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𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫 "𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴" 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧-mature & heartbreakingly kind.She spent her life trying to survive the ghosts of past she never asked for.With amber eyes that hold storms & silence & a heart full of warmth, she's everything he refuses to believe in.She has been called curse yet she still chooses love over hate. 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤d-Cold.Calculated.Dangerous-a storm in human form.He was never supposed to be hers.Yet, fate bound them in a marriage built on misunderstanding, bitterness, and secrets.He's vowed never to fall for illusions like love.Especially not with the woman tied to the darkness that destroyed his family. ~ He believes she's the reason behind his family's ruin. She's the girl who watched hers fall apart-powerless to stop it. 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘑𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘠. 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘙𝘜𝘐𝘕. 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘛 ? 𝘐𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘕 𝘛𝘖 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘊𝘌. But when buried lies begin to surface & past enemies rise again.Will the masks finally fall?Will the truth set them free or destroy them both? Two souls. One destiny.A history soaked in blood, betrayal & love that refuses to die. Step into the world of Rida-where every heartbeat hides a secret,glance is a war, and love might just be the deadliest thing of all.

Rated 18+ 🔞 It all started with a baby he rescued saved and raised and was later stolen from him. But years later, bound by a promise forged in the past, Maurice Mayer now stands at a crossroads, faced with marrying the very girl he once regarded as a daughter. He saved her once... but who will save him from her now? What happens when the girl you raised becomes the woman you can't resist? From guardian to groom... some promises rewrite the heart. When love blurs the lines of fate, how do you say no to destiny? A promise kept. A love forbidden. A bond neither can escape. ...𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙈𝙚 ...

how peculiar! how will that sit with the crystal gems? -------- yeah, this seems like a fun concept to play with. if a cluster can have sentience why not a gem of corruption? But since it's corruption, you can't expect your intelligence to be very high. Not at first at least. ;3 also, when I mean the entire show's cast. not just universe himself. Steven Universe belongs to Rebecca Sugar. The cover and monster-reader's existence belongs to me. Cover belongs to me. Published: November 21 2019 There's a sequel. Here: https://my.w.tt/IXyix7qii5 #4 in corrupt! #3 in stevenuniverse! #2 in stevenuniverse! #1 in maternal!

ASP Arham Afraz, a man whose world had shrunk to crime scenes, cold bullets, and the relentless pursuit of justice. Until one phone call changed everything. "Your father, Afraz Meer, has been in an accident." A pause. "Your mother was also in the car." Mother? They must mean his father's second wife. Then came the final blow. "Your father has named you the legal guardian of your younger siblings." Wait... what? Siblings? Guardian? Did he hear that right? ____________________ Two brothers lived under the same roof, yet the bond between them was tangled in places neither of them knew how to reach. The elder one had grown up in the shadow of loss. A childhood carved by unanswered questions, by grief that arrived too early, by a night that stole more than any child should be forced to lose. And then there was the stepbrother. Unlike the older one, he had grown up wrapped in warmth, surrounded by voices that called his name with affection. He had always believed love was something you gave freely, something people naturally returned. Until his elder brother entered the house. That was when he first felt it, the distance. A quiet, cold space between them he couldn't understand, one that made him question himself in ways he never had before. For the first time, he felt unseen. At first, he mistook the pull in his chest for guilt, a silent ache telling him he owed something to the elder one whose place in the family had been dimmed for his sake. But as time passed, he understood it wasn't guilt at all. It was longing. Longing for something he had never had to fight for before, a whole family. A brother whose silence he wished he could interpret. A bond he wished he knew how to claim. A place in that guarded heart he desperately hoped wasn't locked forever. What pulled him toward the elder one was no apology. It was love. It was hope. It was the quiet belief that maybe, just maybe, broken families could still find ways to feel complete. __________

Then We Don't What if the person you let go was the only one who ever truly saw you? When Katie returns to her hometown after years away, she isn't looking for closure, just space to breathe. But the past doesn't stay buried in Holmes Chapel, especially not when Harry is still there. Once her best friend, first love and now a stranger with familiar eyes. As memories resurface and old feelings spark, Katie must choose: stay hidden in the life she built, or risk everything for the one she left behind. A story about timing, almosts, and the people we never really forget. "It's not the memory I ache for. It's the boy who used to look at me like I was the whole song." "If she could change the story- He could change the soundtrack." Highest rankings ⭐️ 2 in #firstlove ⭐️ 9 in #harrystyles

"I hurt you," he admitted hoarsely. "I teased you, pushed you away, pretended this was just a game." Jimin's hands slid up, holding Taehyung's wrists gently. "But you never crossed a line," Jimin said softly. "Even when you could." Taehyung's eyes squeezed shut. "Because I was scared," he confessed. "Scared that if I let myself care... I'd lose you too." Jimin shook his head, leaning closer. "I'm still here," he whispered. "I didn't leave."

In a house where power speaks louder than love, they grow up learning to shrink themselves- their dreams , their voices , their worth constantly questioned. But fate sends people into their lives who hold mirrors instead of judgments, who carry storms of their own. And when their worlds collide, love becomes confusing, dangerous, healing, beautiful- all at once. Because some hearts don't meet to complete each other... they meet to rewrite each other.

🌸 A Love Unconfessed - description Suhana loved him in silence. Anant loved her too - without realizing it. He never understood the depth of his feelings, until the day Suhana walked away and everything felt too late. Five years later, fate brings them face to face again - with unspoken words, buried emotions, and a love that was never confessed. Will love get the second chance it deserves, or will regret always arrive before courage? Come, let's dive into their world of love. #ALoveUnconfessed #Romance #LoveStory #SilentLove #TooLate #SlowBurn #IndianRomance #Heartbreak #EmotionalStory #FirstLove

✨ DEDICATION ✨ To All broken hearts, who wonder where they belong.....They belong here...... 🎀Tropes🎀 CEO × CEO He falls first - and harder Arranged marriage Age gap Grumpy × Sunshine Forbidden love Mystery - thriller Karma & redemption Dark secrets Healing Romance Obsession Jealous and possesive ML He makes rules she breaks them He lets her

They say finding a soulmate is the hardest thing in the world. Out of seven billion hearts beating under the same sky, choosing the right one feels like chasing a mirage. But love - love never asks for the right time, the right place, or the right person. It just happens. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝟐𝟐-𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡. When the world welcomes the first-ever 𝑴𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝑫𝑰 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒑, history takes a new turn. Men and women, side by side - playing not against each other, but with each other. Boundaries blur, rules change, and amidst the sound of roaring crowds, something far deeper begins to bloom. 𝑺𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂, twenty, shy yet dazzling, carries the calm of the moon and the fire of dreams. A cricketer whose bat speaks poetry, whose silence hums strength. She never sought fame - only freedom between the wickets. And then comes 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 - twenty-five, the nation's golden boy. Charming, confident, and reckless with both bat and heart. Where she is restraint, he is chaos. Where she hides, he shines. Where she listens, he commands. They are poles apart - destined to collide. And somewhere between rivalry and rhythm, between boundaries and hearts, they'll discover that love, like cricket, is all about timing. ---

Once, there was a boy who loved with all his heart. A love so simple, so pure - the kind that blooms in school corridors and ends with promises written in notebooks. He was a boy who longed for the love he lost - a father gone too soon, a heart half-empty. And when she came, he finally felt safe. But safety turned into fear... Fear of losing her, fear that his love itself was a curse. His love grew possessive - and her wings broke beneath it. One day, she left forever... And with her, she took the last piece of him. Years later, he married - not for love, but for duty. A woman who deserved the world... but was tied to a man whose heart belonged to a grave. Now, two souls live under one roof - one haunted by the past, and the other punished for a love she never received. This isn't a tale of love found - it's a story of love surviving - in silence, in distance, in pain and the art of letting go. "Having the person you love beside you isn't the only form of love. Sometimes... letting them go is. And I hope one day you'll understand, Aishwarya - I'm not walking away because I don't love you. I'm walking away because I can't bear to lose another person I love."

She grew up learning how to survive silence, not love. He grew up believing emotions were a weakness. An arranged marriage forced them into the same house, the same room, the same life- with resentment, distance, and unspoken pain between them. She hated him because he reminded her of control. He disliked her because her brokenness disturbed his order. But somewhere between cold conversations, sleepless nights, and accidental care, he became the first man who didn't hurt her. And she became the only woman who could soften him. A slow-burn arranged marriage romance filled with trauma, healing, hatred turning into love, and the kind of intimacy that is earned-not demanded.

Ixora, the only daughter of the president, has always lived a life of luxury. Pampered from birth and raised to be the best, she dominates every area of her life-especially at Christal High, an elite school where the children of governors and powerful families are groomed to lead. She's always topped her class... until *he* came. Xavier. A scholarship student. A nobody-at least, that's what the others call him. But Xavier has no time for high school drama or prestige. His life outside the academy is a storm he can barely control. With a sick mother who hasn't walked in years and a violent, alcoholic father who disappears for weeks and returns worse each time, Xavier is fighting his own battles. Between part-time shifts at a bakery and late-night study sessions, school is the only place he can breathe. Ixora sees him as a threat. He sees her as a distraction. But life has a funny way of tying two opposites together...

Vents of my life I guess :)

Introduced as "just a friend," Ella learns how to smile through jealousy, love in silence, and shrink herself to fit into someone else's life.

When Nicaise's parents told him that they were sending him and his siblings away to rural Illinois to "gain their independence", he believed it was yet another one of their manipulation tactics. Dramatic, maybe, but never harmful. He only realizes once he's on the plane that they were being serious. Uprooted from everything familiar, he's forced to start a new life in the US as a poor single "father" to his siblings until he can afford to fly back to France.

Leila Ryan starts college hoping for a fresh beginning. What she gets instead? Killian Allen - her dorm neighbor, campus heartthrob... and the one guy she should stay far away from. Because she already stole something that belongs to him. Killian isn't the forgiving type. Leila just wants to survive college without ruining her life. Forced proximity, sharp words, simmering tension - and feelings neither of them planned for. An enemies to lovers romance where hatred burns just as hot as desire.

This is a story about a neglected boy, who goes on about his mundane routine. He seemingly drifts through life, like an intangible spirit. No one pays any heed to him... or so he thinks.

Aiden built an empire out of stories. As CEO and co-founder of NediA® Pictures, he turns bestselling novels into films the world falls in love with. In the public eye, he is successful and untethered. In private, he is still haunted by Elia. When a mysterious bestselling author known only as Miss E begins to feel dangerously familiar, the line between fiction and memory starts to blur. Some stories refuse to stay on the page. Some names are not meant to remain hidden. Will Aiden find his way back to Elia? And who is Miss E, really? Miss E: Love Rewritten Book Two of She Chose Herself.

It's your typical DMV story but with Kermit the Frog, some other random characters and very unusual turns of events. Just for copyright reasons all the character featured in this and the cover art I do not own, this is all for giggles