Peace Stories

"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 #1 in peace #281 in care

He was said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas on the face of the planet. He was said to have killed his mate and hurt those around him that go against his wishes. He was said to have killed different packs so that he could be on top. He was ruthless and cunning, and it was said that he could outsmart the smartest Wolf, including the King. He was the one that parents warned their children about when it came to going to bed and eating their vegetables. He was the one that made Wolves fear the dark and have packs set up curfews for all members of the pack, including the "strongest" Warriors. His name was Xavier, and I never imagined my paths crossing with him. ___________________________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.

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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 ᴿʰʸᵗʰᵐ-Some hearts don't fall in love...they fall into rhythm.(o˘◡˘o) .｡.:*♡💌 In the noise of hospital hallways and the hush of night shifts, two rhythms collide... Hers, wild and bright; his, quiet and steady. .｡.☆Dr. Aisha Kapoor heals with laughter. .｡.☆Dr. Aarav Mehra heals with silence. 🎀Neighbors by chance. 🎀Colleagues by fate. And somewhere between blabbered words and unspoken emotions - love begins to take the shape. .｡.:*♡💌 In a world of broken hearts and healing hands, Aisha's laughter meets Aarav's silence - and together, they find a rhythm neither of them knew they were searching for... ~Gleam_tales06

I was born with a purpose, a purpose to serve, and to protect. I was born to be a healer and a helper. I was someone that a group of people knew a long time ago, having the same features as the one that came before me. I was a reincarnation to a Champion, a female born from two pure Alphas and descended from the Original Ten. I was the reincarnation of Cassandra Kristen, and I had so much to live up to and pray that I could be the best that I had to be. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.

♡𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 𝐱 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞♡ (𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬) Serenity Siren Sinner is a 22 year old kind-hearted, soft, and beautiful girl with a sassy side who believes life is a gift from God and is worthy to be prayed for. She is a lover of peace and believes that a person can change. A person can be the best version of themselves only if they believe it. Sorian Sivan Saint-Pierre is a 24 year old who grew up with so much pain along with his brother. He carries a dark aura around him and is antisocial. He always has the same serious and stoic facial expression. His family may be called the Saints, but only if you knew how their secrets make them far from what people make them out to be. Where there are Saints, there are Sinners, like two lovers that can't live without with each other. This is a story about two very different people coming together and making something beautiful out of it. ☀︎𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤.

"𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚." ☆ 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒌, was never meant to feel. Heir to a billion-dollar empire, he has everything the world envies-wealth, power, and a reputation built on silence and steel. He's known for being a colder heart, and a heartbreak artist, however, he does have a soft spot for selective people. He has a set of unbreakable rules-no attachments, no feelings, and no commitments. He takes what's his, keeps his distance, and never lets anyone get close enough to break him. ☆ 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐫 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧 is nothing like the world he comes from-calm, compassionate, and quietly strong. A dedicated university student with a soul like a soft daisy blooming through concrete, she's the kind of girl who helps strangers and sees beauty in brokenness. But even her warmth hides its own shadows. They're from different worlds-always at odds, constantly clashing. And yet, something keeps pulling them together. Something deeper than hatred, louder than silence. A storm that neither of them is ready to name. As their paths intertwine, old memories resurface and secrets begin to stir. Beneath the fights and pride, both of them are searching for the same thing- sukoon. Peace. But some hearts don't calm the storm... they become it. Will they fight their past-or repeat it? [Highest Rank: #7 in peace, #2 in suggestions and #1 in dedication]

Leia as letras do meu álbum "all we want is peace and love 2" Read the lyrics from my album "all we want is peace and love 2" Lea las letras de mi álbum "all we want is peace and love 2"

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.

Eduardo was kidnapped and enforced to join the cartel when he was 13. His best friend Kailey found out about. Certain point Kailey asked to join the cartel. Eduardo didn't want to accept her but eventually, he did. Now both of them, think that they won't be together anymore.

Dayār-e-Mallikah - Mallikah's realm. Faris X Mallikah Some stories aren't loud. They form, grow and cherish in silent presence, quiet embraces and soft moments of togetherness. Faris and Mallikah were miles apart. Cousins, but it had been years since they met. What happens when they're tied in an arranged marriage none of them see coming? Will Mallikah, the one who had seen broken marriages, ever trust a stranger with her heart? Will Faris ever become Dayār-e-Mallikah? . "Mohabbat... kya hai aapki nazar me?" She asked, tracing the tip of her fingers along the veins of his forearm. [In your sight... what is love?] He smiled down at her, his breath catching at the sight of his wife. Her hair and face reflected the moonlight, looking as radiant as the moon itself and beyond. Planting a kiss to the crown of her head, he whispered, "Aap." [You.] She chuckled, facepalming before looking up at him. "Ek shaqs nahi, generally kya samajhte hai aap us bare me?" [Not a person, what do you generally think of it?] "Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aata, begum. Mohabbat sunu toh aapke siwa koi lafz ya khayal nahi hai mere pas." He declared. [I don't think anything, wife. When I hear the word love, there's no thought or word other than you that comes to my mind.] Her eyes welled up instantly. And he held her as she cried. He always did. ⋆｡˚ ✦ ━ ❀ ━ ✦ ˚｡⋆ Ehaan X Laylah "We probably weren't meant to be," she whispered, wiping a tear off his cheek. He tilted his face, hoping to catch a breath more of her scent as he whispered, "We are, let me try. Please." She took a step back, shattering his heart with every inch of distance. "I hope you find true love, Ehaan." "Laylah," that was all he whispered before his body collapsed to the ground, vision going black. . A love story, meant to be or not? He waited for her, both of them unaware of a childhood throttle that sealed her fate long ago. Will Ehaan ever find love again? Or will Laylah return to him?

She laughs like nothing has ever hurt her. He sees the flicker she hides. Ira Parekh arrives in Mumbai ready for a new beginning - unaware that someone has been carrying the memory of her voice for an entire year. Kabir Patel never believed in fate. Until the girl he once searched for without a name walks back into his life... smiling. He fell first. She never knew. But some stories don't begin when two people meet. They begin when one of them remembers. And in a city of chaos and dreams, love finds its way - slowly, gently, magically - and become Sukoon of each other

When she said. "If they love me, they'll love me 'Cause I'm wild, wild at heart" I felt that. Love Micheal Winter.

Hi! This is the 12th book I've done of verses since Wattpad only allows 200 chapters per book. I try my best to post every day. You can start with 1 or right here. I hope God blesses you through this book!

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Aarohi never meant to fall in love with a man who belonged to the world. He shines under floodlights, and she lives in the shadows of her own dreams. Soon they realise that fame promises everything, well, except privacy. And as Aarohi steps into Aarav's world of applause and expectations, she learns that loving a public figure comes with a private cost. Will they conquer the noise of the outside world? Or will they crumble amidst these flashlights and choose to walk away?

(COMPLETED) postcard from peace series #1 when life is heavy and noise overwhelms you, may you find comfort in a quiet voice date written: february 3, 2026 language: english/filipino

#Book1 of 'Power'. "The peach one!" He signalled at my left hand as I stood infront of the mirror holding two lipsticks. "Like the colour?" I asked, scanning it. "No! It tastes better!" My eyes widened and I looked at him through the mirror, a smirk plastered on his face as he winked at me! ~𝐀 𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞~ "𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘪 𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘢𝘱 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘴𝘦?" I asked as she dabbed the cotton on my wound carefully. "𝘒𝘢𝘣𝘩𝘪 𝘢𝘢𝘱𝘬𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘪!" Came her calm reply and I was left speechless as always. ~𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞~ "I don't sit at tables where they raise their voice above mine and You!" I pointed a finger to his face, snarling, "You dare to do it everytime". He smiled, leaning in as he breathed, "My fiesty lioness." I glared back, my voice calm as I hissed, "I dare you call me that!" "And I love dares, Lioness." ~𝐈𝐟 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐞~ "SHE IS MINE. Get that into your bloody head!" "No one dares to touch what's mine, and you've touched MY MAN. Do you expect me to smile at you? Nah! Darling. I'll make sure that these filthy hands never touch Him again." ~𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬~ When Ahad Qureshi meets Inaya Khan. Tied in an arranged marriage none of them desire as the two CEOs are forced to stay under the same roof. The clash of power. Fire and Ice. The pasts are revealed. Enemies lurking in shadows as the scars resurface. And when the truth is revealed, faces are unmasked. But will the love bloom or cease as a mere ruthless obsession?

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝟓𝟎 𝐅𝐭 𝐄𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐘𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐯 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐚𝐫