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Beautiful Goodbyes

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" Who Are You ? " 

" I Am Death " She Anwsers 

" Why Are You Here ? " I Asked 

" To Bring You Into The After Life " She Replied

Ethan Was A Young Man In His Late 20's With A Kind And Loving Soul . He Is A Divorced Man W/ A Child Of 3-4 Years Old And An Abusive Ex-Wife Who Keeps The Child From Him .He Has A Kind And Gentle Nature . He Gives To The Needy And Goes To Chruch Every Sunday And Prays . He Is Loved By All And Will Be Missed . 

Ethan Name Soon Was On The List Of Death . 

Death Whom Was A Women , Wanted To Keep An Eye His Target But Soon Fell In Love With Him And Couldn't Bare To Take Him From This World But A Job Is A 
Job . And The More He Lives The More Painful The Would Be .
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Stolen! (EDITING) by ravenclaw44

HIGHEST RATING, YET: #5- MYSTERY/THRILLER Have you ever wondered about the life after death? A twenty-two year old girl, who is dead for the world, leaves evidences of her existence in the pathway of an upcoming writer, who's on the search mission for her new story. Receiving evidences from a dead girl yields to the mission of the writer, who thinks that they can be the building blocks of her successive book. Her curiosity changes her life forever!! The truth lies beyond many hurdles. Will she be able to cross each of them and reach the destination? Or will she give up? To know more, read on! PS: Cover by @SophiaRuso ~^~ THE REAL QUESTION ISN'T IF LIFE EXISTS AFTER DEATH_ it's if you were alive before death - |Stolen| (^credits again to @SophiaRuso)

Forced To Marry A Mafia | 18+ by SereneDamsel

(My other books r better lol) "Why me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She backed up until the cold wall pressed against her, but he didn't stop, closing in until there was almost no space between them. He leaned down, his face inches from hers, breath warm against her cheek as he spoke, his voice low and almost too close. "Sorry, darling," he murmured, his tone soft and unsettling. "You just happened to be in the wrong place... at the wrong time." Aiswarya, a 20-year-old college girl, never imagined her life would take such a dark turn within a single night. Abducted by Arjun, a dangerous mafia leader, she's forced into a twisted marriage against her will. Arjun's attraction to her is undeniable, but it isn't love. Aiswarya is terrified, trapped in a nightmare she can't escape, while Arjun's possessive need for control starts to blur the lines of his desires. ❗ TRIGGERING CONTENT. YOU MAY NOT GET THE SATISFACTION YOU WANT, SO IF YOU HATE THE BOOK, JUST DROP IT.❗ (pls don't hate on me as it's my first story and clearly not the best. Trust me, I'm aware.) #1 - Forced Marriage #1 - Forbidden Love #1 - Indian Writer #1 - Beauty and the beast #1 - Indian Mafia *Proper punctuation and spelling. P.S :- Lemme get this straight y'all. This is one of many stories that I've made up inside my head to fall asleep. Dedicated especially for the girlies who eat up toxic male lead tropes. It's not that deep. I repeat, it's not. (I hate the ending 😘) Enjoy 😝 There's no way u r still reading this. Pls get into the story. Pls. Oh man I'm so hungry.

Learning Purpose [Unus Annus Fanfiction] by GSQuareDNetwork

Mark Fischbach meets Ethan Nestor when he dies in a sudden car crash, only to wake up in a dark void. A year before this, he was told that he had a year left to live by someone who had also previously died and gone into a similar void. Mark is tasked with guiding Ethan, the only person from the outside world that can see and communicate with him, into accepting that he only has a year left to live. Ethan Nestor, a 17 year old kid who struggles with depression and anxiety along with ADHD, lives a dull life absent of any purpose or motivation. He's convinced himself his life is one without meaning, and that he was born just to be buried. So one day, when he decides to end it all, he is frankly surprised by the sudden apparition of his dead idol, Mark Fischbach, who tells him he has a whole year left to live. Ethan must work with himself to find a meaning to life, and on the way he teaches Mark a thing or two about living as well. Both people are forced to find the perfect balance of life before it's too late, and then pass it on to the rest of the world. TW: Suicide, Bullying, Death, Depression. If any or all of these affect you on a personal level, please refrain from reading. Cover Pic Credit: https://www.reddit.com/r/UnusAnnus/comments/gcfma9/unus_annus_fan_art_im_super_proud_how_this_came/

his Grace by ounouta

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His Forced Possession by ShatteredInnocenz

"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

The Love That Hurts (#Billionaire's Obsession) | ✓ by _purplesky12

"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔" •••• "Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention. "Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him. •••• His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping. (Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this) Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft. "You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go. "And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."

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