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" Whose child is this." "ho-how d-did you know." "Aahh vi-viaan le-leave me." "I am in pain, I am also feeling it. Tell me whose sin is being nurtured in your womb and with how many people have you been spending time at night. Do you even know the name of his father or not?." What will happen when two people from two different religions meet each other and their fate pushes them into each other's lives and that too because of cruelty. A man who is a devil in the form of a human who believes that he is a devil but until you do not force him to become a devil, he rules over hell because he is the king of hell. A girl who is calm, quiet, happy in her own world, who is like heaven, as if she is the queen of heaven, with clean heart and clean intentions. "VIAAN SINGH RATHORE." "FIZA HAYYAT." :- English is not my first language. :-all right reversed. :- it's not type of story or novel mostly you read it's hit different so many plot twist. THIS BOOK IS FICTIONAL, SO DON'T TAKE IT IN REALITY. I DON'T WANT TO HARM ANY OF RELEGION THIS IS JUST FICTIONAL.

She was gazing at him with hurt as his words repeatedly echoing in her ears "𝑰 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑬𝒔𝒉𝒏𝒂, 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎" Aadish was looking back at her with disgust yet anger in his deep menacing orbs, he held her bangle filled hands tightly and sneered "𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖" She felt pain by his holding, But this was nothing compared to the pain she was feeling in her heart. Her tears rolled down as he left her with a jerk, while remarking "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆". Eshnaa saw him going as mumbled with deep despair "par mene toh aapse pyaar kiya tha", she clenched her pallu as tears were flowing furiously.... .......... '𝘼𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙝𝙜𝙖𝙡' grumpy, arrogant, and prideful man, who believes his immense wealth and political power make everything beneath him, collides with the '𝙀𝙨𝙝𝙣𝙖𝙖', who was once a beacon of light and love, now broken and alone after tragedy, their encounter will be explosive. He will see her as another obstacle to dominate, while she, having lost everything but her fierce independence, will resist with all her might. This clash of two vastly different worlds-one built on unshakeable power, the other on profound loss and resilience-will force them to confront their own truths. Whether they ultimately separate, their differences too vast, or change for each other, finding an unexpected connection in their contrasting lives, will depend on whether they can grow beyond their entrenched identities..... @yogiiii

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ညှို့ယူစေသော "မှော်"

A impossible which will not happen even after death

Two professors. One university. And a rivalry so intense it leaves the campus buzzing and them burning. "I hate that you make good points." "No, you hate that I make them before you." "You've been staring at me for five minutes." "No, I'm calculating how your brain managed to produce such arrogance." "Your handwriting is as chaotic as your reasoning." "And yet, somehow, both still win awards." Professor Lilian Rose is the golden standard. Calm, precise, impossibly brilliant. Her lectures soothe, her students excel. She commands respect without raising her voice. Professor Daisy Oliver? Sharp, unrelenting, lethal with a pen and a gaze. Her exams crush egos, her top scorers become legends, and she wears her reputation like a whip. But when they're alone... the rules dissolve. A library encounter. A mislaid paper. Fingers brushing over ink-stained notes. A flash of heat, of awareness, of want neither of them admits. Every snide remark, every playful jab, drips with tension thicker than any lecture hall. "I hate the way you make me think... and want." "You want it more than you admit." Glances linger. Hands almost touch. Every argument teeters between humiliation and something more intimate. A spark ignites, fierce and undeniable. Their rivalry is no longer about grades or prestige it's about control, surrender, and discovering just how far each is willing to push the other. Exams become excuses. Faculty meetings, battlefields of lust disguised as debate. And behind closed doors? They explore the friction, the heat, the unspoken fantasies that have haunted their every interaction. Brains, bodies, and boundaries collide. Pride fights desire, arrogance battles obsession, and when fire meets fire, only scorched skin and satisfied, secret smiles remain. The war of intellect has become a war of lust. And someone is going to win... or lose... entirely.

One-sided love (a lot) Love triangle Only one bed (don't expect good things from me) Enemies to lovers ----------------------------‐- The second book of "Ashes of you" series. [Red flag × Green flag] This story has some parts that are for matures (16+). ‼️BULLYING ‼️FAMILY PROBLEMS ‼️FIGHTS ‼️STRESS If you wanna read this then it's your decision!! I want to remind you that it's just a fanfiction, fake story, so please, DO NOT take it seriously.

មុនពេលអាពាហ៍ពិពាហ៍បានកើតឡើង Wonwooគិតថាខ្លួននឹងមានជីវិតរៀបការដ៏ស្រស់បំព្រងមួយព្រោះMingyuស្រឡាញ់មើលថែគេ និងល្អជាមួយគេខ្លាំងណាស់ ប៉ុន្តែនៅពេលដែលពួកគេរៀបការជាមួយនឹងគ្នារួច Mingyuក៏ស្រាប់តែប្រែទៅជាមនុស្សផ្សេងដាច់ស្រឡះ ហើយថែមទាំងក្បត់ប្រពន្ធ យកស្រីមកដេកបញ្ឈឺWonwooដល់ផ្ទះ ប្តូរស្រីដូចប្តូរខោលីអូ។

Mila Novak has only one dream: to become a successful figure skater. One the ice, one wrong move leads to a fall. In love with him, it leads to a total breakdown.

Elenore Kang -- Bold but broken, fearless and a sharp tounge for justice, a mask that disguises her pain,and picture perfect from the front. Her beauty unmatched againts the world, she turns heads where ever she goes. Ethan Kim -- He was a calculated man-sharp suits, sharper mind. To the world, he was a red flag wrapped in power, Love was never part of the plan-until teasing her became his favorite weakness. -- Once rivals, now spouses, they enter marriage armed with resentment and false assumptions. What began as forced proximity slowly exposes the truth behind their hatred, until forced proximity turns enemies into something neither can escape. --Trauma, Pain, misunderstanding and plot twist unravels, read it to find out the secrets of the story.--

+｡:.𝓘𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓽𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷... 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼..:｡+ﾟ ]|I{•------» 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 «------•}I|[ This story contains mature themes, elements of Omegaverse dynamics (Alphas/Betas/Omegas), situations of psychological manipulation, non-graphic violence, implied sexual tension, and strong language. It is intended for a mature audience. All characters are adults. ]|I{•------» 𝓢𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 «------•}I|[ Ahn Yo-han is not a man; he is a psychopath in a tailored suit. Like a god in the shadows, he engineers realities to imprison the innocent and free the guilty, all for the pleasure of watching the world burn. To him, people are nothing more than chess pieces or, worse still, insects. You only wanted to pay your university tuition. At eighteen years old and an ordinary civilian, a part-time job at an elite firm seemed like a stroke of luck. But when you cross paths with the CEO and your newly awakened omega pheromones react violently to his presence, you stop being a person and become an experiment. Trapped in a gilded cage, you will discover that his empty gaze is more dangerous than any heat. Because Ahn Yo-han isn't looking for a partner; he's looking for a new victim to manipulate, possess, and destroy. And this time, he'll use your own body against you. ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ: ᴋɪᴍ ᴄʜᴀɴɢ ᴊᴏᴏ (김창주) ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴇɴᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ: ᴏʜ ꜱᴀɴɢ ʜᴏ (오상호), ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏ꜆

𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐚 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝑨 25 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒘 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧, 𝑨 27 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒚𝒆𝒓. Once, they were just schoolmates-Venba's secret crush and her untouchable senior. Now, fate brings them together again in her father's courtroom, where Anandh is assigned to mentor her. But between law books, arguments, and late-night tutoring sessions, rules start to blur. She wants her father's appreciation. He wants distance. But destiny wants them together. And in love, even the sharpest lawyer can lose his case.

"අයියා බබෝ. ඇයි ඔයා තීශුයි මායි ගැන ඔච්චර උනන්දු" මම ඇහුවේ ඒ ඇස්වලින් මගේ ඇස් හිමීට පහලට ගන්න ගමන්. "බැරිවෙලාවත් ඔයාට මගේ තීශ් ගැ-" එකපාරටම කැරකෙනවා වගේ දැනුනු මම ඊලග මොහොතේ හිටියේ ලොකර් එකක්ට හේත්තු වෙලා. අභිශේක්කාරයා මගේ අත් දෙකම ලොකර් එකට තියලා තද කරන් රතු උන ඇස්වලින් මං දිහා බලන් හිටියේ රවාගෙන. "උබේ...?" අභිශේක්කාරයා කිව්වේ දත්මිටි කාගෙන තරහා පුලුවන් තරම් පාලනය කරගෙන. ඒත් මං බයද? නෑ මිතුර නෑ. මං නිකටත් උස්සලා කට කොනෙන් හිනා වෙලා ඌගේ ඇස් දෙක දිහාම බලන් හිටියා. "මෙන්න මේක හොදින් මතක තියා ගනින් ආයු. උබේ වෙන්න පුලුවන් මට විතරයි. මේ අභිශේක් වික්‍රමසිංහට විතරයි!"

Yanna Faith Galvez, quietly loved him, even when every choice seemed to push them apart. Caleb Zion Fernandez, never thought love would be the one thing he'd fail to build right. Yanna Faith Galvez was a dedicated pediatrician, she was used to putting others first-listening more than speaking, staying even when it hurt, giving without asking for anything in return. Loving Caleb Zion Fernandez came naturally to her. He was steady, admired, and certain of the future he was building. With him, Yanna believed she was finally chosen. For a time, everything felt secure. Until someone from Caleb's past stepped back into his life and slowly claimed a place beside him. Yanna watched from a distance, carrying doubts she never voiced, pain she never demanded answers for. Then came the decision that broke her. Caleb ended their relationship, convinced that the woman from his past was carrying his child. He chose responsibility over trust, belief over truth. Yanna left without explanation, unaware that the story she was blamed for was never real. What Caleb never knew was that she carried something far more real with her-a child born of the love he abandoned. Will love be enough to heal what was destroyed? Will Yanna ever tell Caleb about their child? Or will the past keep them apart forever?

The Crown Prince is cruel.Cold-blooded in court.Merciless in war. A future king who believes hearts are weaknesses and people are tools. His arranged marriage is already sealed. A queen is chosen. A throne waits. But the prince carries a secret. A lover no one must know about. A servant to the world - owned by fate, by status, by silence. Yet the whole world to the prince. Lein. What started as desire became dependence. What began as convenience turned into addiction. The boy became his quiet comfort. His hidden refuge. His disease. But Lein is no longer the innocent soul he once was.

The Way We Fell Into Ashes is a story of love, danger, and the ways the past follows us. She thought she knew the people around her, but some secrets are darker than they seem. When love enters her life, nothing is as simple as it appears, and the choices she makes ripple across time. A dark, emotional tale of trauma, trust, and the ties that bind us through lifetimes.

ပတ်ခ်ဆောင်းဟွန်းရဲ့ အမှားက ဘယ်ကစလဲလို့မေးရင် Jay Park လိုအတ္တကြီးတဲ့ လူနဲ့တွေ့‌တဲ့နေ့ကလို့ ဖြေမယ်။ Jay Park ရဲ့ အပျော်ရွှင်ရဆုံးအချိန်က ပတ်ခ်ဆောင်းဟွန်း အနားမှာ ရှိတဲ့အချိန်လို့ ဖြေမယ်

Control in a hidden disguise of love. Based on a true story. Two weeks into her first relationship, a young medical student studying on a breathtaking island hears the three words she never expected so soon: "I love you." Swept up in the intensity of dorm hallway glances, late-night study sessions, and the thrill of new romance far from home, she mistakes urgency for destiny. His blue eyes, confident smile, and promises to "wait" feel like devotion. But beneath the sweetness of first love lies something quieter - something tightening. Set against the pressure-cooker world of medical school and the isolation of being international students, this story traces how passion can blur into possession, and how love, when rushed and unexamined, can slowly transform into control. A tender, unsettling coming-of-age about first love, red flags we romanticize, and the courage it takes to see clearly.

Parallel worlds exist. They say you'd only ever see your other version if you both died at the same time. A fucking coincidence with no witnesses. Until now. Gawin, a mercenary who lives for money and the rule that every move has a price, dies in an explosion. In another plane, Gawin-a destined, enslaved omega-poisons himself to escape his torment. Their souls converge, and with one calculated shove, the mercenary falls into the dying body of the slave. He wakes up in the palace of Emperor Joss, a man of profound darkness whose cruel kindness shines for only one: his future husband and the "only love of his life." Together, they made the original omega's existence a bottomless pit of misery. Now, a guest with killer instincts and a mouth full of curses occupies that weak body. "A shitty body, a contemptible concubine title, and two men in power who think I'm still the same toy... What a pair of idiots!" He, who isn't afraid to kill and has a special talent for driving anyone crazy with hatred, begins his masterstroke. But the board has an unpredictable piece. Because Emperor Joss himself guards a secret not even his beloved knows: he rules as if he harbored two souls in a single body. The game is set.

Running away from a wedding is fun. Trust me, I'm a proud member of the runaway bride clan. So yes, I ran. Changed my name. My life. My future. If saying no is illegal,sue me. If refusing to be locked in a cage dressed as destiny is a crime, sue me harder. I was done waiting to be a princess in a gilded prison, hoping for a fictional prince on a white horse. Cliché. Not happening. I ran, and shattered a few fragile egos along the way. Call it a hobby. It was supposed to be harmless. Instead, I made a powerful group of dangerous men my enemies. No regrets. At least until I get my coffee. And then there's their leader. Nik. I hate him. The competitive kind of hate. Men like him think control is power. That defiance is something to be corrected. But hatred doesn't last forever. And secrets never stay buried. How long can I keep my past locked away? How long before the people I ran from finally find me? That's the nightmare. The one I escaped once, I and refuse to face again. -Him- My life was already chaos when she walked in and made it worse. Attraction is forbidden. Affection is weakness. The heart is a liability. So I choose the simplest option. I hate her. Her smile. Her mouth. Her reckless intelligence. Yet one thing refuses to obey. I can't hate her eyes. And that impossibility is exactly why I tell myself I do. She's a weakness I never asked for. And weaknesses must be destroyed. This isn't avoidance anymore. It's war. ............