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Kartiki: The Heart Of The Rajputs by Just_Nidhi

"Kuch rishte naseeb likhta hai... aur kuch hum khud." (Some bonds are written by fate... and some, we write ourselves.) Blood may write the first chapter of our lives... but love decides how the story continues. This isn't a story of perfect people. It's a story of the broken - the ones who learned to hide their wounds under silence, who carried scars like second skin, who stopped believing they were meant to be loved. She was one of them. Kartiki - a girl who had already lived through storms that would drown most grown men. She came carrying no luggage, except for a heart that was too pure for the cruelty it had known. And maybe... a secret hope that somewhere, someone would choose her. Not out of duty. Not out of pity. But simply because they wanted her in their life. They were the Rajputs - a family built on discipline, power, and unspoken grief. Four brothers and a father, each with their own shadows. They had lost their mother years ago, and with her, they lost the softness in their home. The walls of their mansion were strong. The walls around their hearts were stronger. No one expected her to change anything. No one expected them to change either. But sometimes, the people who share no blood can feel like the closest thing to home. And sometimes, love arrives dressed as chaos - as arguments, as accidental smiles, as someone scolding you for skipping a meal, as a hand quietly holding yours in the dark after a nightmare. This is not just her story. This is theirs too. A tale of a girl who healed a family, and a family that healed her back. Of bonds formed not by birth, but by choice. Of love that doesn't ask, "Are you mine?" but instead promises, "I am yours." Because family isn't who shares your blood... it's who shares your pain, your laughter, and the quiet moments in between - and stays anyway.

Buaya Betina? [delchik] by lonxchryy_

bnyk 18+ nya.. fxg klo kga suka skip ae bang 🗿🙏

Singhaniya Brother Discipline by nick_gautam

Story of three singhaniya brothers. How they love and care for each other. And they have strict parents .. .their father is a doctor and mother is a teacher. let's see how their parents discipline them.

Steal My Girl by KimChu66

"Why does everyone want to STEAL my girl?" Jisoo, a smart but introverted college student, who is head-over-heels for her charismatic and beautiful girlfriend, Chaeyoung. Chaeyoung is adored by everyone on campus, especially in her sorority, making Jisoo constantly feel insecure and like she has to "prove" she's worthy of Chaeyoung's love. As other students attempt to flirt, manipulate, or otherwise "steal" Chaeyoung's attention, Jisoo faces internal and external challenges - from social pressures and jealousy to her own insecurities.

lima langkah by Rebeccallme

ini kisah Hany yang harus tinggal bersama Gara (tetangganya) yang selalu mencari 'gara-gara' 5 bulan lamanya.

( مالي وطن في نجد ألا وطنها) by jess_25s

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Stuck With You by Val3ntina_Perez

Julie changed her name, her life when she came to England, stuck in a trailer park with a boy she'd forever be tied with. Even when they were in an arranged marriage, it all lingered on if they both would say yes.

The Treasure Of Hell by turtleangel10

Yandere Alastor X Female OC X Yandere Lucifer When Ayla died she arrived in Hell but not as a sinner. Lucifer luckily caught her when she was falling because she is a bisque doll. Ayla spent her whole life in a wheelchair, didn't go to school and was very behind on her development. Lucifer saw Ayla as his do over child and decided to take her in as his own. Charlie was thrilled to have a little sister and as the years went on Ayla became known as the Treasure of Hell. But when Charlie opened the Happy Hotel Ayla was reunited with her father in life and everything changed for either the better or the worst.

عاصِفة الغُرباء by Farh_hadee

تدوم ضحكتي بوجودكُم لٰكن رحيلكُم عني ماذا يفعل بي؟ هل تدوم ضحكتي؟ ام انتهي قبل رؤايت السعادة حتى فرح هـادي..

MINE by iluvraree

"Fuck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine Long as you know who you belong to"

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Kartiki: The Heart Of The Rajputs

"Kuch rishte naseeb likhta hai... aur kuch hum khud." (Some bonds are written by fate... and some, we write ourselves.) Blood may write the first chapter of our lives... but love decides how the story continues. This isn't a story of perfect people. It's a story of the broken - the ones who learned to hide their wounds under silence, who carried scars like second skin, who stopped believing they were meant to be loved. She was one of them. Kartiki - a girl who had already lived through storms that would drown most grown men. She came carrying no luggage, except for a heart that was too pure for the cruelty it had known. And maybe... a secret hope that somewhere, someone would choose her. Not out of duty. Not out of pity. But simply because they wanted her in their life. They were the Rajputs - a family built on discipline, power, and unspoken grief. Four brothers and a father, each with their own shadows. They had lost their mother years ago, and with her, they lost the softness in their home. The walls of their mansion were strong. The walls around their hearts were stronger. No one expected her to change anything. No one expected them to change either. But sometimes, the people who share no blood can feel like the closest thing to home. And sometimes, love arrives dressed as chaos - as arguments, as accidental smiles, as someone scolding you for skipping a meal, as a hand quietly holding yours in the dark after a nightmare. This is not just her story. This is theirs too. A tale of a girl who healed a family, and a family that healed her back. Of bonds formed not by birth, but by choice. Of love that doesn't ask, "Are you mine?" but instead promises, "I am yours." Because family isn't who shares your blood... it's who shares your pain, your laughter, and the quiet moments in between - and stays anyway.