and by the Neanthal whose very existence rewrites the story of extinction. In a world of blue‑tinted blood, broken crowns, and sacred lies, love becomes another kind of war. And when snow remembers fire, something in Arth will burn. Perfect for readers who love: Slow‑burn, tragic, poetic romance Enemies‑to‑lovers vibes with trauma bonds Complex politics, twin dynamics, and morally gray characters