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ڕۆژێک چومە سەر ئینیستگرام و نامەیەکم بۆ کەسێک نارد بەڵام هەموو شتێکی ژیانمی گۆڕی بەڵام ئەو کەسێکی سارد و دوورە پەرێز بوو منیش لایەنە بێ شەرمەیەکەم نیشان دا و لە بەرامبەر دا تەنها بزەیەکم وەر گرت ئاخۆ ئەتوانم ڕازی بکەم.......

پۆڵاد جاف ـ سەرکردە و فەرماندەیەکی بەهێز لە ڕووداوێکی تەقەکردندا یەکێک لە پیاوە دڵسۆزەکانی لەدەست دەدات پێش مردنی تاکە وەسێتێکی بۆ سەرۆکەکەی هەیە کە سوێندی دەدات جێبەجێی بکات ' کچەکەم ... ئەقڵی تەواو نییە لەدوای من بیپارێزە و بیخە ژێر سێبەری خۆت ' پۆڵاد ئەوە دەکات کە پیاوەکە داوای لێکرد ــ وە لەناکاو دەبینێت کە ئیتر ئەو هاوسەریەتی ! ئەمە تاکە ڕێگایە بۆ پارێزگاری کردن

HIS FAVORITE TARGET ....!! Because jungkook noticed her. And once he did... he couldn't stop. She was different. Untouched by the chaos he created, unaffected by the fear he inspired. That made her interesting. That made her his. What started as harmless teasing turned into cruel games. Notes torn, books hidden, eyes following her every move. No one understood why the infamous Jeon jungkook suddenly cared so much about a shy fresher. Not even him. But one thing was clear - she was marked by him. And no one touches what he owns. Even if it destroys them both. Started: 25/06/2025 Ending: __________________________________________________________________________________ ☆Note : This is a work of fiction. Characters are fictional versions and not real people This is an imaginary work which has no connection with real life and all the characters are also imaginary.✧ 𝒥𝑒𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝒾𝒾𝒾🥂 __________________________________________________________________________________

The Sisodia heirs are unrivaled in control and possession, and their world is a reflection of their might. With their family and surname commanding respect, prestige, and obedience, their lives are the definition of perfection from the outside. Yet, on the far side of the charm and flawless illusions exists an unseen reality. A reality of complicated relationships and messed emotions that felt ready to fall apart. Their home, once a sanctuary of warmth and togetherness, has become a space where silence is haunted by the whispers of bitter pain and guarded secrets. But... the time has come for the tables to turn. The destiny of the three brothers awaits their surrender, as they realize that life's greatest treasures lie not in what they possess. For it's not the empire that would forever define them, but the depth of their own desires. Will they be brave enough to accept and follow the will of their hearts? Tied together by blood and legacy, they navigate the complexities of love, family, and power. As they face their personal demons, they must confront the broken strings of their bond also. Will they find forgiveness or destruction in the shadows of the past? ༻⁺˚⋆｡°✰°｡⋆˚⁺༺ 𝓐𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓰 will take you across their journey filled with realizations, obstacles, challenges and imperfections. ╰┈➤ There is family, there is drama, there is romance and above all, there is love, which doesn't come easy.

සැහැල්ලු ජීවිතේකට උරුමකම් කියන අහිංසක දඟකාර සාමන්‍ය කොල්ලෙක් -නිතුෂ් ආදිත්‍ය- වගකීම් ගොඩකට හිරවුණු ඒ වගකීම් නිසා හිත අස්සේ ඉපදෙන හැගීම් හිතේ හංගපු සල්ලිකාර කොල්ලෙක් -තේව් යුගාන් අධිකාරි- තේව්ගේ හිතේ හිරකරපු හැගීම් අපේ දඟකාර නෙතූට එලියට ගන්න පුළුවන් වෙයිද..... ❤️💚 📌️By - CraZy_D_

Ishan stabbed Shubman, but instead of pushing him, he hugged him close letting the knife sink into his flesh. Because he finally gets to hug his husband for the first time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Abhishek "I'm not killing you because you thought of him, I'm killing you because you dared to breathe in his direction." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DISCLAIMER This fanfiction is a non-commercial work. The original characters, universe, and source material are the intellectual property of their respective owners. Any original elements are purely fictional and created by the author. Nothing in the story has any resemblance to the character's real life. As stated earlier it's a fan - fiction. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

රුධිරයෙන් ලියවුණු අතීතයක්... නමුත්, ඔහුට ඒ කිසිවක් මතක නැති නමුත් ඒ අතීතය ඔහුව අමතක කර නැත. ඔහුට අමතක වූ පොරොන්දුවක් වෙනුවෙන්, වසර ගණනක් බලා සිටි කෙනෙක් ඔහුගේ පිටුපසින් සෙවණැල්ල වගේ සිටී. ඔහුට අමතක වූ ආදරයක් වෙනුවෙන්, තවමත් ජීවත් වන කෙනෙක් ඇත. ඒත් ඔවුන්ගේ කතාව ආරම්භ වූයේ, ආදරයෙන්ද... නැතිනම් රුධිරයෙන්ද? සමහර මතක අමතක කළ හැකිය. නමුත් සමහර සත්‍යයන්ට ඔබ කොතරම් දුර දිව්වත්- ඔබව සොයාගෙන එන්න පුළුවන්...

friends break up, friends get married. but do friends fight to save the world together? st - seasons 3/5 oc x oc ©taylorwantsherscarf, 2025

ئــازیز ئەم کارەت بێ وەفــای بوو ئێمە قەرارمان کەی جودای بوو؟!🥀 چیرۆکێکی کوردییە♥️ مافی تەواوی چیرۆکەکە بۆخۆم دەگەڕێتەوە.!!

"All it is.... is a little hope, right?" He said it like it was nothing- like it was so easy to drop everything to believe in something so outlandish and naive. But that look in his fiery eyes.... it was like an inferno was set ablaze and was burning down the walls I'd put up around my life. "So don't go. Please." His hands shook as he clenched mine, unwilling to let go. I loved him- but I was afraid... afraid of being hurt by someone who I deeply cared about all over again like a broken record stuck on repeat. He looked at me like no one else ever had before. "Let me love you like you deserve." ~ ***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own any of these characters except the ones I created for the purpose of this story. All original characters like Flame, Wemmbu, Parrot, and Spoke are all not my own and this is merely a fanfiction. I have taken inspiration from the Unstable SMP- so be sure to check it out on Youtube!

𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔.❀ ❝ 𝑶𝒅𝒉 𝒌𝒆 𝑫𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝑹𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝑨𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝑴𝒆𝒊𝒏 ⁠♡ 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒉𝒂 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒂⁠ ♡ 𝑫𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒁𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒂, 𝑱𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑱𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆 𝑲𝒂 𝑾𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝑺𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒂 ❞ A story where a bag exchange becomes the beginning of a love neither of them was ready for. ✧࣪˖ 𓂃 ❀ · · · 🦋 · · · ❀ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ✧ 𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱 𝔁 𝓡𝓪𝓭𝓱𝓲𝓴𝓪 🌷 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "No, This one's mine." She said clearly I know I put my bag here and it's in the same position as it was....what the hell, he is weird like he has his bag in his hand and he is just messing around.... what did he think... I have no time for this bullshit... Her mind was telling her ... just ignore him and walk "I just thought..." he added "𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Her heart felt unbearably small beneath the weight of her own prayer. "Mujhe ab sirf sukoon chahiye..." A tear slid down her cheek. "

"මං හිතන්නේ ජිවිතේ හරි වෙනස්..., ප්‍රමාද හමුවීම්... Love at first sight... ලේ නොවන සහෝදර බැඳීම්... එහෙන් මෙහෙන් මැද්දෙන් පනින පොඩි පොඩි ප්‍රශ්න. ඔයාගෙයි මගෙයි ජිවිත ලස්සන කරේ නැද්ද වස්තුව ම්ම්ම්.... මං කියන්නේ...පොඩි පොඩි බාල්දි වැටෙන්න ඕනෙ ලව් ලයිෆ් එකේ නැත්නං කිසිම ගට් එකක් නෑනේ ඔහේ... ලව් කරද්දි. නේද... " නෑ..... "

چیرۆکی کوردی💗 چی ڕووئەدا کاتێک چیاگر لە دەرەوەی وڵات ئەگەڕێتەوە چاوی بە ئێلای نازدار ئەکەوێ؟ مافی تەواوی چیرۆکەکە بۆ خۆم ئەگەڕێتەوە💗~ دەسـتـپـێـک ' 30~4~2026 کـۆتـایـی ' نـادیـار؟؟؟

وای چەن بەختێکی ڕەشە بەهۆی هەواڵێکی ساختەوە ژیانی ئیمیڵیای داماو چی لێ دێ؟ مامێکی ئاڵودە بوو ژیانی برازاکەی وێران ئەکات درۆیەکی بۆ ئەکات کە تەواوی ژیانی وێران ئەبێ دوای ئەوەی مامی لەپێناو وەرگرتنی کەمێک پارە بۆ کڕینی ما٭دە برازاکەی خۆی ئەفرۆشیتە سۆزانی خانەیەک بەڵام بەختە ڕەشەکەی ئیمێڵیا پیاوێک ئەیکڕێتەوە کە گەورەترین مافیای زەویە ناسراوە بە شەیتانی زەوی نوسەر:ئێلینا جۆری چیرۆک:دارک ڕۆمانسی ، مافیا Dark Romance بەرواری دەستپێکردن:26/6/2026 کۆتایی:؟؟ مافی بردنی بە هەموو شێوەیەک قەدەغەیە!

❛They say what slips from our hands no longer belongs to us. But some souls were never taught how to let go, rather... they chase what was lost like a curse written into their blood, crossing lines, burning bridges, tearing the world apart if they must. For them, possession is faith, obsession is devotion, and surrender is a sin they will never commit.❜ ✧ RUKSHIT VOHRA, a twenty-nine-year-old man, devastatingly handsome and far more dangerous than his looks could ever reveal. He is the Mafia lord known as The Death Raider, and the Chairman of the Vohra Empire. One glimpse of him is enough to make a person feel death breathing down their neck. And yet the irony of fate: the man feared by nations is obsessed with the memory of a girl he knows nothing about. He doesn't believe in fate, mercy, or forgiveness. He only believes in possession and once something enters his heart, he will cross heaven and hell to claim it. ♡ RICHA DIWAN, a twenty-four-years-old woman, brilliantly successful, the President of High Ridge Corporation before most people her age even decide what they want from life. She loves hacking, especially when it's against those who dare to challenge her. A girl shaped by discipline, sharpened by intellect, and unknowingly standing on a ticking throne of blood and power. ✧ The story of two souls who were shattered, then rose again, stronger than before, only to be shattered once more. BOOK #02 in series 'DEATH GAMER'

باوکم قەرزی کرد .. منیش نرخەکەیم دا ! زەری ناچار بوو بۆ پاراستنی خێزانەکەی، خۆی ببێتە بەشێک لەو ڕێککەوتنە. لەماڵێک کە هەموو شوێنێکی زیندانە بۆم ، لەگەڵ پیاوێک کە هەندێک جار وەحشیە و هەندێک جاریش ناتوانێ چاوەکانی لەسەرم هەڵبگرێ ... ئایە نەفرەت دەتوانێ ببێتە خۆشەویستی؟ یان هەندێک ئازار و برین هەرگیز چاک نابنەوە؟....

"I guess it's just destiny." He said casually, shrugging halfway through. I smiled, already having gotten used to his nonchalant demeanor. "You think so?" I leaned further into him, holding onto his arm affectionately. "Yeah." He swallowed, a blush creeping onto his cheeks he couldn't mask. "I would've gone through what happened a hundred times if it meant meeting you. You... you've changed my life...." His voice was so quiet, yet so thick with resolve and determination. He looked at me, his eyes softened by the immense love he felt in this moment. "I.... I can't imagine life without you..." He took my hand gingerly, bringing it up to his lips. He kissed it, his eyes locked onto mine. "Not anymore." Cover art by nini! ★ (yunivrz) @fuchuu_ on X! Be sure to check out their profile & other art projects they've done! ***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own any of these characters except the ones I created for the purpose of this story. All original characters like Flame, Wemmbu, Parrot, and Spoke are all not my own and this is merely a fanfiction. I have taken inspiration from the Unstable SMP- so be sure to check it out on Youtube!

«قوتابخانەکەی پێشووم خۆش دەوێ... نەدەبوو هەرگیز بگەڕێمەوە ئەو شوێنە نەفرەتییە... لەوێ، خراپەکارێک چاوەڕێی منی دەکرد... ئەو ڕۆژەی تێپەڕیم لە دەرگای قوتابخانە، نەمدەزانی چارەنووسم دەستی پێکردووە. ئایا ژیانم بەرەو ڕووناکی دەڕوا... یان بەرەو تاریکییەک کە هەرگیز ڕێگای دەرچوونی لێ نییە؟»

Aaliyah has always lived by her rules - a serious, disciplined girl with exams to ace, dreams to chase, and a love for her friends and everything delicate in life. From the perfect henna on her hands to the careful planning of events, she thrives in order, in beauty, in quiet control. Ayzaan Hameed Al-Rashid, on the other hand, is the exact opposite. A force of nature wrapped in wealth, power, and unshakable confidence. A soldier and a general and a prince soon to be a king with a heart caged by anger, a man who commands respect and bends the world around him - yet knows no one can truly reach him. When their worlds unexpectedly collide in Kano - at a wedding, amidst laughter, celebrations, and family drama - neither of them knows how much their lives are about to change. She's tasked with caring for her best friend, managing delicate traditions, and navigating the excitement of girls' night and henna designs. He's reluctantly attending a wedding he didn't even want to come to, moving at a speed faster than the world can catch, commanding attention with every glance, every word, every action. A handful of events. Endless sparks. Friendships tested. Loyalties challenged. And in the middle of it all, Aaliyah and Ayzaan begin to see each other - not as strangers, not as acquaintances, but as forces that could either collide or entwine. In a city where traditions meet modern chaos, where families hold power and secrets, and where one glance can change everything, how will two completely different worlds survive... or succumb to the pull between them? Romance. Drama. Friendship. Power. Chaos. Step into a world where nothing is simple, and hearts don't follow the rules.

I sat there looking at my reflection in the mirror all ready to be married. That was not the only thing I was ready for. "Aadya the groom ran away!!" A panicked relative of mine dashed into the room informing. I smiled secretly hearing the news. Finally I would be free from this marriage drama. My mother came in followed by my brother and said "The marriage will still happen. Only your GROOM WILL BE REPLACED - Arjun Rajvansh." I looked at mother in shock. Wait this was not in the plan. _________________________________________ •Aadya Chauhan Sweet, silent and savage Beautiful Brown girl who is insecure. Love a familiar yet foreign feeling for her - Familiar because she loved everyone - Foreign because she didn't receive it back until her life took drastic turn when she met her replaced groom who replaced sadness and loneliness in her life with his Love. •Arjun Rajvansh Cold to the world but soft with his loved ones. A Handsome hunk in search of true love which he found in her. He was whipped for her. He wanted to make her his, to fill her life with his love. Explore the ups and downs of Aadya and Arjun's story. A beautiful love story which will leave you squealing and blushing !!