The odd Women
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by George Gissing
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The Lady Who Left
Just when she's decided to leave the Town, Lady Cressida Belverst is forced to marry Lord Calan Haverston, the man who coincidentally knows a way out. Agreeing to marry for all the wrong reasons, can Cressida and Calan find out where their hearts truly belong? *** It is impossible to leave the Town, but one woman is determined to escape with the help of her betrothed. Lady Cressida Belverst has always been judged as a walking scandal. Oh, how she tries (on some rare occasions) to be proper! When her parents arrange for her to marry a rich lord, Cressida has had enough. She has to leave the Town because she will not be forced to live with a man she doesn't love. But what happens if the very man she's betrothed to is the only one who can help her get out? Calan Haverston, the Lord of Easton, takes the risk and helps his betrothed by using his knowledge of the Town's secrets because he is as willing as she to stay free of marriage for reasons completely different. He has dark secrets he cannot share with her, and his life is not one he can likewise open to anyone. But what happens when she leaves after awakening desires he thought he has under control? And what happens when he finds himself longing for her? Cressida goes to a completely different place, one she has only heard in stories and read in books, with hopes of finding what her heart has always longed for. But love, mystery and secrets will chase her and it will only be a matter of time before she realizes what her heart truly desires. *This story is a standalone title in the Haverston Family series.Compleet
Divergent High
Tris prior is starting high school when she meets the school bad boy,Four, will they become enemies? Or something else? This is my first fan fic and I'd love some criticismCompleet
The Man Destined To Kill Me Became Obsessed
Yara Isaye loses her family in an accident. Two days later, she wakes up in a novel she once read, as the story's villainess, Yara Julian Isaye. Tyrannical, cruel, and unforgiving. Destined to be rejected by her own family, and the one fated to die at the hands of the Empire's most unfeeling man. She already knows how it unfolds. So she keeps her distance. She does not reach for them, does not question the role she has been given. It is easier to accept what has already been written than to hope for something else. Grief dulls everything else, whether she lives or dies no longer feels important. Until the story begins to shift. A hesitation where there should be indifference, a quiet concern that does not belong, and the man who was meant to kill her, once distant, and unmoved, no longer looks at her as he should, but with something far more difficult to name. Yara tells herself it changes nothing, because some endings are deserved. Aren't they? [Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so expect grammatical errors]
Divergent: Unleashed | ✓
We've all been wondering what's outside the fence, and this is what I think could happen. Join characters like Tris, Tobias, Uriah, and Zeke as they step out of their world and into our own and face things that they'd never faced before. Tris and Tobias, forced apart. The dead, still alive. A girl related to Tobias that is more like Tris than anyone else. And...a break up?! Will the characters be able to handle our world? Or will everything they've worked for have been for nothing?Compleet
Call Me Six
"I'm not who you think I am." *** Human beings are incredibly good actors, we all put on a daily show and take part in the charade, entitled: Life. You may hate me, call me a slut or a whore, but please remember... I'm not who you think I am. There's reason behind my ways; events that I wish would never have happened, people I don't want to know. But dear Tobias, please know that, you ruined me, now I'll gladly return the favour. *** Divergent fanfic! This is basically my twist on a 'Divergent High' type book. Obviously I don't own any of the characters because - as far as I know - my name is not Veronica Roth, but, the plot is all mine. Tris' character will differ tremendously from how she acts and behaves in the original books but I promise that there is reason for this. Tobias is an ass in this by the way... (we all still love him, though) Enjoy! *** A/N: This story revolves around the complications of teenage love, sex and slut shaming. This is not supposed to be taken offensively - quite the opposite actually.Compleet
In the Sixth Hour
Two strangers. One night. Two lives forever changed in six hours. When Beatrice Prior misses the last train of the night, she's stuck in a city she doesn't know till morning. Until one man, a complete stranger, offers his help. Together, with two dead phone batteries, twenty dollars between the two of them, and a night full of possibilities, they embark on an adventure that will change their lives in ways they never could have imagined. "Have you ever had a feeling and just known somewhere in your bones, that somebody was going to play a major part in your life?" *FourTris story inspired by the movie Before We Go*Compleet
The Crown Prince's Destined Bride
For eighteen years, they have known each other's names. For eighteen years, they have known they are destined to marry. For eighteen years, they have never been allowed to meet. A prophecy declared that Yuvrani Nandhini Devi Mahadevan of Chandravali and Yuvraj Rudra Veer Pratap Suryavanshi of Suryagarh are bound by fate. But the same prophecy carried a terrifying warning: If they see each other before the White Comet returns eighteen years later, one of them will die. Now the comet is returning. As destiny prepares to unite them at last, Rudra finds himself chasing the truth behind his elder brother's murder-a mystery buried beneath secrets, lies, and powerful enemies. Together, Rudra and Nandhini are drawn into a dangerous hunt for the truth, uncovering conspiracies that threaten not only their kingdoms, but the future fate intended for them. And somewhere between prophecy and reality, duty and desire, grief and healing, they discover a love far deeper than destiny itself-a bond built on unwavering trust, fierce loyalty, and a connection that feels as though their souls have always belonged to one another. A story of fate, love, royal intrigue, family bonds, hidden enemies, and two hearts destined not only to find each other-but to become each other's greatest strength.
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Abhiranika ~ The Withered Princess
I was in love with a man I knew nothing about. Until I was wedded to the one I was destined for. I thought it would be easy to forget him and move on with my life. I was ready to give it a chance. He had broken my heart, after all. But things don't always go the way you want, do they? Everything changed when I stepped into this marriage and realized it needed me more than I needed it. I had a huge family. A whole line of brothers-in-law and a grumpy sister-in-law, who was also once my best friend. I did as I was told. I didn't even give it a thought, how drastically my life was about to change because of this decision. Love doesn't always bloom roses in your garden. Sometimes, it leaves behind dead trees that never bloom, no matter how many springs come and go. I was that tree. My husband was everything a woman could ask for. I don't know if he hated me or not... but I was certain I couldn't give him the true love he deserved. Every time I think of it, I realize I am just a withered Princess. No matter how many roses my husband blooms for me, I will always be crushed beneath the weight of my past and mistakes. As always, I found myself standing by the window, feeling the cold air kiss my cheeks while my husband slept on the bed behind me. I rubbed my arms to warm myself. The moon was pretty.
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