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🪞 #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟎𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 She wasn't saved. She was handed over quietly, cruelly, like a secret no one wanted to keep. Nitya was soft. Too soft for a world that carved love out of manipulation and called it care. Raised under a roof where tenderness was twisted and silence was survival, she learned that obedience was the only way to stay invisible. Especially when your own mother becomes the mask behind your undoing. So when Nitya is married off, not for love, not even for tradition, but for control she doesn't protest. She folds. Like she always has. Avayan didn't ask for her. He's all edges and ice unreadable, untouchable, and emotionally void. He only said yes because it was expected of him. But something changes in the stillness. Moments pass. And in between the ones where she's breaking quietly are the ones where someone stays. Not to rescue her. Not to hold her. Just to remain. And somehow, between the words left unsaid and the glances not meant to linger, a slow, aching tenderness begins to rise not loud, not sudden but real. This isn't a story of perfect love. This isn't a story of grand gestures or sudden passion. It's a slow, haunting unraveling - of a girl who was barely even hers, Yet, in a marriage built on duty, can desire turn into something more? Can Nitya find the courage to claim her place beside the man who teases and torments her with a tenderness she never knew she craved? And will Avayan, who never believed in love, realize that she was meant to be his all along? A slow-burning tension, stolen moments, and a love that was never supposed to happen-but refuses to be ignored. A quiet beginning. A burning middle. A love that doesn't save her- but teaches her how to choose herself, and him, at the same time. And the man who unknowingly teaches her how to belong to herself.

"𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏, 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒊." ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆ You can run away from a normal man- but can you run from the owner? The lunatic. The public threat of Uttar Pradesh. She returned to her home town with a hope to have peace- But she was handed straight to the devil. Hate and annoyance planted the seed- of obsession, of control, over a girl who had never been allowed to heal. A marriage she never asked for. A life she wasn't ready for. But now that it's hers- will she run from it? Or turn it around, on her own terms? ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION © All Rights Reserved

𝐸𝑘𝑎𝑛𝑠ℎ 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔ℎ 𝑅𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒 X 𝑅𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑢ℎ𝑎𝑛 ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ I walked into the room like a dead man. The smell of antiseptic and blood mixed in the air, and my heart clenched at the sight before me. Reet. My Reet. She lay on the bed, so still, so pale... as if life had already left her body. Tubes ran across her arms, machines beeped softly beside her, and her lips were colorless. I walked closer and sank to my knees beside her bed. My hands trembled as I took hers into mine. Her fingers were cold-too cold. "Jaan..." I whispered, my voice breaking. "How long will you sleep, hmm? You've slept enough now... wake up, please. You haven't even started living with me yet. We were supposed to build a life together... you promised me, remember?" My tears fell freely now, wetting her hand. My heart was bleeding inside my chest, every breath a struggle. "Please, Jaan... just open your eyes once. Look at me once... please..." And then- The beeping stopped. The sound that had been keeping me alive-the only proof that she was still here-went silent. My world collapsed. "No... no... no!" I screamed, shaking her gently. "Reet! Jaan! Look at me! Don't do this! Don't leave me! Please, don't leave me!" ｡𖦹°‧⋆˚࿔

Rani and Lamia thought fixing their marriage was the end of the storm, but healing doesn't stop just because love survived. After cheating, a miscarriage, and almost losing each other forever, they finally chose to stay and rebuild. Now they are learning how to love again... slowly, carefully, honestly. But rebuilding a marriage isn't as simple as saying "sorry" or "I forgive you." There are days filled with peace and laughter... and nights haunted by memories. There is love, but also fear. There is softness, but also unanswered pain. As new challenges appear, family pressure, emotional triggers, jealousy, and the question of trying again for the children, Rani and Lamia must face the truth... Fixing the marriage was the first battle. Fighting to keep it is the real war. Will their second chance be stronger than their past? Or will the cracks they once repaired begin to break open again? Attribution No-Derivs 2025 by Pensrikylie.

She lost everything in a single night - her home, her family, and the freedom to choose. Now she's trapped in the arms of the man who should've let her burn... but didn't. He saved her not out of mercy - but obsession. And he's not done claiming what's his.

𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ~𝑨 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 •⋆°.☾⋆.ೃ࿔*:⋆𐙚 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 ♡ 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 Ruhanika, a quiet introvert with a passion for books and study. She thrives in the world of words, finding solace in the pages of her favorite novels. Shy and reserved, but don't be fooled-when it comes to her loved ones, she's feisty and stands her ground. Vihaan, a fun-loving extrovert who dominates both the social scene and academics. His infectious energy brightens up even the dullest of classrooms. Despite being a backbencher, he always manages to be the top student. Now, what will happen when Ruhanika's quiet world clashes with Vihaan's lively personality, creating an unexpected whirlwind of emotions? Will their rivalry turn into an unexpected romance, filled with surprising twists? Let's delve into their story...!! 𝐀 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞..!(⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) --------------------------------- ✿𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐗 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐗 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -------------------------------- Give this story a chance I am sure you won't regret it...!! Don't come to a conclusion before at least reading 15 chapters..!! DON'T COPY OR REPOST MY STORY🚫

Set in post-independence era ( between 1950-60s) In the lawless corners of rural India, power isn't passed down - it's snatched, soaked in blood, and sealed with fear. Two factions. One throne. A history written in ashes. What began as a village rivalry twisted into generational hatred - where a forgotten massacre still echoes in silence, and grudges are carried like weapons. Years later, a single act sets the balance ablaze again: the daughter of the village head is taken - not for lust, but to remind them who once ruled these lands. This is not a love story. This is a story of thrones stolen, pride wounded, and vengeance reborn from the dust of the dead. But amidst gunpowder and grudges, a bond dares to bloom - dangerous, defiant, and unforgivable. Because when love grows where hate was sown, it doesn't heal - it burns. When loyalty turns to war and history claws its way back, only one legacy will survive. ...

In a world where shadows are sharper than truth, Aurelia Blaine awakens with nothing but a name, a high-rise empire, and a father who seems all too eager to guide her steps. Outwardly ruthless and poised, she's the enigmatic owner of Blaine Company-a woman of elegance and steel. But behind closed doors, the cracks in her memory echo louder than she'll ever admit. When threats begin to circle, protection arrives in the form of Davina Lia Sokolova-a striking, soft-spoken bodyguard with eyes like secrets and precision like a blade. Cold on the outside, unreadable by design, Davina is everything Aurelia shouldn't trust. Yet, the more danger tightens its grip, the more impossible it becomes to deny the pull between them. But in a city where loyalty is currency and silence is survival, nothing is ever what it seems. Because the truth? It's waiting to bleed through. And when it does... it won't ask for permission. ❀ "You want to play?" I teased. She smiled. "I'm already naked." "That's not what I meant." I leaned in, kissed her jaw, bit her earlobe. "I want all of it off. The control. The act. The smirk. Take it off." Her pulse jumped beneath my lips. "Then make me." So I did. ❀ Best Rankings: #1 on lostmemories 28/08-25 #1 on aurelia 11/09-25 #1 on ceoxbodyguard 13/09-25 #1 on lesbian 06/10-25 #1 on davina 09/11-25 Milestones: 10k views on 15/06-25 100k views on 12/10-25 Timeline: Started on February 2025

"𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘚𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝟣𝟫𝟦𝟢𝘴 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘭𝘺𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸-𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒.

KYLE JUANCHO AGUSTIN, ISANG BINATA NA HINDI SUMUBOK MAKIPAG RELASYLON KANINO MAN HANGGANG SA UMABOT SIYA NG 32YEARS OLD. DAHIL HABANG SIYA AY NAG KAKAISIP IMINULAT NA SA KANYA NA SIYA AY NAKALAAN SA ISANG ARRANGE MARRIAGE,BILANG PAGTANAW NG UTANG NA LUOB NG KANYANG LOLO SA YUMAO NITONG KAIBIGAN,. MAHALIN NYA KAYA ANG BABAENG IPAGKAKASUNDO SA KANYA?? OH PANGHAHAWAKAN NIYA ANG SALITA NG KANYANG INA, MAARI KANG HUMIWALAY KAPAG SIYA ANG GUMUSTO MAKIPAG DEVORCE DAHIL YUN ANG NASA KASUNDUAN. ********** CLAUDINE QUIRINO!! SIYA AY LUMAKI SA PARIS AT NAMUHAY MAG ISA, SA LUOB NG LIMANG TAON HINAYAAN SYANG MAMUHAY NG KANYANG DADY AT MOMY NG HINDI PINAPAKIALAMAN ANO MAN ANG GUSTUHIN NYA,. LAHAT NG GUSTO NYANG GAWIN AY MAARI LAHAT NG LUHO,MALAKING PERA,SASAKYAN AT SARILING BAHAY SA PARIS AY IBINIGAY SA KANYA NG KANYANG MAGULANG,KAPALIT NG ISANG KUNDISYON.. SIYA AY MAGPAPAKASAL SA IDAD NA 22YEARS OLD SA ISANG LALAKING HINDI NYA ALAM NA SAMPONG TAON ANG AGWAT SA KANYANG IDAD. BASTA ANG ALAM NYA LAMANG ISA ITONG BILYONARYO SA PILIPINAS, NGUNIT LINGID SA KANYANG KAALAMAN NA ANG KAYAMAN NG LALAKING ITO AY GALING LAMANG SA KANYANG LOLO KAPALIT NG ARRANGE MARRIAGE. PAANO SIYA MAG AADJUST NG BUHAY MAY BAHAY, KUNG NASANAY SYANG MAG ISA LAMANG HABANG PANAHON MAHALIN NYA KAYA ITO?? ****** AUTHOR!! ANO MANG LUGAR,PANGALAN NG TAO AT PANGYAYARI ANG MABANGGIT SA KWENTO AY ISANG IMAHINASYON KO LAMANG,. kung may mabasa po kayong wrong grammar or spelling sorry napo,hindi po ako ekspertong manunulat. ito po ay aking libangan lamang😊 sabay sabay po tayong maexcite at kiligin sa story na aking ibabahagi 😍 happy readings guys😘😘

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Book 2 in the Chauhan Family Saga - sequel to From Strangers to Siblings. Truth....... Everyone says the truth can't stay hidden forever. But no one warns you what happens when it finally surfaces. Not all truths mend. Some tear through memories. Some leave behind guilt too heavy to carry. And some... change everything. The same happened to the Chauhan siblings. Mahika, Dhruv, Rajveer, and Karthik-once strangers bound by fractured bloodlines-choose love over legacy, trust over silence. They built something fragile but real. They became a family. And just when it felt like healing was finally possible... The video arrived. Abhinav's innocence was within reach. Mahika dared to believe that father and sons could finally become one. But fate had other plans. Before the truth could bring peace, a single call shattered their world. Abhinav Chauhan-critically injured in an accident. . . . And as one secret unfolds, others wait in the shadows. The consequences? The aftermath? They're not choices. They're storms the Chauhan siblings must face. But through it all, they stand together. None of them bends. None of them breaks. Even if some truths come to destroy..... This family... it stood stronger. As a force of love, refusing to be broken.

He ruined her beyond repair. Yet he swore no one elsewould ever have her.

قَصة كتَروي على بَطلتنـا اروَى ليَ هرباتُ من مديـنهَ تاعهَا بسَبب ظروفُ و مهـددَة بالقتـلُ و كتبَدل معلومَات شخَصيه تاعهاَ باش تعيَش حياةَ جديـَدة ولكـن مَعرفاتشُ بَلي حيـاتها غا تقَلب 360° .

[A MARRIAGE IN TROUBLE ROMANCE] Dheer Raiyanni was now a billionaire, but was he always? Dheer built his empire from the scratch when he has no one but the girl he loved and the money he lent from her father, chewing his pride. Money changes man But, can money change love? Vanika waits in silence, in love and at home that no longer feels like theirs. She watches him build skyscrapers while their marriage crumbles floor by floor. Dheer, still shackled by his old insecurities and buried pride, doesn't see the boundaries he keeps establishing in their once cherished relationship. Can two people who gave each other their everything, find their way back, before the boundaries trap them amidst its hold?

Our marriage was arranged. So was our divorce. I obeyed my parents. He obeyed his. At 25, I'm a divorcée. A single mom to a three-year-old. At 30, he's a divorcé. A weekend father. Bravo. ------------------------------------------ WARNING: Mature Language.

MINORS AND COPYCAT AUTHORS STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BOOK. --- AYDEN RAI SINGHANIYA - To the curious little thing holding this book... You came here for a love story? Baby, you opened the wrong fucking book. This isn't about sweet kisses or candlelit promises. This is about me pinning her down when she moaned my name like a prayer and a curse. It's about her tears drying on my tongue. It's about the way she said no with her lips, but yes with her thighs. I stole her. Broke her. Fucked her until she forgot what freedom felt like. And you'll hate me for it. But keep reading... Because by the time you reach the end, you'll wish I'd chained you instead. --- AENI OBEROI- To the girl who thinks she wouldn't fall... He didn't ask. He didn't knock. He came in like a storm and ruined me with his touch. I said no. I screamed. I bled. But my body betrayed me. Again. And again. And again. Now, when he's gone, I ache. When he's near, I burn. You'll judge me. You'll call me weak. But wait till he touches you with those hands that destroy and worship at the same time. Then come back... And tell me you wouldn't crawl back to your cage too. --- 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬.

She believed in love. He believed in nothing. Fate believed in chaos. A marriage of convenience. Two wounded souls. Two secrets. One marriage neither asked for. No promises. No emotions. Just a name shared... and a home divided. Anvika Khanna, an introvert sweet girl, once lit up every room she walked into-the heart of the Khanna family, with dreams spun from fairytales and ink-until her world shattered with accusations, betrayals, and a past too painful to forget. Stripped of her name and family, she built a quiet empire through her words, hiding behind a pen name... and a broken heart no one sees. She disappeared into silence... and her stories. Evyavaan Malhotra, the cold, elusive and the eldest heir of the powerful Malhotra empire, has learned to keep love at arm's length and wear a facade of grumpiness. He has demons of his own. Bound to Anvika by duty, not choice, he never wanted a wife-especially not one with a past wrapped in shadows. He swears to keep his distance-unaware she's already survived worse than his distance. But can love bloom in the silence between the storms? Or are some scars too deep to heal? •~•~•~•~• It's a standalone novel! This book contains content intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright © - This story is a work of fiction and belongs to me. Do not copy or repost without permission.

𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈 - 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮 𝓦𝓱𝓸 𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓡𝓲𝓼𝓮 Born under a shadow and blamed for her mother's death, Kahani Dev Raghuvanshi was branded a curse before she could even speak. Silence became her only refuge, pain her only companion. The world around her never saw a girl-they saw a bad omen, a burden, a reason for every misfortune. At fourteen, accused of poisoning her own brother, Kahani stood alone in a mansion that had never been her home-every familiar face turned against her, every word she spoke drowned in disbelief. For years she had endured their cruelty in silence, but that night, when her father disowned her and her family condemned her without proof, something inside her broke... and something far stronger awoke. That night, she stopped begging for mercy. That night, the curse chose to rise. Running from the ashes of her old life, Kahani sheds her name, her fear, and the chains that bound her. Reborn as Kahani Arya Rathore, she vows to rewrite her story-not as a victim, but as a storm that would make the world remember the name they once spat upon. Because sometimes, the most dangerous kind of curse... is the one that learns to fight back.

" haikyuu? do you mean haiku? " ღ IN WHICH it's fluff one shots of your favorite haikyuu characters ⸝⸝⸝ status: ongoing! ⌗ various characters x fem!reader