Agniraat: The Eternal Nights
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MYTHIC LEGENDS: FLAME AND EMPIRE
The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥
Ink-Stained Sin
𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. He said it wasn't love. Just lust. Just skin. Just sin. But the way he looked at her told another story, one written in bruises, bitten lips, and poems he'd never let her read. Nathan was supposed to die. scarred lungs, fractured soul, and a life stitched together by betrayal. But death didn't want him. So now he's cursed with time...and her. Aylin was never meant to see him again. Not after that night, 30,000 feet in the air. Not after he tasted her, claimed her, and disappeared. But fate is cruel. And Nathan? Even crueler. Now they meet in the dark. No labels. No promises. Just heat. They're not in love. They don't do love. They do bruises and breathless nights, sharp tongues and softer lies. They do madness. She secretly wants to fix him. He openly wants to break her. And neither of them can stop. This isn't a love story. This is a slow, exquisite destruction. And neither of them will survive it whole.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
PLATFORM NO 5 : From DM's to Destinations 💌
Ever met someone in your DMs who ended up feeling like home? 🕊️ This is our story of Ira and Aniket. From random chats to awkward laughs on Platform No. 5 at Bandra station, where chaos met silence and two hearts kind of... paused. 🍀 We didn't know what we were walking into, but we walked in anyway. This isn't just about love it's about that one moment that changes everything. Hop on. I am taking you from DMs to destinations. 💌Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Don't Wake Me
He only exists when she's asleep. Every night, Aria dreams of the same man- a stranger with eyes like storm clouds and a voice that feels like home. He's everything she's ever wanted... and everything she should fear. Because when morning comes, she forgets him. Until one day, she doesn't. When she starts seeing him in the real world-on the train, in her hallway, in her mirror- she realizes the dreams were never dreams at all. They were a warning. Now, the man who once loved her in the dark refuses to let her wake. And if she does... she might remember what she was never meant to know. ⚠️ Dark romance meets psychological fantasy. A love story that exists between sleep and madness, where passion turns to possession, and waking up might be the end. ✨ Because some loves aren't meant to be lived-they're meant to be dreamed.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Monsoon vows
The Malhotra legacy: book 01 Blurb: He's the CEO with a chaotic Punjabi family who won't stop nagging him to marry. She's his PA bubbly, sharp, and the only calm in his storm. For four years, Reyansh Malhotra and Ananya Gill have been just boss and assistant. Professional. Distant. Then one monsoon night traps them in the office, and Reyansh starts noticing everything about her. Her laugh. Her habits. The way his day doesn't begin until she walks in with his coffee. He never planned to fall for his PA. But now that he has, he's not letting go.
BITE YOUR TONGUE -2(ON HOLD)
Years after the fall of the vampire king, the world has forgotten the love that burned hearts to ash. The throne is no longer empty- it is ruled by cold hands, and whispers of betrayal have faded into myth. But fate does not forget. In a quiet town, a girl grows up carrying secrets she doesn't understand- a chest, an old book of folklore, and eyes that seem to echo someone she's never met. She only knows that shadows follow her steps, and danger lingers where she least expects. At the same time, two strangers cross paths. Drawn together, bound by something beyond this life, they cannot explain why every glance feels like remembering. As darkness stirs again, old bloodlines awaken. And the past is not done with them yet.
The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥
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