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He didn't choose the bond. But he didn't walk away either. After the mark, nothing feels the same- not his body, not his thoughts, not even the space around him. Because the one who claimed him isn't just an Alpha. It's something deeper. Something that doesn't ask. Something that doesn't share. And once it decides- there is no distance left to take. He thought he could handle it. The bond. The presence. The way it pulled him closer without touching. He was wrong. Because what claimed him doesn't wait, doesn't soften, doesn't let go. It watches. It takes. It stays. And the worst part- he doesn't want it to stop.

✨Rudraksh × Anvika✨ They both came to make them reject each other. But..... When they met.. This is what happened... "So this was your plan... make me lose interest? Strange. All it did was make me notice you even more." "You failed the moment you walked in with that Innocence hiding behind your wild and fiesty words and those eyes begging me to ruin your innocence." They never believed in love. till they met....... ________________________________________________________ Mature content is there in this story....||18+

The last day! Realisation! love! Tension! Here I am back with the sizzling Romance story of our ISHQAAN! It is based on After the Pool missedout kiss ... The story continues after Ahaan moved away from her walking straight..... This has convo. Confession. Love and love. 2 chapters. Raked #1 at Night stories (3/07/21) #1 At The last Night (28/06/21-10/07/21-) #5 at SonyTV (3/07/21)- #1 at Param Singh (10/07/21) •| Ishqaan - Ishqi and Ahaan Veer Malhotra (AVM) •| From Sony TV Show (Ishk Par Zor Nahi) •| All the rights to the show owners! •| The fanfictions written are strictly for entertaining purpose. •| Kindly refrain from plagiarism and posting my work anywhere without my permissions. I take plagiarism very seriously and I hope everyone does.

Ships included? Anything you guys request :) I'm poor okay give me attention to make me feel better. /JOKE but absolutely NOTHING will be written here unless I get requested to write, please request prompt too if you could.

Chaos Bound One wears scales of night, scarred by fire and wolf-teeth. One wears a crown of light, drowning in a gift that burns. They dream each other across worlds-purple eyes, black wings, a thread of chaos binding what empires tried to sunder. What is born of fire and forgotten by history? A dragon whose only crime was being born. What is born of light and feared by the world? An emperor whose magic is chaos given form. They have never met, yet they know each other's pain. They have never touched, yet their souls are already bound. Now the dream is ending. The thread is tightening. The wolves gather. The gryphons watch. The humans drill for war. When the dragon meets the emperor, will the chaos finally be tamed- Or will it consume everything? The answer lies in the chaos between.

Sing!! Sing a song from the Lullaby... Make this your last cry...

Rosalaine Rodriguez is an ordinary woman living in new york city with her average earning job as a journalist. Sudden hurdles in her company makes it problematic for her to keep living in nyc with high rental apartment Elijah Stirling a cruel, resilient business tycoon with an enormous amount of money, doing absolutely amazing in every sort of business, known to be the most rude and cold hearted. What will happen when the brutal Elijah will meet the sweet and kind Rosalaine? "You are stuck to my heart like a fucking leech sucking my blood and i don't fucking mind it" he whispered "What?" "Would you let me kiss you for once??" He begged I was speechless

A warped story where a girl begins to forget which stories are lies and which ones are the painful truth. Oh, don't forget to throw in a equally fucked up boy and some cigarette smoke.

HELP!!! Imagine I'm your best friend in the world, and I need your help. This guy who was a friend started doing stuff and saying stuff and giving mixed signals. I like him, love him even, but I have no clue whether he does. I'll tell you all there is to know, everything that has happenend.YOU tell me what you think: Does this mean he loves me or not? *Sorry if there are many grammar errors, I actually started to write as a form of ranting, since I had noone near by at that moment, I was home alone when I started writing.* I don't know if anyone will ever read this. If you do please tell me your opinion. If not well at least I let it all out one last time. This is not a work of fiction. Everything I wrote is a true life event. So yeah this is the story of me and my heartbreaker.

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teenage romance story of childhood friends who become enemies to lovers

i'm warning you, don't read this.

I speak about stuff happening in my life that you may or may not like but here is the truth, I do not actually fucking care about your opinion. Oh and I labelled this a Mystery and Thriller because you're in for a fucking ride.

Recuérdame por la historia que pudimos haber sido y que te negaste a escribir...

Something goes wrong in the world causing major distress in mankind, thankfully Leo/Need has a SEKAI..but something is off..

He's dead. What does the world look like without his beautiful Welshman? What is there left to care about after the world stole the one person he loved?

Random Imaginations is my first poetry collection of my new Wattpad account, @DonJuanMarco. This poetry collection will contain 40 poems whose subjects range from love, desire, anxiety, feelings, from light and dark feelings. Anything under the sun and moon, the randomness of my imagination to express what my heart desire is crafted through words. My hope is that you would enjoy the 40 poems that this poetry collection will have. That the words would stir feelings in you and inspire you in your life. Who knows you may also craft your feelings into words. I would be very happy if my poetry inspired you to do so. Follow me on Wattpad if you want, I am John Mark N. Luciano (@DonJuanMarco), if you saw the name of Moriones Zazadevha, that was my former Wattpad account. I would be publish One Poem, every Saturday and Sunday, 12:00 am(Philippine Time) (All criticism will be accepted as long as it does not contain any foul language or insults. Let us keep our Good Manners and Right Conduct. To God be the Glory.)

Just collection of emotional short stories. Some of which I might turn into full books.

Who doesn't need a little Carpe Diem in their life? This is just a book filled with poetry and short stories.

I'm sorry, I love Anhane and Minoharu