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✧༺ 𝑽𝒆𝒆𝑹𝒂: 𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 ༻✧ Aadhira never believed in fate. Her life was quiet, predictable... safe. Until one moment changed everything. Until him. Veeransh Rathore-the man people whisper about. A billionaire with power in his hands and darkness in his soul. His presence alone is enough to silence a room. His eyes? Cold enough to make anyone look away. But not her. And maybe that's where it all began. He didn't fall in love. He decided. And once Veeransh decides something... there is no going back. A marriage forced by circumstances, a life Aadhira never imagined, and a husband she cannot understand. His world is filled with luxury, control, and unspoken danger. Every corner hides something... every silence feels heavy. Yet, in the middle of all this chaos- He protects her. Too much. Too fiercely. Like she's not just his wife... but something far more important. Something worth killing for. Aadhira feels it-the shadows watching her, the danger getting closer. But the biggest mystery isn't the enemy outside... It's the man standing right beside her. Why does he guard her like his life depends on it? What truth is he hiding behind that emotionless face? And when the past finally comes knocking... Will love be enough to survive it? Or will fate prove that some stories are written in darkness? "He never feared losing the world... until the world became her." ✧ ✦ 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔: • Forced Marriage • Grumpy x Sunshine ☀️ • Possessive Hero • Innocent Heroine • Dark Secrets • Protector / Bodyguard Vibes • Touch Her & Die • Hidden Enemy • Emotional Slow Burn

Dasha is an adopted daughter of La Riaz. She knew about it. Mahal siya ng mag asawang umampon sa kanya pero kung gaano siya kamahal ng mga ito ay gano'n din siya pinakaaayawan ng anak ng umampon sa kanya. Leinard, the biological son of La Riaz hated Dasha. They are living in the same roof, In the four walls, And everytime they see each other Dasha bowed her head to obey his step brother. "I am nothing but an adopted daughter of La Riaz." "I am the biological son. You're an outsider. Don't think too high of your self 'cause you are not my family." But what if... Everything change as days passed by? As the days they shared a night in the same roof? And what if Leinard impregnant Dasha?

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>this is just a fictional story don't take it as real...There is not any relation/connection to idol's real life..! this is my first ff so plzz ignore grammatical mistakes...🙂< °•○●♡◇♧♣︎◆♥︎☆★☆♥︎◆♣︎♧◇♡●○•° -A story full of past stories, suspense, secrets & killing scenes..! - °Contains mature scenes, harassment, abusive words, crimes, sins & violence° °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° •Two love birds both of their love is incredible but... there's also a love which is... Incomplete One sided Definantion of madness A love which is more than a love 'AN OBSESSION' Only for her..!! • -------------------------------------------------------‐------------‐- "I LOVE U SO MUCH SWEETHEART.." ...said one of the love bird.. "I LOVE U TOO *****.." ...said the other love bird.. Suddenly one day...~ "YOU WERE BORN TO BE MINE BABYGIRLLL...!!!" ...Said that sinner ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Who is that SINNER & those two love birds..!? Why OBSESSION but not love..!? Why madness but not positive emotion..!?~ --Get to know in the story..!♡

Fan fiction. Lilly Singh and Derek (Diego) Pueblo. #Liego.

Just a quick reminder: this is my first time writing fan fiction, and English isn't my first language. This story came to me after I discovered this game. Not all of the game's characters will appear (except for Lieutenant Tikhonov), as this is set in an alternate universe featuring my OC and other characters I created. The story takes place in a quiet, isolated village, deep in the Siberian forest. Our protagonist, Dalila, has just moved there with her parents, and almost immediately, she is drawn into a series of disturbing events. In this village, children disappear. The police are powerless, search teams comb the forest, but no trace is ever found. Rumors begin to spread among both children and adults. And yet, Dalila keeps discovering footprints, bloodstains, and torn pieces of clothing... Every night, as she lies in her room, she feels the same chilling sensation: someone (or something) is watching her.