Strongfml Stories

"Justice is blind. But memory... memory sees everything." Ten years ago, a promise was broken at Terminal 3. Twelve hours of waiting. One empty seat on a flight to London. And a heart left behind in the cold fluorescent glow of an airport gate. Now, they stand on opposite sides of the most dangerous courtroom in the country. Across the aisle, the air is thick with "bad blood" and unspoken "what-ifs." She's there to win the case. He's there to survive her gaze. In a room where every word is a weapon and every look is a lie, can truth survive the cross-examination? "You sat on a throne built from my silence, Advait. Now, watch me burn it down."

Elijah Walker and Camilla White have never seen eye to eye, always competing and putting each other down, so what will happen when they are paired up for the senior field trip which contains 50% of their grades?

She buries her past behind courtroom victories. He collects empires like trophies. But when their worlds collide, desire turns dangerous-and love becomes their final case.

This is a revenge story. A college romance with deeper secrets buried all in one face. All she ever looked at him with was- care, adoration, protectiveness, and everything else a women in love was supposed to look at her life but his eyes held deeper emotions, so much deep that he couldn't discover himself. Does he even love her or just have his own reasons own benefits to be with her. Would he ever be able to love a face he vowed to destroy, the one he was supposed to hate. Dig in to discover.

Asad, the mafia boss and big business man of Mumbai asked his men to track down people involved in killing of his pregnant wife,his old friend Huzaifa and other closed ones, but his men failed to secure any important information, but after 6 years they get a lead: Man 1:Boss, we got info about Zaheer, the right hand man of Mansoor Azhar's gang who was involved in the blast . Asad: What ? You people can't get any info about Mansoor 😤OK tell me about Zaheer? Man1:Boss, Zaheer has been attacked by his gang members and he is in hospital in very critical condition and it seems he will not survive but we have got to know that he has hid his beautiful wife and new born son in an old house. Asad:Gather our boys we will go and meet beautiful Mrs.Zaheer and her baby who is going to die soon in front of his father's eyes as a good bye gift.

Two strangers from different worlds meet when fate brings an Italian girl to India. What begins as a simple encounter slowly becomes something neither of them expected. She is bright, fearless, and hiding more than she lets the world see. He is calm, observant, and not someone who believes in love easily. Somewhere between quiet moments and stolen glances, she falls first. And when he finally falls... he falls harder. But some stories aren't as simple as they seem. Because behind her smile lies a past full of secrets, and the closer he gets to her, the more he realizes their meeting might not have been an accident. Will their love survive the truth... or become its greatest casualty?

Two people with vastly different personalities, lifestyles, or backgrounds are thrown together by chance. Initially, they clash over their differences, often finding the other infuriating or incomprehensible. However, as they spend more time together, they begin to see each other's strengths and hidden depths, leading to a gradual and often humorous romance.

Story of two broken souls, one is worst than broken ,and one is wounded .......

Inhaling deeply, she gathered her gown in the hand that had been fisting it, and headed to the stairs, lifting the candle to light the way. "Jesus," she heard him curse but didn't turn. She must have looked a ghostly sight with her white gown and long raven hair and the candlestick in her hand. Without stopping, she descended the way she had come and quickly went down, her heart beating in tandem with her footsteps, this time loudly on the spiral staircase, her gown and loose hair flowing behind her, probably making her look like a mad woman. What a first day it was turning out to be. She felt his eyes on her from the top of the staircase and she hesitated, giving in to the temptation to look at his face just once, lest she never see him again. Glancing up at him from a level below, she watched as his eyes, light eyes the color of which she couldn't tell, connected with hers. The fabric of her gown twisted in her fist as her pulse skittered, watching him watching her..... ishika swallowed, wanting to tell him that she hadn't meant to disturb him, to tell him that he was possibly the most darkly beautiful man she had ever seen, that he played like he had been cursed to play for his life. She wanted to tell him all of those things but she said none. And then she saw it - a bold streak of white that ran through his hair from the front, disappearing to the back. Realization dawning upon her, she broke free from his gaze and ran down the stairs, keeping a rapid pace all the way to her room, determined to put the encounter out of her mind. Because the light eyes and the streak of white hair only meant one thing - she'd just encountered the silver-eyed devil of Verenmore.

An obsessive romance between a girl and and her hidden stalker who gives her a single black rose everyday.

" don't expect anything from me . like you even I am forced into this marriage, for the world you might be ANAMIKA VEDANSH RAI SINGH but for me you are nothing but a bitch" I said in my cold voice ,just when I turned around to see her reaction she splashed the entire water from the jug on my face making me more angry , wiping my face with my palm I walked towards her ,she moved backwards near the bed ,she leaned back when I touched her neck but soon my grip loosened from her neck and I fell on the bed cause she KICKED MY BALLS ... when I tried to get up she threw the glass jug on the floor breaking it into thousand pieces , taking a sharp piece of glass she threw me on the bed by pushing my shoulder and hovered over me keeping the piece on my neck she said in her cold stern voice making me shiver ... " DON'T U DARE USING THAT WORD TO ME OR MAN HANDLING ME ,I WON'T THINK TWICE BEFORE SLITTING YOUR NECK OR CUTTING YOUR DICK INTO THOUSAND PIECE . I'M NOT YOUR SIDE CHICK WHOM YOU CAN MANHANDLE OR USE SUCH WORDS. YOU ARE TALKING WITH ANAMIKA THAKUR , BETTER HAVE CONTROL OVER YOUR TONGUE " she said while greeting her teeth ..... ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• VEDANSH RAI SINGH a well known business man of 30 years known because of his aura and the power he holds in both the business world and mafia world .... ANAMIKA THAKUR owner of SOUL CAFE a self made business woman of age 24 ,known for her arrogant yet kind nature , the one who knows her could call her angel but the other would remember her as devil .... a girl abounded by her father and family as she is known as A CURSE. to their family .... one known for his family as luck other known for her family as curse .. but happens when to people like eachother are bounded into the beautiful bond of marriage by force ..

"If they won't crown me, I'll build my own throne." "They called me too soft. I let them. Soft things bend. That's why they don't break." Unpicked. Unbreakable. Unstoppable. Yui always wanted to stand out-to be seen, to be chosen, to become the Number One Hero. But the world had other plans. Born with a Quirk that looked more villain than hero, and no silver spotlight waiting for her, she wasn't chosen. She was doubted. Feared. Overlooked. But she was never going to stay that way. Because what she did have was fire-the kind that doesn't explode, but smolders. Quiet. Relentless. Impossible to put out. Now at U.A., she's determined to carve her name into a world that never made space for her. Among the brilliant, the powerful, and the born-for-this, she'll fight to prove that heroism isn't about perfection-it's about choice. About defying the odds. She wasn't born chosen. She wasn't born celebrated. But she was born determined. And she's ready to prove that who you are matters more than how you started. Even if the fire threatens to burn her first. Because not every monster wears a snarl. Not every hero gets the cheers. And not every spark was born to burn things down.

It happened to me when I least expected it. You're curious, you're excited, you're that person who doesn't believe in anyone and anything let alone someone and something which takes you off your feet by a storm. I was this person, I still am. I get lost. Each and every day. Let us see how long we stay together here & now with you!

She is stromy cloud he never wanted to fly in and he is deep ocean she never wanted to dive in. *** Tropes~ • Arranged marriage • chubby × gymrat • Cold × Cold • Strong FML × Strong MML • Elder daughter × elder son • she- brutally honest & blunt × he- judges silently

A long time ago, monsters from another world invaded earth, and we were horrified to realize that our guns and bombs barely fazed them. Seeing how strong they were, we were left with no choice but to hide and hope for the best. We created cities with huge walls surrounding them, thinking that it will keep the monsters out, but it rarely did. One city, though, in the middle of a large forest, hasn't seen a monster in 10 years. There are multiple theories on why this may be, but they would never guess what is actually keeping them safe..

She married him with hope in her heart 🤍 He married her with hatred in his eyes 🖤 Aadhya Sharma never asked for this marriage. She agreed to it only to save her family 💔 Reyansh Singhania believes she trapped him for his name, his money, and his status. So he punishes her-with silence, coldness, and indifference 🥀 But what happens when hatred turns into regret? And love comes too late? This is not a love story. It's the story of a girl who married the man who hated her 💍🥺

They weren't meant to fall in love. She was fire-fiercely independent, unapologetically bold. He was ice-reserved, commanding, impossible to please. Their worlds collided in an office filled with silent wars and sharp glances. But fate had its own script. A forced marriage neither of them wanted, a bond they didn't choose... and a story waiting to be written. Because sometimes, no matter how much you resist, " AA HI JATA HAI DIL JISPE AANA HOTA HAi" .・。.・゜✭・.・。.・゜✭・ KIAANSH KAPADIA ❀ NANDINI ADVANI .・。.・゜✭・.・。.・゜✭・ . "LOVE IS TO BURN, TO BE ON FIRE".!!!!🔥