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𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒 ✦ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 __ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 ♛ 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀__𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒 ♚ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞. Some friendships are too chaotic to last... and too powerful to forget. Ashmita and Reyansh were once academic rivals, each fighting for the top spot, unaware that fate was already tying their futures together. No one knows Ashmita's truth: she is known enough to be feared, yet unknown enough to never be found. Reyansh, born into a powerful mafia family he never wanted to belong to, has spent his life trying to escape the shadows of his bloodline. Years later, life brings them back under one roof ✦ bound by a marriage neither chose, and a destiny shaped by secrets, power, and a rivalry far bigger than their childhood wars.

Manju has never believed in being chosen. She has learned to take up little space, to exist quietly, to be grateful for what doesn't ask too much of her. Her body, her presence-she has made peace with them in her own way. Then there is Raghav. Always respectful. Always distant. Always looking when he thinks she isn't aware. She doesn't know when his glances began to matter. Only that they do. And that the space between them feels filled with something fragile, something terrifying, something that might be love.

"When Yusuf and Humayra are brought together through an arranged marriage orchestrated by their families, their worlds collide in what feels like a stifling union. But as emotions flare and walls break down, they discover that the line between love and hate is thinner than they thought. In time, they realize their bond was always meant to be. Explore their story in Bound To You©." XOXO ✨🦋 SiyamaM Copyright © 2024.

Two professors. One university. And a rivalry so intense it leaves the campus buzzing and them burning. "I hate that you make good points." "No, you hate that I make them before you." "You've been staring at me for five minutes." "No, I'm calculating how your brain managed to produce such arrogance." "Your handwriting is as chaotic as your reasoning." "And yet, somehow, both still win awards." Professor Lilian Rose is the golden standard. Calm, precise, impossibly brilliant. Her lectures soothe, her students excel. She commands respect without raising her voice. Professor Daisy Oliver? Sharp, unrelenting, lethal with a pen and a gaze. Her exams crush egos, her top scorers become legends, and she wears her reputation like a whip. But when they're alone... the rules dissolve. A library encounter. A mislaid paper. Fingers brushing over ink-stained notes. A flash of heat, of awareness, of want neither of them admits. Every snide remark, every playful jab, drips with tension thicker than any lecture hall. "I hate the way you make me think... and want." "You want it more than you admit." Glances linger. Hands almost touch. Every argument teeters between humiliation and something more intimate. A spark ignites, fierce and undeniable. Their rivalry is no longer about grades or prestige it's about control, surrender, and discovering just how far each is willing to push the other. Exams become excuses. Faculty meetings, battlefields of lust disguised as debate. And behind closed doors? They explore the friction, the heat, the unspoken fantasies that have haunted their every interaction. Brains, bodies, and boundaries collide. Pride fights desire, arrogance battles obsession, and when fire meets fire, only scorched skin and satisfied, secret smiles remain. The war of intellect has become a war of lust. And someone is going to win... or lose... entirely.

Everyone in the city knew Kabir Rathore. Not by his face- but by his name spoken in whispers. He controlled ports, money routes, men who didn't ask questions. He wasn't loud. He wasn't cruel for fun. His power came from silence-and from the fact that no one ever saw him lose control. Until Aanya. She wasn't part of his world. A simple girl-soft voice, cotton dupatta, eyes that still believed people were good. She worked in a small bookstore near the old market, unaware that the street she crossed every day belonged to him. One wrong night . One wrong place . She witnessed something she wasn't meant to. Kabir didn't threaten her. Didn't raise his voice. Didn't touch her. She lived in his house like a shadow- safe, watched, untouched. He never entered her room. Never asked questions. Never explained himself. But he made sure: No one scared her. No one raised a voice near her. No blood ever crossed her sight. At night, Aanya would hear gunshots far away. In the morning, Kabir would sit across from her at breakfast, sleeves rolled up, hands clean, eyes unreadable. "You're not afraid of me?" he asked once. She swallowed. "I am," she said honestly. "But I think you're afraid of yourself more." That was the first crack. Kabir had built his life on control. And she-without trying-was undoing it. He started coming home earlier. Violence made him restless instead of calm. Her presence felt dangerous... not because she was weak- -but because she was good. And good things didn't survive in his world. The city called him a monster. She saw a man who stood between her and darkness- even when he himself was the darkness.

In bustling Bengaluru, 26-year-old Kiran Sharma runs a modest ayurvedic home-care business. When Anjali Rao joins as operations head, she introduces ultra-soft organic cotton comfort wear that gently awakens something deep within him - softer skin, a quiet glow, and a hidden truth he can no longer ignore. All the while, his college best friend Sanjay has loved him in silence. As protective gestures turn into lingering touches and quiet compliments become meaningful glances, their bond deepens into something tender and innocent. From hesitant steps in a salwar-kameez to the graceful drape of a saree, and finally to a mangalsutra tied with trembling hands, Kiran's world transforms - ray by ray - into authenticity, courage, and love.

Everyone believed Solène Crawford was just a quiet, virtuous wife the woman who stood behind her husband's success and asked for nothing in return. At a Thanksgiving dinner meant to celebrate family, Solène's marriage explodes when Lewis Crawford parades his pregnant mistress before relatives and friends who had feasted on her sacrifices for fifteen years. A medical report has already declared her infertile. Lewis demands she accept the child with "grace." She doesn't scream. She doesn't cry. She smiles because she has held his entire empire in the palm of her hand since the day she built it. What begins as a calculated dismantling of the man who discarded her spirals into deeper betrayals from the very people she once protected. Old allies turn, secrets surface, and an unexpected obstacle forces her to choose between total destruction and something far more dangerous: trust. In the wreckage, Solène discovers the woman she was always meant to be brilliant, unbreakable, and finally free. Some men are lifted up. Others are allowed to fall. Lewis Crawford is about to learn which one he was.

Vivienne's life changes the moment she turns eighteen and the bond snaps into place-with someone she never expected. At first, it feels like fate. He's charming, attentive, everything a fated connection is supposed to be. But the longer she's with him, the more something feels... off. Subtle at first. Easy to dismiss. Until it isn't. Over time, the bond that was supposed to be a source of love becomes something else entirely-something heavy, something controlling. Vivienne finds herself shrinking in ways she doesn't fully understand, caught in a dynamic she can't quite name but can't escape either. And then, suddenly, it's over. In the quiet aftermath, she's left with space-more than she knows what to do with. Space to breathe. To question. To begin again. That's what leads her to a small farm, to something simple and grounding. She isn't looking for anything more than a furry friend. But she finds Noah instead. He's steady where her past was uncertain. Gentle where things once felt sharp. And though he's long past the age of expecting anything like fate, something about the way they meet feels quietly, impossibly right. This time, there's no pressure. No weight. Just a chance at something real.

𝐒𝐤𝐲 𝐱 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐢 | 𝐁𝐋 | 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔 | 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 | 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐱 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬) 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝟗𝟗 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝗪𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝟎. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 𝟏𝟎𝟏? 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐒𝐤𝐲 𝗪𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐝. 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛. 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫. Sky flirts like it's his full-time job. He crashes Nani's space, calls him "kitten" and "babydoll," and gets jealous even when Nani pets a street dog. Everyone knows not to flirt with Nani when Sky's around. Nani pretends not to care. He shouldn't fall for the soft-eyed, trouble-making idiot who follows him like a loyal puppy... But he does. Slowly. Sweetly. Messily. And Sky? He's already long gone. ⚠️ Warnings + Disclaimers ⚠️ Content Warnings: Strong romantic + sexual tension Possessiveness / jealousy themes Slow-burn relationship progression dumb-in-love behavior 😭 📌 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18+ and any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental.

Every year, Drithen settles over the floating isle of Hyacynth like a held breath - five weeks of twilight, unease, and rituals nobody fully believes in anymore. This year it brought something else. Rhenan has always loved too easily in a world that doesn't deserve it, and he's never quite understood why that's considered strange. Madi has never let anyone close enough to find out what she's capable of - which is considerable, and occasionally catastrophic. They were strangers before tonight. Then the ground split open, something ancient stirred beneath the water, and two people who have never needed anyone found themselves standing in the same impossible place at the same impossible moment. Some collisions change everything. While We Wonder - where the stakes are higher than either of them could have imagined, and falling might mean more than one thing.

He never believed in love... until she walked into his life. She's a final-year student with dreams bigger than her reality. He's a man who heals others but hides his own heart. Forced together by marriage, will they resist-or surrender to a love neither expected? 👀 ✨ New chapters uploaded daily-stay tuned!"

In The Rookie, every rookie has something to prove. Maya Rios has something to outrun. Before the badge, before the uniform, she was a 911 dispatcher-the calm voice in the chaos. The one who knew what to say, how to say it... how to keep people alive. Until the night she couldn't. Now starting over in the LAPD, Maya is determined to leave that call behind. But training under Tim Bradford isn't easy-and neither is pretending she's fine. Because while the other rookies find friendship, laughter, and second chances... Maya is still listening. To silence. To echoes. To a voice she knows she didn't imagine. And when that voice comes back-closer, clearer, and calling just for her-Maya is forced to face the truth: That night wasn't the end. It was the beginning. And this time... he's not on the other end of the line.

The Book Between Us _A cursed book. A missing girl. A love story written in blood._ _Hayat enters a hostel just two days after a girl vanishes._ _36 students._ _One secret that connects them all._ *_The book knows their past._* *_And it's rewriting their future._* *Psychological horror. Halal love. Betrayal. Poetry. Bloodlines.* *What if your life was never yours to begin with?* _-Turn the page. If you dare.-_

What if Hera broke her vows and had a demigod child? Clio found a home in Hollywood because she couldn't find a home elsewhere. At just sixteen years old, she had her whole life planned. Three albums in two years, a sold-out tour, trophy cases of awards; but to her, this was only the beginning. Clio had a charm that could make her irresistible, a kind of beauty that could make anyone fall silent. It was as though when she walked into a room; all eyes drifted to her, like a moth being drawn to a flame. But recently she felt as though more than just eyes were watching her, like a force or power seeking her. Only a short time after The Battle of Manhattan, the Oracle predicted the next Great Prophecy. A new forbidden child would break the trust of the gods and would be sent on a quest to save Olympus from despair. But while attempting to save Olympus, they would have to learn to save themselves and dig deep within their heart to decide who they want to be. The Great Prophecy reads: "Born not of love but forged by command, A queen without a throne, fate not in her hand. When loyalty shatters and truth is unveiled, The child of no mother decides what has failed. By her choice, not by sword, Olympus to mend, To rebel against her rage and succeed to defend."

Mae has always believed love should feel like poetry-soft, certain, and written just for her. But life has taught her otherwise. Between chasing her dreams and holding herself together in a city that never slows down, love is the last thing she expects to find-until Adam. Adam is everything she didn't plan for. Steady where she is restless. Guarded where she is open. And somehow, in the quiet spaces between their conversations, he begins to feel like home. But timing is a fragile thing, and love... even more so. As past wounds resurface and choices demand more than just feelings, Mae and Adam must decide- is love enough when everything else is uncertain? Or will they become just another almost story?

In a realm where power is everything, she was born with nothing-or so they believed. Ileina Terranova has always been different. In Empyrhea, where elemental gifts dictate status and silence is feared, she was neither Banal nor gifted-unremarkable, invisible. Until something ancient awakens within her: wild, untamed, and utterly impossible. When an unforeseen spark earns her a place at the Bureau's elite training grounds, Ileina is thrust into a world of brutal coursework, elemental trials, and cryptic mentors. But her awakening is only the beginning. Whispers of a forgotten bloodline. Echoes of a buried war. And a red thread of fate binding her to Johannes Alarie-the young Magnus whose presence stirs her dormant power. As her abilities grow and her bond with Johannes deepens, Ileina teeters on the edge of chaos and control. With secrets unraveling and danger closing in, she must decide: will she embrace the power that could save Empyrhea... or become the force that unravels it? Because in this world, power is currency-and hers might just rewrite the rules. (04/06/2025)

Zika terbiasa mendapatkan apa yang ia inginkan. Jabatan. Pengakuan. Penghargaan. Tapi cinta datang salah paham dengan keadaan. Lelaki yang ia yakini sebagai takdir... diberikan pada perempuan lain. Dan untuk pertama kalinya, Zika kehilangan bukan karena kurang, tapi karena takdir memang berjalan tanpa menunggu egonya. Ini kisah tentang ambisi yang runtuh, doa yang tersisa, dan perempuan yang belajar ikhlas tanpa kehilangan harga dirinya.

Matchmaking Madness - Volume 1 In the treacherous world of the Inner Court, even marriage can become a battlefield. When the Emperor decrees that the brilliant yet dangerously independent daughter of General Lakan must be formally acknowledged as a princess, a carefully calculated chain of events is set into motion. What begins as a political arrangement soon becomes a subtle contest of strategy, influence, and quiet rebellion. Caught between imperial command and his own guarded paternal instincts, Lakan is forced into a game he did not choose - one where every move could determine his daughter's future. Meanwhile, the Moon Prince stands at the centre of the court's attention, admired for his elegance yet underestimated in ways that may prove perilous for everyone involved. As factions stir behind painted screens and unseen hands guide the board, one truth becomes increasingly clear: In the palace, even love can be weaponised. And some matches are arranged not to unite... but to control. Disclaimer This is a fan-created work inspired by the world and characters of The Apothecary Diaries. All rights to the original characters, setting, and concepts belong to their respective creators. This story is written purely for creative and entertainment purposes and is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or connected to the original author, illustrator, or publishers.

She was born to perform... but not to pretend forever. When the spotlight faded, so did the version of her the world adored. She walked away from acting - not because she failed, but because she felt too much to fake it anymore. Now behind the camera as a director, she controls every story... except the one she never finished - her own. Because some scripts aren't written to entertain. They're written to heal. She left the screen because her heart refused to pretend. Now she tells stories from behind the camera - safe, distant, controlled. Until someone from her past walks back in... turning every scene into something real again. Because love was never just a role. And this time... there's no script to follow. "We were never written as forever... but somehow, we became the story that refused to end." - Joy

Hello guys , This is my first story , I hope you all to like it and if you find any mistakes so kindly dm me on @pragresswith__ssa or through comments. As for the story, it is a contractual marriage where the ML and FL fall in love at the first sights and get hesitant to admit it and so many . I am sure that the people who think the writers to concentrate on Male Lead and Female Lead they will most probably like it . It also contains a little bit of violence. I don't recommend it for sensitive people. I would be glad to know your thoughts about it . Based on your response , I will post other chapters, that is once my exams are over . Thank You.