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there was one thing people shared, separating them more until lines were drawn and could not be crossed again... THEIR HATRED it was a forearm muscles appearing cut from the stone, thought of violence and humiliation that played out fantasies, the black mood that no one can dispel. But they were foolish, they couldn't see the invisible Love that layed inside of them Passionate, Intense, Beautiful, and Perfect. He could have the world but all he wanted was her.

This is a mature, slow-burn dark romance. And it's indulgent with the plot. His hands. The thing she hated most was when she started craving his touch. She'd would even go so far to admit that she worshipped his hands. Cruel and bloodied as they'd always be, she loved when he touched her with them. And no, the marks on her necks were never from his hands but only from his lips, his teeth. The hungry way he took her, completely sober and focused on wanting for her to feel pleasure couldn't compare to any drink or drug she could try to drown herself in. It was there when he'd brush the hair out of her face, or gently rest his hands on any part of her. Worshipping, adoring, owning her. It was intoxicating yet, in a twisted way, so sobering. She was no fool. She knew this was all a sickness. More than a rented whore, and less than a wedded wife. A being he possessed with passion but on whim could deny it all and leave stranded. It was a vicious predicament. And yet, she accepted that she let it happen.

Ahana and Manvika met in New York and became soul sisters. Ahana, an orphan, never experienced a parent's love, while Manvika had a family that never cared for her. Despite their painful pasts, they became each other's strength. But a horrific accident changed their lives forever. The tragedy left Ahana needing facial reconstruction surgery-giving her an identical face to Manvika. Now, Ahana lives as Manvika, hiding her true identity. Meanwhile, the real Manvika was left paralyzed, losing half of herself, including her voice, as her vocal cords were damaged beyond repair. Ahana concealed the truth, while Manvika, drowning in self-hatred, wished for death. But can love find its way back to them? Will they ever get the justice they deserve?

She had no clue till she was needed. Kept in the dark her whole life but then they needed her. She was ordinary but then a life she forgot calls her to go from school work to working with the government. But that didn't mean she hasn't made enemy's. EDITED VERSION

DRAMA ( written in english) she was a soldier . He was a soldier .but she was lucky and Royal 🥀 The female soldiers fall in love with the male soldier leader.. but unlucky her.. fate cause the male soldier and princess of the empire were in love .. A story... Explaining about how the better one is choose infront of the good one ! This story is all written on my imagination.. beinging to the end ... Enjoy it .. Some images are also added in between to make you imagine better!! Thanks ❤️‍🩹

She and her sketch book She in her another world, She was strong, she was mean, she only spoke the truth. why so silent? Him, he was charming, handsome and kind girls drooling over him yet fell for the ice queen? "why did you hide it from me?" "to protect you!"

She broke his heart. She left him when he needed her the most. She was the most precious thing he'd ever had but to her he was just someone she passed time with. He swore off love and waited until the day she'd be at his mercy, then he'd make her pay for leaving him. She didn't want to leave him but she had no choice. He was her life Without him, she saw no happy ending. She made a choice that will forever haunt her but it was to save him. She prayed they never cross paths again, but fate will have it differently. Four years later and she has to answer to him as her boss. Four years later he meets the woman who mercilessly broke his heart. She's no longer the bubbly young girl he once knew. And he's no longer the sweet Angel she once loved. She was broken and He was a monster.

She fell first but he fell harder, he crave for her existence.. - but you never loved me ,did you.. In no second he pin me against the wall , caging me between getting too close to me that i can see his eyes getting red and veins popping on his neck and hands clearly showing how much he is holding back - and never will He said before capturing my lips and devouring them like he needed this since his whole life...

[DISCLAIMER: I wrote this in 2015 when I was fourteen. Take from that what you will.] [age of ultron] "She was gold. From the specks of the metal in her eyes to her Midas touch. You can't control her. Fire ran through her veins and ice covered her skin. She was gold. And he was silver."

"Their wedding kiss tasted of war-cold, venomous, and laced with the promise of destruction." "In a world where love was a weakness, they were each other's greatest threat." "Bound by vows, divided by blood, and doomed to fall-together or apart." "She didn't need a knight; she needed a monster cruel enough to stand beside her." "Their love wasn't poetry-it was a gunfight, a storm, a war they had no choice but to win."