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1.2 The Postcard
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Kumpleto, Unang na-publish Jun 28, 2025
Mature
When Naina loses the love of her life, Aryan, she's ready to give up - until postcards start arriving, written by him before he died. Each one brings her a step closer to healing... and to a mysterious musician, who carries grief of his own.

A story of loss, music, memory, and the kind of love that never really leaves.
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His Beautiful Punishment ni snowfall_stories
27 parte Ongoing Mature
To the world, Aarav Rathore was a monster wrapped in bespoke suits. To me... he was the cage I never wanted to escape. His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Daddy. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love.
Until the Last Breath ni emmafernendes
48 parte Kumpleto
--- They were never meant to meet. They were never meant to love. And they were never meant to survive. When Naina meets Zaffar Malik, she unknowingly steps into a storm. He's the kind of danger you don't survive-a man built from fire and shadows, carrying secrets darker than the night. But she isn't the type to run. She stares back at the chaos... and falls. He's arrogant, unpredictable, and everything she was warned about. But beneath the rage, Naina sees the broken boy hiding behind blood-soaked walls. And Zaffar? He sees the girl who makes the world quieter, even when everything inside him screams. Their love was never supposed to happen. But fate doesn't ask for permission. From enemies to lovers, their bond becomes a wildfire. It's obsessive. All-consuming. The kind of love that breaks you just to rebuild you stronger. A connection so raw, so pure, that it haunts them in every heartbeat. They laugh, they fight, they burn-and through it all, they choose each other. But the world doesn't forgive love like theirs. A cursed prophecy. A war between bloodlines. A truth hidden beneath betrayal and revenge. Zaffar and Naina are hunted by the very people who should've protected them. Trapped between loyalty and survival, they fight for a love that was never meant to bloom. Every kiss is a rebellion. Every glance is dangerous. And every touch could be their last. This isn't a love story-it's a war story. Of two souls chained by fate. Of pain, passion, and the promise of forever... even if forever means bleeding for it. Some love stories are written in ink. Theirs was written in blood, sealed in fate... and remembered Until the Last Breath. --- ---
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Their Bleeding Melody

12 parte Ongoing

♥ A tale of two souls who closed the doors to their hearts, even though their souls screamed to free themselves. The people who swore to themselves, to not let the whispers of their loneliness break through the walls they had meticulously built, are made to rethink their own decision when their paths cross. A girl, who was once childish and sweet, who enjoyed her life to the fullest extent, who found happiness in the slightest thing, turned into a breathing, lifeless being. The only thing that held her together was her diary, in which she didn't just write but bled. A man, with his own flaws and traumas, chose to never show his vulnerability to the world. A person who the world knew as cold and cruel, hid an innocent child underneath, whose innocence was ruined by the people he once loved the most. Singing and playing his guitar was the only medicine to his pain, he had known. Will they ever heal or live hiding their pain for life? What has destiny planned for them? ♥(っ◔◡◔)っ 𝓐𝓭𝓱𝓿𝓲𝓴 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓡𝓸𝔂 𝓧 𝓐𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓴𝓪 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓪