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Novel Rating:10/10 #1 - business #2 - Space #5 - Sudden Wealth #2 - Famine [FOR OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY] [Space + Supplies + Modern-to-Ancient Time Travel + Famine Escape + Business + Politics] Qian Chunhua, who had been single all her life, suddenly time-traveled-bringing along a space full of supplies. She gained something she had dreamed of before time-traveling: children. To her shock, she discovered that one of the children had been switched at birth. After setting things right, she led the three children through natural disasters and wartime chaos... In the end, she successfully raised all three children into adulthood.

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Amelia 'Amy' Delany struggles to live her New York dream of becoming a writer, whilst stuck in a dead-end job, feeling like she'll never escape it. Whilst trying to make a name for herself with her stories, she spends each night in the nearby Irish bar with her closest (and only) friends. As she navigates through her mid-twenties, some of those relationships develop into more than just 'old college neighbours' and 'drinking buddies'. * How I Met Your Mother fanfic bc I never see any and I love the show :) OC x Barney Stinson (Little bit of OC x Ted Mosby)

Aditya and Siya both stood in front of each other, unable to look at other,unspoken words scattered between. Her foot was shivering in terror. Can't understand what has happened with them. "Why are you saying this? I am married to you" Siya tongue shivering badly as the words escaped from her mouth,the first time she spoke to him, her gaze lowered on her red lehenga. "No. You are nothing to me, do you understand that?. I only obeyed my dear uncle's wish.You are still unknown to me and you will rest of your life" Aditya's eyes filled with tears , he was seeing his future scattered in front of his eyes. His emotions, his feelings, everything just escaped from his hands like sand. Siya gaze fixed over the ground, tears escaped from her eyes, but all she knew about this marriage was only to save her and her brother, not for relation. There is no love,no care even if they don't know their names. ✨🦋"What kind of marriage is this??" 🦋✨.......... Jump into the book and explore the whole book. Siya 🌷◕෴ ♡♡ Aditya 🌷◕෴ ♡⁠♡ ♡⁠♡ ♡⁠♡ 📒📒📒📒✯✯........ Don't judge the book in fewer chapters..... Perhaps you will enjoy the book once you read it more than the 10- 15 chapter .................｡⁠◕◕⁠｡｡⁠◕◕⁠｡｡⁠◕◕⁠｡

𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬... 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. Once, he was a boy who hated her with every corner of his heart. Years later, fate forced them into a marriage neither of them wanted, binding them under the same roof despite the distance between them. But she is no longer the loud, carefree girl he remembers. Life took everything from her, including her laughter, her innocence, and her parents, leaving behind a quiet woman who hides her pain behind a calm smile. Before their marriage, he made one thing clear: "Don't expect love from me." So she never did. As they begin sharing a life together, he slowly starts seeing her differently, noticing the sadness she conceals and the strength she carries. Yet one question remains: if he remembers her so well, why doesn't she even know his name? A story of heartbreak, healing, and unexpected love, where old hatred gives way to feelings neither of them ever imagined. ×××× Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine | Marriage of Convenience | Forced Proximity | No Cheating | She fell first (or so she thinks) × He fell harder and harder.. It's just my first book pls don't judge my writing.. because there's noway I can be perfect. . . .

"𝙀𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙟𝙝𝙖𝙜𝙙𝙖𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞" Anika Mirza - the only daughter of the Mirza family, spoiled in comfort and luxury yet lost in her own dreamy chaos. By day, she's the confident girl who does what she wants, unapologetically herself. But by night, she hides behind a pen name, spinning stories of love she secretly longs to live - the kind that exists only in her books. Between chasing fantasies and avoiding reality, she's constantly at war with one person: Aarush, her infuriating shadow, her lifelong rival, and the one who somehow always manages to get under her skin. Little does she know, the story she's been writing might just start with him. ... "𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙝𝙞 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙙𝙖𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞" Aarush Siddique - the youngest son of the powerful Siddique family, charming, reckless, and far too carefree for someone with a past full of untold stories. Beneath the teasing smirk and playful banter lies a man who's seen more than he lets on. He lives for thrill - the roar of engines, late-night races, and the satisfaction of getting on Anika Mirza's nerves. What she calls irritation, he calls connection - because annoying her is the only way he knows to keep her close. The world sees him as the next CEO in line, but for Aarush, his real chase has always been her.

She hides behind her books and she hides behind her power. Neither ready for love, until... they find it living right across the hall. Between hidden identities and stolen glances, Karishma Singh and Haseena Malik are about to discover that sometimes the greatest love stories aren't the ones we write... but the ones we live. Troops→ • Age gap • Slow burn • Old school • Opposites attract • wlw This is not a dark romance. This book has everything I have never written before🥂

She was only six when her fate was sealed with his name. Thirteen years later, when Dua returns from abroad, everyone expects a westernized, rebellious girl. Instead, they find a soft, cultured young woman whose beauty and grace leave whispers of envy trailing in her wake. She is no longer the timid child everyone remembers, but a breathtaking young woman draped in grace and quiet strength. The entire haveli whispers about her beauty. Some admire. Some envy. But only one man burns with an obsession he can't control-her husband by nikkah, Taimoor Arsalan Shah. Cold. Powerful. Feared by many. Taimoor never wanted a wife chosen for him. Never wanted the childhood nikkah that tied him to her. Years later, he has built a life of authority, discipline, and unyielding pride. But when Dua walks back into his haveli, draped in innocence and quiet strength, he is struck with a possessiveness he never thought himself capable of. Her lowered lashes and trembling lips make him realize that the girl he once ignored is now the only woman capable of undoing him. She wants freedom. He wants her surrender. And in a world bound by family honor, secrets, and desire- love was never supposed to feel this dangerous.The girl he once rejected is now the woman he cannot let go of-even if it means breaking her heart to claim it. "You were mine before you even knew what marriage meant, Dua. And now... you'll know exactly what it means to belong to me."

Her hand pushed my head further in as she cried it in a lustful moan. My tongue was swimming inside of her, dancing and playing! "God you taste so fucking good," the comment managed to escape within pauses. "Ohh fuck!" Was her response. I knew she couldn't take it anymore. But I didn't stop. Orgasm filled her like fuel did a vehicle, and I still didn't stop. Until she was practically begging me to. "Fuck! Please, Nicholas!--" it went on as a small sob, wanting more. Her body demonstrated what I wanted, revealing how much she was enjoying this! This time, I let my finger carry on. The throbbing increased in pace until I was inside her in fast strokes. More juice soaked my hand until I decided she had had enough. "Up on your feet," I carefully lifted her up while I was on my feet too. "It's your turn to get on your knees now." She took my words for it and fell to the floor, her hands reached for my already hard dick and I could hear a moan escaping her lips. "You're trouble, Alison. The kind that tastes like sin and feels like home." --- Alison Ford gets betrayed by her best friend and husband. He humiliates her and serves her divorce papers. Three years later, Alison is stronger and richer. But she owes half of this success to a mysterious texter who had been helping and guiding her all along. Meanwhile, there is a hot billionaire and single dad, Richard Harrison, who finds Alison really charming and confesses his feelings for her. And his daughter loves Alison even more! But Alison is still trapped in a tight space when Brad and Lily and all his family of horror returns to haunt her once again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ________ what if pomni shot herself? what would Jax have done?? And what would it have looked like the weeks afterwards? ----- Pomni is trying her hardest to cope with all her trauma, all while dealing with the hurt and realization of what Jax said. Ragatha is trying to mediate between the two(brutally failing at it btw), as Jax is far more cruel to Pomni. Jax isnt far from losing it all, Pomni reveals how she truly feels, Ragatha doesn't matter (I hate ragatha) and Gangle, Zooble and Kinger are just existing. (this is about jax & pomni shut it up) old scabs are peeled open, new secrets are revealed and created, and so are new romances and love triangles. read this story to find out. regret betrayal hurt love trauma sadness joy __________ _______________ Songs that match the story: /Playlist/ •Sailor song, GiGi Perez. •Back to friends, Sombr. •Medusa, John Michael howell. •Undressed, Sombr. •I hate everything about you, three days grace. •i wanna be yours, Arctic monkeys. •Gabriella, KATSEYE. •R U mine?, Arctic monkeys. •505, Arctic monkeys. •Waves, Imagine dragons. •Crush, Marino. •Monica, Imagine dragons. •Destroyed, Imagine dragons. •Sweater weather, the neighborhood. •feel like a Monster, John Michael howell. •the wind, John Michael howell. •Magic, John Michael howell. •i like the way you kiss me, Artemis. •Monster, imagine dragons . •Lock me out, Johnny Huynh. •in your corner, Imagine dragons. •Without me, Halsey. ___________ Ships included: Funnybunny(Jax X pomni) Ribbitrabbit (ribbit x Jax) enjoy!

"I'm sorry, i'm so sorry you had to do this just because of me" (she said while crying) "Nothing has happened because of you, please stop crying na" (he said, wiping away her tears) "But wh-why did you do that? yo-you told me to kee-keep our marriage a secret, then why did you yourself tell that i-i'm your wife?" (she asked while sobbing) "if someone misbehaves with my wife, I won't just stand for it na" (he said, holding her hands) "But Ran-Ranvijay, there was many people who...who have made video. which will harm yo-your reputation" (she said with tears welled up in her eyes) "i'll handle everything, you just don't worry baccha" (he said, gently grasping her face with affection) "But you shouldn't have done that" (she said, placing her hand on his) "Tina, Forget about touching you, if someone even looks at you with wrong intentions, I will bury him 6 feet under the ground" (he said angrily, gritting his teeth) "But why" (she asked while hugging him) "Because, I...(suddenly his phone rings and he comes out from the room)

When Jackson an avid horror movie lover transmigrates into a romance novel as the second ml set in another world by an "entertainment system" he has no choice But to embark on a path of creation. ------------ This is a Bl. If you're looking for a fun transmigration and entertainment centered story this is it. The description may not give the story justice I'm not to good at writing descriptions.:)> this story doesn't just focus on the romance but also on how the Mc navigates completing task given by the system and netizens reaction to his words.

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Sometimes the deepest love stories are the ones that remain unspoken. Kaavya Singh has always been the quiet observer in Armaan's life-his friend, his supporter, and the one person who understands him without him even realizing it. But behind her smiles and casual conversations lies a secret she has never dared to confess. She loves him. Silently. Endlessly. For Armaan, Kaavya is just a friend-someone he trusts, laughs with, and shares moments with. He has no idea that every small moment they spend together means the world to her. "Loving You From Afar" is a story about one-sided love, silent sacrifices, unspoken emotions, and the pain of loving someone who may never see you the same way. Because sometimes love isn't about being together... Sometimes it's about loving someone quietly from a distance. Thank you 💗 I hope you will like this book And I promise that you don't regret by choosing this book.....💗 Your support is needed 🥹💗!!! #1rank in Caste #6 rank in difference 🎀🧿🧿 Your author @anshiwrites_29

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...Hi? You're hear to read a short description of my story to see if you wish to read it, yes? How peculiar...I mean it seems normal on surface level to ask for such a thing, but how can I shorten my life into just a few words without any spoilers? If someone asked you to summarize yourself in a few words so they knew whether they liked you enough to continue a conversation, you would think them an asshole, no? I suppose I will tell you this though; I am this book, this book is me. literally. The rest? Best to save my story for the book. Shall I see you in the pages?

Natasha Carter has one rule: never get involved with dangerous men. After losing everything, she accepts a live-in nanny position at the Blackwood Estate, caring for six year old Lyra the bright, stubborn niece of the city's most feared mafia boss. Josh Moretti doesn't trust strangers. Especially not the woman now living under his roof.

The fairytale was a lie. The crown is a disease. In a kingdom built on deception, magic is outlawed and appearance is everything. When Princess Aurora is born with a fatal blood condition, King Stefan refuses to let the facade crack. He hires a council of alchemists to mask her illness, creating a perfect royal illusion for the masses. Only one woman speaks the truth. Maleficent, a brilliant and cold nihilist, diagnoses the failing royal line and sets a deadly sixteen year clock on Aurora's life. To hide the secret, the King burns every spinning wheel in the realm, plunging his economy into ruin just to maintain a theatre of safety. Now sixteen years later, the clock is ticking down... Prince Phillip of Aecora is a cynical strategist who despises the court's hypocrisy. Can he fall in love with the mind behind the Princess? Or is he too late and the final countdown has begun?

Failed relationships collected like trophies, making Irene believe that she is just unlucky to get herself a man. Ian would always be there in her every heartbreak, silently encouraging her to keep going. Associating with Ian from school days to adulthood makes Irene finally admit that being unlucky is not all to the failure of getting a man. But, they - the boys she dated - were not him. They weren't Ian. How will Ian note down her confession and process it all?