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Caged Flower

Leituras 104
Votos 7
Capítulos 3
Tempo 9m

Leituras 104
Votos 7
Capítulos 3
Tempo 9m

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Beautiful as it seemed outside, coward was she being caged inside some unknown force of life. Living all the way caged, unable to break free, she stumbles a lot neither sure of the path she took nor the steps leading to. 
Lonely was she, until the light illuminated her path. Yet was she sure of the light? she hoped and prayed.
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Lack of Trust, de Byheart1970

"I was not flawed, your faith was flawed. If You had faith in your heart for me, I wouldn't have to bear all that I did because of you" she said looking towards him who was sobbing infront of her. "I was very sad and angry at that time. All the evidence was against you and when I saw that condition of my mother I gone mad." He told her and raised his hand to touch her but she jerked away his hand in anger. "Please believe me.... I really love you" He looked into her eyes with the hope that maybe she might believe his words. "There was a time when I also expected you to believe in me but then you did not believe me and left me alone with my sorrow. Today I will leave you alone with your regrets and sorrows" She said angrily. She left from there. He Fell on the floor and took his face in her hand and started crying.

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, de ishhqwrites

Ahana and Manvika met in New York and became soul sisters. Ahana, an orphan, never experienced a parent's love, while Manvika had a family that never cared for her. Despite their painful pasts, they became each other's strength. But a horrific accident changed their lives forever. The tragedy left Ahana needing facial reconstruction surgery-giving her an identical face to Manvika. Now, Ahana lives as Manvika, hiding her true identity. Meanwhile, the real Manvika was left paralyzed, losing half of herself, including her voice, as her vocal cords were damaged beyond repair. Ahana concealed the truth, while Manvika, drowning in self-hatred, wished for death. But can love find its way back to them? Will they ever get the justice they deserve?

Whispered Secrets, de purva_togadiya

In a world where fairytales often mask the darker truths of love and desire, her story begins with an unexpected encounter. She was afraid of falling in love, yet that day, she did. She saw him, a cool, muscular man riding a bike, and felt an instant, overwhelming attraction. Strangely, she knew him-his life, his voice, his past praise-though they had never met. Her life had been a gilded cage, where she was a beautiful, sweet Cinderella. However, beneath her warm, sunflower-like exterior lurked a wild, untamed side, known only to her. As she approached the man, unable to resist her desire, she found herself confronting this hidden darkness. What drove her to unleash this side? Was it love, obsession, or something deeper? In this tale of unexpected twists, she discovers that true love stories are rarely as simple as fairytales, and not all end in happily ever after.

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 ||𝟏𝟖+||, de treasuresays_

She wanted to go there and slit the throats of each and every person present. But her cold behavior was enough to shock them. She didn't know her fate would play a harsh yet blissful game with her. Looking at every person, she turned around to move, giving them a cold back. She had just taken a few steps when she once again turned around, only to find Sangram taking big strides towards her with a chilling smug on his face. This was the only thing she hated most. This time, she was not scared of him. Standing there calmly, waiting for him to come close to her. This scene was watched by three families. There, Preet stood, clearly calm, whereas Sangram was taking big strides. But they were not scared of what was going to happen; they were scared of what would be done by him. Soon, Sangram stood in front of Preet, towering over her. She was still small compared to his height but couldn't do anything. She was sharply looking into his eyes, whereas he was looking somewhere else. Suddenly, a strong arm swept under her... ⚠︎︎ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 || 𝟏𝟖+ || ⚠︎︎

Paschyatap ~ Repenting Thy Sins, de Sassy_Nightangle

"Stop following me! Just let me go and leave me in peace!" she pleaded, struggling against his unrelenting grip. "I won't. Not today, not ever. Not after finding you again," he said firmly. "I don't belong here. This isn't my place. Let me go," she begged, desperation in her voice. He shook his head. "You've always belonged. Since the beginning of time, we were meant to be together." "You'll never convince me," she snapped. "I won't be part of this farce or let you treat me like an object without a will of my own." "It's not a farce. It's as real as the sun, and you will be part of it-whether you want to or not. Your only desire should be our companionship," he declared. "Please," she whispered, one last plea as her hand inched toward her waistband. "The only thing left to do... do it for her, if not for love. " he ordered. "For love?" she murmured, shaken. Then her expression hardened. "But love was never an option," she spat, her voice dripping with disgust-before she struck with full force. It wasn't supposed to end like this. Anwesha-once a soldier by choice, not birth-had embraced duty for her nation. But one failed mission led her to the dark waters of the Ganges. Caught in a whirlpool, she accepted death like an old friend. Yet, she didn't die. She woke up in another timeline, but here, she didn't belong. A misfit, a lone coal in a chest of gold. She wasn't chosen by fate, nor favored by the gods-just an accident struggling to return home. But every path back was closed. Trapped, she resolved to be a silent observer. Yet fate had other plans. She crossed paths with the Scions of Kuru, a dynasty shaping history itself. She hadn't intended to get involved, but now she was entangled in their world, for better or worse. Can she survive in this era, or will she find her way back? More importantly-who is she, really? And why her? After all, nothing in this world, or beyond it, is mere coincidence. • Book I ~ Stuck In Time Series •

HOPE, de DracoReh

The ruins of her past have always haunted her present. The decisions that she took yesterday are showing their consequences for her tomorrow. Susheela had no idea that by playing a pawn willingly, she would invite so much hate from the person she loved the most. Breaking a few hearts in that moment felt like the right thing to do; facing the condemnation from the past and battling the guilt today keeps breaking her more and more. She has held onto a shred of hope-the broken shred of glass that held memories of her happy time. Would those memories be enough for her to survive her guilt of hurting her loved ones or drown her completely until all she sees is utter darkness? A blackmail that turned everything upside down.

Knitted By Time, de khairoon22

In the darkest of days she lived under the shadows desperately holding her breath trying to flee away from this toxic world. There were days where she yearned for someone's company yet she wouldn't breathe a single word out. As if the words were tangled around her head. There were days , where she once thought to turn back the whole thing but the pessimist side of her strangled her thoughts making it difficult for her to even think it that way. The heart of hers had no place for feelings,emotions, thoughts to the fact that it was just a haunted house filled with dust and the whispers of her inner self saying about the negative aspects of life. She was not exactly wrong about her views in life, for only she knows the phases of life which she overcame with a bright smile on her face. Though she was masking her emotions too well little did she know that the Almighty is 'All-Seeing and Hearing'. Every night there was this voice that reached up the skies that the stars and moon became familiar with. When the Earth was all sound asleep Inaya was awake In the position of sujood, with her eyes dripping drop by drop. Even she needed warmth in her life.

Bittersweet Summer, de williambatt

Loneliness, even when you are "happily" married can take a dark path. After she found the website, her life would never be the same again, and the sordid encounters did nothing for her self esteem, but she NEEDED it, or at least she kept telling herself so. A chance encounter changed everything. Could she really fall again? Could she really escape with him?

Hidden Darkness, de Shekha925

Karma woke up in an alleyway covered in her blood, and filled with immense pain. She had no idea how she ended up there, and she had no idea where she was. It was her first time on Earth from what she remembered. After arriving into a convenient store she met a humble guy that welcomed her into his home. She soon discovered the feeling of pain, betrayal, love and suffering. *This is an ongoing story. I will post a new chapter everyday*

Falling Short, de Zanoobah

My life began in simplicity. I yearned for what any average girl would dream to become, in a world where expectations flourish, yet still being gullible to realise. Like a princess, or even possibly a narcissistic little girl who wants everything to herself, I disregarded the stories told to me during my bedtimes. That 'Beauty and the Beast' was only a figment of one's imagination. That a palace was even a torture ground to those who have absolute control over it, all its inhabitants, and all that are affected by it. The potential bestowed future had been ruined by innocent decisions of my heart, unknown to the tragedy it would inevitably render. In the end, it was my husband, whose gaze I interpreted as one of affection, who was my one and only betrayer. *** | Top Ranks | [#03 in 'Solution' - 13/06/2025] [#05 in 'Resilience' - 18/04/2023] [#06 in 'Islam' - 18/06/2025] *** Important Note: Those who are easily triggered are advised not to continue with this book. Thank you :)

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Lack of Trust

"I was not flawed, your faith was flawed. If You had faith in your heart for me, I wouldn't have to bear all that I did because of you" she said looking towards him who was sobbing infront of her. "I was very sad and angry at that time. All the evidence was against you and when I saw that condition of my mother I gone mad." He told her and raised his hand to touch her but she jerked away his hand in anger. "Please believe me.... I really love you" He looked into her eyes with the hope that maybe she might believe his words. "There was a time when I also expected you to believe in me but then you did not believe me and left me alone with my sorrow. Today I will leave you alone with your regrets and sorrows" She said angrily. She left from there. He Fell on the floor and took his face in her hand and started crying.