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The temporary bride by cookiewrts_xo
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VEDA (24) - Event Planner Morning 10 AM. Green sharara. Coffee in hand. Running Vizag's biggest CM function. Every detail? Checked. Every task? Done. She's in control. Until he walks in. ARJUN (28) - DCP Vizag Crisp white shirt. Khaki pants. Muscular. Cold eyes. Removes her 10-foot entrance decor without permission. Claims it's a "security threat." Calls her flowers "suspicious." She calls him "impossible."
Forced To Be Yours by cookiewrts_xo
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--- In the chaotic, laughter-filled mansion of the Ranganaths, where every breakfast table is a battlefield and every secret is a ticking bomb, life just detonated.** Varunika's world shattered when the boy she loved Darshit, chose silence over explanation, leaving her with a broken heart and a dangerous walk home-a walk that ended with four strangers and a rescue by the one person nobody expected: Vikranth. The family's moody, dramatic prince traded his sarcasm for savage fists, claiming her safety as his own. Now, Darshit is drowning in guilt, realizing his noble silence almost cost her everything, while headlines scream about a new love triangle he never saw coming. And through it all, Aratrika watches silently, her own spark dimmed, carrying a pain no one notices because the family is too busy trying to figure out if Vikranth's fierce protection is duty... or something far more dangerous. Welcome to a chaos-soaked, laughter-drenched, South Indian family mansion where: β˜€οΈ Breakfast is a WWE match over the last pesarattu. 😭 Drama is served hotter than the filter kaapi. πŸ›‘οΈ And "minding your own business" is considered a personal offense. Into this beautiful madness walks a heartbroken Varunika, clutching the ashes of a love that began with trust and ended in betrayal. Now, bound by trauma and gratitude to the most unexpected protector, the question isn't just about moving on-it's about what grows in the wreckage. Is this 'forced' closeness a cage of obligation, or the foundation of a love that hits harder than any punch he ever threw? Stick around. It's about to get messy. πŸ˜‰ Read 'Forced To Be Yours'. ---
His Silent Yearning  by lemonxwrites
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"I spent years loving you from the shadows, a ghost in your bright world. I built an empire just to feel worthy of your sight, never expecting that one day, you would walk into my kingdom completely at my mercy." - Adikrit Shah In college, Adikrit Shah was invisible. A quiet, brilliant boy who watched campus sunshine girl, Lavanya Raj from afar. She was his only protector before he suddenly vanished. Years later, the tables have turned. Lavanya returns to Delhi, broken and desperate to outrun her past. She lands a corporate traineeship to rebuild her life, expecting long hours and hard work. But Adikrit, his new boss is no longer the shy boy she once knew. He is now the firm's most ruthless, intimidating, and devastatingly attractive Tech Lead. Lavanya doesn't recognize the commanding man before her, but Adikrit remembers everything. Forced into a tense corporate hierarchy, a dangerous game of cat and mouse begins. In the quiet corners of the office, an undeniable chemistry ignites, but the secrets they are both hiding could destroy them both. He spent a lifetime yearning for her. Now that she's within arm's reach, he has no intention of letting her go. TROPES : β€’ Gujju chokro Γ— girl from UP β€’ Boss x Trainee β€’ Nerd Glow-Up β€’ Secret Past | unconfessed yearning β€’ Slow Burn to High Spice β€’ Hurt / Comfort β€’ Office Romance Please show support to my story, thank you !🌷
The Last Act of Love by Iris-dusk
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A dead husband. A buried secret. An innocent man forgotten by the world. A promise that was never fulfilled. And a man who has spent years punishing himself for a mistake he could not undo. Some acts of love save people. Some destroy them.
The Sinister by ficuniverse_00
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.
Ink and Empire  by Bookishsoul05
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She is a journalist determined to expose the truth. To her, his charm is nothing more than a carefully crafted facade hiding something much darker. The man behind the perfect image. The empire everyone worships. The secrets no one dares question. But while searching for evidence against him, she stumbles upon a mystery connected to her deceased parents a truth buried years ago and forgotten by the world. Determined to uncover what really happened, she finds herself drawn deeper into a web of secrets, lies, and unanswered questions. Then circumstances force them into a marriage neither of them expected. As the lines between truth and deception begin to blur, she realizes that the man she was determined to expose may not be the villain after all. Because what if the real enemy isn't him? What if it isn't even the empire he built? And what if the truth they've been searching for has been hiding in plain sight all along? A story of secrets, healing, trust, and a love neither of them saw coming She doesn't trust the warmth, he is warmth She writes the truth Not fairy tales He give her a reason to believe in both....
FLAT 302 by silentecho05
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She lived in Flat 302. Or at least, that's what they thought. When the old lady goes missing from the third floor of their apartment building, a criminology student and a photographer or her neighbours decide to find her. But the moment they start asking questions, something feels off. Their neighbours deny ever seeing her. The building records say she doesn't exist. It's like she was never there at all. Except they both remember her clearly. As they dig deeper, they realize someone in the building is lying. Someone has erased her from existence. And they're willing to keep her secret buried-no matter what. Now, it's not just about finding an old lady anymore. It's about uncovering why everyone's pretending she never lived here. What happens when the person you're looking for never officially existed?
𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐒𝐚 𝐊𝐒𝐧𝐠'𝐬 π„π­πžπ«π§πšπ₯ πƒπžπ―π¨π­π’π¨π§ by fictionflare_
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"Kuch kahaniyan kabhi poori nahi hoti... isiliye woh dobara janam leti hain." When fate tore them apart in another lifetime, their souls carried the ache forward, not to forget, but to complete a love left unfinished. He was reborn as a king, not only to rule a kingdom, but to command the shadows as a Mafia King. Surrounded by power, feared by many, yet loneliness flowed silently through his veins. She returned to the world alone, fighting for survival, bearing pain no soul should endure. And when she believed nothing worse could happen, darkness claimed her eyes. Forgotten. Broken. Unprotected. Yet somewhere within her fragile heart, hope waited... for someone she could not see, but had always belonged to. She yearned for love. He had been deprived of it his entire life. And then... they met again. He found her in her most fragile state. She found him without knowing his face. This time, fate will not test their love, it will measure the depth of their devotion. Because some souls are reborn not to begin again, but to finish what destiny once destroyed. And this time... love refuses to die.
"CAMPUS CRUSH" by dreamlandfictions
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He was the college's golden boy. She was the walking definition of chaos. Abeer Diwan had everything under control-until Vriti walked into his life and turned it upside down. What starts with accidental encounters soon becomes a story of friendship, laughter, family, dreams, and a love neither of them saw coming.
π‹π¨π―πž 𝐚𝐦𝐒𝐝𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨π₯𝐞𝐧 𝐆π₯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 by fictionflare_
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At Serenvale Integrated University, where every corner holds a story waiting to be felt, something soft and unexpected begins to bloom. Shivaksh Oberoi, the football captain, careful on the field yet chaos in every other aspect of life. Ishaanvi Mahajan, the new girl, lost in her books, choosing solitude over the noise of people. Two worlds, completely different. Two hearts, quietly unprepared. He was the comfort she never asked for, and she was the peace he never knew he needed. In a place where a grumpy girl meets a sunshine boy, where aggression collides with calm, their paths cross in the most ordinary moments, shared banters, fleeting glances, and unspoken emotions. And somewhere between those little moments... something beautiful begins to bloom, a promise that might just last forever. πŸ’«