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❝ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. ❞ ✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ══════════ ❖ ══════════ 𝑨 𝑽 𝑨 𝑵 𝒀 𝑨 𓂃 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𓂃 ══════════ ❖ ══════════ She grew up knowing care. Gentle hands. Quiet protection. A presence that felt like home when the world felt too sharp. She was loved. But love does not erase everything. And being protected does not mean being untouched by pain. Some silences stay too long. Some truths arrive too early. Some burdens are never meant for a child. So she learned to endure. To smile softly. To speak less. To carry hurt without letting it show. Warmth became her instinct. Quiet strength, her shield. Then she stepped into a house ruled by power. A family built on authority and discipline, where emotions were controlled and warmth was never taught. At its center stood a man shaped by shadows- respected in light, feared in darkness. His past was buried deep, But it was never gone. Around him stood sons who had been raised to command. Composed. Unyielding. Dangerous in their silence. She did not arrive to change them. She did not come to heal anyone. She arrived carrying love and loss, warmth learned from care, Strength born from survival. And sometimes- That kind of warmth is the most dangerous thing of all. ✨ Can someone who has known both comfort and cruelty survive a world built on control? ✨ Will softness last where emotions are considered weakness? Dive

"She married him to save her family... He married her to destroy it." 💔 Full story on Scrollstack and Rowllr ( @pyaariaesthetics) and Wattpad 🔗 Follow me on Instagram @pyaari.aesthetics for spoilers

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A contract marriage was supposed to be simple. No love. No attachment. No expectations. Kim Taehyung agrees to marry Jeon Jungkook for protection and survival, trading his freedom for safety for himself and his fragile son. The rules are clear: stay obedient, stay invisible, don't get in the way. In return, he gets a roof over his head and a life with security. But Jeon Jungkook isn't a savior. He's cold. Calculated. Cruel in ways that don't leave bruises but still hurt just as deep. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. His control is quiet, sharp, humiliating. And Taehyung, already broken by a past he refuses to remember too clearly, starts unraveling under the weight of it. The house is beautiful. The silence is terrifying. The marriage is a prison. Taehyung's trauma doesn't stay hidden for long. Panic attacks. Nightmares. Flinching at touch. Obedience that feels learned, not chosen. Jungkook notices. And for the first time, something about his "husband" doesn't add up. So he digs. What he finds is a past far darker than he expected. And disturbingly... familiar. As buried memories resurface, old names start to matter again, and a long-dead secret claws its way into the present. The line between victim and villain blurs. The truth twists everything Jungkook thought he knew about Taehyung- and about himself. Because some marriages aren't just contracts. Some are consequences. And some people don't meet by accident. #3 in jk - 27 April 2026 #4 in topkook - 14 may 2026

She was laughter once. Bright. Innocent. Untouchable. Until the world she trusted became the reason she stopped speaking. Now she lives in silence-not because she has nothing to say... but because no one ever listened when she did. And somewhere in the same world exists Dhruv Raichand- the man the world fears, the man who never bends,... and the one who was never meant to care. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But fate rarely asks for permission. Two different lives. Two broken silences. And a story that begins where words end. Two broken souls. One silent truth waiting to be uncovered.

Ever since she was born, Dahlia has been hearing a calm, soothing voice in her mind - her guardian He has fought unseen battles, broken countless walls, and risked everything to protect her But she has never once seen his face Now grown, Dahlia is determined to meet him. Her search leads her to an abandoned library, where a single book calls out to her The moment she opens it, shadows stir A cold hand grips her shoulder. A chilling whisper breathes against her ear, "You shall not find the truth, mortal" Who is her guardian? Why can they never meet? Who must she face to uncover the secrets? Will she succeed... or will ruin befall her?

#BOOK ONE OF FANTASY "Who are you? Why are you so attractive?" He groaned. "You want my sexy pussy, I am ready to give it to you, daddy" "You will be my good little slut" __________________________________________________ Neymar brown, a successful businessman all over the world. He has never looked at a girl properly, jist spend a night, use their body and leave. But then he met, Siren smith, she was the one he looked at her, like she is just his, all his. But he didn't understand this feeling. For him he just a bar dancer and his pleasure toy. He signed a deal with her but didn't know that they are meant to be bound together.

"You're a fool," she choked out, her voice barely audible. "I am," he agreed instantly, moving into her space, his breath mingling with hers in the crisp air. "But I'm your fool. Please." The last line of her defense shattered. Dasha didn't answer with words; instead, she closed the remaining distance between them, grabbing the lapels of his jacket and pulling him down. When their lips met, the apology was consumed by fire. It was an intense, bruising kiss, fueled by desperation, hurt, and an undeniable, overwhelming hunger that erased the rain, the street, and the pain of everything that had passed between them. *** At the New York City Academy, a gold-plated sanctuary for the elite and the depraved, "Junior Year" isn't just a grade level-it's a ticking clock. In a city built on legacy and blood, eight teenagers are about to realize that life doesn't offer a highlight reel. You get one shot at the crown, and missing isn't an option. In the hallways of NYCA, a missed homework assignment is a nuisance, but a missed payment to the wrong family is a death sentence. While the rest of the world worries about SAT scores and prom dates, these eight are balancing the weight of multi-million dollar empires and the sharp edge of the underground. Eight lives. One year. One shot. Will they find the peace they crave, or will the pursuit of power leave them as nothing more than another ghost in the New York skyline? Welcome to the Academy. Watch your back. *** "In New York, you don't grow up. You just get better at hiding the bruises."

________________________________________ "The Carousel Secret" Everyone in Mumbai knows the rules of Rathore House: 1. Do not enter the West Wing. 2. Do not ask about the past. 3. Never touch the son of Arjun Rathore. I broke the third rule to save a life. Now, I'm a prisoner in the West Wing, and the most dangerous man in the city is demanding the one secret I swore to take to my grave. He says I saved his son, so he owes me a life. But in this house, debts are paid in blood-or in hearts.

The nation knows them as the internet's favorite duo. One ruling the cricket field. The other ruling the cameras. Vedansh Dixit is the rising star of Indian cricket - talented, disciplined, and frustratingly unreadable. Fame came to him fast, but so did loneliness. Behind the headlines and stadium cheers hides a boy carrying scars left by a broken family and a past he never talks about. Then there's Arishka Sen - a bubbly sports presenter and influencer loved for her chaotic energy, late-night yapping lives, and smile that somehow makes everyone feel at home. She's sunshine in human form... until life starts getting too loud for her too. In between post-match interviews, endless trolling, accidental viral moments, soft comfort, and a connection neither of them expected, the two slowly become each other's safest place in a world constantly watching them. Because sometimes love doesn't arrive dramatically. Sometimes it grows quietly - in understanding, in comfort, and in the little moments that begin to feel like home. ✨

' Love ' , a beautiful word of four letters. Hard to find, hard to get, hard to handle. But sometimes just a unexpected encounter can make your soul restless, can make your heart beats faster and can leave you breathless. Just a eye contact is enough to get that spark between two complete strangers, who have met as strangers but not going to stay as strangers " When eyes talk words are not needed " Ishaan & Arya

A genius hacker. A boy who wants her to stay away. A family whose love stories should probably be investigated. When Eirene Medea Sinclair gets caught digging into her crush's secrets, she learns that shameless persistence runs in the family. Unfortunately for Lucien Vale, the Sinclairs have never accepted defeat.

Juliet and Lucky are best friends struggling through poverty and a hard life. Juliet is close to giving up on her dreams, but Lucky refuses to let her fail. Lucky secretly sacrifices everything just to keep Juliet in school and believing in a better future. Years later, Juliet becomes successful-but she discovers the painful truth behind Lucky's sacrifice. Now Juliet is left with one question: Can you ever repay someone who gives you their future just so you could have yours?

She was never meant to be part of his life. But one accidental meeting pulls her into a world she doesn't understand - and into the arms of a man she knows she should fear. The connection is instant. The danger is real. The more time they spend together, the more she sees the man behind the monster - and the more he realizes she is the only thing he cannot afford to lose. Because he doesn't chase. He chooses. And once he chooses you... there's no turning back...

She saved him once. Now he can't let her go-even if it means caging her heart. "One night changed everything. Now, he'll burn the world to keep her". "Bound by fate. Trapped by desire." The night was thunder-washed, the kind of storm that could wash away blood and secrets. Aarya didn't expect to find a bleeding man in the middle of nowhere. Definitely not one with a gun tucked in his belt and rage in his eyes. But instincts took over, and she dragged him into her barn, stitched him up, and locked him in her store room. Just for one night. Just until morning. She never expected him to remember her. She never expected him to look at her like she was his. But Kian Vora never forgot. Not the girl who dared to hold him hostage. Not the one who patched him up and vanished. So when fate kept throwing her into his world-again and again-he mistook it for destiny. And when she didn't return his obsession, he mistook that for betrayal. So he took her. Not to hurt her. Just to keep her. as his Even if she hated him for it.

Genres: School · Crime · Drama · Mystery · Mature (18+) · Friendship · Action Description: Rene Luis is the most feared mafia boss in the country-calculated, cold, and haunted by a past no one dares mention. Maverick is a quiet student, bullied and broken, hiding pain behind his phone screen. They don't look like heroes. They don't want to be. But when a poison attack rocks their school, secrets buried in their past begin to unravel. The truth? Their fathers built something dark. Something deadly. Project Phoenix. As students vanish, betrayals explode, and old wounds bleed again, Rene and Maverick must face enemies inside and out-including a clone, a traitor, and a legacy soaked in blood. Will they break the cycle or become just another chapter in a violent history? "He sacrificed himself for his friend... and, in doing so, saved them all." A powerful story of pain, healing, and the unbreakable bond of friendship. ⚠️Trigger Warning: This story contains of violence, emotional trauma, grief, strong language, psychological manipulation, bullying, and betrayal. Reader discretion is strongly advised. "This story is the most important thing to us, and become more aware to ourselves because don't let anyone ruin in our lives and we'll focus about our well-being"

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I wasn't supposed to see him. I wasn't supposed to witness the blood, the death... or the devil behind it all. But I did. And the moment his cold gray eyes locked onto mine, my life stopped being mine. Alessandro De Luca is danger wrapped in silence. A man the world fears. A man who doesn't let witnesses walk away alive. But he let me go. That should have been my warning. Because now he's everywhere. In my thoughts. In my nightmares. In the shadows watching me when I walk home at night. They say if you get too close to him... you die. So why does it feel like I'm already too close? And worse... Why does part of me not want to run? 🖤 A dark mafia romance full of obsession, betrayal, and deadly love.

Bonds that feel like home and Tales that touched heart. How would it feel to read societies and school chaos romance friendship and neighborhood all in one book!!! 🌷💗🎀 𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙖𝙮 𝘼𝙧𝙤𝙧𝙖 - School topper a calm and gentleman boy started falling for his neighbour's niece Pranjal. 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙡 𝙆𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙤𝙧 - Pranjal is a innocent kind and soft spoken girl who always helps other even if they hurt her. "𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗣𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗷𝗮𝗹'𝘀 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗕𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁"💗🌷 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙝𝙖𝙣 -An average introverted and underconfident guy belonged to middle class family always been far away and nervous especially around girls. 𝙎𝙢𝙮𝙧𝙖 𝙍𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩 - a bold and confident girl impressed by his introverted and nervous nature. "𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿" 🫧❤️🔥 𝙍𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙙𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙮 - A backbencher and a chill guy loves vyanika topper head girl since 9th. 𝙑𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙩𝙖 -Hates people not in discipline and is perfect definition of beauty with brain. "𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗱𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀?" 🍁⭐ 🍃𝟔 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢

A short Glimpse 👀 "Oh, I know some first-class insults... But I'm choosing to stay professional with you. That's the only reason you're not hearing them right now." Daniyal chuckled again, more amused than offended. "I'd love to hear them... if that's what it takes to enter your personal zone." Her tone turned bitter, and cold. "I'd rather curse a stranger walking down the street than ever let you into my personal space." -------------------------------------------------- That's then her eyes fell on something - A delicate gajra (floral garland) made of jasmine, with a single red rose tucked inside. She stared at it for a moment. Then her gaze shifted to the bedside drawer There were many wilted gajras tucked away there. She had been receiving them for months, always without any name. She never knew who left them, or how they even got into her room. _____________________________ ​Tropes: ⚖️ Law Maker x Law Breaker 🔥 He Fell First & Harder 💍 Forced Marriage / Marriage of Convenience 🗡️ Enemies to Lovers 🕵️‍♂️ Murder Mystery & Political Drama 🕌 Halal Romance