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Married by arrangement. Loved in silence. Talia Scott was never meant to be seen-only tolerated. Bound to a man who never loved her, she endured pain quietly... until secrets, betrayal, and an unexpected life force her to choose herself. A dark romance where silence hurts louder than words.

Liam and Lexi fall in love before they ever meet. When they see each other, the bond between them doesn't hesitate. It snaps into place-unmistakable, permanent, and consuming. A mating bond neither of them can deny. Their connection solidifies in pieces-voices in the dark, shared confessions, laughter that feels intimate. Liam chooses Lexi openly. He builds a life beside her, shares a bed, a home, a future that feels real in his hands. He loves her with devotion, with tenderness, with the certainty of someone who knows she is his. And still-Knox is always there. Knox is Liam's best friend, his brother in everything but blood, the one he has protected since childhood. For a long time, Knox's pain is loud and needy, and even as he begins to heal, Liam doesn't know how to stop making room for him. So he keeps inviting him in. Into their home. Into their routines. Into the quiet spaces where Lexi thought it would finally be just the two of them. Liam never sees it as choosing Knox over Lexi. To him, it's loyalty. Habit. Love that existed first. To Lexi, it feels like being mated-yet never fully alone with her mate. This is a story about a bond that is unbreakable-and a boundary that keeps being crossed. About loving someone who means well, but doesn't realize that presence can be a kind of betrayal. About learning that choosing your mate isn't a single decision-it's something you have to do every day, especially when the past keeps knocking at the door.

"ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ." It was a promise Ruby believed in with her whole heart, until he left. Three years ago, her best friend moved across the ocean without so much as a goodbye, leaving behind nothing but silence and a heart he'd shattered without looking back. Now he's back. But the boy who knew her better than anyone is gone. In his place stands someone colder. Harder. Untouchable. A stranger with guarded eyes, and a heart Ruby no longer recognizes. He avoids her. Pushes her away. Pretends she means nothing. Yet no matter how much distance he creates, the gravity between them refuses to die. In their small town near Santa Barbara, where old memories linger and broken families hide ugly truths, Ruby and Finn are trapped in a war between who they were and who they've become. He is the storm she never survived. She is the fire he never escaped. And when silence finally breaks, it won't leave either of them unburned.

One day, Samuel Davin wakes up as a woman. No explanation. No way back. To break the curse, he must complete one mission: make thirteen playboys cry. Disguised as Samantha, Samuel is dragged into absurd situations, fake relationships, emotional chaos, and a world that refuses to play fair. What begins as a ridiculous curse quickly turns into something far more complicated-because in this story, emotions are real, consequences are unavoidable, and nothing goes according to plan.

A story about a girl who was seemingly cheerful but at the same time questioning her existence and searching for thrill.After loosing the two most important people in her life she was broken but in a faraway land and adventure waits for her when she finds that she is a prodigy. She meets new people who shape her , experiences more than she could ever imagine . She also meets someone she never thought would be fond of. Follow our protagonist on her journey in The Land of Herlius. P.S. This story may contain sensitive topics like Self degradation, self hate, depression, Trauma, Gore etc.

"Father Aaryan..." Her voice was a whisper. Sin in a silk dress. "Don't say my name like that," he warned, fists clenched. She smiled, wicked and soft. "Like what?" "Like a prayer you don't believe in." She was a dark romance writer hiding from her past. He was a priest trying to outrun his own ghosts. She wanted chaos. He preached purity. But temptation has a name. And it sounds an awful lot like her. He was her salvation. But she... was his holy sin.

Alessandra Santoro, after wrestling her way out of the shackles of her old life, has finally carved her place beside Renzo. Not as decoration, but as fire. Together, they're on top of the world, certain their love is enough to make them unstoppable, untouchable, unbeatable. But in the empire Renzo built, freedom is never free. Trust is but a weapon, and love often wears the face of leverage. When a deal Alessandra forces through turns into a test of loyalty, she learns - again - that marriage in the mob is less about devotion and more about survival. And when Renzo is forced to stand in her way just to keep her from burning everything down, he remembers exactly why he wrote off feelings in the first place. He can command the underworld with a single phrase, but he can't control the one woman he swore he'd never lose. As her ambition crosses into dangerous territory, he must choose between his reign... or the first heart that ever softened him. Just when it couldn't get any worse, old ghosts rise and buried monsters resurface, turning their obsessive desires into conflict of interest, and their devotion into war. Obsession and devotion made them unstoppable before. But this time, they might be the very things that ruin them both.

For Cassie, life is mostly about passing exams, dealing with people, and trying not to have a mental breakdown every other chapter. She knows better than to expect peace. Fate has never been that kind, and its timing is always annoyingly perfect. So OF COURSE, that is when Chris shows up. the universe decided to drag and drop him. He is calm in an unsettling way, notices things he really should not, and somehow always knows what is going on in her life. He appears exactly when needed, asks the right questions, and gets way too comfortable being involved for someone nobody invited. What follows is academic stress, elite chaos, crossed lines, and the slow realisation that care can start to feel a lot like control. This is not a cute romance. It is about obsession acting normal, danger pretending to be concern, and a guy who really should not have this much access to anyone's life.

Schedule : Every Saturday He needed a wife for business. He wasn't supposed to fall in love. In the underworld of dark suits, blood-drenched deals, and diamond-lined lies, Aleksander Volkov a cold, feared Bratva king with a global empire agrees to a contract marriage to protect his image for a billion dollar expansion deal. The catch? The woman must be sweet, loyal, and low-profile. Enter Ira Raichand, a soft-spoken, artistic Indian woman forced into the marriage by her adoptive guardian who owes a heavy debt to the Volkovs. She thinks she's just a pawn. But Aleksander sees something in her-something pure he never knew he needed. He tells himself it's just for show. But the way she flinches at violence... the way she tends to his bruises... the way she stands up for him without fear... He finds himself obsessed. Not possessive. Obsessed like an addict with light in his veins. And when enemies try to use her to break him.... They learn Aleksander Volkov doesn't lose what's his.

They weren't supposed to touch. They weren't even supposed to look. Clara Moretti is building her surgical career under a name that already casts a long shadow. Damiano David is a trauma attending who learned early what it costs to survive pressure - and who taught Clara everything except how to stay away from him. This is not a love story about freedom. It's a story about restraint cracking, about desire curdling under pressure, about what happens when wanting someone doesn't make you brave - it just makes you exposed. Some lines don't explode when you cross them. They tighten. Slowly. Until there's no way back.

Ever since I met this girl, my life has been chaos. She kidnapped me. I should have hated her. Instead, I fell in love with her. Now we hunt each other for a living. In a world of guns, betrayal, and power, love is the most dangerous weapon of all - because neither of us knows how to stop pulling the trigger.

The In-Between Series | Book 2. He was never supposed to matter this much. Cameron thought she understood distance. She thought she knew how to stand beside someone without trying to save them. But when Hawkins falls apart and the line between monster and memory blurs, she's forced to face a different kind of space - the one left behind. Some things can't be recovered. Some endings don't come with proof. And sometimes the hardest part isn't losing someone. It's not knowing if you did.

- Ni-ki doesn't date. He collects. Shy boys. Pretty boys. Soft boys who blush when he leans too close. He keeps them for a few weeks, gets bored, and moves on. Then Sunoo transfers in. Quiet. Observant. Too sincere for his own good. Ni-ki chooses him casually, confidently, cruelly. But this time the game lasts longer than it should. When Ni-ki says, "He's just a phase," he doesn't realize some phases don't end quietly-some break you first. -

🖤 Description: Two men. One mission. Her heart was the battlefield. Y/n never asked to be the center of anyone's game - especially not a mafia game. She thought college would be her escape. But then Jeon Jungkook walked in: quiet, mysterious, devastatingly magnetic. She fell - hard, fast, and blindly. What she didn't know? He was sent to make her fall. And destroy her from the inside. Kim Taehyung, the boy she pushed away, only wanted to protect her. But no one believed the flirty boy with too many smiles. She trusted the wrong one. And by the time she found out the truth... it was too late. Will love survive when everything it was built on... was a lie?

The In-Between Series | Book 1. He doesn't need fixing. She isn't trying to save him. But somewhere between "walk away" and a kiss in a parked car, they cross a line neither of them can uncross. They're not together. They're not innocent. They're just honest.

By day, Draco Malfoy looks at Y/N Potter like she's something he scraped off the bottom of his shoe. And she looks at him like she'd rather swallow a fistful of Doxy venom than agree with a single word that leaves his stupid, perfect mouth. They fight in corridors. They snap at each other in class. They are a war waiting to happen. But at night... When the castle is quiet and the torches burn low and prefect duty traps them in the same endless hallways, something changes. It starts with silence that feels too loud. With arguments that turn into whispers. With tension so thick it could choke them both. And then he kisses her. It was supposed to mean nothing. A mistake. A lapse in judgment under the moonlight. But it keeps happening. In the dark, Draco touches her like she's something fragile. Like she's something his. Like he doesn't hate her at all. And then morning comes. And he goes back to looking at her like she's his greatest enemy. Enemies by day. Something worse by night. Because pretending to hate each other is easy. Pretending they don't feel anything? That's the part that's killing them.

He was never supposed to be the man who protected me. He was the man I was warned about. Ryan King-my brother's best friend, the most feared name in the city, a monster in a tailored suit. The boy who once made my childhood hell. The man who now decides where I sleep, who I speak to... and whether I'm safe. When my brother's life is threatened, I'm forced under Ryan's protection-into his house, his world, his rules. Every look burns. Every word cuts too deep. Every silence screams things we're both afraid to say. He tells me to stay away. He watches me like I already belong to him. And the worst part? I've loved him since I was a girl- and he's been fighting it since the very beginning. In a world ruled by blood, loyalty, and power, falling for Ryan King isn't just forbidden... It might be deadly.

SHE HAD THE WORLD AT HER FEET. NOW, SHE'S CRAWLING BACK TO THE ONE BOY SHE DESTROYED. One month ago, Zuza was the queen of Warsaw-expensive silk, penthouse views, and a life everyone envied. Now? She's broke, betrayed by the man she trusted, and forced to return to Birch Hill with nothing but two suitcases and a shattered reputation. But the small town hasn't forgotten the girl who spat on its dust. Especially not Alex. Seven years ago, she called him a nobody. She told him he'd rot in the grease of his garage while she conquered the world. She broke his heart and laughed while doing it. Now, he's the only one who can fix her car- and the only one who knows how much she's truly hiding. With 200,000 PLN on the line in a desperate reality show gamble, Zuza is ready to do anything to get her life back. But in the suffocating heat of the garage, the line between hate and obsession starts to blur. She came back to save herself. She didn't expect him to be the one holding the keys to her cage.

A guarded architect. A legacy-bound businessman. And a connection neither saw coming. Shadows is a slow-burn romance where power, pain, and passion collide-and where love isn't soft, it's earned.