Strongf Stories

--- "They're both monsters. But monsters burn brighter when they're together." Neha Raikar has always been fire-untouchable, sharp-tongued, and born into power. The daughter of a feared crime boss, she's been raised in blood and taught never to kneel. Zayn Kapoor is all shadows-ruthless, calculated, and dangerously obsessed with revenge. Stealing Neha was never supposed to feel this good. Keeping her was never part of the plan. But when obsession turns to hunger-and hate turns into something much darker-they spiral into a world of bruised skin, whispered lies, and violent truths. He fell first. She fell harder. Now they'll burn the world to reign in the ashes. ---

Ashes of Us After losing her father, Han Soeun's life falls apart piece by piece. Burdened by debt, betrayal, and heartbreak, she struggles to survive while hiding the pain behind a stubborn smile. The people she trusted begin showing their true faces, and the world she once knew disappears overnight. But everything changes the night she enters the glamorous world of the powerful Fang family. A fake fiancée deal. Three brothers with dangerous secrets. A hidden truth that shatters her heart. And the boy she trusted most... was never who he claimed to be. In a world filled with wealth, lies, and emotions she cannot escape, Soeun must decide: Who truly loves her... And who will destroy her completely?

Il segreto dei due cuori La principessa Serafina non aspetta nessun principe sul suo balcone. Di nascosto, impara a maneggiare la spada. Il cavaliere Alistair non ha terre né memorie gloriose: solo un'armatura annerita dalla fuliggine e il silenzio di chi ha perso tutto. Quando il re promette la mano di Serafina a chi riporterà il Cristallo dei Due Cuori, Alistair parte per la missione impossibile. Ma la principessa lo segue. Insieme affronteranno un drago antico, una foresta senza nome e la verità più scomoda: a volte chi dovresti salvare è l'unico capace di salvarti. Perché il vero segreto dei due cuori non sta nel cristallo. Sta in un bacio sulla fronte sporca di sangue e in una promessa sussurrata tra il fumo del drago: non sarà un per sempre, ma un ogni giorno.