Fragments of Us
- LECTURAS 6,804
- Votos 281
- Partes 12
Contenido adultoContinúa1h 52m
Última publicación mié, mar 25, 2026
I stood there holding the gun close to my chest with my quivering hands, walking with wobbly feet in the rain, scared yet aware of his presence, silent yet alarming.
"Looking for me, wife?" I heard his voice and turned around to find him with blood trickling down his forehead and neck and disappearing into his chest, hair drenched in rainwater ,looking as feral as ever.
I pointed the gun at him, at Advik Agnihotri, my love, my husband, my venator, at his arm to be precise, only for him to hold the nozzle and press it into his chest.
"You haven't done anything to him. Have you?" My words faltered, my voice almost inaudible, fear gripping my senses.
A haunting silence lingered between us. Did he kill him? Did he end everything?
Is anything left except fragments of us?
"Shoot, Rose," he said before capturing my lips in a ferocious kiss.
Todos los derechos reservados
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Her Seduction
"Do you love her?" He seethes, looking for any answer. The question didn't matter to him but it sure as hell mattered to us. One simple question. One question that will make or break us. I search his eyes and I can see the conflict. He's battling with himself and I want to rush over to him; hold him in my arms and comfort him in his time of need but I can't help but stay stuck in my place. "Love." He hisses like he's repulsed by the word. "I'm Elijah fucking Black. Of course I don't! I don't love anyone, especially not some girl." A sinister laugh escapes him as he looks anywhere but at me. My heart slowly begins to slow down as his words begin to settle. Everything between us was a lie. The ache in my chest is unbearable, I feel like I can't breathe yet I won't cry infront of them. I refuse to look vulnerable anymore. "If you don't love her then shoot her." The guns placed in his hands and a darkness fills his eyes. He slowly lifts the gun up, aiming it at my head. And without a second of hesitation the bastard shoots at me. Melanie-Rose Vaneti a strong-willed , determined girl with an awful past that she's trying to run away from. What happens when she meets... Elijah Black he's ruthless and feared. He kills for fun, tortures as a hobby. But... what happens when Melanie gets caught in the cross fire. HIGHEST RANKINGS #3 in heartless #19 in decisionConcluida
Wet Wild Summer || Ongoing
A mind fucking Dark romance. She holds a knife in her hand and points it towards him. "Don't come near, or I'll stab you right in your chest." She whispers. A smirk forms on the corner of his mouth, and he steps forward. Pressing his chest against the sharp edge of the knife. Her eyes widen with fear. Her knees felt weak. He presses his chest more against the edge, until the blood tosses out of the chest to the knife's blade then to her hand. "I'll gladly die, if you are the one to do it. But that ain't gonna happen." _________________________________________ It's him, who can do anything to get what he wants. ANYTHING. He is POSSESSED what's his, Forever. Obsessive, Eye Catching Side. The One who can bring Anyone on his/her knees. Same as he did with AISHA. -It's her who I chose, It's Her who belongs to me. ONLY ME. Dare you. *** Aisha, A hot fucking women. One controls the Around of her. Head over heels for this Lady. Eye catchy body with eye catchy sharp mouth. She works with her sharp tongue -I'm better than them, and I'll be better than them. ALWAYS.
The Threads of Destiny
"Yuvraj, please," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Don't do this." "Get up," he ordered, his voice as cold as ice. Tears streamed down my face. "Please, I'll do anything. Just don't make me-" "Step on the glass," he interrupted, his eyes burning with hatred. I shook my head, trembling. "No. I can't. It will hurt. Please." "You will pay for what you did to Prisha," he spat, dragging me closer to the jagged shards. "Yuvraj, no!" I screamed as he shoved me forward. The sharp edges pierced my skin, sending searing pain through my feet. "Walk," he commanded, his voice void of mercy. "Please, Yuvraj. Stop," I begged, sobbing as the glass tore through flesh. He laughed cruelly. "This is what you deserve, Aisha. Keep going." Her broken sobs filled the room, each step she took leaving a trail of blood. "This is for Prisha," I said, my voice sharp and unyielding. "Please," she whispered, collapsing onto the floor. I stood over her, unmoved. "This is just the beginning, Aisha. Your torment has only begun." Discover more of Aisha and Yuvraj's story in The Threads of Destiny-Book 1 in the Sharma Series. Cover designed by my talented friend @𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐚_𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞Concluida
His Lie & Her Trust
The room was charged with tension, the air thick with unspoken words. Avni stood frozen, her heart racing, the weight of his anger palpable. "Why did you let him touch you?" he yelled, his voice echoing off the walls, sending shivers down her spine. She flinched at the harshness, fear creeping in as she searched for the right words, but they eluded her. "Avni!!! Answer me," he demanded, stepping closer. She instinctively backed away, only to feel his strong grip on her wrist, yanking her towards him. Their faces were mere inches apart, the heat of his breath mingling with hers, a turbulent mix of emotions swirling in the space between them. In his eyes, she saw fury and a darker undercurrent of jealousy, the intensity almost overwhelming. "I... I wa-" she stammered, but he cut her off. "I don't want to hear anything from you," he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "You just need to know one thing: you are my wife, and no one-no one-is allowed to get close to you except me." With each word, his expression softened, a deep-seated vulnerability creeping in. Yet the fire of his jealousy remained. "I really don't like it when I see someone else touching what is mine." The confession hung in the air, heavy with unspoken longing and possessiveness. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned in, resting his head against her shoulder, enveloping her in a tight embrace. The tension in his body slowly dissipated, replaced by an almost desperate need to hold her close. Avni felt the warmth radiating from him, a mix of comfort and a fierce need to protect, leaving her both shaken and oddly reassured...... Tropes ............ Marriage of Convience Hate to love Stranger to lovers Tropes Boxer X Fashion designer Possessive Husband Desi romance Arrogant X sunshine I May have lied to you but you belong to me, Princess 💗💗💗💗 .............
𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒
"If you do not want that bullet to go through her head" I spoke. She trembled sobbing. "Marry me" I spoke. Her eyes widened in shock. Her struggling halted and so did her sister's. "Why are you doing this to me Adeesh?" She sobbed. I gritted my teeth. I grabbed her jaw tightly. "9 years ago" I said. "You know what happened very well" I said vengefully. She sobbed. I was starting to get irritated. I took the gun and shot. Not at her mother. But the bullet barely missed her by an inch. Vedha screamed. Her knees buckled and she fell down. "If I can tell you one thing about me it's that Adeesh never misses sweetheart" I spoke. Her sobbings had subsided into hiccups. "Now be a good girl and get onto the mandap with me" she stood up with shaky legs and I held her palm tightly. I pulled her into the mandap that the priest had already cleaned and prepared. She stood on the mandap. The priest began to chant the mantras but I stopped him. "Just get to the main part" I said and the priest sighed. We exchanged the Varmalas made out of lotuses and roses and I tied the thali around her neck. Tears shedded down her face and dropped down to her locket. I leaned down to whisper in her ears and said. "Save your tears for later sweetheart. You have your whole life for crying"
𝕄𝕐 ℝ𝕌𝕋ℍ𝕃𝔼𝕊𝕊 𝕄ℝ ℍ𝕌𝕊𝔹𝔸ℕ𝔻
Hope you all will like and support this story. ********************************* "Look, who's here?" his voice echoed through the hall. "Aww, Mr. Black's wife is here! Are you here to save him, Mrs. Black, or to take revenge?" He laughed mockingly. "It looks like fate is on your side, Sapphire. Don't miss this chance," he said, his eyes fixed on me as he continued. "Now, come on, shoot him. After all, you went through so much pain because of him." He handed me the gun, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Now, one, two, three." I pulled the trigger, aiming at the person responsible for ruining my life. ********************************* Sapphire Watson's life was marred by a miserable past, courtesy of her stepmother, Maria. After years of suffering, Sapphire's life was finally starting to change. However, an unknown person entered her life, determined to destroy her for a sin she never committed. But fate had other plans for them. . . . Read the story to find out how their destiny unfolds their path.Concluida
"Do you love her?" He seethes, looking for any answer. The question didn't matter to him but it sure as hell mattered to us. One simple question. One question that will make or break us. I search his eyes and I can see the conflict. He's battling with himself and I want to rush over to him; hold him in my arms and comfort him in his time of need but I can't help but stay stuck in my place. "Love." He hisses like he's repulsed by the word. "I'm Elijah fucking Black. Of course I don't! I don't love anyone, especially not some girl." A sinister laugh escapes him as he looks anywhere but at me. My heart slowly begins to slow down as his words begin to settle. Everything between us was a lie. The ache in my chest is unbearable, I feel like I can't breathe yet I won't cry infront of them. I refuse to look vulnerable anymore. "If you don't love her then shoot her." The guns placed in his hands and a darkness fills his eyes. He slowly lifts the gun up, aiming it at my head. And without a second of hesitation the bastard shoots at me. Melanie-Rose Vaneti a strong-willed , determined girl with an awful past that she's trying to run away from. What happens when she meets... Elijah Black he's ruthless and feared. He kills for fun, tortures as a hobby. But... what happens when Melanie gets caught in the cross fire. HIGHEST RANKINGS #3 in heartless #19 in decision
Más detallesPautas de Contenido