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𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫 "𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴" 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧-mature & heartbreakingly kind.She spent her life trying to survive the ghosts of past she never asked for.With amber eyes that hold storms & silence & a heart full of warmth, she's everything he refuses to believe in.She has been called curse yet she still chooses love over hate. 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤d-Cold.Calculated.Dangerous-a storm in human form.He was never supposed to be hers.Yet, fate bound them in a marriage built on misunderstanding, bitterness, and secrets.He's vowed never to fall for illusions like love.Especially not with the woman tied to the darkness that destroyed his family. ~ He believes she's the reason behind his family's ruin. She's the girl who watched hers fall apart-powerless to stop it. 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘑𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘠. 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘙𝘜𝘐𝘕. 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘛 ? 𝘐𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘕 𝘛𝘖 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘊𝘌. But when buried lies begin to surface & past enemies rise again.Will the masks finally fall?Will the truth set them free or destroy them both? Two souls. One destiny.A history soaked in blood, betrayal & love that refuses to die. Step into the world of Rida-where every heartbeat hides a secret,glance is a war, and love might just be the deadliest thing of all.

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Two teenagers dead. One girl on camera. One identical face left behind. "That's me," Eden said, pointing to the footage. "No, it's not," Elara whispered, "That's me." And just like that, the case broke in half. When 18-year-old Noah Rowe and his girlfriend Tess Marlowe are found murdered at an abandoned railway station, CCTV footage reveals one of the killers-a girl in a hoodie, her face caught for just a moment. The face belongs to either Eden or Elara Wren-identical twins with a dark, toxic past and a shared connection to the victims. But the case isn't so simple. Both sisters claim innocence. Both have alibis. And both were in love with Noah. As Detective Eliza Hart, a rising name in the London Homicide Unit, begins digging into the twins' lives, she finds a buried world of obsession, jealousy, betrayal, and a sisterhood that's not as unbreakable as it seems. The deeper Eliza goes, the more twisted the story becomes. Because the twins didn't just hate each other. They may have needed each other to kill. and just like that "We hate each other so much" turned into a confusion. [ 𝟷𝟻 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢/𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎]

"Some stories don't begin with a spark. They begin with silence." This is a story about a girl who didn't fit in - not because she was different, but because she was rewritten. She lost memories. She lost voices. She lost parts of herself to protect the rest. But slowly, she remembered. Not everything. But enough to begin again. A soft mystery. A quiet heartbreak. A journey through forgotten truths. And the truth is - sometimes what you forget... still remembers you.

We've all heard and devoured the classic trope involving the shenanigans of a jock, a princess, a nerd, and a criminal. Although who knows of the trouble capable of ensuing when The Breakfast Club isn't PG-13 anymore? That's the 2007 freshman batch of Arlington University for you. A self proclaimed narc, a blue eyed beauty concealing a Grey Goose in her fanny pack, a playboy with a haunting past, and a musician turned jock selling his soul for steroids out on the soccer field- all scrambling to clear their names out when the silver spooned vixen of Arlington goes missing. Questions are raised, cold corpses come to light, and the blue blooded tyrants finally learn that every action comes with an equally forceful reaction. But are they too late? Copyright 2021| bookishbronte Word Count [ 1,00,000 - 1,10,000 ] (Featured in Wattpad's Mystery reading list)

"Hey Zain, what are you doing here at this hour of night?" Saleem entered the study room frowning but got baffled to find Zain glaring at him. "These. What are these doing in your study room?" He sneered with hurt raising in his eyes, holding a picture in one hand and the anklet in the other one. " I can explain." Saleem gulped down the lump in his throat. " You must explain each and everything from the beginning because I have found, one thing more." He produced a letter which was sealed in the layer of the picture. ********************************************* When a young photographer Zain Ahmed visits Sikandarabad-A city with sky scraping mountains , forests and widespread rocky and hilly areas, after ten years, a lot of things are changed. An anklet collides the past with present to reveal the cruelest truth of life for him. (Unedited : First draft) ********************************************* * A short story of suspense , mystery and tragedy to keep you on the edge of curiosity.* Book cover made by @Elifhoorainstories. Highest rating : #3 in Wattpad mystery Author's Note: The story originally belongs to me and plagiarism is not allowed. Any copy of this book in hard,soft or any other form is not allowed without my permission. This book is currently available only on Wattpad.

She was never supposed to exist. When Ariana starts getting called by a mysterious name Riana, her life flips upside down. A dusty file. A missing girl. A truth buried for decades. What she uncovers will change everything. Are you ready to open The Missing File?

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters, organizations, and events are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story may contain mature themes including crime, violence, and psychological tension. Reader discretion is advised. Law enforcement procedures in this story are fictionalized for entertainment purposes. ✧═══════༺༻═══════✧ Murders. One after another. The city is paralyzed with fear. One man among thousands holds the truth - and the guilt. Clues are surfacing, but none make sense. Ajay Agarwal - hotshot celebrity and head of the elite SCI Division - stumbles into the case unknowingly. The media wants answers. The politicians want results. The killer wants something else entirely. Each victim is somehow someone Ajay knows. Coincidence... or vendetta? With pressure behind him and bloodshed ahead of him - can Ajay stop the killer before time runs out? ✧═══════༺༻═══════✧ © 2025 A.A / AA004007 All rights reserved. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, or distributed in any form without the author's permission. This story is protected under copyright law. Wattpad timestamps confirm authorship and original creation. Respect the work. Don't steal it. Or Ajay will hunt you down for me.

Juniper Rae Scott was once on the road to something big in law enforcement-until a major case went wrong, and everything crashed. The one person she trusted most, Elias Holt Everett, walked away with the promotion... while she took the fall. She hasn't forgiven him since. But everything changes when a woman receives a severed finger as a gift-and then dies days later. Juniper is unexpectedly pulled back into action, chasing a case that grows stranger with every turn. The only thing more complicated than the case? She's partnered up with him again. -"You still don't trust me," she says. Elias looks at her, voice low-"If I didn't, I wouldn't have asked for you." -He snapped his fingers. "Yeah, that one! My cousin's girlfriend's brother does landscaping there. Says the husband's a total creep." -"Stop looking at me like that," i said without turning around. Elias leaned closer, voice low. "If you knew how I looked at you... you wouldn't be able to stand still."

" I'll find you " A mysterious past of her , unaware of the truth she is on the journey of her fate . *Cr -- pictures belongs to the original owner*

A friend group of teens goes on a camping trip. When they return, their friend, Amelia Baxter, starts acting strange. Two days later, she is found dead. The police drop the case, it is ruled a suicide. Her friends start to question her death, was it really suicide? As they investigate, they will try to figure out how Amelia really died. Also, the big question, who did it?

Ava Morales stood at the edge of the Danube River, the lights of the city reflecting off the water like a thousand tiny stars. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she gazed up at the towering spires of the Hungarian Parliament building. He was waiting for her, his eyes fixed on hers like a hawk watching its prey.

¿Who am I without her ? (Au universe peter campbell is a detective)

"The killer isn't just copying fiction. He's finishing the book the author abandoned." A detective who stopped believing in justice. A writer who never believed in truth. And a killer who follows the story better than the author ever could. When a string of murders begin to mirror scenes from Kai Santiago's unpublished manuscript, Detective Rea Dizon is forced to confront the past she buried - and the man she once loved. Each body found is posed like a scene from a book. A book that was never meant to be read. Now Rea must work with Kai, chapter by chapter, murder by murder, before the killer reaches the one scene that was never supposed to be written... Chapter Nine. The one where the detective dies.

Some mornings wake you. Others change everything. Ifeoma thought it would be just another noisy morning in her small town-the town crier's gong, her parents bickering, and chores she didn't want to do. But behind the laughter, behind the early calls and warm greetings, something was unraveling. When her parents disappear without a word and she turns to the one person she thought she could trust, the dawn spirals into a day filled with betrayal, heartbreak, and the kind of silence that never truly leaves. A haunting tale of innocence lost, Echoes at Dawn reminds us that sometimes the loudest screams are the ones no one hears.

"He was never real... or so I told myself." 16-year-old Prisha is the quiet type. The kind who smiles in public but drowns in silence at home. After losing her mother, she finds comfort in her diary-and in Rohit, her so-called online best friend. No one has ever seen him. No one's ever spoken to him. But Prisha? She swears he listens. When she suddenly goes missing, her family, friends, and even the police are left with only her words. Her Diary. Her secrets. Her lies. And as each page is read, one thing becomes terrifyingly clear: Sometimes, when you speak to the dark long enough... it answers.

Weddings are supposed to be about love, laughter, and way too much biryani. But for Ananya Sharma, her cousin's shaadi turns into something else entirely-chaos, gossip, and a mystery no one wants her to uncover. Dragged into the madness of sangeets and mehendis, Ananya rolls her eyes at nosy aunties and nosier relatives... until a strange photograph vanishes from her grandfather's study. Soon after, she finds a chilling note hidden away: Don't trust the bride. Who would leave such a message? And why does everyone seem so determined to pretend nothing is wrong? Between dodging questions about her own marriage prospects, navigating awkward encounters with an infuriatingly charming stranger, and dealing with cousins who treat drama like a sport, Ananya finds herself tangled in a secret buried deep within her family's past. As the drums beat louder and the wedding reaches its glittering climax, whispers grow into warnings. Someone knows more than they're saying. And if Ananya isn't careful, this shaadi might end with more than just broken hearts. The Wedding of Whispers kicks off the Secrets in Silk series-a desi dramedy-mystery where family gossip collides with hidden truths, and every laugh hides a secret waiting to be revealed.

When Olivia, Zeoy, Arena, and Maya set out for a weekend adventure after graduation, they expect laughter, memories, and freedom. But their destination - the mysterious Black Wood Manor, lost deep in the misty mountains - hides more than creaking floors and ghost stories. As the nights grow darker, strange whispers echo through the halls, and buried secrets begin to surface. Maya soon realizes the manor is more than a getaway - it's the key to her forgotten childhood... and the truth behind her parents' death. Friendship will be tested. Fear will take root. And the shadows of Black Wood Manor will demand to be remembered.

How does it feel, when you know the place you called home isn't a home but something else? And the whole life you lived was a lie? The people you saw growing up are hiding a dark truth from you? And, The people you trusted aren't trustworthy? Being a girl is a sin or what? Come and join the story of a Girl from the Monastery to know what is happening in her life!

"I had loved selflessly, but someone loved me in silence, desperately. I couldn't even imagine it... Why is there nothing in my hands now..."