Historias de Theme

At fifteen... she was light. Niharika Rathore was the kind of girl who made rooms softer just by entering them. A sunshine soul wrapped in innocence. She laughed too easily, trusted too quickly, and loved her mother more than anything in the world. Her eyes-almond-shaped, deep, observant-held warmth. Her smile could melt silence. Chubby cheeks like cotton candy... a face everyone remembered. But some stories don't stay soft. Because in one night... everything changed. The man her mother trusted... the man who was supposed to become her stepfather... became the reason her world cracked open. Nothing loud. Nothing spoken. Just a line crossed that should have never been crossed. And after that night... Niharika was never the same. --- At seventeen... she is still alive. But the sunshine is gone. Her smile doesn't reach her eyes anymore. Her gaze avoids people, like the world itself became unsafe. Quiet. Careful. Guarded. She no longer trusts light. She only trusts shadows. Then fate turns again. Her mother slips into a coma. And suddenly... there is no place left for her. A maternal grandfather she barely knows sends her away-far from everything she called home. But before she can leave... another truth arrives like a storm. A father she never truly knew. A name whispered in fear. A mafia king. And he wants her back. Not as a guest. Not as a choice. As his daughter. --- But Niharika has already learned one thing the hard way: Men break things. Even the ones who are supposed to protect you. Now she is taken into a world she never imagined- A house filled with power... silence... and eight brothers who see her as an outsider. No women. No softness. No familiarity. Only rules. Distance. Watchful eyes. And a girl who is terrified of men... being forced to live surrounded by them.

[THE VOWS OF FAITH, #2] KANAK Six years of marriage. A lifetime, people would say. To the world, Vanraj and I are still the perfect couple. Wealth, power, and a marriage untouched by time. But behind the closed doors of our carefully curated life, we've become strangers sharing a house that's far too large for two people who no longer know how to speak to each other. Only one thing has remained constant: sex. If I start pulling at the thread of this marriage... Which end will finally unravel first? Him. Or me. ~~~~~ VANRAJ It wasn't destiny. I spent years hating her. I married her because of that hate. Silence is a slow-acting poison, and it's been killing us both. The only time she's truly mine is when I'm inside her. When I'm not, I'm losing her. She is a rose. Velvet, thorny, and the only thing that makes my cold blood run hot. She wants out. She wants to tear up our oaths and disappear into oblivion. But she's forgotten who I am. I'll burn this entire legacy to the ground before I let my rose wither. ~~~~~ This standalone features a second chance fueled by years of lethal silence, bone-deep obsession, and aggressive scenes of sex in anger that will leave you breathless. It contains a guaranteed HEA and no cheating.

"you think hurting me will lessen your pain, but let me tell you will also burn in this flames of revenge..." I said with out most calmness looking into his hazel pairs that hunts me the secend it falls into mine. His grip only tighten more around my throat cutting my air supply nearly making me wiggle out his grip but fail badly he is tightening the grip every sec... He said nothing like always. Making me frustrate. But after a movement of silence he whispers coming dangerous closer... "Revenge is an excuse to prey on others for fun..." Brushing his lips with mine very lightly it sends shiver down my spine... " But I'm not a toy thing, bastard!!.." I hissed as his other hand moved to my left breast squeezing it tightly. Tears brim in back of my eyes but I didn't let them fall... He shouldn't see me weak infront of him or... beneath him... He squeezed more this time making me close my eyes taking deep breath to restrain myself from moaning... "You are nothing but just a spoil brat who only knows how to use his power in wrong wa- aghh..." His smirk stretched more as his chuckled. "Spoiled, huh?!" With that he slammed his lips with mine desparately. I wish I could have run away that day... ⚠️triggered warning⚠️adults content 🔞 matured ahead (21+) violence, blood, sexual assault... traumatic experience(Maybe) So.. if you're under age respectfully leave...🙂🔪

A theme dump, where you can claim the themes.

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꒰ ⠀ ⠀ 𝓣𝐡𝗲ⓜ𝚎 𝓓𝐮𝚖𝓹 ⠀ ⠀ ୨୧ ⠀ ⠀for your pretty accounts ⠀ ⠀✴ 🦢 ⠀ ⠀ㆍ ㆍ ㆍ ⠀ ⠀ a̲e̲s̲t̲h̲e̲t̲i̲c̲ ⠀ ⠀ ⪩ ⪨ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟼 ⠀ ― ⠀❪ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟽 ❫ ⠀ ⠀Ⓒ 𝕺𝖿𝖿іᥴіᥲᥣᥣᥡ𝕳ᥡᥙᥒȷіᥒᥒіᥱ

The Chrysalis Community presents to you The Adonis Theme Shop where you can order beautiful themes to make your profile pop out and attract your deserved attention!! Hop in and choose which designer is right for you!! If you like what you see, consider joining our community!! Graphics by the esteemed designer, @aestheticvip3012 Credits: @dead_poet_7 **This work is not affiliated with Wattpad.**

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Just a bunch of poems I wrote at random moments. Enjoy! Disclaimer: Some of the poems get dark, just be wary about that. You have been warned. First Published: June 14, 2018 Completed: N/A

𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚎𝚎 ♡

Delve into the world of thought, those invisible components of writing. Theme, story structure, and more will be discussed as we take a look at the things that are found within words and reach to the universal truths connecting all on planet Earth.

earth → purgatory → heaven // hell ↓ illusion my poem compilation from the past year ♤ lowercase intended ♤

・❥・ 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙤 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙡𝙮, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚!

𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? || 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱 ❝𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣' 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?❞ 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 ↳ 𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪! cover by meha-k

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅: 🄲🄾🅅🄴🅁🅂 🅱︎🅰︎🅽︎🅽︎🅴︎🆁︎🆂︎ 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ,𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲❤︎ 🇻 🇴 🇹 🇪  🇫 🇴 🇱 🇱 🇴 🇼 

█▓▒░ "𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙂𝙤𝙙'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 - 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩; 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙠𝙮, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙩 𝙃𝙞𝙢." -𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙮.░▒▓█ ° ° ° ❝𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑗𝑎𝑟, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑐𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒... ❞ ° ° ° Welcome to The Ornate Creations, your Theme and Bio corner 💜 ⛆🇦 🇨 🇨 🇪 🇵 🇹 🇮 🇳 🇬 🇷 🇪 🇶 🇺 🇪 🇸 🇹 🇸 ⛆ ©ThePurpleScribblers

"A breeze of a cheetah will save our Clan..." Gary is just a restless loner living near the safety of the Twolegplace, dreaming of the mysteries hidden deep within the trees. But when a curious leap over the fence throws him into the wild world of ThunderClan, his life changes forever. Renamed Cheetahpaw, the golden-dappled apprentice must adapt quickly to a brutal new reality. Dark secrets lurk in the shadows, ancient rivalries threaten to tear the forest apart, and a bloodthirsty enemy looms on the horizon. To survive, Cheetahpaw will have to prove that loyalty-not blood-makes a true warrior. Will he rise to fulfill StarClan's prophecy, or will ThunderClan fall to the darkness? Step into the forest. Embrace the wild.

Halima Story She was taught that good girls stay quiet. That some truths are too heavy to say out loud. That love means carrying it alone. For many years, Halima kept Mama Bose's secret buried under "I'm fine." She smiled at family dinners. She answered when they called her. But every night, the silence got heavier. At 11:47 PM, the weight became too much. Her fingers shook. Her heart said _speak_. Her fear said _don't_. She chose anyway. This isn't just about what she said. It's about what it costs to finally say

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The theme songs I pick out for them are going to be based on their personalities ^u^