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⋆𐙚₊ 𝐀 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋆𐙚₊ ~𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐭! ｡✧ Prologue "माझं तुझ्यावर प्रेम आहे." Majha tujhyavar prem aahe. "I'm in love with you," he said. His voice was rough. Low. And in Marathi-for the first time. He never spoke in his mother tongue before. But now... he did. For me. And in that moment, I didn't know whether to smile... or shatter. Was I supposed to feel happy? Because all I felt was numb. I couldn't believe this was real. Not him. Not this moment. It felt like a cruel, twisted fantasy. No. No, this can't be happening. It's my birthday. Maybe I drank too much. Maybe I'm hallucinating. Or maybe... he's playing with me. Again. "You're not lying... right?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. My heart pounded like a warning siren. This felt like a game. A trap. His expression didn't change- but something in his eyes shifted. Dark. Unreadable. Dangerous. Why now? Why me? Tears stung the corners of my eyes, and I hated that he saw them. Because the truth is- I don't know how to react to a man who once broke me... now telling me he loves me. Not when his love feels like poison- sweet on the surface, deadly underneath. And yet, a part of me wanted to believe him. Wanted to fall. Even if I knew I'd be falling onto broken glass. Because that's what his love is. Beautiful. Addictive. Painful. And now it's mine. Whether I survive it or not... ｡✧ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩
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"𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫." *it was written way back so, DO NOT JUDGE😭*Completa
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𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐧. *:･----✧----*:･ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞: The Dominant and Powerful King who reigns over both the legitimate business world and the shadows of the Mafia. As the leader of his family and company, he carries himself with an air of confidence and control. His sharp features, including piercing eyes and a strong jawline, enhance his intimidating demeanor. 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞: A petite and elegant medical student, possessing an undeniable charm that captivates everyone around her. Despite being adored by everyone and regarded as a queen in her own right, she remains incredibly sweet and humble. Her husband is utterly obsessed with her, enchanted by her every move and utterly devoted to her happiness. ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇꜱꜱ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛʜᴇʀᴇᴀʟ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ʙʏ @typinchapters ᴏɴ ɪɴꜱᴛᴀɢʀᴀᴍ.
Manan fs-Death. (Completed)
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Meeting My OCs
This book doesn't feature me anymore because I feel bad to do it. I prefer only to just present my o.cs introducing theirselves to you. Plus credit to @Daniel1821 for the original idea because I took it from her so don't report me please. :3 And the same stands even if I have re-written the whole things in each chapter!Completa
sonna thaan theriyuma
After a year of cwc and how our idols life has shifted both professionally and personally. Short story This is my 1st story so I would really like your review and comments,kindly vote if you like it.Completa
IVORY LIES & CRIMSON TRUTHS (Under Editing)
He was a man of precision- sharp, silent, exact. She was a storm in silk- beautiful, calculated, and always one step away from ruin. ******************** Not all marriages are made in heaven. Some are carved in silence, stitched with secrets, and sealed in blood-red truths. Geeta Varadhan was raised to be flawless-poised, brilliant, and untouchable. As the youngest heir of a powerful empire and the president of a luxury hotel chain, she knows how to smile like a saint and strike like a storm. Her life is a lesson in restraint. Her choices, calculated. Her marriage? Just another move on a board she's been playing for years. Dev Chandrakanth is everything tradition adores-a gifted surgeon, the golden eldest son, the kind of man who commands a room with nothing but a glance. Effortlessly respectful. Impossibly charming. Dangerously unreadable. Their arranged marriage is picture-perfect. Too perfect. Behind the polished facades and whispered congratulations, something else pulses in the dark. A quiet war. A slow unraveling. A truth soaked in crimson, wrapped in ivory lies. Because in a house built on appearances, What happens when both bride and groom are hiding their own knives?
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My Family My Life ✔️
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𝑨 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍: 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 (𝑶𝑵 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑫)
𝘈𝘥𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘪 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘩 𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘩, 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 - 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 - 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵
⋆𐙚₊ 𝐀 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋆𐙚₊ ~𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐭! ｡✧ Prologue "माझं तुझ्यावर प्रेम आहे." Majha tujhyavar prem aahe. "I'm in love with you," he said. His voice was rough. Low. And in Marathi-for the first time. He never spoke in his mother tongue before. But now... he did. For me. And in that moment, I didn't know whether to smile... or shatter. Was I supposed to feel happy? Because all I felt was numb. I couldn't believe this was real. Not him. Not this moment. It felt like a cruel, twisted fantasy. No. No, this can't be happening. It's my birthday. Maybe I drank too much. Maybe I'm hallucinating. Or maybe... he's playing with me. Again. "You're not lying... right?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. My heart pounded like a warning siren. This felt like a game. A trap. His expression didn't change- but something in his eyes shifted. Dark. Unreadable. Dangerous. Why now? Why me? Tears stung the corners of my eyes, and I hated that he saw them. Because the truth is- I don't know how to react to a man who once broke me... now telling me he loves me. Not when his love feels like poison- sweet on the surface, deadly underneath. And yet, a part of me wanted to believe him. Wanted to fall. Even if I knew I'd be falling onto broken glass. Because that's what his love is. Beautiful. Addictive. Painful. And now it's mine. Whether I survive it or not... ｡✧ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩
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