Amorous Probinsyana
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Destined to Heal his Heart
I closed my eyes as his thumb traced across my forehead, filling the parting of my hair with the bright red vermilion. When I opened them again, realization hit me like a wave. This wasn't love. This wasn't destiny. It was a facade-a shield to protect me from the cruel gaze of a society that had pushed me down since the day I was orphaned. A society that called me inauspicious. A society that shunned me despite my achievements. A society that never saw me for the woman I had become, only for the shadows of my past. And yet, here I stood, in front of a man I barely knew-a man who had accepted me without even asking my name. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Veda - A 20-year-old healer whose skill and reputation have reached beyond her village, beyond the empire itself. Yet in the eyes of her own community, she is nothing more than an outcast, forever haunted by a past she couldn't control. Nakul- The 22-year-old king of the Surya Empire. Hot-headed, battle-hardened, and fiercely loyal, he carries the weight of an entire kingdom on his shoulders. But beneath his strength lies a man torn between duty and the desires he doesn't dare acknowledge. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Thrown together by circumstance, their forced marriage is a union neither wanted but couldn't escape. Their worlds couldn't be more different-her compassion against his fiery pride, her rejection against his acceptance. But as the lines between duty and desire blur, the question remains: Will they find a way to come together? Or will their differences tear them apart? Journey through a tale of devotion, redemption, and love as Veda and Nakul face the trials of a world that threatens to keep them apart and a bond that just might bring them together.
ALWAYS YOU.
Neighbors. Friends. Lovers. Enemies. That was their story... or at least what it looked like. Because hate was never really hate. And moving on was never really moving on. It was always just a matter of time before they realized the truth: They never stopped loving each other.Completa
Love, Guns & Kayise
An arranged marriage, each with their own agenda. Love is a battlefield, but with guns, it's a warzone. Who's going to come out alive?Completa
The dough and the dagger
He grew up in warmth-the scent of fresh bread, the rhythm of kneading dough, the simplicity of life in his father's bakery in France. His parents divorced when he was young, but he stayed, drawn to the quiet artistry of baking. He had no desire for power, only the satisfaction of creating something beautiful. She was raised in a world of crime. Her father, a feared and powerful man, taught her that weakness was fatal. She spent her life by his side, learning to lead with intelligence and ruthlessness. She was not just his daughter-she was his heir. Their marriage was a deal. Her father arranged it to secure an alliance, choosing him precisely because he was neutral, harmless. He wanted no part of their world, and she had no interest in his. They were opposites-fire and flour, control and creation. Yet, over time, she saw his devotion to his craft, his ability to create beauty in a world she had only ruled with force. He saw the weight of expectation she carried. She didn't need saving. He didn't want power. But in a world built on blood, she was the queen-and he became the only man unafraid of her crown.Completa
We Are Not Forgotten
Rebecca knows more than most that life isn't fair and now being a young, single mother shows her how difficult it really is. With hardly anyone willing to help her, she starts to feel forgotten by the world. By doing things she will regret and losing the people that mean the most, she has to prove how strong she truly is. But she cannot always put on a brave face. Will she be able to change her life for the better or will she simply fade away and be forgotten forever?Completa
A love like ours ✔️
Complete story✔️ Soraya On my 25th birthday I'm going to take over my father's throne. I know that in order to keep my seat as the Donna of the Eastern Italian-American Mafia secure once the power is passed to me, I need loyal allies. To gain them, at my father's insistence, I'm going to offer my hand in marriage to a suitable husband of my choosing. Only fools would involve their hearts in something like this. It is going to be a business deal, not a love match, for my heart has been shattered and never healed. Let the search begin. Rafael I was born to lead the Northern Italian-American Mafia. I relish in the violence and bloodshed that come with the Don position. And yet I'm missing something vital. Her. It's been 5 years since I've last seen my little Star. She avoids me like the plague, cursing the day she's met me, and with good reason. But tonight, we're both in the same place and all the bottled up feelings I have for her broke free. I've heard she's looking for a spouse, but I'm not going to allow another's ring to slip on her finger. This is the perfect oportunity to make her mine again. Let the chase begin. When a war sparks into existence into the crime world, and big secrets are revealed, will their love be strong enough to win against all obstacles? Read and find out. **** EXCERPT ~I can't help myself, I turn her around. And the moment she looks up to me, the moment our eyes connect, I know I cannot let her go, not again. I should, I know that I should. But when I hold her like this, everything in me screams that she's mine, made for me...~ **** Tropes: arranged marriage, childhood best friends, childhood sweethearts, secondchance. Why would you read it: • brooding, possesive, protective, dark haired male MC. •badass female protagonist •mafia wars. •smut.smut.smut •soft dom •accents •his love language is acts of service WARNING:Violence. Foul language. Drug use. Murder. People trafficking. Rape mentioning. Heavy explicitCompleta
I closed my eyes as his thumb traced across my forehead, filling the parting of my hair with the bright red vermilion. When I opened them again, realization hit me like a wave. This wasn't love. This wasn't destiny. It was a facade-a shield to protect me from the cruel gaze of a society that had pushed me down since the day I was orphaned. A society that called me inauspicious. A society that shunned me despite my achievements. A society that never saw me for the woman I had become, only for the shadows of my past. And yet, here I stood, in front of a man I barely knew-a man who had accepted me without even asking my name. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Veda - A 20-year-old healer whose skill and reputation have reached beyond her village, beyond the empire itself. Yet in the eyes of her own community, she is nothing more than an outcast, forever haunted by a past she couldn't control. Nakul- The 22-year-old king of the Surya Empire. Hot-headed, battle-hardened, and fiercely loyal, he carries the weight of an entire kingdom on his shoulders. But beneath his strength lies a man torn between duty and the desires he doesn't dare acknowledge. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Thrown together by circumstance, their forced marriage is a union neither wanted but couldn't escape. Their worlds couldn't be more different-her compassion against his fiery pride, her rejection against his acceptance. But as the lines between duty and desire blur, the question remains: Will they find a way to come together? Or will their differences tear them apart? Journey through a tale of devotion, redemption, and love as Veda and Nakul face the trials of a world that threatens to keep them apart and a bond that just might bring them together.
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