Shadowlove Stories

"Treat it." Gauri let out a quiet, humorless laugh. "You really think I'll listen to you?" "Mrs. Yashvardhan." That was enough to make her pause. Just for a second. "I'm not your doctor," she said, her voice colder now, controlled, like she was forcing distance between them. "Phir bhi ho." Before she could step away, he pulled his shirt aside. And just like that- everything shifted. Blood. Too much of it. Dark. Spreading. Wrong. Not a scratch. A gunshot. Her breath caught, barely noticeable, but enough. The wound wasn't small, wasn't something that could wait. It demanded attention... whether she wanted to give it or not. "You need a hospital," she said quickly, forcing her voice steady. "Tum ho." "I said no." "Phir dekhna band karo." That made her freeze. Because he was right. She was still looking. Still calculating. Still thinking like a doctor. Her fingers curled slightly at her side. "This is serious..." she muttered. "Phir theek karo." Silence stretched between them. Heavy. Unavoidable. Her mind told her to walk away. To leave. To not get involved. But her instincts had already made the decision. "Don't move," she said finally, stepping closer despite everything in her resisting it. A faint smirk touched his lips. Because he knew- she hadn't agreed. She had just stopped refusing. Gauri Sharma is a medical intern-sharp, independent, and impossible to control. She doesn't believe in bowing down, doesn't trust easily, and never lets emotions decide her actions. Her sarcasm is her shield, and her strength lies in the fact that she always knows when to walk away. Yashvardhan Singh Singhania is a man who doesn't ask-he decides. Known to the world as a powerful businessman, he is far more dangerous than he appears. Cold, controlled, and ruthless, he doesn't accept refusal. When he chose Gauri, it wasn't love. It was a decision. When defiance meets control... something dangerous begins.

Hey readers! I'm so excited to share my story with you. Before I begin, I want to thank you for taking the time to read my work. Some loves are loud. Some loves are chosen. And some... are lived in silence But this one... begins with a promise no one ever heard. Antara Bansal~~ lives a life that looks ordinary from the outside - a middle-class home, college routines, family expectations, forced smiles. She adjusts, she sacrifices, she stays silent. Not because she is weak - but because she was never taught how to choose herself. She doesn't know that her quiet strength once became someone else's reason to survive. Kabir Singh Rathore is a name the world whispers with fear and admiration. A man of power, wealth, and ruthless control. he is the king and a man who built an empire from ashes. but also is a man whose heart stopped belonging to himself when he was still a child. he saw her - Antara Bansal. a girl who didn't even know he existed. And in that moment, something irreversible happened. He chose to live. Since then, he has watched from her shadows. Protected without being seen. Loved without being known. Controlled every storm that could ever reach her. She lived freely... because he stood silently in the dark. College friendships bloom. Family wounds deepen. Secrets sleep beneath smiles. And a past soaked in pain waits patiently to resurface. This is not a story of instant romance. This is a slow burn, where love grows in silence, where obsession is mistaken for destiny, and where two lives move parallel - until fate decides they can no longer remain apart. LOVE ~ THAT NEVER FADED is an emotional romantic drama filled with family chaos, college life, hidden identities, dark pasts,a dark romance. and a love so deep that it never demanded to be returned - only allowed to exist. Because some loves don't fade. They wait. They protect. They endure. And when they finally collide... they change everything. LOVE ~THAT NEVER FADED by authorr_antaraa

Anyone can find love in the most unlikely of places.

I wasn't the last Kimura, Kimura is the family that can be born with a monster inside or in our bodies, we were born as monsters, we couldn't even control them However, if they ever trust us, we could and we would work or way out together and face the consequences together and fight together But monsters are monsters, they will never trust us because they think we will kill them, so they torture the person who has these, which like I am I couldn't take it anymore, they think it's cool? no it isn't, if they have this, they will have the pain I am receiving everyday and never ending Could someone stop this? or will this take this on forever? or will I commit suicide to get rid of this pain? Yes, I am not alone... My name is Sora Kimura, one of these victims Disclaimer! I do not own Naruto ⚠WARNING⚠ There are swears here, so please don't talk like that okay? I'm just warning you that there are swears

it's in the name title. this is not a actual story. each part will be about my stories that I make. and updates on what I'm changing or adding in each. I'm bored so I just create these stories out of boredom. but a few of my best friends have read some of them. and they say they arnt that bad. if you wanna read my current stories they are Burnin Love Learning to Love Shadow Love I will be creating another new story. but in still developing what its gonna be about.

🔆COMPLETED🔆 It's nice story about Shadow Freddy and Shadow Bonnie and their relationship goes, if they will love one another for ever or will they break-up? It's pretty obvious how it will turn out if, your thinking what i'm thinking....meh..(by the way in every story I make of Shadow Bonnie it's going to be a female)

What was so wrong with loving someone? What was so wrong with giving someone all of your heart and wanting to live off nothing but their happiness? Why couldn't they see that he couldn't live if he wasn't with her?

The Graves family has everything-money, power, beauty, and a mansion filled with chandeliers and secrets. But behind every polished smile lies something colder... darker... crueler. Fifteen years ago, a man collapsed on the kitchen floor while serving the family. His son screamed for help. A little girl cried beside him. And the entire Graves household stood still and watched him die. The girl grew up to forget the details. The boy grew up with nothing but the memory. Now she is twenty-two. And there is a shadow inside the mansion. A man who moves silently through the halls. A man who knows every corner of the house. A man who watches her... protects her... and steals only what the family never deserved. The night she catches him in the kitchen, he doesn't run. He steps toward her-calm, controlled, familiar. And when she offers him help, he gives her a single rule: "The first Sunday of every month. The Harbor Diner. Leave an envelope. Don't look for me." She doesn't know who he is. She doesn't know why he feels like a memory. She doesn't know why she feels safer with a thief in the dark than with her own family in the light. But the mansion remembers. The shadows remember. And the boy who disappeared has returned as a man shaped by pain, hunger, and love that never died. This is a story about secrets buried under luxury, a girl raised in a gilded prison, and the shadow who came back to claim everything he lost- including her.

I LOVE CASSANDRA CLARE....AND SHADOWHUNTERS!! So if you like these things too, then this book is perfect for you!.

You can call this a modern Cinderella story. Ashleigh is pretty much a personal slave to her family, but her life isn't completely like hell. She has a fairly large room, the chance to go to school (even if she only has one friend) and a free time to be 'Alyssa'. Alyssa is a current youtube sensation that many celebrity has tried to locate. Her straight blond hair and piercing green eyes are just another plus to her jar dropping voice. Ashleigh's life is going great until she came home to find that her semi-famous stepbrother Jack, was going to be in a reality TV show, which meant that she had to be in it. Will Alyssa finally be dug out, or will she stay to a mystery to the prying eyes?

ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀꜱᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ. ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀᴛʜ. Duaat Saairah never planned to fall for Ruhansh Sayyid - especially not when his heart already belonged to another. But love isn't always loud; sometimes, it settles in silent sacrifices, in unspoken glances, in quiet prayers whispered at night. She was his home in chaos, his solace in the noise - and he? He was the storm she called her destiny. This isn't a love story. It's the story of the girl who loved too deeply, too quietly... and still chose to stay.

In a world that is full of betrayal , Catalina one of a dangerously skilled spy and Leonid the most feared man in the criminal underworld are forced in a marriage to "prevent" a war between their families .They enter a game full of secrets, guns and silent manipulation. As problems grow and the pressure rises, the line between enemy and partner slowly fades. Each choice is more dangerous than the other , and trusting one another becomes the hardest decision of all. In a world built on power and fear, falling for the wrong person could cost them everything. What begins as a cold agreement soon turns personal, as stolen glances and shared dangers reveal sides of them neither expected to see. With enemies closing in and secrets threatening to explode, Catalina and Leonid must decide whether to keep playing their roles or risk everything for a connection that was never meant to exist.the question is , are they going to betray each other?

Wanna see someone stalk and posses out there only love and always thinking that if one day they will see this they will be scared but they themselves don't know the person whom they craves they crave them too.. like a possesion.. Some may see it like shackles but they don't..... What usually anyone think about monster usually.. People say monsters live under the bed. But no one talks about the ones who learn how to look normal. Eli and Mira don't fall in love loudly. They fall in love through watching, memorizing, and noticing what no one else does. What begins as curiosity turns into recognition, and recognition turns into something neither of them wants to lose. This is not a story about being saved. It's a story about finding someone who mirrors your obsession and calls it love. Because sometimes the monster under the bed isn't there to hurt you. Sometimes, it's there to stay. - Silent Phantom I thought loving you quietly was safer. I memorized your habits, your silence, your sadness. I thought I was the monster. Until I caught you watching me the same way. Turns out, monsters don't fall in love with normal people. They fall in love with mirrors.

Two strangers tied by fate - will they destroy each other, or heal in ways they never imagined?