Peace Stories

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。.:☆*:･'YOU FEEL LIKE HOME... "She is chaos, He is calm. Together-they feel like home.".｡.:*♡ ●○●○●○●Aarvi Singhania - a rich, arrogant girl with anger issues, emotional scars, and a lonely soul, meets...Vihaan Malhotra - a calm, sunshine-hearted guy with quiet strength.●○●○●○● ♡ Their story begins with dislike, grows with understanding, and ends with healing☆*･ﾟ･*☆ 。.:☆*:･She will learn love doesn't always hurt, and he will learn even storms can be beautiful ♡ ●Let's hop in to their beautiful story...⋆ฺ #Shortstory (/^-^(^ ^*)/ ♡ ~Gleam_tales06

Book #1. When the demon hunters Rumi, Zoey and Mira meet the Saja Boys, they also see someone else: someone filming and cheering along with the crowd. Who is this girl? She doesn't look as hypnotized as the fans, but rather... supportive? This girl, (Y/N), is the Saja Boys' manager and the fourth hunter. What a beautifully twisted combination, isn't it? But she isn't just your ordinary hunter. No, her hunter duty doesn't involve hunting demons at all. Her duty lies somewhere else... Despite knowing the Saja Boys are demons, (Y/N) forms connections with each of the Saja Boys. Some connections more... intimate than others. (Y/N) doesn't notice two members falling for her, but there are signs. "I love soda. It's what keeps me going." "You're my soda pop, my little soda pop." "Idol? I don't have an idol." "I'll be your idol." They, just like everyone, are oblivious to her true identity. No one knows a fourth demon exists, not even the hunters themselves. Even among the demons she is just a legend. A rumor. A myth. No one knows the entire honmoon is powered by her, and no one knows that when she sings, not even Gwi-Ma can shut her out. She's powerful and she knows it, but something is holding her back. While (Y/N) is still trying to find ways to set the demons free from her father's cruel grasp, she finds many difficulties along the way. Jinu isn't who he claims to be. And her past lies so much deeper than any of the Saja Boys could imagine. (Y/N), born from Gwi-Ma's shadow and thus his daughter, turned her back on the darkness a long time ago. How can a hunter be the demon king's daughter? How will she find Gwi-Ma's long lost son, thus her brother and free him from his suffering? And how can she, a simple manager and hunter no one knows exists, be the one to save the world? Yes, the entire world as she knows it lies on her shoulders. Is (Y/N) destined to safe the world? Or was she made to destroy it? ~~~~~~~~~~~ No smut. There's a love triangle.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝘆, 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 #01 || "When chaos rises, the chosen will either fall... or ascend." Sol had never thought she would be plunged into the world of Greek deities, monsters, and magic. Drawn by questions she can no longer ignore, she enters Elysium Academy, a place hidden from mortal eyes. To discover the true purpose of her existence, she must adjust to her new school, where every lesson reveals more than what she is ready to face. What began as a search for her origins soon turned into something far greater. Now, as chaos edges closer, Sol and her newfound family, the Elysians, must choose: surrender to the storm... or rise as it. This is only the beginning of their legacy. This story is written in Taglish. Cover by: ladysyche Started: 07/13/23 Ended: 01/13/26

#Book2 of 'Power' "You have no idea about the limits I can cross for her. Back away or I'll leave no choice for you". "Why?" The man growled, his voice strained and muffled. He smirked, one that dripped with malice. "Because, She Is Mine". _______________♥︎______________ ★ KAIF SYED, A carefree spirit, his presence soothing. Growing up as the youngest son of his family, he is used to being that cool and non chalant person everyone admires. Yet, calm and dangerous when it comes to her. His college sweetheart. ★ ZARA AHMED, A compassionate woman, known for her lively and kind personality. She lives, accomplishing her dreams and becoming better by each passing day. Always being there for her loved ones, she herself doesn't believe in Love. • ' ° ☆ ~ . ' • ° "Will you shut up?" I groaned, being so done with his continuous teasings. He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper, "Shut me up, Amor". • ' ° ☆ ~ . ' • ° "Leave me alone". I jerked her closer, my voice trembling with pure madness. "I'm not one of those selfless gentlemen to say, 'You deserve better' and let you go. I'm one selfish Man who will never leave you." • ' ° ☆ ~ . ' • ° . . What happens when two old rivals cross paths, unaware of the invisible thread that binds their souls together into a bond unbreakable. ~He's obsessed and She's adamant on ignoring his existence~ A story that ceased as mere Infatuation, runs deeper when He meets her again. A story, which she closed long ago, turns its pages to a new chapter of undeniable feelings and comfort. ♥︎ Join me, to know how connected souls always find their way back to each other, no matter the distance! Will Kaif get his Zara back before it's too late? Will Zara let go off her fears and embrace the happiness that awaits her. Tune into the journey of- UNDENIABLY YOURS for a ride filled with fun, romance and Obsession.

"Mujhse aapne aap ko baandhne se pehle itna sochlo, iss rishte mai sab hoga lekin mohabbat nahi". His voice was sharp. She looked up at him and his eyes softened. The anger vanished in thin air just by a look. "Theek hai". She said and he turned his back towards her. His replaced bride. She fell first, he fell harder. Eldest son x Only daughter Eldest grandson x Eldest granddaughter ___________________________________________ "Mai yeh shaadi ko kabhi nahi maanunga. Yeh baat hum dono ke alawa kisi ko bhi nahi pata chalni chahiye. KISI. KO. BHI. NAHI". He said and her heart started beating loudly "ANSWER ME". He punched the steering wheel startling her. She jumped in her seat and nodded. His forced bride. She dreamt of love, he lived it. Youngest son x Only daughter Youngest grandson x Youngest granddaughter #281 in care

Solomon Sinclair keeps her life in careful balance. Final year of college. Disciplined. Capable. Calm. She's built herself out of grit and grace, always the one to carry the weight, to make sure nothing cracks. To most, she seems laid back. Easygoing. But that's only what she allows them to see. Olivia Valentine- Saint to the few who get close-is soft-spoken, steady, and guarded for good reason. A second-year psychology professor with a gentle way of holding space, she's spent years keeping her life quiet, controlled, untouched. She doesn't let people in easily-not anymore. They are not looking for each other. But the pull is quiet. Unmistakable. Safe, but unfamiliar. Like recognizing something you've never had but always needed. What begins in silence becomes something neither of them expected-a slow, careful unraveling. A story of restraint, trust, and healing the parts of ourselves we never knew how to name. Loving Solomon is a tender, slow-burn WLW romance about two women who've always held themselves together... and what it means to finally let someone in. Link to playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6Wyz9XPiJuh5a8VQH1MBq7?si=VDKcnOWSTL64dJ5EmjPP8Q&pi=bYlhfhA0RKaTL&pt=5226d279b0b8c182a8ce886158ab97bd

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Her Feelings comes and goes like sunrises. She feels that she fell in love with him With his soul With his energy With his smile With his anger River, Thank you. Because of you im expressing my emotions as poems...🦋🌊🧿

An Army Brat Love Story) ​"In the Army, we don't just wear the uniform. We wear the expectations of every man who died before us. And falling for you, Simran... that's the biggest betrayal of all." ​THE SOLDIER: Lieutenant Yuvi Singh Rathore is a man of desert sand and cold steel. At twenty-four, he is the rising star of the 17th Rajputana Rifles-a freshly commissioned IMA officer with two brass stars on his shoulders and a legacy of "Scars" that he hides behind a mask of discipline. He lives by the bugle and breathes for the flag. He doesn't have room for a heartbeat that isn't focused on the mission. ​THE BRAT: Simran Singhania is a whirlwind of chaos and coffee-stained textbooks. As a twenty-one-year-old CA Intermediate student, she lives in a world of balance sheets and audits, yet she's suffocated by the rigid walls of the Cantonment. She's the daughter of the most feared Brigadier in the command-a girl who knows every salute but refuses to fall in line.

War is upon us. Let's try our best to survive even when the conflict has nothing to do with us. An idea about what war and conflicts would bring to mankind

𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ , 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑠 . _____ 𝑉𝑜𝑡𝑒 , 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑒🧸

My life journey with God Volume 22

Families are built on little things. On shared meals that turn into debates. On stolen snacks, loud laughter, and arguments no one remembers the reason for by the next day. On love that shows up in unexpected ways-through teasing, through scolding, through simply being there. This family had plenty of that. There was always noise in the house. Someone talking over someone else, someone complaining, someone laughing too hard. Privacy was rare, opinions were never kept to oneself, and everyone somehow knew everyone else's business. It was exhausting. It was comforting. It was home. Love here wasn't quiet or perfect. It was messy, unconditional, and occasionally dramatic. But it was steady-the kind you don't question, the kind you assume will always be there. And that's the thing about family. You get used to the chaos. You get used to the people. You get used to believing that this-this life, these moments-will stay the same. This is a story about those moments. About relationships that shape us, laughter that lingers, and bonds that hold strong even when life nudges everything slightly off balance. Because sometimes, the biggest changes begin on the most ordinary days.

"Love of My Heart" By Baseerah Fawakih "Inna akramakum 'indallāhi atqākum." Story Where love begins after nikah, and hearts meet in the remembrance of their Rabb. She is veiled not just in cloth, but in haya and submission. He lowers his gaze, not out of shyness, but out of obedience. They do not chase the dunya together, they walk toward Jannah - hand in du'a, step in sabr. This is no fairytale, not a love story. it's a journey of two souls, seeking Allah above all. A bond sealed not by fleeting emotion, but by the whispered du'a: "Rabbana hab lana min azwajina wa dhurriyyatina qurrata a'yun." 1. "Inna akramakum 'indallāhi atqākum." Translation: "Indeed, the most noble of you in the sight of Allah is the most righteous of you." - [Surah Al-Hujurat, 49:13] 2. "Rabbana hab lana min azwajina wa dhurriyyatina qurrata a'yun." Translation: "Our Lord, grant us from among our spouses and offspring comfort to our eyes and make us an example for the righteous." - [Surah Al-Furqan, 25:74] ~~~~ #1 in Allah ( 23 may '24) #1 in Muhammad (ﷺ) (30 nov '25) #1 in Haya (1 dec '25) #1 in respect ( 27 apr '24) #1 in sunnah (31 oct '24) #2 in muslimcouple (25 apr '24) #2 in sincere ( 1 dec '24) #2 in Nikah (30 nov '25) #6 in respect (13 nov'24) ( this story is officially published on wattpad only ) (This book follows Islamic Guidelines in writing and avoids haram content الحمد الله) → Also please note that, this book wasn't written for entertainment but to pass on a good message through a story, May Allah forgive and guide us all, Ameen.

let's read the one which we think and feel ❤️❤️

The saga of love, brotherhood and family continues...

PART ONE OF THE BOOK : LIFE THE BOOK OF YALLAHAWWA INSPIRED BY HOLY MARY SHOWS A WAY OF LIFE IT WILL BE WRITTEN ONLY IN ENGLISH ONLY IN FRENCH TRANSLATE IT FOR ALL THANKS PREMIERE PARTIE DU LIVRE : LA VIE LE LIVRE DE YALLAHAWWA INSPIRÉ PAR SAINTE MARIE INDIQUE UN CHEMIN DE VIE Il SERA SEULEMENT ECRIT EN LANGUE FRANCAISE EN LANGUE ANGLAISE TRADUISEZ-LE POUR TOUTES POUR TOUS MERCI

What's up everybody ? I am your writer Pranavi . Ironically enough, I'm a very planned and organized person IRL but when it comes to poetry, the words and rhythm are just spontaneous(just letting my thoughts flow yk? that's why the cover page is river) ~~~~ I know I have won in life when (atleast one of)these poems are published in the NCERT English Textbook, posthumously (Yepp that's the end goal 😎)

(Credits to 'Max's Cookie Oven' creator for the Picrew!) "Wait, a sixth beast?, But their only five Ancient cookies, right?!"- Gingerbrave "There is a..Sixth one?"-Strawberry cookie "This isn't possible! How on EARTHBREAD DID THIS HAPPEN?!"-Wizard cookie "All cookies must face regret of action, right? It is only fair to feel it soon.."-??? "you wont forget that I EXIST."-Shadow milk (GASP)