His Possession
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𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐙
⋆⭒˚.⋆𝐀𝐝𝐚 𓍼𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐲⋆⭒˚.⋆ ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ The suitcase stood between them like a verdict. Ranvijay didn't raise his voice. He didn't have to. The distance in his eyes said everything words would have ruined. "You need to leave," he said. Ada waited for the sentence to soften. For a reason. For a lie she could cling to. Nothing came. She nodded once, slowly - the way people do when they realise the fight ended long before they showed up to it. She picked up the suitcase. It was lighter than she expected. Funny how quickly a place could stop being yours. Ranvijay turned away as she reached the door. That hurt more than if he'd watched. Ada paused. Not because she hoped he'd stop her - but because endings deserved to be faced. She looked at him one last time. Her voice didn't shake. "I'll go," she said quietly. "But remember this - the day you decided I was easy to lose... was the day you lost the only person who would have burned the whole world just to stay." The silence after her words was unbearable. Even the house seemed to wait, as if it understood what was being unmade. Ada adjusted her grip on the suitcase, then added - softer, almost tender: "ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ," ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ. "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ." She wiped her last tear which had fallen and stepped out. The door closed. And for the first time, Ranvijay felt it - not relief, not grief - but the quiet certainty that whatever walked away tonight would never come back the same. ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦
NOW YOU SEE ME.
She had gotten used to being alone. . Being hidden from the world, but then he arrived, and nothing was the same anymore..... For he was the first, to let his gaze linger on her, longer than necessary. She tried to ignore him, as much as possible, but he seemed to be everywhere, she was, making it hard, for her. He claimed her as his partner in Crime, before she could even utter the word , ' no.'Complete
The Sun, A Distant Promise
She was quiet, unseen, and careful. He was loud, relentless, impossible to ignore. When their worlds collided, neither expected the pull between them-an attraction that challenged her walls, tested his patience, and promised a love that was as unpredictable as it was inevitable.
Breathless
"He was chaos. She was calm. Together, they were the storm I couldn't stop reading." - Wattpad Reader ⚠️ Disclaimer / Trigger Warnings This story is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences (18+). It contains themes and content that may be triggering to some readers, including: • Explicit sexual content / intimacy • Strong language • Physical violence • Street fighting / blood • Mental health struggles (panic attacks, depression, PTSD) • Suicidal ideation / attempt • Alcohol use Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you find any of these themes upsetting, please take care of yourself first.Complete
What is love?!
is that you?! are you sure?! Look at her age and yours?! She is a child and I hope that you understand what I want to told you!!!! You are not a child like her.... Forgot her and start a new life... Loving you was my biggest mistake!!!!! Are you in your sense!!! You always talk without thinking!!! I hate you!!! Let's see if he accepts her...Complete
B E N E F A C T I O N
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Fighting for Life | ✓
She doesn't fit in the family. Her family is perfect if you don't include her. Her family is overprotective of her. She is a dreamer. She is a bird who is desperate to fly in the open sky at night. But her family won't let her. She is lonely between the people she loves. Why doesn't she fit in the family? Why her family is the way it is? Why is she lonely? He is a heartless bastard. He's cold. He's young and successful. No wonder he has got more rivals than the number of his age. He is a dreamer. He doesn't care if he dies or lives until her. He is reckless. So, who is he? A gang member? A biker? A car racer? A traveler? A stunt guy? An extreme reporter? An explorer? A businessman? Or simply just someone who is trying to survive? READ TO FIND OUT!!!Complete
Amore ✔
There wasn't much need for people to ask since they already knew . She belonged to him , forever as they stated . Shall it be true ? I can't say. He picked her upsetting her on the counter top as she held his shirt , his eyes gazing into her with anger . She bit her lip finally speaking up , " I am sorry i didn't tell you " He clenched his jaw squeezing he thighs . " I am very sure i don't have to remind you that you belong to me My belle but if i hear this happening again , people will be kill by my hand and i swear i won't regret doing that " She whimper burying her face in his neck. " I hope you understand me belle , you shall not be touch by any other man but me " he stated to her #cover by hot_steamyComplete
⋆⭒˚.⋆𝐀𝐝𝐚 𓍼𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐲⋆⭒˚.⋆ ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ The suitcase stood between them like a verdict. Ranvijay didn't raise his voice. He didn't have to. The distance in his eyes said everything words would have ruined. "You need to leave," he said. Ada waited for the sentence to soften. For a reason. For a lie she could cling to. Nothing came. She nodded once, slowly - the way people do when they realise the fight ended long before they showed up to it. She picked up the suitcase. It was lighter than she expected. Funny how quickly a place could stop being yours. Ranvijay turned away as she reached the door. That hurt more than if he'd watched. Ada paused. Not because she hoped he'd stop her - but because endings deserved to be faced. She looked at him one last time. Her voice didn't shake. "I'll go," she said quietly. "But remember this - the day you decided I was easy to lose... was the day you lost the only person who would have burned the whole world just to stay." The silence after her words was unbearable. Even the house seemed to wait, as if it understood what was being unmade. Ada adjusted her grip on the suitcase, then added - softer, almost tender: "ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ," ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ. "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ." She wiped her last tear which had fallen and stepped out. The door closed. And for the first time, Ranvijay felt it - not relief, not grief - but the quiet certainty that whatever walked away tonight would never come back the same. ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦
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