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📖 Story Description Some houses are built with bricks. Some are built with memories. After the death of his grandfather Advait Rathore returns to his haveli in Rajasthan to fulfill one final condition of the (will)restore the house before it can ever be sold. To Advait... It's just another responsibility. To Pihu Sharma... It's home. Invited by her childhood best friend Anaya Pihu returns to the haveli she has loved since childhood. She fills quiet corridors with laughter. He fills them with silence. She leaves tea outside his office every evening at exactly 5:15 PM because she notices he forgets to eat. No confession. No expectation. Just care. Sometimes... Love doesn't begin with grand gestures. Sometimes... It begins with remembering someone else's routine. A slow burn romance about grief healing family and finding home in another person.......... author cherryy

Part I - The Shadow Next Door Every mystery begins with a single secret... A mysterious shed appears where nothing existed before. An ancient black book. Strange voices. Unexplained events. And a family about to uncover a truth that should have remained hidden... Step into the world of Leo Vance, Zoe Vance, and the mysterious Book of Secrets. This is only the beginning. ✨ Written by Harshit Sharma

about the major Iqbal's early sweet life... TOTALLY FICTION NOT AT ALL CONNECTED TO REAL LIFE.

Faceless Girl - The Angel of Death She has no face, no name, and no voice. She walks in silence, wrapped in shadows, leaving only an uneasy calm behind. No one knows where she comes from or where she goes. They call her the Angel of Death, not because she brings death, but because she appears when fate has already chosen its path. Her presence is neither cruel nor kind-it is inevitable. She doesn't chase, threaten, or judge. She simply watches as time unfolds. Some fear her, others believe she is a guardian guiding lost souls into peace. She is a mystery without an identity, a whisper in the darkness, and a reminder that every beginning has an end. No one remembers seeing her face, yet no one ever forgets the feeling she leaves behind.

She ran to escape the darkness. She never imagined the darkness knew her name. A forgotten forest. A terrifying creature with glowing eyes. Centuries-old secrets hidden beneath ancient ruins. As mysteries unravel and impossible truths come to light, an unexpected romance begins to bloom in the middle of fear. Some mysteries are meant to stay buried... until they choose you.

A raw, confessional poem exploring guilt, desire, and spiritual estrangement, told through the speaker's identification with Eve and their struggle to believe they are worthy of redemption.

INK & SECRETS Where obsession begins... Prishaa Verma has been obsessed with Rehan Malhotra since she was sixteen. Not a crush. Not a phase. Something quiet... and dangerous. But Rehan was never hers. Because in everyone's eyes, he already belonged to someone else. A girl people called his girlfriend- someone always seen around him, But rumours don't need truth. They just need people to believe them. And sometimes... they're enough to change everything. What no one noticed was Prishaa- always there, always watching, never crossing the line... just waiting for it to blur. Until one day, things fall apart. Without answers. Without clarity. she becomes his wife. Now tied together in a marriage built on unspoken truths and hidden pasts- she's holding onto everything she never said. Because some obsessions don't need a reason... They just need time. Some Warnings⚠️ Age gape Will dark at some point Detailed 18+ (language & scene)

Some love stories don't end with goodbye. They end with silence. "The Night I Stopped Writing for Her" is a dark, poetic journey through heartbreak, memory, and the quiet death of a love that refused to let go. It's about the nights spent writing letters that were never read, mourning a future that never arrived, and finally laying those words to rest. This isn't a story about forgetting someone. It's about surviving the version of yourself that loved them. For everyone who has ever loved in silence and learned that some goodbyes echo forever. 053sadboy

A nightmare so vivid it blurred the line between dreams and reality. What started as a simple act of checking on someone after an accident quickly turned into a terrifying fight for survival. I woke up convinced I'd been shot, my heart racing and my body trapped in panic. This is a true account of one of the most intense nightmares I've ever experienced, and a reminder that sometimes the deepest wounds aren't the ones you can see.

☀️ ONLY IN SUMMER ☀️ she didn't come here to fall in love. but summer had other plans. Aira Solivana thought this was just an escape-away from expectations, away from everything that felt too heavy to carry. until Kai starts feeling like home she shouldn't miss... and Rayan feels like chaos she can't ignore. now she's stuck between comfort and chaos, and a summer that changes everything. 💔 tropes: ◇ summer romance ◇ love triangle ◇ slow burn ◇ emotional tension ◇ comfort vs chaos ◇ "one summer changes everything"

Author: @bynovablu Cover By: @bynovablu 📸: Unsplash via Picsart Synopsis A Six Piece Collection of Poetry in Homage of Black People

It's all about self written poems for the people who love to read and write poems with their own imagination. All poems in this book are written by myself 'Megha Gupta'. I think you guys are gonna love my poems. For more poems visit my website lyrical.site. Thank you.

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🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Mirza Tahir Ahmad - a soul of peace, wisdom, love and divine guidance. This poetic tribute reflects the beauty of his character, his calm presence, his wisdom, humility and the light he spread across hearts and generations. Written with deep emotion, spirituality and symbolic scientific imagery, this piece explores love, faith, justice, compassion and the timeless message: "Love For All, Hatred For None." A heartfelt expression from the soul of a poet who found inspiration in his teachings, personality and peaceful legacy.

A Land For Which I Came

my friends tell me i can't navigate google maps but i'll find ways to make it work with her

"The Loop of Finding" is a reflection on the quiet cycles we all go through-the excitement of beginnings, the weight of self-doubt, and the endless pursuit of something we can't quite name. It captures the inner dialogue of trying, stopping, questioning, and still moving forward. This poem is a gentle reminder that it's okay not to have all the answers. Sometimes, the 'what' we chase is not meant to be caught-but to be explored. And in that exploration, we begin to find ourselves.