Mightnight Veil
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Last published Sat, Aug 30, 2025
I woke startled on the bed and gasps for the air to breathe.
I wipe the sweat that's trickling down from the forehead. Looking around the room for the source of the noise I push the covers slowly and walk towards the door. The air around me gets dark and Intense with the passing second.
"Breathe" a deep voice says behind me.
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞
"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ "Zindagi ne ekbaar tumhe mujhse cheen liya... Lekin ab jo hoga, kismat ke hisaab ne nahi hoga, mere hisaab se hoga. Aur iss baar tumhe kuch nahi hoga. Iss baar bas barbaadi hogi. Unki. Jinhone meri jaan ki yeh haalat ki hai." And it wasn't a promise. It was a curse. It was a vow to every god in existence. And the air around him shifted-heavy, still, as if even the darkness feared what he had just sworn. But little did he know, their ends had already been written-in the same ink destiny once used to script her suffering. Their fates would burn, just as they had broken her. But not in his hands. Then who?
𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧
𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐: 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 (𝟒𝟏𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒) 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒: - 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 - 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 (𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬) 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊: 𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐨 "Also, Akshat, she's not weak, she can protect herself" She's weak, my Princess is weak, so small, so fragile, almost like a ball of fur, so innocent so pure, she's the epitome of every good thing in the world, she's the personification of fucking angel you read about. She can be feisty I know that, but her heart, I don't want it to break seeing the cruelty like that. But I can't leave her unprotected, Bhai is right, keep her close and protect her but never LOVE her. Fuck that. I already do it, never show love, she can't come out to be my weakness for my enemies to catch, I'll ignore her then she will find someone else, someone who wouldn't belong here, and then she would be with him while I would continue to protect her from the background. No one would know, she's, my weakness. No one would attack her; this world would leave her alone. If people say, she lives in dreamland, I would fucking make that dreamland from scratch. She would get every fucking happiness in this world. I will make sure of it. TROPES #Childhood Love #Obsessive Male lead #Bubbly Female lead #Mafia Romance #Grumpy X SunshineComplete
Tumhari Pratiksha | ✔
❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?Complete
Quaint Days
I woke up. I was in an unknown place. I couldn't remember anything, so I started searching for clues to find my existence there. I headed towards the exit keeping in mind that I have to get out of there at any cost. I opened the door and looked behind to find I was in a hotel. 'Room number 707' as it read. I turn towards the neighbouring room. There was light peeping out of it. I wondered and looked inside through the keyhole. I saw some quaint things. Read to find out.Complete
The Dark Sides And Me (Darkiplier x Antisepticeye x Reader)
It was dark and ominous. The wall you pressed yourself upon was cool and dank. A rancid smell reached your nostrils, making you gag. It was the stench of death. Something horribly wet and sticky dribbled down your back, gliding along your spine. You startle, reaching a hand back and swiping up some on your fingers. You bring them close to your face, squinting to see. It was a dark, crimson liquid, viscous like syrupy honey. In horror, you realize it was blood. You spin around and back up, discovering more of the life blood splattered over the wall, conveying a message. Terrified but unable to help your curiosity, you peer closely, trying to translate. We're coming for you. Almost there. "We're here." PS, all the art (unless I say so) belongs to me. *The cover is not mine!*Complete
Unspoken
I shuddered as I felt the coldness nip at my bare skin; I slowly glazed at my mate's physique releasing a dreamy sigh. I steadily pushed my petite frame off the bed letting my toes hit the cold hard wood floors. As I discretely walked towards the bedroom door, I screeched at the sound of my mates drool worthy voice coming from behind me. "What are you doing?" he replied inexpressibly, I briskly turned around to face my mate as I took in his appearance my knees shakily buckled, and my heart rate increased rapidly. "Well?" he repeated coldly. "Um...I was going to make something to eat" I replied nervously, shifting feet while looking at the floor. "Ok" he replied blankly before descending back onto the bed, into a peaceful sleep.Complete
"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ "Zindagi ne ekbaar tumhe mujhse cheen liya... Lekin ab jo hoga, kismat ke hisaab ne nahi hoga, mere hisaab se hoga. Aur iss baar tumhe kuch nahi hoga. Iss baar bas barbaadi hogi. Unki. Jinhone meri jaan ki yeh haalat ki hai." And it wasn't a promise. It was a curse. It was a vow to every god in existence. And the air around him shifted-heavy, still, as if even the darkness feared what he had just sworn. But little did he know, their ends had already been written-in the same ink destiny once used to script her suffering. Their fates would burn, just as they had broken her. But not in his hands. Then who?
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