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He is a dream that never will happen, even though I want him to be mine. His eyes look so dangerous and deadly that it scares me. I never wanted to see that in his eyes, but fate played differently because that is what I see daily. * Ava Morris― Is in love with her brother's best friend. She had watched him from afar for years and didn't dare confess her feelings. Finally, she decides to let go of her feelings when she knows he is far from her reach. But what happens when she accidentally attends an illegal match with her college friends and catches his eye? What will happen when they keep crossing paths coincidentally? What happens when Ava pleads with him to take her help in decorating his apartment? What are the odds when they start spending time together? Has Ava ever stopped having feelings for him? Now that she has the chance― Will she try to win him over before it is too late?

"Shaadi sirf naam ki hogi, Vedika." Arman's cold voice echoed inside the beautifully decorated room. "Don't expect a husband from me." Vedika felt her heartbeat stutter. This was not how she imagined her wedding night since childhood. Not after spending years dreaming about him. Not after writing his name beside hers in the corners of her notebooks. Not after waiting eight whole years for him to return from abroad. Arman sandhu. Her first crush. Her almost-stranger husband. The same boy whose one smile used to make her day... now stood in front of her with emotionless eyes. "I agreed to this marriage because of our families," he continued while loosening his tie, not even looking at her. "You'll get respect, my family name, everything. But don't expect love." Her fingers tightened around her red bridal dupatta. "Was there ever a time," she asked softly, voice trembling, "when you liked me even a little?" Silence. That silence broke her more than words ever could. Because for Vedika Malhotra... this marriage was the beginning of forever. But for Arman sandhu... it was just a responsibility. And sometimes the most painful love stories begin with a promise made in childhood... between two people who wanted completely different futures.

Vanshika Chauhan: "I wish you loved me as much as I love you." Shivansh Nimavat: " You have to hate me cause love isn't for us." __________________________________________________________________________________ "Hello... S-Shiv, I need... your help...," she typed with trembling fingers, her breaths shallow and uneven. Her hands were shaking so violently that the letters blurred on the screen, smeared further by the tears that wouldn't stop falling. She stared at the message, hoping-praying-for a response. And then it came: "I'm busy." Two cold, careless words. Her heart shattered. Still, desperation overpowered pride. She kept begging him to talk, to just listen. She tried calling him, fingers fumbling as she dialed, only to hear the abrupt silence of a call being declined. Her lips quivered as she tried to form the next message. "Shiv... please pick u-"Before she could even hit send, the screen flashed with those three words that felt like a death sentence: "You can't message this person anymore." Blocked. Just like that. __________________________________________________________________________________ Trigger Warning: This story explores deeply emotional and sensitive topics, including family abuse, sexual violence (including rape), emotional trauma, panic attacks, and abandonment. These themes are portrayed with the intention of shedding light on real-life struggles, but they may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and prioritize your mental and emotional well-being. If you are in a vulnerable state or unsure, consider skipping certain chapters or seeking support as needed. ________________________________________________________________________________ An original novel by @sparkle_heart_122 Don't try to copy even a little thing!! ❌️

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Title PREFACE DAWN OF THE WHITE MAN DAWN OF THE WHITE MAN (A striking, layered title that hints at history, loss, and prophecy.) Background Preface: An apocalypse does not always announce itself. Sometimes it arrives aboard a ship. Sometimes it carries medicine in one hand and a treaty in the other. Sometimes it smiles. This is the history of what we suffered. Africa's apocalypse is not yet to come-it is here. The second coming of Christ will not save us from the Armageddon brought by the white man. While Africa prays, she has lived in an apocalypse since colonial arrival. But who made him-God or Satan? Are there multiple gods? One question leads to another, back to the beginning: God's first creation, God's first machine. They came and asked land upon which to build a house of prayer, a warehouse and just a harbour. Then, one morning, the visitor raises his flag upon your shore and informs you that the land beneath your feet has always belonged to him. A black man asks: What did we ever do wrong? What gave them power over us? Is this our fate forever? Should God ask why He created any of them?

Helena has spent her entire life believing she was an ordinary witch in the peaceful Kingdom of Sapphire. But when strange dreams, uncontrollable bursts of light, and an ancient prophecy begin to haunt her, everything she knows about herself unravels. She is no ordinary witch. She is the Child of Sapphire the Witch of Light, born to end the darkness that has threatened the Five Realms for centuries. As Helena's powers awaken, so do dangerous secrets. Drawn into the mysterious kingdom of Bathos, she falls deeply in love with Prince Edric, a man whose kindness makes her question everything she has ever been taught about darkness. But not every heart is as pure as it seems, and the greatest betrayal often wears the face of first love. With her destiny slipping through her fingers and her powers fading, Helena's search for the legendary Cave of Light leads her to a forgotten kingdom erased from history Athenin. There she meets Damon, the last prince of a fallen realm, a warrior feared by gods and monsters alike, and a man cursed with an ancient beast that recognizes Helena before he does. As kingdoms prepare for war, forgotten prophecies awaken, and the line between light and darkness begins to blur, Helena must choose between the love she once knew, the destiny she cannot escape, and the truth that could either save the world... or destroy it. Because sometimes the greatest enemy isn't darkness. It's the person you trusted most.

I've spent my entire life in the countryside, cherishing the refreshing morning breeze and the rustling of trees. However, everything changes when I get accepted into a college in the city. The city... I never imagined leaving my home, friends, and family, but I always envisioned something more. My first day in the city is nothing like I expected - the noise is overwhelming, and the people seem distant and cold. However, things take an unexpected turn when I start settling into my new city life, and someone from my past resurfaces, bringing back childhood memories I never thought I'd experience again. They were inseparable once - a group of friends bound by childhood in the countryside. But everything changed when one of them left for the city, breaking a bond that meant everything to Yumi. Can two best friends reunite after years of being apart? And are their lives compatible enough to let each other in? now a well-known celebrity, and far from the person she once knew. (Note: The pictures in this text do not belong to me they go to their rightful owners)

She once lived in colours... dreams stitched into the fabric of her future. Gauri Malhotra was never meant for silence. She was laughter, fire, and unfinished sketches of a life she wanted to design. But fate does not always ask before it takes. A marriage that looked like a fairy tale... slowly turned into a cage made of gold and control. Now she speaks in pauses. Breathes in fear. Lives in silence. Until he arrives. Shivansh Siyanshi Khurana- a man known as the "Calm Storm" of Delhi's courtrooms. A defense lawyer who believes emotions are distractions... and marriage is a mistake carved in pain. He doesn't save people. He fights cases. But Gauri is not just a case. She is a silence he cannot ignore. And sometimes... silence is louder than justice.

Ba kowace soyayya ce ke kawo farin ciki ba... Wasu kuwa jarabawa ce da ke canza rayuwa gaba ɗaya. Ta haihu da namijin da bata sani bata san tana iya zata nemo shi ba ta taimaka mashi a lkcn da idan bai kusanci mace zai iya mutuwa ta fito talan fura daga karshe yaran Prince ba shakku bane to tayaya?💔 "Jarabtar Mu" - littafin da zai sa ki kasa daina karantawa har sai kin kai ƙarshe. 📖✨

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​🏆 #23 in #obsessive - 25/04/26 🏆 #72 in #familydrama-27/04/26 #35 in #familydrama-28/04/26 She is his obsession. He is her cage." Ananya Goenka is 22, innocent, and a final-year Commerce topper. Her world is filled with lectures, family, and a bright future. She thinks leading the University Gala is her biggest achievement. She has no idea she has already been marked by a man who lives in the shadows. Avinash Dev Rathore is 30, cold, and a ruthless billionaire. His world is one of power, greed, and absolute control. He doesn't believe in love-he believes in possession. When he sees Ananya, he doesn't just see a student; he sees a prize he must own. The 8 year age gap isn't the only thing between them. It's the distance between her light and his darkness. While she prepares for her career, he is preparing her golden cage. Ananya thinks she's coordinating an event, but Avinash has already decided her fate. The innocent student. The obsessed shark. A marriage that was never a choice. "Enjoy your freedom, Ananya. Because once the Gala begins, you belong to me." To know what happened you have to read the story Avinash x Ananya #Mafia #Billionaire #DarkRomance #Possessive #AgeGap. #Obsession. #ForcedProximity #Protective #HiddenIdentity #IndianRomance #DesiRomance #Aesthetic #SlowBurn #SecretMafia #MarriageOfConvenience #HeFellFirst #JadedHero #InnocentHeroine

Death wasn't the end, it was the defining moment of his refusal to cease existing. Its been months since his death, and his body had long since been returned to the earth, but his resurrection had no other place to occur. Bony remains now revived, he has been given a second chance, and he has been doing his best to keep a low profile, as he tries to understand his new circumstances. He has built a quiet life as a barista in a neighborhood coffee shop. But it wasnt long, before the "Skeleton Barista" became a local curiosity, drawing visitors from all over. Some come for the spectacle. Others stay for the coffee, the conversation, and the unexpected wisdom found behind the counter. But his resurrection was no accident. Unseen cosmic forces once fought over his very soul, tearing his existence apart until only his consciousness remained. Through sheer force of will, he refused to fade into nothingness-and somehow found his way back. Now, as mysterious powers begin moving once again, he must uncover why he was spared, why he returned as little more than bones, and whether his second chance belongs to him... or to something far greater. Some souls are too stubborn to die.

"I killed.. t-the one I loved the most .. t-the one whome I should ...protect" . - when blood ties and broken heart collides,, who will bleed last ? This story will revolve around Jungkook X reader , where they are bound to be together but their are a lot of lies and betrayal along the way . - slow burn - dark romance - bodyguard x client - mafia - forbidden love - desire - betrayal [ JJK X READER ] #1 (jiminimagine 25.07.26) #3 (btsimagine 03.08.26)

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The night air was thick with dust and fear as a young girl in a bridal red lehenga ran desperately along the Mathura highway. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, almost as if the blood had drained from them. She looked no more than nineteen. Her eyes, swollen and red from endless crying, searched the darkness behind her. Her breath came in ragged bursts as panic consumed her. She ran faster, stumbling over loose gravel, her anklets clinking with every step. Just then, as fate would have it, she darted straight into the path of an oncoming car. The driver slammed the brakes. The tires screeched against the asphalt, sending sparks into the night air. The car came to a sudden stop, inches away from the girl. The door swung open and a young man stepped out. He was around twenty-six-handsome in a reckless way. His eyes were bloodshot, heavy with alcohol, but sharp with an instinct that cut through the haze. The girl, without hesitation, rushed toward him, falling at his feet. "Please... please save me!" she sobbed, clutching at his arm. "They're after me... those people... they'll kill me!" Her eyes darted wildly toward the shadows creeping closer from behind. She froze. Terror took hold. She turned toward the sound-figures emerging from the darkness, fast approaching. Without thinking, she flung herself behind the man, clutching at his back and shutting her eyes tight, whispering prayers through trembling lips. The men reached them and snarled. "Give her to us!" one barked. "We don't care about you! We want the girl!" Curiouss???? Read the storyy...

When Audrey, the smart, beautiful and kind-hearted woman decided to quit her job to pursue her dream as a chef, she did not expect to meet her ex-boss again, Ethan Loyd. He is still the arrogant, rude and annoying yet handsome man as always. The twist of events forced to unite the two incompatible souls, what will result from their obscure relationship, will it evolve to something more or will it end tragically? Along the way, Audrey found that he has a secret that he tries to hide, will he be able to overcome his demons or will he eventually crumble dragging her along. *Highest Accomplishment* #1 in Chef #1 in Completed (out of 51.4k stories) #1 in Cooking #1 in Wattpad 2020 #1 in Wattpad 2019 (Oct 2020) #1 in Wattpad 2021 #1 in Love Hate Relationship #2 in 2020 (Aug 2021) #2 in Wattpad 2020 (Aug 2021) #3 in New York (Aug 2021) #4 in Ex-boss (out of 38.5k stories) #5 in Love Story (out of 209k stories) (Nov 2020) #5 in Chicklit (Oct 2020) #5 in New Story (Jan 2021) #7 in 2021 #8 in 2019 #18 in Innocent (Nov 2020) #29 in Billionaire #35 in Happy (out of 83k stories) (Jan 2021) #37 in Sad (July 2021) #41 in New (Nov 2020) #54 in Romance (out of 1.5M stories)

To keep myself from losing track of: all the 2025 contests I've entered, all the 2025 contests I've volunteered myself as a judge (or let myself be volun-told into judging), all the 2025 books I've had to read as a contestant or as a judge, all the 2025 deadlines, and all the other important stuff, here is a book that registers all these 2025 things in a somewhat organized fashion. With occasional commentary. Nota bene: Although other people are welcome to browse my public contest logs and look for contests, look for information about details of contests (i.e. you want me to pour you some tea), etc, these contest logs are primarily for my own use. I enter so many contests that I can't keep track of them without a log. I forget important details, too, including things like "Note to self: You do not get along with this contest host, best not participate in their contests." Like my 2024 contest log, this was never meant to be an "expose" book. I'm not exposing anybody. Contests are matters of public record, as are any comments made in the contest books. I'm just a ditz who needs a written log to keep track of everything. I would lose my head if it wasn't attached to my shoulders. I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY POETRY AND PROSE BEING USED TO TRAIN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE

To keep myself from losing track of: all the 2026 contests I've entered, all the 2026 contests I've volunteered myself as a judge (or let myself be volun-told into judging), all the 2026 books I've had to read as a contestant or as a judge, all the 2026 deadlines, and all the other important stuff, here is a book that registers all these 2026 things in a somewhat organized fashion. With occasional commentary. For the record, I am not Lady Whistledown, and I do not have all the gossip of the ton. Nota bene: Although other people are welcome to browse my public contest logs and look for contests, look for information about details of contests (i.e. you want me to pour you some tea), etc, these contest logs are primarily for my own use. I enter so many contests that I can't keep track of them without a log. I forget important details, too, including things like "Note to self: You do not get along with this contest host, best not participate in their contests." Like my 2024 and 2025 contest logs, this journal was never meant to be an "expose" book. I'm not exposing anybody. Contests are matters of public record, as are any comments made in the contest books. I'm just a ditz who needs a written log to keep track of everything. I would lose my head if it hadn't been attached to my shoulders. I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY POETRY AND PROSE BEING USED TO TRAIN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE

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