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Under Arrest, Under Obsession - Season 2 ⚠️ This is Season 2. Please read Season 1 first for a better understanding of the story. ⚠️ The arrest changed everything. But it didn't end the obsession. The lines between law and crime are no longer clear. Secrets buried in the past begin to surface, forcing both the officer and the criminal to question everything they believed in - including each other. Trust becomes dangerous. Loyalty is tested. And emotions turn into weapons. As new enemies rise and old wounds reopen, the chase transforms into something far more dangerous than before. This time, it's not about catching or escaping. It's about survival. It's about truth. And it's about the one connection neither of them can break. Because some obsessions don't end with an arrest... They only evolve.

Ivaan × Aavya 29 × 23

Her name is Cipherwave. A broken code. A shadow reborn. By Soundwave's side, she becomes the voice that war was never meant to hear. The Autobots hunt her. The Decepticons watch her with suspicion. But behind her visor pulses something more than code: a will. A choice. And yet... in the silence between two frequencies lies the true power.

She doesn't break hearts. She collects them. Kiera Drake is elegance wrapped in cruelty - a woman who smiles softly while planning your end. By day, she's irresistible. By night, she becomes your last confession. This is not a love story. This is obsession. This is desire soaked in blood. If you believe love saves people - turn back now. Because some women don't want to be loved... They want to be remembered. 👁️🩸

She was mine before she learned how to say no. She forgot that. I didn't. She married him. Had his child. Built a life like I was a phase she outgrew. A mistake erased by vows. She chose the wrong man-and worse, she chose the wrong enemy. Karanveer isn't her husband. He's standing in my way. I don't want her love. I want what she stole from me. If she won't come back willingly, she'll come back broken, screaming, remembering who owned her first. She thought she escaped. She thought I'd disappear. OBSESSION NEVER DIES And she just chose the wrong person to fight.

The world thinks they tolerate each other. Let them. Vesper Duval was raised in silence, trained in shadows, and trusted with truths most people never survive knowing. As the daughter of a mafia dynasty, she learned early that loyalty is currency-and love is a liability. Lucien Moreau does not rule loudly. He doesn't need to. His power lives in restraint, precision, and the fear of what he chooses not to do. When an unseen enemy begins testing the boundaries between their families, an alliance becomes inevitable. A contract is signed. A marriage arranged. This is not a love story meant to be seen. This is the kind that survives in shadows. Where monsters don't fall in love. They make vows. _________________________ The door closed. His body blocked hers - controlled, deliberate. Her blade rested lightly against him. A warning, not a threat. "In public, we are silence," he warned. "And in private?" she breathed. His hand tightened at her waist. His gaze dropped. His thumb traced once. Slowly. "We stop lying."

At Blackthorne Academy, Nyra Vale is perfection incarnate. Top grades. Flawless smile. Untouchable calm. No one knows that beneath her uniform lies the heir to The Veil - a secret magical syndicate that rules the city's underground with memory spells, stolen artifacts, and quiet cruelty. Nyra is the villain in every story. And she likes it that way. Until a mysterious new student arrives. Ash Carter is observant, sharp, and hiding secrets of his own. He asks too many questions. Watches too closely. And when a powerful artifact goes missing at Blackthorne, their paths collide in a game of deception, danger, and irresistible tension. She plans to manipulate him. He plans to expose her. But when darkness meets darkness... love might be the most dangerous weapon of all. In a world where magic hides beneath modern streets, will they destroy each other... or rule together?

The Man They Named Dracula The city learned his name the way people learn about storms-after the damage. No one could remember the first rumor clearly. Only the aftermath. A man who lost his company overnight and began speaking to walls. A politician whose career collapsed so perfectly it looked voluntary. A judge who resigned with shaking hands, refusing every interview, as if words themselves had become dangerous. People searched for blood. There was none. No corpses. No headlines clinging to scandal. Just absence. Hollow spaces where certainty used to live. Someone joked once, nervously, that the man behind it all must be Dracula. The name stuck because it explained the sensation-not death. Exsanguination. He drained people of what made them solid. I didn't believe it at first. I believed in patterns, in data, in the arrogance of men with too much power. Then I met him. He didn't arrive like a villain. No theatrics. No cruelty performed for attention. He walked into the room as if he had always belonged there. I introduced myself first. He let me. That should have warned me. "You've heard my name," he said, not a question. "Yes," I replied. "Everyone has." "Then you know the stories are exaggerated." Silence makes most men uncomfortable. It did not touch him. "They think I destroy people," he continued. "That I enjoy it." "You don't?" I asked. He tilted his head slightly, a quiet recalculation. "I enjoy precision. What people lose is incidental." That was when I understood why they called him Dracula.

එකම යුවතියයි. ලෝක ද්විත්වයයි. තරු මත ලියවුණු අකාලික දෛවයයි

He never talked to anyone. Not a smile, not a word, not even a glance Tapi pertama kali matanya bertemu dengan aku, sesuatu berubah- sejuk, tajam, dan terlalu fokus... seolah-olah dia menunggu untuk melihat aku. Sekarang dia muncul di mana-mana. Diam. Tenang. Memerhati aku seolah-olah dia tahu semua rahsia yang belum aku ungkapkan. Orang kata hatinya beku. Tapi cara dia memandang aku? Rasanya aku satu-satunya yang dia tak mampu jauhkan diri. Dan itu yang paling menakutkan- kerana aku mula tertanya-tanya sama ada obsesinya lebih hangat daripada hatinya yang beku.

Genre: Dark romance/ Mystery/ Slightly paranormal They gave her the haunted room. Now she can't stop touching the mirror. After a scandal that shattered her life, Saanvi is forced into Blackthorn Academy-a place of silence, secrets, and sins swept under pristine uniforms. She's told to stay quiet. Keep her head down. And whatever she does... never ask about Room 405. But when the lights go out, her room comes alive. The mirror whispers. And inside it waits him-a cocky, dangerous boy with burning eyes and a wicked grin. He's not real. He can't be. Yet every night, he pulls her deeper in-with teasing smirks, ghost-touch promises, and rules she's too curious to break. He's trapped. She's tempted. And when secrets start to surface, so does the truth: The real danger isn't what's hiding in the mirror. It's what he awakens in her. A dark, forbidden romance where the boundary between reality and desire shatters. Welcome to Room 405. You might never leave. read to find out what happened...✧⁠*

Feelings

In the pulsating heart of the music scene lies a band renowned for their electrifying performances and irresistible charm. Comprising four charismatic boys, each with their unique allure, they captivate audiences with their talent and magnetism. Liam, the lead vocalist, bewitches with his soulful voice and easygoing charm. Noah, the drummer, is the heartthrob with a mischievous grin that melts hearts. Sebastian, the bassist, exudes a laid-back coolness that draws admirers like moths to a flame. And then there's Nico, the enigmatic guitarist, whose icy demeanor belies his exceptional talent and mysterious allure. Despite their shared popularity and romantic exploits, it's Nico who remains an enigma among his bandmates. While the others revel in the spotlight, Nico keeps his distance, his gaze always lingering on the shadows.

A troubled girl's life is thrown into even greater turmoil by her secret observer-who turns out not to be so secret after all. This story is still in progress, unfolding into a dark and misty forbidden romance with a girl named Lilith at its center. The book may contain dark, horrifying, and emotionally disturbing events. If you can't handle the atmosphere of dark romance, this book probably won't be to your liking. "It's so beautiful when she thinks she's alone, and no one is watching." Stalking, romance, forbidden love, drama, darkness, eerie atmosphere, a foggy future Trigger Warning This book contains content that may be distressing for some readers. The story touches on the following topics: • Sexual abuse, including references to acts involving minors. • Physical and emotional abuse. • Psychological manipulation and domestic violence. • Death, murder, and trauma. • Guilt, post-traumatic stress, and detailed depictions of emotional struggles. Before reading, please consider whether the content of this story might cause you emotional distress. If you are sensitive to these topics, we recommend researching the book in advance or seeking support by discussing it with a trusted person. Dear Readers, This is my first book. I have always loved writing, and now I am asking for your help. I would love to hear your honest opinions. I will try to upload new chapters as soon as possible. I would greatly appreciate it if as many of you as possible could provide feedback-honest, raw opinions. Thank you in advance, and happy reading!

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"she ruled with silence,and broke with screams no one ever heard." Ishani Sehgal is feared...an untouchable force wrapped in elegance,danger and sheer brilliance. A name whispered with awe. A face etched in desire. But behind the flawless power lies a women shattered by a past that never let her breath her scar aren't visible,but they scream louder than words. And love? it's a war zone she vowed never to enter again. Mahir raheja... gentle, grounded and everything she doesn't trust. he doesn't come with weapons. he come with warmth. with patience. with hands that don't want to grab but hold. Eyes that don't judge,but see. A heart that listen to the silence in her Chaos. He doesn't try to fix her....He stays long enough for her to fix herself. In a world where she built walls out of pain, he become the only one brave enough to bleed trying to break them.

Type a name. Read the death. Pray it's wrong. Ashbourne, Pennsylvania. A quiet town where everyone knows everyone, and where nothing truly bad ever happens. That is, until a strange new app begins to spread inside Oakridge High School, an app that predicts your death with terrifying accuracy. All you have to do is type in a name. And the app will tell you exactly how and when they'll die. At first, it's a harmless dare. A joke. A prank between bored teenagers. But then someone dies. Exactly as the app said. And then another. And another. Helena Graves, a seventeen-year-old with a deadpan attitude and a deadlier curiosity, knows something's wrong. Her name appears next. But she doesn't believe in fate. She believes in evidence. And what she finds is far more terrifying than any prophecy. Death App isn't magic. It's a tool. A hitlist.

Phantom Requiem: Oh Merica! tears open the shiny veil of the American Dream to expose the blood, shadows, and broken promises beneath. On a night when fireworks scream louder than freedom, twisted bodies and ancient sigils mark the start of a reckoning nobody saw coming. Enter Phantom Requiem - a relentless, shadow-wielding avenger born from betrayal and madness, hunting down corruption that feeds on guilt, lies, and power plays. From neon-lit city streets soaked in blood to cursed bridges bleeding spectral chains, his justice is dark, brutal, and unforgiving. But this isn't just a tale of vengeance. It's a prophecy - a chilling vision of a nation fractured by greed, war, and mistrust. As the star of freedom flickers, and the pillars crumble, only those broken by pain can rise to reshape a future balanced between light and shadow. This book is raw, unfiltered, and unapologetic - a pulse-pounding journey into the heart of America's darkest truths, seen through the eyes of a specter who refuses to let lies stand unchallenged. Phantom Requiem: Oh Merica! - where justice hides in shadows, and the reckoning burns bright.

A man in the village of an Island goes missing. This man was last seen inside the old and aban telephone booth. Alisha, a 16 years old girl who was so curious about this mystery goes inside this telephone booth after school. What happened to Alisha!!? Did she go missing too? Only one way to find out ... Read the story till the end 😉🌹

The mind forgets. The house remembers : She moved into the old mansion on Willow Street for a fresh start. But the silence is deceiving. Someone is watching her. A shadow that never steps into the light. A presence that lingers just behind her. She doesn't know him. She doesn't even know he exists. But he knows everything about her that even she doesn't know about herself. "She didn't know she was being watched. He didn't care if she ever found out." As strange things begin to happen - footsteps at night, lights flickering, and memories she doesn't remember making - she begins to feel it. The presence. The tension. The stare. Who is he? Why this house seems familiar? And why does the house seem to remember a story... she's never lived? "She forgot what happened before she arrived. The house didn't." A slow-burn psychological mystery where nothing is as it seems - and someone is always watching. Note : The written story is work of fiction and no place , character has been inspired from real life .