TEAM ÁLFA
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Love moves like smoke, mysterious, untamed, full of turns no map could ever predict. Just like life.
Two fates, unaware, brushing shoulders in the quiet. Neither looking, yet both destined.
Born to lead, born to rise. But even cold gazes cannot freeze what simmers beneath.
She walks with purpose, a woman carving order from chaos, chasing peace in a world that resists it.
And he? Just another face in the crowd. Ordinary, or so she thought. But his life is a tapestry of hidden truths, a story built on silence and secrets.
Soon, he will walk the path she walks, not out of duty, but out of something far less logical.
Fate has a sense of humor. One glance, and his heart stumbles. He denies it, of course, calls it a fluke, a passing ache. But the truth is loud in the quiet. He is falling. And in time, he will not just fall, he will crash into love. Utterly, irrevocably, hers.
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The snow never forgets. That's the first thing they learned when they found her- half-dead, half-shadow, and entirely silent. She wore a scar like a warning. She had no name... or too many. And her eyes? Storm-grey. Unbothered. Unblinking. Unforgiving. They chained her. Whipped her. Tried to break her open like a confession. She smiled instead. They said she was a terrorist. A spy. A ghost. No one knew the truth. But when word spread that he was coming- The Director. The Ghost Hunter. Even the storm outside quieted. Because some stories aren't just secrets. They're scars with a heartbeat. And this one? It started with a girl on her knees... and ends when they both stop breathing.Kumpleto
The Cartographer of Scars
Their world was built on the simple foundations of family, friendship, and quiet dreams. She possessed an innocence that wasn't naive, but fiercely genuine. He was her constant, his life as predictable as the tide. Then, the attack came-a night of fire and screams that devoured their city, leaving behind only ash and the chilling silence of total loss. They were separated by a tragedy that stole everything, including their former selves." "Years later, their paths collide in a city ruled by shadows. The boy she knew is gone. In his place stands a cold, powerful man. ___*____*____*___ The *Reyansh Rathore* the ruthless Mafia Boss of Asia. Hardened by a survival he never wanted, he wears anger like armor and power like a crown. He is everything the old her should fear, yet everything her 'not-dumb' heart recognizes as broken." A innocent soul Aryavi Sharma "She sees past the darkness to the wounded soul beneath, but his world is too dangerous, and his secrets are too deep. He pushes her away, convinced he's too toxic to touch the only light he has left." Can her innocent, resilient heart be the redemption this cruel mafia needs, or will their second chance be the tragedy that finally consumes them both?" Tropes 🍂 Broken × light grumpy × sunshine cold × funny #Romance #fantasy #mystery #thriller #action #fanfiction ![TEAM ÁLFA [S2]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/381753631-256-k743239.jpg)
TEAM ÁLFA [S2]
More often than not, expectations shatter like glass, what you give your all to may still fall short. What seems clear at first glance may only be a mask. Smiles hide sharp intentions, the softest voices echo with lies. The quiet ones plot, the gentle ones deceive. We're all just pieces on a board, each with a role to play. But only those who master the mind, move in silence, and strike with thought will ever win this game. Because that's how it's always been. Not fair. Not kind. Just real.
Beneath Her Brown Eyes | Completed ✓ |
𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ♡𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞♡ 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞, the 𝑪𝑬𝑶 of 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆, on her path to achieving her goal of becoming the next diamond queen, suddenly faced an unexpected turn of events that sent her straight back to what she always dreaded: marriage. She wasn't gamophobic or philophobic, but the thought of sharing her space, time, and life with someone intimately made her nauseous. But life never goes the way we desire-especially not when we're stubborn enough to resist what it demands. She had dodged relationships in the past like a soldier dodges bullets, but now it seemed inevitable. She had dreamt many things-good, bad, lucky, unlucky-but never imagined being married at the age of 32, that too to someone younger than her. Enter 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐡. Looks like a cinnamon roll, is exactly a cinnamon roll. He could've been the golden child of his parents if he hadn't chosen to be a 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓. Coming from a family of diamond merchants, it was rebellious of him to take such a step-but sometimes young blood, in rebellion, makes the best decisions. He had planned his life perfectly: gain experience, earn money, buy land in North East India, and settle there in the peace of hills and greenery. But oh, my little boy-he is now tied to a marriage he never asked for. And the worst part? He has no idea why someone so beautiful, carrying the aura of buying tens of him, decided to marry 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Not his elder brother. Not any cousin. But him. It wasn't just a shock-it was disbelief. He saw her eyes, and those brown orbs captivated him enough to keep him from noticing the glint of victory behind them. He had never even held a woman's hand in his entire life, yet now being hers made him feel he was in love. But... is she too? What will happen the day he discovers the reason behind the marriageKumpleto
HER SHATTERED LIFE
⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅• She believed she was born to be broken. He had spent years searching for someone he had lost before he was old enough to understand what losing meant. And somewhere between them stood a man who had built an empire in the shadows, carrying his own darkness while becoming the light in hers. Isha Kapoor had spent years running from a life that had only ever taught her pain. She believed she knew who she was, where she came from, and why she had been left with nothing but scars. She was wrong. Avi Rajvansh had power, wealth, and a world that feared his name. But when Isha enters his life, the man who never lets anyone close finds himself willing to destroy everything to protect the girl who believes she is impossible to love. And then there is Dev Malhotra. For years, he has been searching for his missing little sister, the only family he has left. Fragments of a past that refuse to stay buried. Until his search leads him to a girl who has no idea that she may be the person he has been looking for all along. As buried secrets rise, old enemies return, and the truth begins to unravel, three shattered lives find themselves connected by a past none of them remember the same way. One girl who never knew where she belonged. One brother who never stopped looking for home. And one man who would turn the world upside down to keep her safe. She thinks she is the darkness. He sees her as the light of his life. But some truths don't just change the future. They rewrite everything you thought you knew about the past. ⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅• Tropes & Themes :--> ╰┈➤ Mafia & business rivalries ╰┈➤ Found family / Hidden Identity ╰┈➤ Long-lost sibling mystery ╰┈➤ Trauma, healing & love ╰┈➤ Slow-burn romance ╰┈➤ Dark secrets & hidden past ╰┈➤ Touch her and die ╰┈➤ Suspense
OBSESSION. too personal
This could have been a gentle story for quiet autumn evenings. But it shattered against Morphine - a chapter that will not let you stay indifferent. And now, you'll understand why. This is not a story about perfect love. It's about healing through pain, about love that blooms after trauma, and about the fragile line between salvation and obsession. She is a woman rebuilding herself from the ashes. Not strong - simply real. A mother. A fighter. A writer whose words cut deeper than truth itself. She doesn't want to be someone's muse - she only wants to be understood. He is the man the world worships... and fears. A legend. A symbol of an era. But behind the fame, there's a man haunted by his own darkness. Together, they are fire and gasoline - two broken souls learning how to love without losing themselves. Their story isn't a fairytale. It's an age-gap dark romance about redemption, grief, and the courage to love again. With touch. With words. With silence between the lines.Kumpleto
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝑾𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆
--Rules are made to keep people safe, but somehow they end up hurting them and breaking everthing apart....................{He took a hesitant step closer, his voice low but steady. "I loved you then, even when I was too afraid to say it. I love you now, even when I don't deserve to. I tried to follow rules that made sense on paper but not in life. You were never a contract to me. You were my home." She turned away, tears glinting in her eyes. } Hi readers, this is me ,Shiza, the author i want you to read this engaging , emotional and romance story which is contract based and yeah do support me so i can keep entertaining you.......Thank you so much to all the beautiful people reading this story<3Kumpleto
Before the Last Breath
There once was a boy who wanted to be seen. There once was a girl who couldn't look away. He chased the lights until they burned him. She followed his shadow until it consumed her. And then, one night, in a place where no door should lead, their paths crossed through a crack in time. What she finds isn't just a fading actor. What he sees isn't just a fan. And what brings them together may be older than both fate and failure. This isn't a love story. It's the story of what happens after the end. ⚠ This novel is based on fictional characters. ⚠Kumpleto
The snow never forgets. That's the first thing they learned when they found her- half-dead, half-shadow, and entirely silent. She wore a scar like a warning. She had no name... or too many. And her eyes? Storm-grey. Unbothered. Unblinking. Unforgiving. They chained her. Whipped her. Tried to break her open like a confession. She smiled instead. They said she was a terrorist. A spy. A ghost. No one knew the truth. But when word spread that he was coming- The Director. The Ghost Hunter. Even the storm outside quieted. Because some stories aren't just secrets. They're scars with a heartbeat. And this one? It started with a girl on her knees... and ends when they both stop breathing.
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