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❝ Mere dil, mubarak ho... Yahi toh ishq hai. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ The whole city knew the SINGHANIAS Powerful. Influential. Untouchable. A family bound together by love, loss, and loyalty. 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚. The ruthless chairman.The eldest brother.And the one who made people double his age tremble in fear. Until she ruined it. 𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚. The criminal lawyer The calmest storm you'll ever meet.Yet never lost a single criminal case.Until she arrived. 𝐕𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚. Football captain.Campus favorite. And an absolute narscssitic. Yet no one every challenged him. Until her. 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚.The youngest. The sweetest.The most protected. And the only sunshine that can calm thier storm. Until someone else also started protecting her. On the other side stood four best friends. Loud.Messy.Unpredictable. They were never supposed to cross paths.But fate clearly had a sense of humor. 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡. The girl who trusted nobody.Especially men.A sharp tounged menace who'll rather jump off a bridge than trust a man. Until this man. 𝐕𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐥. Sunshine in human form.A professional yapper.A walking disaster.Until she found her calm. 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩. College topper.Ambitious. Competitive.Until someone equally competitive arrived. 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚. The group's emotional support human. Bullied daily.Loyal endlessly. The golden retriever energy puppy of the group. And fell hard when she arrived. TROPES TO FALL FOR ✦ ENEMIES TO LOVERS ✦ RIVALS TO LOVERS ✦ FAKE DATING ✦ FRIENDS TO LOVERS ✦ SUNSHINE × GREEN FLAG ✦ COLLEGE ROMANCE ✦ OVERPROTECTIVE SIBLINGS ✦ FOUND FAMILY ✦ SLOW BURN ✦ SOFT LOVE ━━━━━━━━

Avery I know I don't feel things the way other people do, it's like I'm empty and hollow on the inside, I mimic people's emotions, to pass off as normal. A family that came and went when I reached the age of 18. I barely remember my father and mother's face, when it's not through a phone screen. I have worked too hard to lose my place, and when I'm moved to London for a more permanent position for my law company. Leaving me in search of a new home designer and interior wise. That's when trouble hits my door. A redhead, with fiery green eyes and a bratty mouth who can't seem to keep it shut. Harper Monroe. My little menace. A pain in my fucking heart, if I had one. She fights me at every turn, makes crude jokes, tests me when she thinks I won't break. But then the thing with ice is, it doesn't always break, sometimes it melts. Harper I was trouble, loud, and sometimes though a lot of the time caught in the wrong crowd Mostly it ended up happening when I went to parties, trying to dull the void that sits in my heart now. I am in a constant battle of telling a lie and telling the truth, but the truth never seems to come to the surface, only the lies that I can only hold off on for so long. They think my family is rich like theirs, which isn't a complete lie, at least not until a year ago. They think my boyfriend makes me happy, but what they don't know is it's all a lie. But when a new job surfaces I can't afford to not take it. But that's when the job is to not only design a home and create it, but it's also to work alongside the customer. The cold woman whose eyes pass over me, but somehow when I watch her, she catches me watching her right back, and instead of looking away, she holds eye contact like she's intrigued before she catches herself. I tease her, I taunt her, I test her at every opportunity. I flirt and she snaps, I touch her and she snaps, but when it's the roles reversed. Well that's a different story entirely.

Two people from different world met to become each other's world.

A girl who failed her priest as a kid by not being able to save him, now learning to become a priestess herself meets a vampire already 100s of years old, who is quite remorseful, though after meeting this mystery human he feels he knows, he suddenly becomes ruthless to anyone who dare hurt her poor innocent soul.

Under stadium lights, everything feels bigger-the pressure, the expectations, the roar of the crowd echoing long after the final inning. Even the smallest moments feel magnified, like the way Caleb Mercer's eyes always seem to find Kendall Hayes before anyone else's. Like the way she relaxes, just slightly, when she knows he's there. For years, they've been inseparable. Shared bus rides. Pregame rituals. Quiet conversations that stretch long after the rest of campus has gone to sleep. Best friends in every sense of the word. Teammates in different uniforms, playing different positions, yet somehow always moving in sync. Everyone sees it. The matching numbers, the lingering looks. The easy laughter. The way they orbit each other without even trying. But there's a difference between what people assume and what you're brave enough to admit. It would be easier to keep pretending. To brush off the rumors with a smile. To protect the safe, steady version of what they've built instead of risking it for something neither of them knows how to control. Except some feelings don't stay quiet forever. And as the season tests their limits and the space between them grows harder to ignore, Kendall and Cal are forced to confront a truth that's been building for years-that the biggest risk isn't losing a game. It's losing each other without ever knowing what they could've been.

Heavily in WIP.

I cocked my head toward the closed door before looking back at the vile man. 'You think I let him take her to what, test her out?' The words felt sour on my tongue as I spoke. Ian was loyal too a fault but if I ever asked or ordered Ian to do something so horrid my friend would deny me no matter how loyal he was and I respected that.

"Immersed in a whirlwind of constant travels since childhood, Ayla Ricci, a 15-year-old Franco-Italian girl, has never had the chance to truly discover herself. When her father decide to enroll her in a prestigious school in Germany, she finally begins to build a stable life. Amidst unwavering friendships and a passionate rivalry with the most sought-after boy at the academy, Ayla delves into unexpected feelings and an emerging love, This first youthful love, seemingly tumultuous, might just be her last...

The city never sleeps, and neither does death. Darcelle is a ghost in the night-a ruthless assassin known only as Siren, feared for her ability to lure in her targets before delivering the final blow. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, she kills without hesitation, justifying every death as necessary justice. But beneath the bloodstained reputation lies something deeper: a past she refuses to acknowledge and a loneliness she refuses to name. When the organization assigns her a partner-Eiran, a sharp-eyed assassin with secrets of his own-Darcelle's carefully controlled world begins to crack. Eiran is supposed to keep her in check, to balance out her brutal methods. But he's more than just a nuisance; he's unpredictable, dangerous, and worse-he sees through her walls. As their missions grow riskier and the tension between them tightens, Darcelle finds herself trapped in a game where trust is a liability and emotions are a weapon. The deeper she digs, the more she realizes the real danger isn't the enemies lurking in the dark-it's the one standing right beside her. Because assassins don't get happy endings. And if she's not careful, neither of them will make it out alive.

The sun runs through the colorful window reflecting against her brown skin. Her dark globs looking at me. Temptation, wrapped around my muscles that glitched, as her eyes turned doe under my gaze. The blood coating the floor and walls of the cathedral, as God's head turned down to the disembodied figures scattered around. Her chin rested against my chest, as a soft hum left my chest. ''Look at what you have done, little sinner,'' I rasped as I tilted her chin up to me. Her eyes so innocent yet prideful of the mess SHE had created with me besides her. ''Sorry, Cer,'' she whispered. I leaned down letting my lips ghost hers, ''What do I do with you?'' A sadistic smile curls the end of her lips, '' Cleanse me, Cer,'' she whispered back before her heart shaped lips could capture mine in a kiss. A sweet kiss of her obsession. The darkness always ends up catching you, Father, and she was my eternal darkness. She destroyed the very reason I had changed, a demonic reform as I call it. However, the destruction she brought over me was the entire reason I would cage her as MINE.

Asher Marlowe -18 a normal 12th grader who is incredibly intelligent at first sight,a short temper, Dark secrets lie beneath that nonchalant exterior. Julia Moreno -17 turning 18 is categorized as an academic genius but could never outdo Asher to be number 1 in the class. These two have always been challenging on another for the top spot in the class, but little to their knowledge, they have been in competition outside of the classroom too. They have always been in a relationship, they just don't know it.

Second Book of THEIR LOVE series. Siddharth x Aashvi

Are you ready to experience the adventure of a lifetime? Picture yourself at a summer camp with your closest friends, surrounded by the beauty of nature. As you embark on new adventures, you meet an amazing boy. He quickly becomes your confidant and companion, and his feelings for you intensify with each passing day. He thinks about asking you to the dance, but something unforeseen occurs, throwing a curveball into his plans. Join us at summer camp, where unforgettable memories await!

Adhirohah Agnihotri, a man of power, never knew what failure felt like, nobody in the world can match his stubbornness. "Oh you think a filthy pest like you meant something to me then get your brain fixed, you are a pile of garbage " ------------------###--------------------- Aarya Basu, a 21 yrs old girl, attitude and fashion are her middle names, she is a beautiful red rose with poisonous thorns. " Aahh your ugliness is too much for my eyes, please do something or just wash yourself like 2000 times more" ---------------------###---------------------- what's gonna happen when fire met fire .....will they burn each other? or they gonna be each other's safe place? Let's see😊

A tale of love,anger,dominance...... What will happen if fire meets water Read this book to know about it -Rudra- "I hate love. Hate being in love.I never want to it to happen with me" I don't believe in love it is all bullshit. All girl's are gold digger who pretend to like me for my money and fame. -Shivani- "Take my hand. Take my love too for i can't help falling for you " Love is something which happens only once. love completes you ****Note**** I am a new writer please give comments to improve my writing. This book looks cliche but it is not i swear please stick to the book and it's my request please share my book with your reader friends and i am sorry my grammatical and spelling error.

A sweet girl who romanticizes romance. A grumpy guy who doesn't believe in love. Will they make a good match? Will she get her own love story? ~~ Aurelia Harper is just an ordinary 24 year old girl who enjoys reading and dreamt of having her happy ever after. She believed in the goodness of other people and would do anything just to experience her own romantic love story. Alessandro Valentino Alvarez is a 26 year old guy that has every girl swooning over. He inherited a large sum of money after his parent's death at age 19, and started a multi-billion dollar company by the age of 21. Everyone thinks he has it all; looks, wealth, brains, and "a perfect life". What would happen if a sunshine met a thunderstorm on her way to a library? Will they get along? ~~~ My heart was pounding against my ribcage when I heard my father's rapid food steps enter the room. His eyes landed to Sandro before landing to me as I shook in fear. Sandro stared at him, confused as to what was happening. My father's eyes burned with rage as he walked over to me. "You fucking slut." he spat. "What did I say about bringing boys over, huh?" he shouted. Tears stung my eyes. it's okay, it'll be over soon, I said to myself. I sealed my eyes shut when I saw him raising his hand to hit me. I waited for the impact, but nothing came. I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to the light. I nearly gasped when I saw Sandro's hand on my father's arm, preventing him from hurting me. Sandro was glaring at my father with a disgusted expression while my father glared at him back. "Careful now, Mr. Harper." he sneered. "Were you about to hit her?" his voice was low and dark.

a world where love is a liability and lies are armor, **Adil Moretti** walks a razor's edge. By day, he's a charming bookstore owner in Venice, stealing glances at **Roshi Rossi**-a spirited florist whose laughter melts his icy resolve. By night, he's the ruthless heir to the Moretti crime syndicate, battling the Bratva mafia for control of Europe's underworld. When Adil's double life collides with Roshi's sunlit world, their chemistry ignites like a match in a powder keg. But as their romance deepens, so do the dangers: cryptic Russian threats, a gun hidden beneath Dante's *Inferno*, and a scarred Bratva kingpin, **Viktor Ivanov**, who vows to destroy Adil by stealing the one thing he never meant to love. After Roshi is kidnapped, Adil's masks crumble. To save her, he must confront the monster he's become-even if it means staining his hands with blood she'll never forgive. But Roshi is no damsel: armed with GPS-tagged rose thorns and a hacker ally, she fights to survive Viktor's clutches... and to unearth the man beneath the mafia prince. A heart-pounding tale of **obsession, sacrifice, and redemption**, *Beneath the Mask* asks: Can love bloom in the soil of secrets, or will it wither when the bullets start to fly? **Perfect for fans of:** - *The Dark Verse*'s morally gray antiheroes - *City of Thorns*' gritty romance - *Twisted Games*' blend of passion and peril **Tropes:** - "Who did this to you?!" x "*You did*." - Forced proximity (kidnapping x rescue) - "I lied about everything... except wanting you." - Villain's tragic backstory vs. Hero's redemption **Trigger Warnings:** - Violence, kidnapping, implied trauma. - morally ambiguous choices.

Rory Wynter's life shattered with the sudden passing of her beloved grandfather, Henry Wynter. The patriarch's demise unleashed a whirlwind of intrigue, ambition and hidden agendas within the walls of Wynter Manor. Henry's last will and testament revealed a stunning stipulation: Rory must marry Elijah Blackwood, her grandfather's enigmatic protégé, within two weeks. This union secured the Wynter estate's future but sparked Rory's defiance. As Rory confided in her best friend, Alex Hazelwood, her doubts intensified. "This can't be real, Alex. Marry a stranger? What secrets is Elijah hiding?" Alex's concern mirrored Rory's. "Be cautious, Rory. Your grandfather's empire attracts vultures." Rory's world now balanced on the edge of power struggles, loyalty and deception. Elijah's true intentions and her grandfather's motivations remained unknown. Will Rory surrender to her destiny or fight for control?

Can you believe having to break up with your fiancee at a dinner date months from your wedding when you found out he cheated? That's me, then he has the gull to say it only happened once when I'm in contact with the other woman and she says otherwise and has proof. He then tries to hit me, but stopped by the hot server we've had all night. My now ex leaves and for a while after the server and I talk and when he leaves, I find a note, by my plate with his number on it, think I should use it even though I just broke it off with my ex? You just have to find out.

Liora Kim has it all platinum records, a sold out world tour, and a beauty empire under her name. But behind the flashing lights and red carpets hides a shattered past no one dares touch. Born into a mafia family that never wanted her, she ran at sixteen and carved out her own empire alone. Lucien Volkov is the heir to one of the most dangerous crime families in the world. Cold, untouchable, and ruthless he's feared by everyone... except the woman who stole his peace without even knowing it. When their paths collide in a twisted arranged marriage meant to merge power, chaos erupts. Liora doesn't trust easily. Lucien doesn't care for anyone. But somehow, they begin to unravel each other. She's his light. He's her storm.