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𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 - 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞? 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭.

He was only going to drop his friend back to his house, not knowing what waited for him on the way. It was a normal evening for both of them, she simply took her younger brother out for a bicycle ride as she promised meanwhile he was simply following his routine of dropping off his friend. And as the universe planned itself and as if all of those earlier simple moments were woven by destiny itself, they met but she didn't even notice and yet he fell.

ڕابردووم لە شەوێک کە ئەستێرە و مانگی ون کردبێت ڕەشتر و تاریکتر بوو.... دروستکەری بەرگ:@SOZY_73 دەستپێک: ڕۆژی دووشەمە ٧/٧/٢٠٢٥ 🔴داڕشتن و و نوسین و بیرۆکەی ئەم چیرۆکە بە تەواوی بۆخۆم دەگەڕێتەوە بەهیچ جۆرێک مافی بردنیت نیە

ခြူးဘ၀ကို ၀ဿန်အပိုင်လိုချင်တယ် ၀ဿန့်အချစ်က၀တ္ထုတစ်ပုဒ်ဖြစ်ခဲ့လျှင်သိပ်ကိုကဗျာဆန်ပြီးကြေကွဲစရာကောင်းနေမှာအမှန်

Soldier × Writer. 🪖💗🌷 "LIFE IS NOT WORTH LIVING, TILL YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO DIE FOR."~ A story of a man who has known pain, where the world taught him how to kill mercilessly , fought wars, and yet, falls so deeply and truly in love that he becomes her Raanjhana - hers completely. 💌 He was trained to protect. She wrote stories of love, but never imagined she'd live one. . . . . Captain Manvik Raghuwanshi - 30, an elite Indian Army officer, code-named "Vayu." Known in the forces as The Storm, he's unbeatable, sharp as steel, and feared by enemies across borders. He led covert operations, saved battalions, and carried hidden scars. To the world, he's ice-cold and untouchable. But to his family, his best friends ,Captain Kabir, and eventually her... he's a quiet storm that rains only softness. Vaidhe Avasthi - 24, a vibrant, bestselling author known for her poetic, romantic and sad fiction. She hides her insecurity in her words and laughter. Beautiful family Father is an honest DGP , mother is a lawyer and two siblings, she built her world through imagination. Fiercely independent, yet secretly craving the kind of love she writes about. °18+ Adult content °Trigger warning ⚠️ ° Manipulations

˙✧˖°🪷🦢 ⋆｡˚ Yusra Rahman never imagined her life would turn out this way - a 25-year-old single mother, carrying the weight of her past and the silence of a distant family. Her world revolves around her little daughter, Amal, and the quiet strength she draws from her faith. Rayan Mirza, a composed yet compassionate hotel CEO, walks into her life with intentions that were never meant for her. But what begins as an unexpected encounter slowly unfolds into something deeper - something neither of them planned, yet both were destined to feel. Set against the backdrop of faith, destiny, and second chances. IN HIS DECREE is a heartfelt slow-burn halal romance between two souls written in the same divine script. It's a story of love that grows softly - within boundaries, through prayers, and by the will of the One who decrees all things. ☼☁︎‎‎‧₊˚☁︎‎‎‧₊˚ 𓆡 ⭒.⋆.˚ 𓇼 ࣪ 🫧 ⋆｡𖦹 °🐋⋆｡˚♡ Written not by chance, but by Qadr.

Lila Hart is nineteen, shy, and quietly brilliant. A first-year uni student with her head buried in books and her heart safely tucked away. She's not used to attention, and she likes it that way. Her world is quiet, predictable, and entirely her own-until she's asked to tutor the loudest, most late-to-everything boy on campus. Jack Carter is twenty, the university's star striker and captain, and the kind of guy who gets noticed the second he walks into a room-whether he means to or not. Charming, popular, and always just a little behind, Jack's life looks effortless. But under the surface, there's pressure he doesn't talk about, a father who expects perfection, and a grade point average that's about to cost him everything She's the quiet girl he barely noticed. He's the boy she never thought she'd talk to. But when tutoring sessions turn into something more, neither of them is prepared for the way their worlds begin to change- slowly, unexpectedly, and all at once.

چیرۆکەکە باسی لینای بێتاوان دەکات کە هێشتا لەناو لانکدا دابوو چارەنووسی بۆ دیاریکرابوو ئەویش هاوسەرگیری کردن لەگەڵ کوڕی ئەو خێزانەی کە خوێنداری لە نێوانیان دا هەبوو

"Tum meri Jannat e Hayat ho Khadija Gul!" ~Humain Sikandar It's a fan-fiction story of Muhammad Humain Salar Sikandar & Khadija Gul Jihan Sikandar. Characters belongs to the respectful real writers of the characters. Muhammad Humain Sikandar (Umera Ahmed) & Khadija Gul Sikandar (Nemrah Ahmad) but story belongs to us. (Wafa, Anisa and Amna.) Muhammad Humain Sikandar (Aab e Hayat) Khadija Gul Sikandar (Jannat K Pattay) Follow me on insta: @tozko_wafa ~Ranked 1st in #writersofinstagram on 9-06-2025~

If you are looking for a place to deposit ideas or trying to find wonderful ideas for your next story: Well, you have come to the right place. Think of this as a collective workshop where authors interact with others, post new ideas, or get their inspiration. We aim to bring Percy Jackson fanfics to a higher and better level. #2 in Workshop (2/15/25)

Vedansh aur Saumya ki kahani, Vedansh ki Zubani. None of the characters of the story are real or inspired. --- Arrangement of Hearts Some marriages begin with love. Some begin with family. And some... begin with an arrangement of hearts. Dr. Vedansh Sharma has always lived his life with quiet responsibility. A brilliant surgeon, a devoted son, and a man who built his family's dream home with his own hands-his life has always been about duty before desire. Saumya Mishra is the opposite kind of dreamer. A writer with ink-stained fingers, music in her soul, and stories blooming in her mind, she believes love should feel like poetry... not paperwork. When their families arrange their marriage, Vedansh and Saumya step into a bond neither of them truly understands yet. Two strangers. Two families already intertwined. Two hearts learning how to share the same home. Between late-night conversations, stolen glances across the courtyard of Svapnaseva Nivas, quiet acts of care, and the warmth of chaotic family dinners, something unexpected begins to grow. Not dramatic. Not loud. But steady. Soft. Real. Because sometimes love isn't about finding the perfect person. Sometimes it's about two imperfect hearts slowly arranging themselves around each other. --- "Saumyaji..." Vedansh said softly. "Ji?" "Agar aapko kabhi lage... ki yeh rishta sirf ek arrangement hai..." He paused, his voice gentler than the night around them. "Toh batayiye ga. Main usse love story bana dunga." (If you ever feel this relationship is only an arrangement... tell me. I will turn it into a love story.) Saumya looked at him, her heart doing something strange, something new. Maybe some love stories don't begin with a confession. Maybe they begin with a promise. ---

Love 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗦 An unbreakable 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣 Shattered by 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗗𝗬 And their husband's 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛 Who Is the Real 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗥?

A broken writer finds unexpected healing when a quiet architect enters her life, unknowingly rewriting her silence into a second beginning.

කුරුදු කුඩු පොතු අතුරුදහන් වෙනවා නමුත් සුවද ඉතිරි වෙනවා...ඒ නිසා හැමෝම කියන සුවද මලක් නොවී දුර්ලභ කුරුදු පොත්තක් වෙලා මේ මොහොතේ ජිවත් වෙලා බලන්න....එවිට නුඹ අතුරුදහන් වුවද නුඹේ සුවද ඉතිරී වේවී! හැමෝම හොයන මල් සුවදක්ම වෙන්න ඕනේ කියලා රීතියක් නැති නිසාම ඉතිං මිලාධික කුරුදු සුවදක් වෙන්න ඕන බව පෙරදවසක සිනමන් ඇස් අයිතිකාරයෙක් මට පාර පෙන්නුවා...ඒ පාරේ ගමනාන්තය සිනමන් රූප රාමුවක් මං සැමගේ ඇස් ඉදිරියේ මැව්වා!

Imagine you actually had the money to buy a farm in Europe just for the aesthetic. Well, that's exactly what 35-year-old Noual did. After her debut book became a global sensation, she thought Hollywood would be her dream life. It wasn't. She packed her bags *and her cat* and did what any self-respecting girlie would do: bought herself an off-grid farm, golf cart included, to write book two somewhere far from the noise. One problem: she knows nothing about farming. Solution: hire a local to do the actual work while she focuses on writing something even bigger than her first hit. Enter Camilo. The proud 42-year-old gets hired as agricultural manager on the exact land that used to belong to his father for some rich foreigner who has no clue about farming, talks to her cat like it's a person, and is constantly mentioning "vibes." The land isn't his anymore. But he'll be damned if he lets her ruin it.

HE DOESN'T LIKE TO CHASE BUT STILL DESPERATELY WAITS FOR HER ONE MESSAGE, SMILE OR EVEN A GLANCE. "Coming Maa.." Jhanvi yelled opening the door to receive the order. "Ma'am your order.." the delivery boy spoke passing the paper bag to her. Jhanvi looked at him carefully, his whole face was covered, due to a cap and mask. She pulled out her wallet from the pocket when the delivery boy grabbed it tightly startling her. "What the hell??" She shrieked pulling her hand away but his grip was tight. "You are ignoring me?" He questioned. "Sorry what?" She asked looking back inside her house then at the person in front of her. "It's me.." he pulled his mask down. "Kabir.." She whispered in shock. "You weren't picking up my calls nor replying to me so I had to do this.." He explained himself. "Aww.. you missed me so much that you came here dressed like a delivery man?" She pulled his cheek lightly. Leaning a little towards his face she gently brushed her lips over his cheek, and Kabir completely lost his balance falling backwards. . . "This is the best scenery of my life.." She exclaimed hugging him tightly. "It's my second favourite" He spoke, placing his chin over her shoulder. "What comes at first?" She asked frowning a little and broke the hug. "YOU.. dressed in your shorts and long tshirt, hair scattered all over your shoulder, this drool at the corner of your lips" he chuckled and lightly caressed the corner of her lips. "You just look completely bare, cute and mesmerizing" He complimented leaning down, his eyes fixed on her lips. But Jhanvi stopped him by taking a few steps back hesitantly. He looked at her confused. "I still haven't brushed" she smiled sheepishly. "You wanna kiss me?" He asked taking a step forward. "Yes.. but" her words were stuck on her throat, as Kabir instantly placed his lips over hers drinking her words completely. . . Sunshine × Sunshine Journalist × College Student She fell first, he fell harder Cover - simplefleur.r

green flag gone × gold-digger shou

Read what happens when the very being of Love is rejected by her fated mate!!! The world of Arainera... Where fates children live amongst the humans. Each one has a power that balances the threads of life created by fate themselves; the three sisters. They want nor need for anything as they wander through eternity...apart from one pink haired fate; Love. She wishes for the very thing she is. But when her heart breaks, the world falls into dispear with her. With the help of a prince and a questionable tracker, they brave the journey to Needle island to find the one person who can mend her broken arrow, the very thing that keeps her heart beating. However, she discovers more than how to mend a broken heart.. more than she could ever have bargained for... She discovers why Love should never love... Character guide: Every soul, no matter what they are, is not truly immortal. Whether they die from old age or from a sickness as a youngling, every soul is reincarnated to correct the balance. Fates; (otherwise known as the nameless three) Blood children of the fates; (siblings share a unique eye colour) Delight, Desire, Despair (pale yellow cat-shaped eyes) Loyalty, Lust, Love ( sea green eyes) Thread made children; ( Souls stitched using the immortal golden thread.) Titan ( First vampire) Hurmish (Creator of needles) Schola (Historyian of humanly order) Death Nora (The first witch) Not all descendants from blood / thread made children carry an imortal soul. Human royalty King Ubet of Cades Queen Mave of Cades Prince Roubis of Cades Now you know the characters of this tell, let me warn you, if it's a happy ending you seek, then hold onto your seats... For this is a tell of why Love herself should never have what she truly desires....