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🪞 #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟎𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 She wasn't saved. She was handed over quietly, cruelly, like a secret no one wanted to keep. Nitya was soft. Too soft for a world that carved love out of manipulation and called it care. Raised under a roof where tenderness was twisted and silence was survival, she learned that obedience was the only way to stay invisible. Especially when your own mother becomes the mask behind your undoing. So when Nitya is married off, not for love, not even for tradition, but for control she doesn't protest. She folds. Like she always has. Avayan didn't ask for her. He's all edges and ice unreadable, untouchable, and emotionally void. He only said yes because it was expected of him. But something changes in the stillness. Moments pass. And in between the ones where she's breaking quietly are the ones where someone stays. Not to rescue her. Not to hold her. Just to remain. And somehow, between the words left unsaid and the glances not meant to linger, a slow, aching tenderness begins to rise not loud, not sudden but real. This isn't a story of perfect love. This isn't a story of grand gestures or sudden passion. It's a slow, haunting unraveling - of a girl who was barely even hers, Yet, in a marriage built on duty, can desire turn into something more? Can Nitya find the courage to claim her place beside the man who teases and torments her with a tenderness she never knew she craved? And will Avayan, who never believed in love, realize that she was meant to be his all along? A slow-burning tension, stolen moments, and a love that was never supposed to happen-but refuses to be ignored. A quiet beginning. A burning middle. A love that doesn't save her- but teaches her how to choose herself, and him, at the same time. And the man who unknowingly teaches her how to belong to herself.

𝐸𝑘𝑎𝑛𝑠ℎ 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔ℎ 𝑅𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒 X 𝑅𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑢ℎ𝑎𝑛 ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ I walked into the room like a dead man. The smell of antiseptic and blood mixed in the air, and my heart clenched at the sight before me. Reet. My Reet. She lay on the bed, so still, so pale... as if life had already left her body. Tubes ran across her arms, machines beeped softly beside her, and her lips were colorless. I walked closer and sank to my knees beside her bed. My hands trembled as I took hers into mine. Her fingers were cold-too cold. "Jaan..." I whispered, my voice breaking. "How long will you sleep, hmm? You've slept enough now... wake up, please. You haven't even started living with me yet. We were supposed to build a life together... you promised me, remember?" My tears fell freely now, wetting her hand. My heart was bleeding inside my chest, every breath a struggle. "Please, Jaan... just open your eyes once. Look at me once... please..." And then- The beeping stopped. The sound that had been keeping me alive-the only proof that she was still here-went silent. My world collapsed. "No... no... no!" I screamed, shaking her gently. "Reet! Jaan! Look at me! Don't do this! Don't leave me! Please, don't leave me!" ｡𖦹°‧⋆˚࿔

She lost everything in a single night - her home, her family, and the freedom to choose. Now she's trapped in the arms of the man who should've let her burn... but didn't. He saved her not out of mercy - but obsession. And he's not done claiming what's his.

"𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏, 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒊." ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆ You can run away from a normal man- but can you run from the owner? The lunatic. The public threat of Uttar Pradesh. She returned to her home town with a hope to have peace- But she was handed straight to the devil. Hate and annoyance planted the seed- of obsession, of control, over a girl who had never been allowed to heal. A marriage she never asked for. A life she wasn't ready for. But now that it's hers- will she run from it? Or turn it around, on her own terms? ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION © All Rights Reserved

"Oh my God, Ishaan! You smoke? Mtlb Aapko lung cancer ho gaya kya?!" Ishaan clenched his jaw. "Roshini-" "Ab toh bas chemotherapy ka option bacha hai!" She dramatically wiped a fake tear. Ishaan groaned, unable to take it anymore. In one swift motion, he leaned forward, closing the space between them. Roshini's breath hitched. The playfulness in her eyes faded as she suddenly became aware of how close he was. His sharp features were just inches away, the warmth of his breath mingling with hers. Ishaan smirked, voice dangerously low. "Agar main cigarette peeta, toh tumhe ab tak uski smell nahi aa jati, Roshini?" Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. He leaned in just a little more, enough to see her gulp nervously. Eyeing her up and down he said, "Aur waise bhi... mujhe addiction sirf ek hi cheez ki hai. Aur woh cigarette nahi hai." -------------- ISHAAN SINGH RAJAWAT - 27. The ruthless CEO the world fears. Handsome, arrogant, and dangerously charming. They call him the Devil-a man who walks through life with a heart sealed shut and a soul drenched in darkness. His love is a storm, his silence is louder than chaos. He's sweet only for those he calls family... and bitter to the rest of the world. ROSHINI MALHOTRA - 24. A firecracker wrapped in innocence. A middle-class girl with dreams too big for the world to handle. She's clumsy, outspoken, and unapologetically herself. A mess of emotions, laughter, and unpredictable charm. Her heart speaks louder than her mind-and trouble always seems to follow. He's darkness. She's light. He believes in control. She thrives in chaos. They were never meant to cross paths... but fate had other plans. Will love bloom in the shadows of pain? Or will destiny tear them apart before their story even begins? When fire meets ice-will it melt... or burn?

Rani and Lamia thought fixing their marriage was the end of the storm, but healing doesn't stop just because love survived. After cheating, a miscarriage, and almost losing each other forever, they finally chose to stay and rebuild. Now they are learning how to love again... slowly, carefully, honestly. But rebuilding a marriage isn't as simple as saying "sorry" or "I forgive you." There are days filled with peace and laughter... and nights haunted by memories. There is love, but also fear. There is softness, but also unanswered pain. As new challenges appear, family pressure, emotional triggers, jealousy, and the question of trying again for the children, Rani and Lamia must face the truth... Fixing the marriage was the first battle. Fighting to keep it is the real war. Will their second chance be stronger than their past? Or will the cracks they once repaired begin to break open again? Attribution No-Derivs 2025 by Pensrikylie.

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This is the story of Ananya, a plus-size south Indian girl. She is forced to marry a rich and influential man named Rudra whom she had a long-term crush on. It seems like a dream come true right? but in her case, it wasn't

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They were a family too strong for this world too pure, too loving. Maybe that's why destiny tried to break them. One tragic incident stole the first pillar of their happy home. And soon after, the other two followed, leaving behind only shadows of what once was. Now, Ranvijay, the eldest, stands as the reluctant protector. He never wanted the burden, but he couldn't let the pieces fall apart. Not when his younger brothers still needed to know what a family meant. Beside him is Rajeev, quiet and calm the anchor in Rudransh's storm. His music, his peace, his silent strength held them together when words failed. And Reyansh, the youngest the heart. A burst of colour in their grey world. He still knows how to laugh, how to love, how to bring light even when everything seems dark. But what they don't know is that one piece of their soul is missing . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him and still waiting for him . But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return Bringing with him the storm... and the healing. You can start reading the book , because your author will not stop in between so , be free to shower your views . And enjoy . . . Join me in the incredible journey . . . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him. But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return - Bringing with him the storm... and the healing.

(Wicked 2024 + Wicked: For Good 2025) Misunderstood because of his green skin, a young man named Elphobus forges an unlikely but profound friendship with (Y/n) and her sister Galinda, two students with an unflinching desire for popularity and another for peace. Following an encounter with the Wizard of Oz, their relationship soon reaches a crossroads as their lives begin to take very different paths. A year later, now demonized as the Wicked Wizard of the West, Elphobus lives in exile in the Ozian forest, while Glinda and (Y/n) reside at the palace in Emerald City, reveling in the perks of fame and popularity. As an angry mob rises against the Wicked Wizard, Elphobus needs to reunite with (Y/n) to transform himself, and all of Oz, for good.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲. "𝐈 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝗧𝘃𝗱 : 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝟯_𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝟰. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘀 : 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝟮_𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝟱.

ត្រឹមមួយរាត្រីធ្វើអោយនាយកម្លោះម៉ាហ្វៀ រស់នៅរសាប់រសល់ពេលដែលគ្មានគេ!!! Jeon Jungkook Kin Taehyung

In an age when kingdoms rose and burned under the weight of ambition, three men bound not by blood, but by loyalty. Duryodhana, the prince who refused to be a puppet of tradition, reshaped his empire with iron will and a heart that hid quiet storms. Karna, the outcast-king forged in fire, walked the line between honour and rebellion - a hero born of silence and wrath. Ashwatthama, the immortal's son, carried both his father's curse and his own fierce love, standing torn between dharma and devotion. Together, they challenged gods and kings, rewriting the fate that others wrote for them. But when love, pride, and power entangled their paths, even friendship, their greatest strength was tested. "THE TALE OF TRINITY" is a sweeping reimagination of the Mahabharata, not of war, but of brotherhood. Of men who dared to love fiercely, fight righteously, and rule differently.

𝐘𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐗 𝐃𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢 She doesn't speak. Not because she can't, but because the world never deserved her voice. He's a storm in human skin - arrogant, loud, dangerously charming. A player in every sense. But when he meets her - the girl who looks like silence and feels like art - his games start to lose meaning. She's his calm. He's her chaos. And yet, they collide like they were written in the stars. But love isn't simple when secrets are louder than words... And silence? Sometimes it hides the darkest truth. In a world full of noise, their story begins with the quietest heartbeat.

ONGOING ☆ UNEDITED ☆ ENGLISH Gou Tian and Wang Ziyu are both college students at a prestigious private university, but their worlds couldn't be more different. Wang Ziyu has the warmth of a complete family while Gou Tian only has his loving grandfather. Tian shares a complicated bond with his twin half-siblings from his late father's second wife, a woman just as kind as his late mother, who never knew she had married a man with a family. Will their connection be enough to bridge the distance between them?

"𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙." "Is he going to ask if I'm okay?" Navya muttered to herself. But everything she expected-turned out to be the opposite ! "Hey you, are you mad? Beech sadak par is tarah wrong side kyun gaadi chala rahi thi? Gaadi chalani aati nahi toh Rossi banne kyun chali thi???" Shaurya roared, slamming the door of his car tightly as he came near her. And that was enough to make Navya's anger grow wider. "Oh hello! Chillaa kispe rahe ho, haan? Apni awaaz neeche rakho," she said, making her scooty stand and pointing her finger straight at him angrily. "Waah! Galti tumhari, aur ab attitude bhi dikha rahi ho? Rules nahi pata? " he said, totally amazed at her actions. "Hey you listen,don't be oversmart with me,okay?" she raised her eyebrows and yelled at him. "Ek toh galti tumhari, upar se mujh par chillaa rahi ho? Kitne saal ki ho? Driving licence hai tumhara? Police le jaayegi abhi, batata hoon," he said irritably. "Haan, galti meri thi. Lekin tum toh mujhpe bina sach jaane chillaa rahe ho.itna bhi nahi pata ki ladkiyon se unki age nahi poochhte, bewakoof insaan. " she said, flipping her hair back. "Dekh raha tha ki baal sudhaar aalay jaaogi ya police station,"he said - and her jaw dropped in anger and surprise. "You are just a piece of shit," she said, turning on her heel. Standing her scooty up and wearing her helmet, she started to leave. "Stupid girl, kashmir aake kis pagal se takara gaya me." he muttered and left the place, fuming as he sat inside the car and drove off fast.

She believed in love. He believed in nothing. Fate believed in chaos. A marriage of convenience. Two wounded souls. Two secrets. One marriage neither asked for. No promises. No emotions. Just a name shared... and a home divided. Anvika Khanna, an introvert sweet girl, once lit up every room she walked into-the heart of the Khanna family, with dreams spun from fairytales and ink-until her world shattered with accusations, betrayals, and a past too painful to forget. Stripped of her name and family, she built a quiet empire through her words, hiding behind a pen name... and a broken heart no one sees. She disappeared into silence... and her stories. Evyavaan Malhotra, the cold, elusive and the eldest heir of the powerful Malhotra empire, has learned to keep love at arm's length and wear a facade of grumpiness. He has demons of his own. Bound to Anvika by duty, not choice, he never wanted a wife-especially not one with a past wrapped in shadows. He swears to keep his distance-unaware she's already survived worse than his distance. But can love bloom in the silence between the storms? Or are some scars too deep to heal? •~•~•~•~• It's a standalone novel! This book contains content intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright © - This story is a work of fiction and belongs to me. Do not copy or repost without permission.

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❝𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧' 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲❞ kara deluca and max verstappen had rules-no strings, no promises, no falling. just friends, just fun, just enough to keep coming back. but lines blur. hearts slip. and when an unexpected pregnancy shatters the illusion of casual, they're forced to face what's really been there all along. messy. magnetic. impossible to walk away from. Max Verstappen × Kara DeLuca started: 19th july 2025 finished: [ random updates hehe]