Suspence Stories

While falling in love with a drug kingpin, Tikera must prove she can survive in his dangerous world - and convince him their relationship is worth fighting for. ***** After dropping out of university and setting her sights on traveling to Europe, twenty-three-year-old Tikera Copeland is desperate for a job. So when she innocently applies for a gardening position and immediately gets hired, she's shocked to discover that her "real" job will be tending to a bunker full of thriving, (definitely) illegal weed plants. Intrigued by this world she knows nothing about, Tikera agrees to stay, but her growing feelings for "The Boss" -- the mysterious drug kingpin who owns and grows the plants -- quickly complicate things. He's falling for her too (and she knows it, even if he won't admit it), but breaking through his icy exterior won't be easy. And with thieves, vengeful hitmen, and rival kingpins threatening them at every turn, will they even survive long enough to find their happily ever after? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

**COMPLETED** IAS x BUSINESS TYCOON She is fire in government uniform. He's ice in a tailored suit. Two strangers. One forced marriage. Zero feelings... or so they thought. And fate just married them off. Kavisha - a fearless, short-tempered IAS officer with no patience for arrogance. Agastya Singhania - a cold, composed business tycoon who doesn't even blink at the prettiest women alive. Their worlds clashed the moment they met - sarcasm, ego battles, and a whole lot of attitude. So when their parents arrange their marriage without their consent, it's war. Publicly, they're strangers. Privately, they're husband and wife. And somewhere in between... enemies on the edge of something dangerously close to love. A marriage no one knows about. A war no one saw coming. A love story neither of them believes in. Perfect for fans of slow burns, arranged chaos, and fictional men who live rent -free in your heart. '' new chapters'' every Saturday .

Hi it's me again.. we are meeting here after a long time. and i'm here with a story (well not a new one) just an old story i have been posting on forums.. i just thought to post it here as well since some asked for it and also someone already copied it here but she has no idea i'm continuing that story now..lmao.. There used to be a show Arjun ..i'm sure many of you have watched it.To be honest this show introduced me to the fictional stories world and hence i decided to write something on the show too but left it hanging for many years..(Appologizes) right now i'm continuing it.. so give it a try Arjun and Ariya lovers..

COMPLETED ......Jungkook clasped lips before saying"im telling you I was at enwo--why the fuck you are lying, Jeon!!?"Jungkook closed eyes as taehyung punched on tv screen . . . . . . what did I gave you less to go for another ma--taehyung i dare you to say futher!!" "Or else? I wont if these are not true but I know better of the family less uncultured bitch like you!!"gush of tears fought out Jungkook's eyes looking down . . . . ..."we are done for good,taehyung"Jungkook said Peaceful evening but not to the ones whose years of strong love relationship destroyed,who should be the one to get blamed for......is this end or start of new beginning....or as said end for good? ✪ warning ⚠️ FETUS WRITING❗ *No cheating *Mature content *Usage of swear/curse words(a lot) *Rude top ⬆️ *Sassy bottom ⬇️ *Side ships *Office romance *Smuts🙈 *No plagiarism appreciated/allowed *English is not my first language, you will be finding some grammatical mistakes(mostly I try not to) *AngstwithHappyending *The people or idols or actors names I used in this story are fictional characters,see it as so *I don't hate any idol or own,it's purely fictional *The photes I will be using in this story's credits goes to it's rightful owner *Phew*......

I woke up as the villainess destined to be ruined. The cold prince? Not interested. The perfect heroine? Not my problem. The family that will abandon me? Already irrelevant. This story expects me to beg, fight, and fall. Too bad I have better plans. While everyone chases love and drama, I'll build power. While they watch for my downfall, I'll prepare my escape. And when they finally realize I've changed- I'll already be gone. I won't die as your villainess.

Kiara Rajput is everything a Rajput girl should be-soft-spoken, intelligent, and untouched by darkness. Donato Romano is the Mafia King of Italy, feared by the world and haunted by a stalker who destroys any woman who comes too close to him. When an arranged marriage binds them together, Donato keeps his distance, believing Kiara's innocence could cost her life. But the closer she gets, the louder his past begins to scream. Someone is watching. Someone is obsessed. And the truth hides behind a perfect smile. In a house ruled by secrets, can innocence survive... or was it never innocent at all? TROPES: Slow Burn Love-to-Hate Arranged Marriage Angst Obsession Secrets Mafia Sensitive topics

Hi, I'm Aarna Singh, a student who loves creating stories and exploring new ideas. Writing has always been a way for me to turn my imagination into something others can experience. I enjoy reading, learning new things, and spending time developing characters and worlds that feel real. This story is one of the many ideas that started as a simple thought and slowly grew into something much bigger. Thank you for picking up my work. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

The story is based on the animated series RWBY. He's not a hero, not a villain. He's an intruder-precise, silent, and useful in the eyes of his own clan. His mission isn't to save Remnant. It's to fulfill a contract. A creature who has seen it all, but that also makes him suspicious to anyone who sees him in action.

Bella Rousseau never got the happy ending she fought so hard for. On the day she was supposed to marry the love of her life, she watched him die in her arms. Four years have passed since that devastating day, yet the pain remains as fresh as the moment she lost him. No matter how hard she tries, she cannot move on. Her heart still belongs to the man she buried, and the memories of their love continue to haunt her every waking moment. Determined to focus on her children and rebuild her life, Bella has convinced herself that love is no longer meant for her. But fate has other plans. When a mysterious man unexpectedly enters her life, everything she carefully built begins to unravel. He is persistent, infuriating, and impossible to ignore. The more she tries to stay away from him, the more their paths seem to cross. No matter how far she runs, she always finds herself drawn back into his shadow. As old wounds reopen and long-buried secrets begin to surface, Bella must decide whether she is willing to risk her heart again. Can a broken woman learn to love once more? Or will the ghosts of the past destroy her second chance at happiness?

"The best thing she ever gave us was each other." "Until she took you away." .~*~.

What if the female lead in a K-drama... was an Indian Muslim girl? ✨🌸 Well, this story might just steal your heart slowly, softly, and all at once. Meet 𝘼𝙮𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙖 soft-spoken, religious, graceful, and full of quiet strength. She travels from India to Korea for higher studies, hand-in-hand with her best friend 𝘼𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙖, who is her exact opposite - fierce, protective, and ready to fight anyone who messes with her people. Ayesha is like warm chai on a rainy day gentle but deep. Ameena? She's the thunder that follows lightning - loud, unapologetic, and loyal to the end. And then comes 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙣. Rich,Ridiculously handsome. The guy every girl on campus secretly (and not-so-secretly) dreams about. But Chawoon? He's never believed in 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 That is until he meets 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙮𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙖. With her soft eyes, stubborn kindness, and faith that doesn't shake even when the world does. Their first meeting? A complete shock. Their second? Full of tension. Their story? A slow burn written in stolen glances, bickering, denial... and eventual surrender. Because 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙃𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. And he has no idea how to stop. ☆But this story doesn't revolve around just one couple .. 𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚... This tale brings you: ✿Friends to Lovers ✿Enemies to Lovers ✿Sunshine × Grumpy ✿slow burn romance A love caught between heart and faith A story full of emotions rollercoaster ~secrets, friendships, bromance, romance, suspense, past, regret, many more... A gentle reminder: This is a 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮,written purely from imagination, with no intention to hurt or disrespect any religion, culture, or person. It's about identity, belief, love, and the beautiful chaos between them. I'm just starting my journey as a write

Some love stories begin with sparks. This one begins with resistance. Arsh Malhotra doesn't believe in love stories-only in control, logic, and keeping emotions at a safe distance. Aavya Singhania believes life is already chaotic, so loving with honesty can't make it worse...right? When they collide, love doesn't arrive softly. It comes with sharp words, awkward silences, wrong timing, and feelings neither of them planned for. They fight. They misunderstand. They laugh when they shouldn't-and care when it's already too late to pretend they don't. This isn't a fairy tale with perfect people or easy choices. It's about love that tests you, bends you, breaks you a little-and still feels like home. Because some love isn't gentle. Some love becomes an obsession. That's called Fitoor.

Wednesday Addams ends up in trouble intentionally. Asa Addams ends up in trouble unintentionally. In the Addams family, trouble is normal. Asa just makes it louder. So when Pugsley finds a "not-dead-but-also-not-normal" boy in the wrong place, he names him Slurp. Asa agrees. Immediately. No questions asked. Keeping a zombie in the house? Fine. Hiding him from Wednesday? Manageable. Explaining him to her family? Absolutely not. The problem starts when Slurp stops acting like a "project"... and starts acting like Isaac Night. Isaac Night does not like being called Slurp. Isaac Night also is supposed to not like Asa Addams. That would be easier... if he could stop looking at her. Asa, on the other hand, is busy deciding whether he needs food or just needs to stop appearing in random places. (He keeps appearing in random places.) Somewhere in between hiding a zombie, avoiding Wednesday, and pretending everything is normal... Isaac Night makes the worst discovery of his afterlife. He's attached. To her.

Mia 20 ans travail comme barmaide dans un petit bar sur Melrose Place un soir elle remarque un clien au fond du bar mais personne d'autre ne semble le remarquer casi innexistent . pourtant le jeune homme a la veste rouge la remarque et mime les mot " tu peu me voir hein" jamais Mia n'orait imaginer dans quel histoire elle se retrouverait embarque!!! IL Y A 1 Bonus en plus :) une autre fanfic sur MJ en bonus dont je vous laisse decouvrir en parti 3 mistere pas de description a vous de comenter ;°)

The name of their relationship evolved in the world's view, but what Haseena and Karishma shared proved to be more sacred. One is known for her cold composure, the other for her fierce fire. Different in nature, yet alike where it matters most Meanwhile, lifelong friends Pushpa and Zohra stand at the edge of a decision that could change everything. The question is not whether they want it, but whether they have the courage to step forward. And somewhere beyond their sight, someone moves in the shadows. Their presence is felt only in whispers, their identity hidden like night itself. But the bigger question is, will they be a hero or villain of their own story? In the quiet of hearts, is a story of you, me and everyone around. As we grapple our past in the quiet of our hearts, the secrets we hide create chaos. The real question is: When the right person enters our lives, will we finally speak what we have kept quiet for so long?

A GIRL WITH HER (NOT) TINY OBSESSION She doesn't know his name. She doesn't know his major. She doesn't even know the sound of his voice. But she knows where he sits, where he walks, and what time he leaves campus. Watching him was supposed to be harmless-until anonymous messages begin appearing: Stop following him. Now Purvi must uncover who knows about her obsession before they uncover everything about her.

"She left love to find Allah. He found Allah... and discovered love." 𝐁𝐈𝐁𝐈 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐇 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐑 - a girl who never searched for love... She searched for Allah. And somewhere along the way, He wrote love for her anyway. She is calm, composed, and deeply rooted in her Deen. She wears her modesty like a crown, and her silence like sabr. She teaches little hearts during the day... And gives hers to her Rabb every night. So when her nikah is arranged with a man she barely knows, she says yes. Not for fairy tales. Not for longing. But for peace. For her parents. For closure. For surrender to Qadr. But Qadr had a different story. Because on the other side of that nikah...is 𝐀𝐁𝐔 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐁 𝐀𝐋-𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐙. Quiet. Grounded. Disciplined. He doesn't speak unless necessary - not from pride, but purpose. Marriage, to him, was never about roses or rituals. It was amanah - a sacred trust. A vow between hearts and Allah. He didn't marry to fall in love. But then... there was her. --- They don't fall. They grow. Softly. Gently. Like peace after prayer. Like the pause between two ayahs. Their love doesn't begin in loud moments - It begins in silence. In barakah. --- This isn't a love that burns quickly. It's a love that stays. With adab. With restraint. The kind of love that brings you closer to Allah before each other. Because sometimes, it's not love that brings you to Him - It's Him who brings you to the right kind of love. --- This isn't a story of falling. It's a story of rising. Of sujood. Of sabr. Of two people who learn to love - with limits. With loyalty. With light. Of choosing Deen... and finding both love and peace. Two hearts. One Qadr. One destination... Allah. --- From heartbreak to healing, From dunya to Deen - This is a story of " 𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤 "

A VSOO fan fiction

In the ruins of North America, the nation of Panem rules through fear, and the Hunger Games demand their sacrifice. In District 11, just survival means everything to Thalia Barnette. But when her younger sister's name is called at the Reaping, Thalia makes a choice that will haunt her for the rest of her life. Thrown into the arena alongside Thresh Morrowson, Katniss Everdeen, and Peeta Mellark, Thalia must fight not only to survive, but to hold onto the people she refuses to lose. Because in the Hunger Games, compassion can be as dangerous as any weapon. I do not claim any of the characters/storylines that are not OCs. All rights and credits go to Suzanne Collins.