Delusion Stories

BOOK 1 RAYYAN MALIK: In the glittering world of business empires, where power and wealth often define respect, stands Rayyan Malik-a man of silence, precision, and unshakable discipline. At just twenty-seven, he is counted among the top businessmen of India. Known for his serious demeanor and sharp intellect, Rayyan is a man who has never been distracted by charm, beauty, or fleeting desires. To the outside world, he appears cold and distant, but in the quiet corners of his heart lives a secret-one that has been there since childhood. Hidden in his every prayer and in the depths of his unspoken wishes lies a single name: Aayat Malik. AAYAT MALIK: At twenty-two, she is the embodiment of warmth and innocence-bubbly, carefree, and unburdened by the weight of the world. She grew up under Rayyan's watchful eyes, completely unaware that she was the center of his silent devotion. Unlike him, she is not ambitious or extraordinary in academics; she is simple, often struggling through studies, yet her charm lies in her purity. Her mornings begin with prayer, her recitation of the Qur'an, and then a return to her beloved world of dreams. Fate, in its mysterious way, answers Rayyan's lifelong prayers when Aayat becomes his bride. But what begins as the fulfillment of his silent longing soon turns into a test of trust and faith. Rayyan's love, once sacred and unwavering, becomes clouded with doubt. His mistrust pushes him into decisions that will shatter Aayat's world. Surrounded by accusations, abandoned even by her family, Aayat finds herself standing alone, her tears unheard and her innocence questioned. Yet, what no one expects is the storm that brews within her heart-the strength she discovers in her solitude. Aayat's journey, from being misunderstood to redefining her place in the world, will leave everyone astonished. And in this clash of love, betrayal, and resilience, both Rayyan and Aayat will face the true meaning of faith, loyalty, and destiny.

BOOK 2 Some love stories don't end with separation. They begin with regret. RAYYAN MALIK was once a man ruled by pride-one of India's most powerful businessmen, known for his sharp mind, cold discipline, and intimidating silence. He had everything a man could want: wealth, success, respect. Except the one thing he destroyed with his own hands. His childhood love. Aayat. A single doubt. A single moment of mistrust. And the woman who once belonged to his heart walked away forever-into another man's life, another destiny. Aayat's marriage didn't just break Rayyan. It erased him. The man who once commanded boardrooms became quiet. The arrogance dissolved into guilt. The cold heart turned inward, punishing itself day after day. He stopped trusting happiness. He stopped believing he deserved peace. Instead, he found Allah. In repentance. In silence. In solitude. When his family asked him to marry again, he agreed-not out of hope, but submission. Maybe this was his punishment. Maybe this was his chance at redemption. And then there was FARIYAL SHEIKH. A girl whose life had been a prison long before Rayyan ever entered it. Orphaned at ten, she was taken in by relatives who valued her inheritance more than her existence. Locked away in a storeroom. Fed leftovers. Denied education. Beaten for mistakes she never committed. She carried no sins. Yet suffered endlessly. The only kindness she ever received came from a man who pretended not to care-her elder cousin, who shielded her in silence while keeping his distance to protect her. Now fate brings together two broken souls: One drowning in guilt for sins he committed. One bleeding silently for crimes she never did. This is not a story of instant love. It is a story of healing. Of redemption. Of a man who must learn to forgive himself. And a woman who must learn she was never meant to suffer. Because sometimes... Allah doesn't give us what we want. He gives us what we need.

Blind, filthy humans weren't supposed to become harbingers. But what if one did? * * * Meet [Y/n] [L/n], known as The 'Tempest' among the fatui. How could a disabled mortal fall for a heartless puppet that outranked herself? Well in Teyvat, nothing is impossible. A kingdom's outcast can turn out to be one of the most influential people. Anything could happen. ... f!harbinger!reader x fatui!scaramouche characters are trademarks of Mihoyo, I don't own anyone here. The fanfiction, however, is an original work by Kazo0ha. Book cover art not by me. ... Noteworthy achievements: #1 in Scara #1 in scaramouche #1 in Cheesy #3 in romancefanfiction #3 in angsty #4 in idkwhatiamdoing #10 in Genshinimpact

Apparently, My Friend Is Kaito Kuroba May favorite anime character ako. Si Kaito Kid. Gwapo, matalino, sobrang dramatic-and isa siyang magician. Sa totoo lang, siya na yata ang definition ng perfect anime character para sa'kin. One afternoon, habang mag-isa akong nakaupo sa swing sa playground, may isang pogi at mukhang mysterious na guy na biglang lumapit. May ginawa siyang magic trick sa harap ko. Then another one. At dahil curious ako, napatingin ako sa kanya. "Paano mo ginawa 'yon?" Ngumiti lang siya. "Secret." Napailing ako. "Ang yabang." Tumawa siya. Eventually, nagpakilala rin kami sa isa't isa. Ako muna ang nagsabi ng pangalan ko. Then I asked him, "Okay, ikaw naman. Anong pangalan mo?" Sandali siyang tumingin sa'kin bago ngumiti. "You probably won't believe me." "Try me." "Kaito Kuroba." Natigilan ako. ... Wait. Kaito Kuroba? As in Kaito Kuroba? Hindi. Impossible. Siguro nagkataon lang. ...Right?

"What if everyone I loved was destined to leave-not because they wanted to, but because loving me came with a curse?". Every love they gave was nothing but just a memory.

They speak to us, the shadows, with fire on their tongues. Mara Ellington is a new detective and is assigned to go to a town called Breezy Hollow in Arizona to investigate mysterious shadows that recently came about. Mara's partner, Calder Riven, is a quiet yet dangerous man who's experienced in investigative works. However, after a mishap in a coffee shop, things between him and Mara get heated, literally. Will Mara and Calder figure out how to get along and solve the mysteries of Breezy Hollow, and maybe discover new things between the two that have never been thought of before? TW: Mentions of blood, gore, and some abuse. Thanks to @KylaMorrisMeow for inspo and editing! Don't forget to vote and comment!!

UNCONDITIONAL LOVE" This is an FanFiction story about Brent and Esnyr I'm a biggest fan of them that's why I make some story about them. I hope no one can judge me. I know I'm not a professional writer. That's why I make a grammatical error or typos error don't expect too much about me this is just a fictional imagination I only don't take this story personally i hope you will enjoy reading. I changed their name , Esnyr is Esnyria Ranollo And Hendrick Jace Manalo is Brent Manalo

क्या होता है ऐसा सच में, की कोई इतना बेचैन हो, उलझनो में इतना खोया हो, की खुद से ही अंजान हो l ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ Heartfelt, is a collection of poetries written by me. If you're someone looking for poetries which are simple to understand but initiates deep thoughts, you found the right place. The book contains Hindi and well as English poetries but neither are my first language so please ignore the errors. ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ • Most of the poems in this book are standalones and not inter-related. • The book contains poems on the themes of unspoken feelings, inner turmoils, longing, self reflection and devotional undertones. • I do not intend to offend anyone by the content written by me, if you find any fault in my writting kindly inform me. • I rightfully own all the poem written within the book. They're all originally written by me. Copyright © by @AuthorMihu

A short story revolving around the reader (YOU) if they had an attention seeking classmate and they had enough! From nuisances to literal crime getting in your way of freedom, read as you explore this universe of seeing how it is in the real world, already traumatized as a child!

BOOK 3 Some hearts are born to love. Some hearts are born to survive. And then... There are hearts that forget how to feel. --- Danish Rehman was never an easy man to understand. People admired him. People feared him. But no one truly knew him. Behind the cold gaze and ruthless decisions was a man carrying a burden he had never learned to put down. A burden that taught him one simple lesson... Never let anyone get close.Especially not a woman. Then fate sent Hayaat Malik into his life. She was everything he wasn't. Loud where he was silent. Warm where he was cold. Hopeful where he had given up. She laughed without fear. She spoke whatever was in her heart. And somehow... She never stopped believing that even the coldest soul deserved kindness. To Hayaat... Danish Rehman was the man she wanted to understand. To Danish... Hayaat Malik was the chaos he never wanted. He pushed her away. She came back smiling. He answered with silence. She answered with laughter. He built walls. She kept knocking on them. It should have ended there. But fate had written something far crueler. Because sometimes...It only takes one night... One misunderstanding... To turn warmth into silence. Trust into suspicion. And love...Into hate. From that moment onward, nothing remained the same. The girl who once laughed without a care slowly forgot how to smile. The man who never believed in love became even colder than before. Yet destiny refused to let them walk away from each other. Because some bonds are not created by love...They are forged through pain. Through guilt. Through misunderstandings. Sometimes the greatest enemy standing before you... Isn't the person you hate. It's the lie you've chosen to believe. This is not a story about perfect people. It is a story about broken hearts... Unspoken truths... Second chances... And a love that had to fight against hatred before it could ever be called love. This is the story of Danish Rehman and Hayaat Malik.

This is just a diary about my life as a senior in College, and how it's a whole different world. Mainly, this is to kind of help people realize that college is not all that in a bag of chips; it has its good and also its bad. Maybe teach lessons on delusions and relationships. This is just a way for me to just relieve and just talk, you know.

Sometimes I have so good and interesting ideas that I want to share, some of them are from a video I watched or a late night thoughs and some of them are from my dreams, so I'll try and write it like imagines to share with you everyone. 🥰💋✨️♥️

A story where Faith meets royalty • An orphan village girl who avoided every man. • An only prince of Aluroy and the future king who never stopped wondering about her.. • Went against his dad for not marrying his cousin's daughter instead wanting to marry that ordinary village orphan girl. • He was born to wear a crown while she was raised to bow only before Allah. • Neither of them knew that their paths had already been written. ***** A slow-burn Islamic romance filled with faith, hope, healing, and the reminder that Allah is the Best of Planners. -Slowburn -Faith before love -Royalty x commoner -Prince x orphan girl © 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

*She hid her identity from the world but not from the one who loved her all along.* Advay Raichand, the eldest son of the Raichands. He spent years searching for her without knowing her name or anything about her. Just a hope in the corner of his heart awaited her, the same doe eyes that calmed his inner demons. When her identity was finally revealed, he cried while holding the broken bracelet that had fallen the very day she accidentally pushed him. Now, he has taken a vow to give her everything, including all the happiness she deserves. If a single tear falls from her eyes, he'll destroy the reason behind it. Arshia Roshni Ranawat, the youngest heir of the Chauhans. She never received the love she deserved. She was betrayed, yet she isn't crying anymore; she's rebuilding herself into someone stronger and unbreakable. She soon joined her father's company and the mafia to wear the crown of power. But destiny had already chosen her reward, the only man who had spent years searching for her. The man she doesn't even remember. In childhood, she accidentally broke his leg, and from that very moment, he unknowingly gave his heart to her. Some love stories begin with a confession. Theirs began with a childhood memory that neither of them understood. One spent years searching. The other spent years believing she wasn't worth finding. Welcome to HIS HIDDEN ISHQ 🤍✨

She dreamed of loving him, losing him, and finding her happy ending. But what if everything was just a dream? Sometimes, the person you dream of isn't the person meant for you.

Stories lies twists death dark and twisted

A safe space that shape my real life experiences,a story of mid 20s girl

{the art on the cover is not my own, and ill try to change it if i get the specific cover i wanted for it in the beginning} Credits to the original artist! This is my first ever alternative universe fanficton, it is full of mistakes, short and messy but it made me joyful, and I'm planning on continuing it even if it doesn't get any attention :> any help/advice/ideas are/is appreciated! Kyoko completely falling head over heels for a coffee shop barista whom she saw while walking around the town without any reason whatsoever, who ironically has blue hair and definitely isn't Miki Sayaka

He's tired. Exhausted, really. Not just in body-but in spirit, in soul. Every day feels like a silent war he didn't ask to fight. The fear- It lingers like smoke, always in the air. The fear of him. The one who forced his way in and never left. The one who turned safety into a stranger. He dreads going to work. He dreads the hallways, the rehearsals, the possibility of brushing past him. He dreads the lies he tells with a smile. "I'm fine." "I'm just tired." "I'm okay." He hides. From the truth. From his members. From the question in their eyes he's too scared to answer. How do you tell the people you love that someone is breaking you? Slowly. Quietly. Every single day. If only he had the courage. Just one moment of boldness- To look him in the eye and say, "No more." Would that set him free? He hopes so. He has to hope. Because right now, hope is all he's got left.

Miguel "Migs" Salazar has been in love with Andrea "Andi" Villareal for as long as he can remember. They've been best friends since high school-always together, laughing, supporting each other through breakups, family problems, and late-night study sessions. To everyone around them, they look like the perfect couple. The only problem? They aren't. To Migs, Andi is his person-his home. But to Andi, Migs is just her best friend. The one who knows her coffee order by heart, who cheers her up with street food, runs after a bad day, and who holds her hand when she cries over other boys. She never notices the way he looks at her, never questions why he never dates anyone seriously. To her, love is something that happens with grand gestures, romantic confessions, and butterflies-not the quiet, steady presence of someone who's always been there. DISCLAIMER: The book is written in TagLish.