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" I can't believe this... yo.. you cheated on me?! I loved you so much..then why!?" Arnav said "yes, I cheated on you... and I don't regret that... I just used you for your money..I don't love you..but only your money," Kiara said "just get out of here... I don't want to see your face again," Arnav said -------------------------------- What will happen when they meet again? Is Arnav going to show his rage, is that really the truth... or is Kiara hiding something deeper? Come and unfold the a beautiful story... full of emotions... twists, and turns... It's basically a love story... with a package of emotions.... emotions of happiness and sadness...... Welcome to the journey of Kiara Mehrotra and Arnav Kapoor... #1 loveagain

Just read🤍. -(COMPLETED)- This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, contact kiylee02@gmail.com.

Welcome to the Flexible Book Exchange, a club for writers and readers looking to get feedback on their work. Unlike the traditional structure of a regular book club, you are in charge of your book club experience. You choose the books you read, how many chapters to exchange, and how many assignments you complete that month by sending out and accepting requests to/from users in the club. Be as active as you want and take breaks when you need (assuming you've read what you've agreed to read : ) Lists of active members are refreshed monthly and we are open to new members as long as space is available. All genres and ratings are welcome!

A book club in which members are placed in teams called guilds, where they then work to give extensive feedback and win the victory!

Rise...or be bound forever. Upon nearing adulthood, citizens of Aegia face the choice to risk it all. For some, it's all about the glory, and living up to their family name. For others, it's an offer of security, of knowing where their next meal is coming from. And so they make the choice to enroll in one of several Academies, where they are taught the ancient texts, the history of the realm, and the sacred runes handed down by the gods themselves. At the end of their time there, they face a series of tests to be sorted into two castes: 𝗔𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀, the elite rulers, advance to the top positions in their field, deciding what is built, what is destroyed, where taxes go...and who lives and dies. And 𝘀𝘆𝗹𝗿𝗮, the servants bound by magic to their Aelaris. Seen as little more than an appendage and status symbol, they spend their days following their Aelaris and living for their demands, completely devoted and content in their role. The bond is considered sacred. It prevents the Aelaris from ever harming their sylra while ensuring the sylra is happy to serve. It is the Rite of Ascension that determines who belongs where, a process that measures worth and potential, through the power of the gods. Rian Argon-son has always believed he was destined to join the ranks of the Aelaris, working tirelessly to prove himself worthy. Meanwhile his nemesis Ileana, born into wealth and privilege, has always seen herself as a true heir to power. Their rivalry has simmered in all their time at the Academy, and now the final testing is upon them. They may be both top of their class, but ultimately the Rite of Ascension will decide everything. Both have prepared. Neither are ready. Cover by @Merlyn_Fereira

Welcome to Crescent Book Club, where you get to share your stories and exchange feedbacks with other members. This book club is for writers who are looking for a more easygoing place to do read-for-reads with valuable comments. Not so much pressure. Minimal requirements. Everyone is welcome, as long as you follow the rules.

(OPEN) Whiskers and Writing is all about cats and books! Functions like most book clubs, but with a few occasional twists and turns. We're all about relaxing, having fun, and talking with new people! You don't have to love cats or own cats to join this club, all you need is to love writing and reading on Wattpad😸. (Cats and clans are just fun additions, not affecting how the club works really) (P. S please spread the club! Greatly appreciated:)) Discord for club (not required): in my account bio ~ Founder, Evangeline🩷

A slice-of-life series following four maladjusted young adults into a jagged adulthood as they navigate interpersonal and internal conflicts. Pilot - 2/25/26

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Jeremiah Weedling, an unassuming teenager with a sharp mind and a quiet demeanor, finds his life upended when a moment of bravery leads him into an otherworldly realm. After surviving a grueling trial in mysterious caves, he awakens in a world both magical and perilous-a realm filled with humanoid fae creatures ruled by fear and oppression under the tyrannical Radamar. Seeking only to return home, Jeremiah learns that his path is anything but straightforward. To escape this realm, he must navigate the treacherous politics of the fae village, endure brutal training from unlikely allies, and face down powerful Guardians bound by Radamar's magic. As he journeys through lush forests and shadowy landscapes, Jeremiah unravels secrets about this realm, the beings who inhabit it, and even himself. Despite his initial reluctance, Jeremiah cannot ignore the villagers' plight. Their suffering stirs a resolve within him, pushing him to stand against Radamar and his cruel reign. With the help of his newfound companions-a silent but wise warrior, a fiery rival, and a timid yet insightful guide-Jeremiah grows stronger, braver, and more determined. But defeating Radamar is only the beginning. Jeremiah's choices will not only shape the future of the fae but also forge the path that may lead him home-or deeper into the web of deceit that binds this world. Jeremiah's journey is only beginning, as his path entwines with an ancientll prophecy, a journey to an Obeah man, and a destiny he never imagined. With each step, he must balance his desire to escape with the growing responsibility to heal a fractured community. Will Jeremiah's journey to find himself and his way home be enough to mend the scars left by tyranny and unlock the truth behind The God's Deceit?

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𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗮 𝘂𝘀𝗸𝗶 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗷𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗹 𝗸𝗮𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝘆𝗮 ~~~~~ "I'm marrying someone just forget me and think that there was no girl whose name was sofia" she said looking at him anger blazing in her eyes he smirked and pulled her close through her waist she collided with his chest and kept her hand on his chest "you want me to fuck you and claim you right there infront of everyone? if you want this then go ahead lilac" he said whispering huskily that sends shivers down her spine and makes her knees go week "you- shameless jerk" she throw daggers through her eyes glaring deadly at him his smirk widen "only for you lilac and you know what seeing you like this makes me feel hot because you look so sexy when you are angry" before she opened her mouth he pulled her more closer and smashed his lips on hers kissing her passionately she keep hitting him on his chest but he didn't instead he tighten grip after some mins he break the kiss - both were breathing heavily and she was struggling to take a breath as she was clutching her chest he notice and next what he does is he hug her and slowly patt her back gently caressing her back - she melt at his touch then something clicked into her mind she push him and slapped him hard he didn't get angry he smiled and grinnned darkly "how dare you stay away from me got it" saying this she ran away keeping her finger on her lips fast as she could he stare at her disappearing figure and smile darkly "how many times will you steal the same heart jaan hayee" (hayee mai marjawan kitne baar wohi dil churaogi tum jaan?")

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the sfw guide for caregivers and littles 🍓

In Feliworld, when a person meets the match their heart desires, a lovebird visible only to them, with a diamond in the middle of the feather, comes out of each of their hearts and nests on their soulmate's heart. Nayana Ramesh is a mute college girl who wanted her parents to choose her groom. However, things take a turn when she goes for a concert with her friends. The song of Jai Atharv makes Nayana's heart skip a beat and a lovebird emerges from her heart and nests on Jai's heart. However, to Jai who is an orphan, because of childhood traumas, does not believe in the bond of a soulmate, and Nayana's feelings are not returned, and his singing is not interrupted. How will Nayana navigate with her newfound feelings to a person who rejects love?

When guarded Archer Harrison is thrown head first into an unlikely situation to help protect her unlikely friend. She has no idea what she's getting herself into when she agrees. Loading... Formerly known as Behind The Glasses. My shoulder is bumped and unfamiliar fingers wrap themselves around my forearm. "I don't like being touched." I say prying fingers from my arm. "Thank you." Unfamiliar fingers boy just grunts his disapproval of my words, leaving me with a few choice words of his own in anger. Sorry, not sorry. Humans. Worse, it's teenage humans, filled with so many hormones that could fully stock a pharmaceutical company. I'm not excluded in this statistic but still... As Mark Twain said, "Man - a creature made at the end of the week's work when God was tired." The accuracy in his statement is astounding. Who can create something overly amazing when the weekend is hours away. Definitely not me. By Thursday night, I'll be pre-gaming for the weekend. Friday is just a formality. Achievements: Winner of The Little Brother Award 2018 #19 in support #26 in adult #39 in young #77 in sweet #92 in humour #70 in twists and turns #50 in slow ©️Copyright @2016 by SJ All rights reserved

❝𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙂𝙃 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙏𝙊𝙒𝙉'𝙎 𝘽𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂...𝙎𝙃𝙀'𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏.❞ Darkwood, 1964. A quiet town with a secret everyone pretends not to notice. Kids go missing for a few hours or even days, then come back acting strange, and no one talks about why. Thirteen-year-old Rosetta Castellano, tired of living the "perfect daughter" life, hears her name whispered from the woods by the old water tower. That's when she crosses paths with Benjamin Sinclair and his friend group - the only kids who know something is really wrong. Together, they discover that something in Darkwood has been calling to kids for years... and it's getting stronger. Soon, the question isn't what is happening. It's who Darkwood will take next.

Hot Chocolate and Caroling...and other Christmas things! Nicole thought this was going to be the best Christmas yet! This is her daughter's very first Christmas after all, and the year they get to build all of their traditions.

I like to think that the basis of a relationship starts with three main things. Sex, Money, and Feelings. Which seem veryyy shallow and insensitive. But I have had Zero luck with all the above, Then again Im only 16 so maybe things will change? Her hands are tangled in my hair as I go down on her. My tongue slides along the inside of her lips. Clean scent, and the perfect lick of sweet and salt. I grip her waist, listening to her moans fill the space. This is wrong. I shouldn't be using her like this, not like this. But she owes me. And she's enjoying it. Isn't she? Sex. "Fuck you!" My voice shook as I screamed in his face, but he didn't give a shit. I knew he didn't, but I hurried to gather my things from his room, snatching my underwear from the matted carpet and pulling them on. He rose and blocked my path, his eyes glazed with the high of weed, his hand settling on my waist. Tears welled in my eyes. "Fuck me..." he said, his tone so infuriatingly arrogant that I broke down, sobbing. He pulled me into his arms, cradling my head against his chest. "Let's get food. Let me see your card, and we can talk it out." I nodded, not knowing why, but before I could find my voice, he had my wallet in his hand. Defeated, I hung my head. Money. "Our bodies are close, the warmth of our skin against each other is perfect. I can almost see the heat radiating from us. "I love you..." His tone is sweet, and I smile, gently kissing his forehead. "I love you more," I giggle back. He cups my face in his hands and kisses me passionately. It's perfect. Remembering this moment is perfect... But good things never last, and someone's feelings always get hurt. I just don't understand why they had to be mine... Why my. feelings."