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Everyone fears Damian Deluca - CEO of Deluca Industries and the Mafia king of Russia's underworld. No one knows his weakness... because he never reveals her. His wife, Avelina Rose. To him, she's everything he refuses to lose. To her, he's the monster who stole her dreams and locked her in a golden cage. But secrets don't stay buried forever. And when his darkness and her desires collide... their truth might ruin them both.

Alexander didn't cheat. He just gave someone else his attention, his laughter, and the smiles that used to belong to his wife. And she watched him drift, not to another woman's bed, but to her presence. Her laugh. The way she made him feel seen in a room full of people. Everything he found in someone else - Zara had been giving him all along. Eight years of marriage. One little boy who loved them both. And Zara standing in the middle of it all - wondering when she became the woman he stopped choosing. She warned him. Three times. The first - he dismissed her. The second - he called her jealous. The third - he called her insecure. So she stopped warning him altogether. And stopped waiting. Love wasn't enough... and now it might be too late.

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✧____________(⁠✯⁠ᴗ⁠✯⁠)_____________✧ 🪷 "Her innocent king" season 2 "🪷 "You never told me... you're a billionaire and the CEO of a law firm," Ishaan's voice cracked, pain hidden behind those calm, cat-like eyes. Aaniya stepped closer, her hand pressing over his heart, her lips barely above a whisper "Because I was me... and your lover... every second I was with you," she said, her words a mixture of truth, fire, and regret. "You should find someone of your status... not a simple, ordinary orphan doctor," he said quietly, his voice steady but his eyes betraying the storm inside. Aaniya stepped closer, her heels echoing softly against the marble floor, a dangerous smile curving her lips. "No one can match your status, muffin," she whispered, her gaze locking into his. "And my choice... is never ordinary." Her fingers brushed his jaw, tilting his face toward her. "Muffin," she breathed, her tone melting between challenge and confession,"I am yours... and you are mine. And I will do anything to make sure the world knows it. ""You kept me in the dark for six months, Aaniya," Ishaan said, his voice breaking as he looked at her one last time. "I can't trust you anymore... and I don't love you. We're no more friends." He turned away before the tremor in his voice could betray the ache in his chest. Aaniya didn't move. She just smiled softly, painfully as her heart bled behind that calm face. "But I do, muffin," she whispered. He froze at the door, his throat tightening, tears burning behind his eyes. He swallowed hard... and walked away. And for the first time, the woman who never lost a case, lost the only heart she ever wanted to win. © 2025 Kaashi Kaashi. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission of the author. November 13, 2025

The heavens tremble. Jiang Feng, the youngest Dark Sovereign, has defied destiny, mastering the laws of Darkness, Time, and Space. Yet, his ascent has only just begun. With a second soul - that of the ancient Aevium race - stirring within him, Jiang Feng embodies a power previously unimaginable, marked by the distinctive white locs of his otherworldly heritage. But the realms are in turmoil. The Severance Veil weakens, allowing the relentless Demon Race to pour into the mortal world. From above, the Immortal Realm prepares its own invasion, while the Beast and Soul Realms eye the unfolding chaos, ready to strike. Now, with his loyal Embersteel Wardens at his side, Jiang Feng must battle not only for his mortal home but for the very balance of the cosmos. As he navigates treacherous celestial politics and confronts ancient forces, he must embrace the full extent of his dual nature. Will his growing power be enough to unite the disparate realms against the encroaching darkness, or will the weight of a collapsing universe prove too great a burden, even for a sovereign? The fate of all creation rests upon the Embersteel.

I may not describe it perfectly, but give it a few chapters - the story might just stay with you❤️🧿.... "𝐼𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒... 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹."✨✨ Some families speak in words. Others speak in silence - and in that silence, secrets wait, buried deeper than anyone can imagine. In a grand Jaipur haveli, three brothers live under the weight of truths they cannot see. When the youngest disappears without a trace, the delicate threads holding their family together begin to unravel. Every unspoken word becomes a question, every shadow hides a secret, and every choice could change everything. Far from home, a young man sharp with skill, intelligence, and a hidden past walks a dangerous path. 🗝️ Guided by a mysterious locket, haunted by secrets, and drawn toward revelations that could alter everything he thought he knew, his journey will test the bonds of brotherhood, loyalty, and love. Storm of Silence: Bonds of Brotherhood is a story of family, betrayal, and resilience - where silence speaks louder than words, every secret carries a cost, and the ties we take for granted may be the ones that define us. ⚡ Will they survive the storm of silence, or will the secrets tear them apart?

He wasn't supposed to touch her. Yet here she was in his arms, held like she belonged there, like she had never been meant to stand anywhere else. "Put me down..." Arohi whispered, her voice trembling despite the strength she tried to hold on to. Her hands pressed lightly against his chest, a weak attempt to create distance, but his grip only tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he wasn't letting go. "You still think you have a choice?" His voice was calm, almost soft, but something darker lingered beneath it, something that made her breath hitch. She looked up at him, and what she saw in his eyes wasn't anger or care, it was something far more dangerous. Something that didn't ask. Something that claimed. Years ago, he had left without a word. Everyone thought it was his choice. But the truth was, he left to protect her from himself, from the way his gaze lingered too long, from the darkness inside him that whispered her name like a sin. He thought distance would bury it, that time would erase it. But obsession doesn't fade. It waits. It grows in silence. And now he was back. Standing too close, holding her too tightly, looking at her like he had already crossed a line she didn't even know existed. "I did that once," he said quietly. "Let you go." His hold tightened just slightly. "Not again." In that moment, Arohi understood something she should have realized the second he walked back into her life. He didn't come back to stay. He came back because he couldn't stay away. Because the darkness he once ran from now wanted her. Not gently. Not safely. But completely.

Two childhood best friends. One man. One secret. Mila was Marc's first love-his high school sweetheart who vanished to chase her dreams in Vegas, leaving him broken. Emily stayed. She became his wife, the safe choice, the one who loved him when Mila disappeared. Twenty years later, Mila returns. Old feelings resurface, promises resurface-and she comes back with a secret that could destroy Marc's marriage and shatter Emily's world forever. Some loves never die.

Everyone knows Musa. Her voice, her story, her place in Magix. But there's another girl quiet, distant, and nothing like the sister everyone recognizes. She moves along the edges of Magix with a different kind of magic, a different rhythm, and a life far away from Alfea's spotlight. This story follows her journey: the people she meets, the places she drifts through, and the quiet world she builds for herself beyond the noise. -------- Season 1: Completed ✅ Season 2: Completed✅ Season 3: Ongoing [started 19/12/2025] -------- Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, settings, or concepts from Winx Club. All rights belong to Rainbow S.p.A. and Iginio Straffi. Only my original characters and story additions belong to me.

A realm on the brink of war. A bond that threatens to consume them both. Cora's life takes a dangerous turn when she's thrust into a world of secrets and magic. Mistaken for a fae, her blood is thought to hold the power to restore balance to a crumbling realm. The first thing she learns when she's captured: never trust a dragon. Ash has always known what it means to be feared. He comes from the Third Kingdom, the only realm where dragons remain awake inside their bonded. Considered little better than beasts, the people of the Third live in isolation, training to control the instincts and will of the creature that lives inside them. Alone in the Outlands, he never expected to find a fae. Especially not one like her. When her cry shatters the forest, he understands the instinct that drives him to her side. What he does not anticipate is how fiercely he will have to fight the beast that already sees her as its own. With witches whispering of prophecy and a dark king determined to bring about a new era of ruin, they must choose: fight the fate that binds them or risk becoming the very force that brings the realm to ruin. Because the longer they travel together, the harder it becomes to tell where Ash ends and the dragon begins.

He races and fights through the night like nothing can stop him.☀️💖 She walks into his life like she belongs there.🌙💗 One is all speed.✨ One is all heart.💞 They were never supposed to meet again- and definitely not supposed to fall. But love doesn't follow rules... and neither do they.❤️🔥

who do you trust when the one who solves the crimes, is the one committing them?

Kneeling in front of me, he took my hands and helped me stand among the shards of glass. "Hey... look at me," he murmured softly. I couldn't. "I'm so sorry," I whispered. "I don't belong here..." His grip tightened, like he wasn't ready to let go. "I don't belong with you." And then I ran. ★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆ Harper Rose Montgomery is a sweet, determined baker trying to save the only thing her parents left behind, their beloved family bakery. But in a world, that's constantly moving forward, her small Bakery is falling behind. With no options left, Harper makes a choice that will change everything. An arrangement. One year. One contract. One condition. Lawson Alexander Deveraux is the heir to a powerful empire built on legacy, sacrifice, and control. He's ready to take over his father's business, until his father makes one thing clear. Success isn't built on business alone. "One year," Mr. Deveraux says. "One Condition," Lawson counters. "Done," They both agreed. What starts as an arrangement soon becomes something far more complicated than anyone imagined.

Bhairavi Kulkarni never believed in soft things- not in music, not in warmth, and definitely not in love. An architect who built perfect walls around her heart, she had learned one rule very well: feeling less means hurting less. Nishant Deshmukh was her complete opposite. A kindergarten music teacher with sunlight in his smile and kindness she didn't know how to accept, he walked into her life like a quiet melody she tried-and failed-to ignore. Their story didn't begin with romance. It began with a crash in the rain, muddy papers, and an apology she refused to forgive. But fate had other plans... because the stranger she pushed away became the neighbour she couldn't escape. And somewhere between shared silences, late-night music through thin walls, and a goodbye that came too soon- Bhairavi must choose: Stay safe inside the walls she built... or risk her heart for the one person who made them sing. A soft, slow-burn neighbors-to-lovers romance about healing, quiet love, and the courage to feel again. 🤍

She was mine before she learned how to say no. She forgot that. I didn't. She married him. Had his child. Built a life like I was a phase she outgrew. A mistake erased by vows. She chose the wrong man-and worse, she chose the wrong enemy. Karanveer isn't her husband. He's standing in my way. I don't want her love. I want what she stole from me. If she won't come back willingly, she'll come back broken, screaming, remembering who owned her first. She thought she escaped. She thought I'd disappear. OBSESSION NEVER DIES And she just chose the wrong person to fight.

​"I told myself I hated him. But hate is just love with nowhere to go." ​For Lily Thornes, the name Killian Blackwood is a jagged scar on her heart. Since they were children, she has belonged to him in every way that matters, her soul bound to a boy who watched the world burn with cold, hazel eyes. She loved him with a raw, visceral intensity-a love that was never returned, never acknowledged, and eventually, silenced. ​Five years ago, Lily did the only thing she could to survive: she ran. She built a life in the quiet, burying her melancholic poetry and her memories of him under layers of carefully constructed peace. She spent half a decade perfecting the art of avoiding the man who owned her. ​But fate has a cruel sense of irony. ​Killian is back. He isn't just a ghost in the hallways anymore; he's a physical, suffocating presence, and he's staying for a month. A month of shared air. A month of forced proximity. A month where Lily has to watch him from the sidelines, her heart breaking all over again as she sees him with Clara, a woman who seems to have everything Lily ever craved. ​Lily expects the cold shoulder. She expects the silence. ​What she doesn't expect is the shift in the air. The way his gaze follows her every move. The way his silent indifference turns into a dark, terrifying possession. ​As the lines between protection and obsession begin to blur, Lily is forced to face a truth more dangerous than his absence: Killian Blackwood doesn't just want her back. He's decided that she's the only soul he's ever truly wanted-and he's willing to burn the world down to prove it.

Three wealthy sisters. One obsession:JS. Kim in her,Kim nana,and Kim bomi live for fangirling over the boys they've only ever seen on stage, surviving mornings full of crumbs, chaos, and each other's antics. Shopping sprees, spontaneous adventures, and lighthearted mischief fill their days-until the boys of JS enter their lives. Handsome, charming, and undeniably rich,JS is more than just a boy band-they're the ultimate dream. With dazzling smiles, killer vocals, and personalities that can melt even the coldest hearts, they're exactly the kind of trouble the triplets never knew they needed. What starts as obsession soon turns into romance, and the sisters find themselves navigating love, laughter, and the hilarious chaos that comes with dating their ultimate crushes-while somehow managing to remain their delightfully ridiculous selves

In a world where expectations weigh heavier than a bat in hand, one cricketer chooses defiance over surrender. Driven is not just a story of the game-it is a story of resilience, obsession, and the fire that refuses to die even when the world demands silence. From empty practice grounds to roaring stadiums, this journey unfolds through failures, criticism, and moments that test the very soul of a player. Every shot played is an act of rebellion. Every fall is followed by a rise. This is a tale of discipline forged in pain, confidence built in solitude, and a hunger that no defeat can erase. Mysterious, intense, and deeply emotional, DRIVEN: A CRICKETER WHO REFUSED TO BOW explores what it truly means to stand tall when everything pushes you to kneel. This is not a biography. This is not a fairytale. This is the story of a mindset-unbreakable, relentless, and destined to leave a mark.

Lena didn't notice the exact moment things changed. It wasn't sudden enough for that. It started with small adjustments-the kind that didn't ask permission. A shelf above the kitchen window. A presence that didn't announce itself but stopped leaving. A man who spoke in certainty instead of explanation. Tate didn't fit into her life so much as he worked his way through it, as if space was something you could measure, build into, and quietly occupy without disrupting what was already there. At first, Lena kept watching for the moment it would feel wrong. For the moment she would need to step back. But the moment never came. Instead, there were mornings where his tools stayed out longer than expected. Evenings where silence felt less like absence and more like company. Conversations that didn't circle toward meaning because meaning was already understood. Nothing about it demanded definition. And that was what unsettled her most. Because people weren't supposed to stay like that. Not without explanation. Not without effort. Not without being asked. Tate never asked. He just came in-and didn't leave. And somewhere between routine and recognition, Lena stopped trying to decide what this was becoming. Because it already had. Not loudly. Not all at once. Just the way things do when they're allowed to remain. *This is book 1 that will be part of a 3 book series.