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  • THE QUIETEST SIN  di pennedby_anya
    pennedby_anya
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      LETTURE 48,935
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      Parti 59
    He was known for saving hearts. Cold. Composed. Untouchable. Dr. DEVANSH RAJPUT never allowed emotions to interfere with his perfectly controlled life-until one wedding changed everything. One glimpse of her Dr.MEERA MAHER was enough. While she laughed beneath golden lights and twirled like the world had never hurt her, something dangerously silent awakened inside him. She was never meant to be his She was going to marry his cousin Armaan But when a scandal destroys the wedding overnight, Devansh steps in as the family's savior-calm enough to fix the chaos no one saw coming. Now trapped in a marriage built on secrets, the Meera slowly finds herself drawn toward the man everyone trusts. The man who watches too closely. The man who notices everything. The man whose silence feels far more dangerous than anger. Was the scandal truly fate or was planned Because some obsessions do not scream. They destroy in silence. ━━━
  • When Someone Sees You- A Desi Story di Angely_Suger
    Angely_Suger
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      LETTURE 1,670
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      Parti 41
    I'm Rooh. Eighteen. Tamil. And currently regretting 92% of my life choices, including moving from the sweaty comfort of Chennai to the "why-is-it-so-cold" chaos of New Delhi for college. I didn't just switch cities. I switched languages, clothes, food, and apparently, my entire personality. Everyone here wants me to be soft, agreeable, and cute in that effortless Instagram-filter way. Especially Dhruv, the college heartthrob who might possibly like me back. Hmm. That's perfect. Right? Haha, Just Kidding. Nope. College is weird, too. Some days, it's hostel makeovers and flirty advice from your best friend for life. Other days, it's silence, misread signals, and feeling like I'm too much and not enough at the same time. I thought I was going to come here and discover myself. Instead, I mostly discovered that I'm allergic to Delhi winters and overthink everything. And then something happens. Someone sees me. Like, actually sees me. Not the polished version. Not the people-pleaser. Just... me. All my weirdness, softness, mess, and ache. And suddenly, I don't want to disappear anymore... ----------------------------------------------- Set against the pulse of modern India, this is a story of first heartbreaks, second chances, and the quiet rebellion of becoming who you are. This isn't a story about loud girls with big dreams. It's about the quiet ones. The soft ones. The ones who are still figuring it out and finding strength in their quietest selves.
  • Winter of the Cedar di aishaarushi
    aishaarushi
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      LETTURE 42
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      Parti 9
    The University of Lavenhall was no ordinary ground of study. Its ancient stone arches, ivy curling like stubborn verses over forgotten walls, had watched generations of youth stumble in-bright-eyed, ambitious, reckless-and leave carrying not just degrees but scars, loves, and memories pressed like dried petals between their books. Among its hallowed departments, none held quite the weight as the Faculty of English. There, under the towering shelves of medieval tomes and romantic poetry, students either bloomed or withered under the infamous brilliance of Professor Alexander Thorne. Known equally for his devastating beauty and merciless discipline, his very name struck both awe and dread: the Demon King of Literature. Into this storm stepped Cedar Harvey, a girl of twenty-six with soft curls and eyes too tender for a world that had already bruised her. She did not seek fame or notice. She carried her broken past like an invisible shackle, hoping only that the dust of two silent years away from education had finally settled enough for her to study in peace. But fate has a way of pulling the fragile toward the fire. For when Alexander's pale eyes met Cedar's trembling gaze in that crowded classroom, an unspoken chord struck. One born not of chance, nor pity, but of something both knew they ought to resist-yet neither could turn away from. And so began a story written not in ink, but in glances, silences, and the dangerous rhythm of two hearts daring to remember what it means to love.
  • Wrong Place, Right Time di nfh_hello
    nfh_hello
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      LETTURE 116
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      Parti 16
    Chaeyoung Park was never meant to know Kim Taehyung's secrets. One wrong turn. One glance too long. One car crash meant to silence her forever. She survives-but only because forgetting becomes her greatest weapon. Waking up in a hospital bed with her enemy standing over her, Chaeyoung makes a split-second decision: she pretends to have lost her memory. It's the only way to stay alive. But Taehyung doesn't panic. He doesn't threaten. Instead, he claims her-with a single, devastating lie. You're my wife. Trapped in a dangerous game of deception, Chaeyoung must act soft, confused, and trusting while hiding the truth in her mind. Every touch is a test. Every word could be her last. And the most terrifying part? The more Taehyung watches her, protects her, and holds her like she belongs to him... the harder it becomes to tell whether he's hiding the truth from her-or from himself. Because forgetting him might save her life. But remembering might cost her everything.
  • Bride of the Immortal king  di Hyangsang
    Hyangsang
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      LETTURE 103
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      Parti 7
    A mortal princess is forced into marriage with an immortal king feared by all realms. She hates him. He obsesses over her. And in a palace where jealousy is deadly, even love becomes dangerous.
  • The Silence Between Us di ChocoLatte_Lily
    ChocoLatte_Lily
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      LETTURE 274
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      Parti 10
    She was his sister's best friend. He was the secret she was never meant to discover. --- Isha Mukherjee has always lived a quiet life-rooted in tradition, surrounded by love, and anchored by two best friends who know her better than she knows herself. But when her family moves from Kolkata to Mumbai, she leaves behind more than just home. Years later, on the cusp of adulthood, a chance encounter with Vikram Chatterjee-her best friend's older brother-unravels a truth she never saw coming. He is calm, distant, and impossibly familiar. And he's been silently in love with her for years. Torn between loyalty and longing, Isha must choose whether to protect the friendships that built her, or embrace a love that grew in the silence between them. --- A tender, emotional slow-burn about forbidden love, broken bonds, and finding your voice when it matters most.
  • 🌷എന്റെ പെണ്ണ് 🌷 di baby_kookieTae
    baby_kookieTae
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      LETTURE 282
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      Parti 1
    First story ane... Ellavarem support predheshikunnu.. അവൾ അറിയാതെ അവന്റെ ലോകത്തിലേക്ക് വലിച്ചിഴയ്ക്കപ്പെട്ടു. രഹസ്യമായി ആരംഭിച്ച ബന്ധം, വേദനയും പ്രണയവും നിറഞ്ഞൊരു കഥയായി മാറുമ്പോൾ, Kookieyum Taehyungum രക്ഷപ്പെടുമോ? Ethu oru love story ane.... Boy×Girl.. Taekook story ane.. Nigalkke istapedum ennu vishvasikunnu.. Anyway onnu vayichu...