A story set in the 1950s in a rural area: The tale revolves around a 16-year-old girl named Chavi, who is married off to the zamindar (landlord) of the village, a 22-year-old man. What will happen when she begins her new life in his home? Will she be able to find happiness? Start:- 26 dec 2024 End:-15 march 2025

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Disclaimer: This story is not my original work. I have uploaded it here solely for personal, offline use. Yun Xiaoxiao was knocked unconscious by her phone and transmigrated into a female supporting character in a tumultuous era. The original character abandoned her family to return to the city and was accidentally killed by her abusive husband. With the Golden Finger shopping app in hand, Xiaoxiao could buy whatever she was lacking and raised her two kids plump and healthy. But when she wanted to divorce the male lead and live a wonderful life alone, the male lead was suddenly unwilling! Male lead: "Wife, I'll make sure you have a good life." Da Bao: "Mom, I will honor you well." Xiao Bao: "Mom, don't leave us, I can be cute." The father and sons acted pitiful, just trying to keep her, who had crossed over. Back, back, back... You belong to the Main Female Character, not to me, the female supporting character.

روايه من خيال

✨️Mah-e-Noor: Between Love and Loneliness✨️ She was once the princess of the Malik family-spoilt, rebellious, and fearless. Hemayal Mah-e-Noor Malik grew up in a world where limits didn't exist, where tantrums were forgiven, and mistakes were hidden. But one argument, one careless decision, and everything she knew shattered. At fifteen, she was sent away to boarding school, abandoned by the family she loved, misunderstood by the people who mattered most. Now, four years later, Hemayal is called back home. Her grandmother misses her. Her siblings fear she hasn't changed. The cousins whisper, and the house that once adored her waits for the chaos she once brought. But Hemayal is not the same girl who left. The years away have taught her lessons she never wanted to learn. The girl who once demanded the world has almost lost herself-and now she must face the family she left behind. Will they see the change in her, or will the past always define her? A story of mistakes, loss, and the painful journey of growing up... of becoming someone you never thought you could.

Him- he is my strength, my voice, my warrior. Me- woh mera ghar, mera sukoon

these two have utterly consumed my brain, so i had to write about these two. if i make any mistakes please please correct me!! id also love some requests hehe 🙈

Yeslin Isora, a renowned assassin for the police department, was the president's most trusted guard - until she was framed for a crime she didn't commit and died without justice. Meanwhile, Duchess Aurora Leticia Calderon was admired across the kingdom for her beauty and kindness, but lived in hell behind closed doors: Duke Cassian Theron Devereux never looked her way, never returned to their palace. When rumors spread that she was never the "true" duchess (their marriage was just an arrangement, and his first love was the one he was meant to wed), Aurora's rage consumed her. She ordered the woman killed - but fate twisted, and she was murdered first by the very person she'd targeted. Then, Yeslin wakes up in Aurora's body, ready to claim both justice and revenge.

In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.