Suniti 123
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Rebirth of the Departed soul
Fantasy Raj, a handsome, smart, arrogant, jovial guy who loves music, is the CEO of the Kapoor chain of hotels and industries and has a beautiful sister and a loving mother. He falls in love with his beautiful secretary Sujata and marries her. Sujata is a beautiful, intelligent, manipulative, and witty girl.
Unintentionally Raj is to be blamed for Sujata's father's death. Under mysterious conditions, he dies just after his marriage. With Raj out of the picture, Sujata gets the opportunity to avenge her father's death, and she manages to snatch everything from Raj‘s sister. Sujata even manipulates Raj’s sister Simmi and marries her to her brother Naman, who is a widower and has a son.
After Raj’s death, Sujata gives birth to his son, Abhimanyu. Abhimanyu, like his father, loved music and was gifted with a melodious voice.
Destiny brings him back to his native place where his path is crossed by his long lover Pankhuri. Even Simmi meets her long-forgotten love, Sanjay.
Nature takes its course and Abhimanyu remembers his past birth and comes to know the secret of his death.
Will he be able to avenge his death and disclose how he died? Will Simmi reunite with her lover? Let us go through their journey to know the answers.
The Prince's Bride
Billionaires Jaivardhan Singh Rathore the prince of Jaisalmer and the CEO of the Rathore group of industries is an handsome ,arrogant, rude businessman, but he has another side that only his close ones and loved ones know. A loving, caring, and jovial person. He was every girl's dream husband. Everything changed when his wife died during childbirth leaving a daughter behind. He shut himself from everything and committed himself to his daughter.
Due to his parents' pressure and for the sake Jai Var of his daughter, he gave his consent for remarriage. He wants to marry a girl who would take care of his daughter as his own. As any girl would consider herself lucky to be his wife. For this, he sets a plan and executes it.
Anaira is an intelligent, loving, caring, and easygoing orphan girl who lives with her father's friend. He considers her his daughter but his wife doesn't agree. She is pursuing an MBA degree and wants to complete her studies to find a decent job that would help her in leaving her uncle's house.
Alas! Life doesn't go as predicted. She is dumbstruck when one day she comes to know that she is not a poor person who is pitied but tables have turned around and she is the lost princess. From rags to riches.
Eventually both of them come together and unearth the secrets which were hidden in the Royal Chest. Secrets which would turn the course of their lives .
My Heart Belongs to You
Billionaires Viren the ML of the story who doesn't believe in romantic commitment. Living in NYC for a long time and his past experiences gave strength to his belief. He is the only son of the biggest industrialist Rai Bahadur. He is the CEO of the company. He is a ruthless businessman for the outer world but was very considerate and loving where his family matters or the persons he loved were involved. Viren is the most desired bachelor. He was tall and well-built with sharp features. Girls would die to have him.
Due to his past baggage, he didn't have faith in commitments, love, and marriage.
Priya, a middle-class girl, and assistant to Rai Bahadur was a chirpy, soft-hearted girl who could do anything for her family. She was a beauty with brains. She was fair with big doe-like eyes, thin pink lips, and long black hair.
What will happen when both of them are tied in a contract marriage for one year.?
One can not control whom to fall in love with, and the same happens with them. They fell in love with each other. Oblivious to each other 's feelings, they continued their awkward, unwanted relationship.
Circumstances take a turn and they decide to dissolve their marriage. With mutual consent, they file for divorce. After being separated they realize their feelings. Will they continue divorcing after realizing their feelings or would they come together?
"Why are you so skeptical since the morning You can share your problems with me"
"It is nothing, Viren Ji. Just a little bit "
"Priya, you know you can trust me. Maybe we can help each other."
"I didn't get what you wanted to confide in."
"Tell me your problem then only I can give you a solution."
"My sister is pregnant and her in-laws want five million and then only they will take her back. My brother is in his final year, which makes me the only bread earner of the family. Not only this last month my father suffered a stroke so his medical expenses are there. My salary barely meets the end. I had applied for a loan but today the bank has rejected it as there was nothing to give them as security." she spoke in between the sobs.
Just then the server arrived with their order. Priya composed herself. The food was served. Priya ate only a little bit; she was way too depressed to eat but Viren forced her to eat. Viren ordered dessert for both of them.
" Priya, I can arrange for the money you need. For that, you have to marry me on paper. Rest now as you were the one handling it for me. Dad is in critical condition and his only wish is to see me settled. You can think it over and reply to me in the next two days. As I had said we both can help each other only if you want."
Join their journey of twists and turns to know about them.
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Reborn To Swap Husbands With My Sister
Culprit The sensation of falling wasn't like flying; it was heavy, violent, and smelled of burning flesh. Above us, on the crumbling balcony of the Sears manor, Duke Cato Sears turned his back, shielding his cousin Bianca from the smoke as he walked away, leaving my sister Blossom and me to drop into the abyss.
As the darkness slammed shut like an iron door, I realized my entire life had been a cruel script written by the people I called family.
In my first life, I was the sacrificial lamb of the Dawson manor, sold to a man who eventually watched me die without blinking. My sister Blossom had pushed me into Cato's arms to avoid his rumors, only to laugh when the fire finally consumed us both. My father had measured my value like a piece of livestock, and my step-grandmother didn't even acknowledge my existence while I was being led to the slaughter.
I died in that fire, feeling the heat scorch my skin and the weight of a hatred so potent it tasted like bile. I spent twenty years being the weak, manipulated shadow of a girl, only to end up as nothing more than a phantom scorch mark on a "hero's" estate.
I couldn't understand why my own blood treated my life like a game they could discard. The injustice of it all burned hotter than the flames that took my last breath.
Then, I sat up, sucking in air that tasted of lavender and air conditioning, not smoke. I was back in my bedroom, three days before the engagement ball that ruined my life. Blossom stood at the door, her "sweet" mask slipping as she tried to manipulate me into the Duke's path again.
She thought she was the only one who had come back, but she didn't realize that this time, I was going to let her have exactly what she wanted: the Duke, the bankruptcy, and the living hell that awaited her in that house. SEX DEMON, SEX ADDICT AND OTHER ADULT COMPILATION STORIES
sunny john there are thirty-three stories in this compilation"
synonyms: collection, selection, anthology, treasury, compendium, album, corpus, miscellany, pot-pourri, miscellanea, garland, ana, collectanea, analects, florilegium Reborn A Dazzling Girl
Kirk Akcay Emberly, an esteemed scientist of the Imperial Federation, took her own life after completing important research.
She was reborn, and just like in her first life, she was born into a wealthy family.
She could’ve lived a carefree and prosperous life. However, the babies got mixed up in the hospital and she was taken home by another family from the countryside. Her foster parents later found out the truth and brought her to her real family, but they didn’t like her. Her evil adopted sister even loathed her. She was framed and ultimately, she died in prison.
But in her next life, she refused to stay a coward and swore she would take revenge on all who wronged her. She would only care about those who were truly good to her and turn a blind eye to her heartless family.
In one life, she had once experienced darkness and been trampled upon like an ant. In another, she had stood on top of the world. This time, she only wished to live for herself.
As if a switch had gone on inside of her, she suddenly became the best at everything she put her mind to. He won the math contest, topped the college entrance exams, and solved an age old question... Later, she garnered countless scientific research achievements. People who had once slandered her and looked down on her cried bitterly and begged her for a patent authorization.
She just sneered at them. No way!
This was a world without faith, but the world put their faith in her.
Austin, the heir to a powerful aristocratic family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and decisive. He scared anyone who laid eyes on him. Unbeknownst to everyone, he doted on one woman: Emberly. Nobody knew that his desire for her grew stronger with every passing day.
She brought light to his originally dull and gloomy life.
His Betrayal, Her Rebirth
Waterfront View My career as a marketing strategist was unstoppable.
Then Chloe Davis walked in, a new hire with a smile too bright and a chilling claim: "I'm a reborn person."
She started "predicting" disasters-a major client product failure, a restaurant fire-events that strangely came true, catapulting her to prophet status.
Suddenly, my data-driven expertise meant nothing.
My promotion, the one I had earned, was given to Chloe.
When I confided in my boyfriend and colleague, Mark, about resigning, he looked at me with cold eyes: "Mr. Thompson will think you' re a flight risk. That you' re bitter."
The next day, as I prepared to quit, Mr. Thompson confronted me with fake emails, expertly crafted by Mark, showing me colluding with our biggest rival.
My resignation was refused; instead, I was publicly demoted to administrative duties, stripped of my dignity.
Mark, my supposed partner, stood by Chloe, a triumphant smirk on his face.
The humiliation was a physical weight, pushing me to the brink.
In my previous life, consumed by despair, I took my own life on the marble steps of the agency that had once been my dream.
But then, my eyes snapped open.
I was back in the conference room, listening to Chloe's chilling introduction: "I'm a reborn person."
This time, I wasn't going to be a victim. When Love Turns To Ash
Lila For love, I walked away from ancient power, trading immortality for a quiet life with my wife, Seraphina, and our daughter, Willow. We lived simply, off the grid, far from the world I once protected.
Then came the nightmare. A chilling premonition: Willow in agony, Julian Thorne's smirk in the shadows, and Seraphina, my wife, turning away. I knew I had to go back to the world I'd abandoned – to Seraphina' s opulent Sterling Order, to reclaim my lost power, my Heartwood Staff.
But instead of understanding, I found a stranger. Seraphina, cold and distant, dismissed my warnings, believed Julian's lies, and allowed him to frame me. My daughter and I were thrown into a desolate prison, starving, defenseless. My wife, the woman I sacrificed everything for, watched, indifferent.
I thought my heart was broken then. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared me for the moment Seraphina, my own wife, raised an arcane device and aimed it at our daughter. Willow' s scream still echoes in my soul. Her eyes… blinded by her own mother' s hand.
In that instant, lying broken and helpless, something awakened within me. Not the man I tried to be, but the ancient Guardian I was always meant to be. The Solstice Gala is tomorrow. I' m coming back for my reckoning. And this time, she won' t turn away. When The Dead Speak: Sarah's Journal
rabb I hovered, a restless spirit, above the opulent ballroom of the Fairmont Copley Plaza.
This grand wedding, shimmering with laughter and clinking champagne flutes, celebrated Ethan Astor and Olivia Miller.
It should have been my wedding to Ethan.
But I was dead, reduced to a convenient scandal weeks ago, my tragic "overdose" a footnote in their perfect lives.
Below, society whispered, calling me "difficult" and "ungrateful," while my adoptive parents, the Millers, who once tossed my few possessions like trash, warmly embraced their "true" daughter.
They believed Ethan' s carefully doctored photos and the lies that framed my fall from grace.
No one among these glittering guests knew about the Lupus eating me alive, the relentless pain, or the crushing exhaustion that ultimately consumed me.
They simply saw Sarah, the troubled heiress, a messy problem conveniently gone.
The injustice, the quiet suffering they willfully ignored, burned colder than my ghostly form.
Then, during what should have been Ethan' s charming speech, Olivia, the new bride, stood.
She held up a small, sleek USB drive, her eyes firm.
"I have something to share," she announced, her voice echoing.
"A final message. From Sarah."
My breath, if I had one, would have hitched.
My most private journal, my very words, were about to silence their celebration, with the police already waiting outside. Shocking Vengeance: War Goddess Returns
PageProfit Studio Once the cherished heiress of the Douglas family, she lost everything when her parents were brutally murdered and she was framed by her own blood. Labeled a criminal, she was cast into prison with no one to trust and nothing to her name.
Six years later, she returns-not as a broken woman, but as the Scarlet Valkyrie, the deadliest warrior in all of Juzora. Her aim is flawless, her signature weapon Manjusaka strikes without mercy, and her name alone sends tremors through the underworld.
With one hand, she saves her ailing grandmother with the precision of a master healer. With the other, she takes down Draco City's most ruthless criminals. But her true purpose is vengeance. Every debt owed, every wound inflicted, every lie told-she will settle them all, with interest.
The war goddess has returned. And the ones who wronged her are about to learn what it means to face the wrath of a legend. My Fiancé, My Murderer
Eydie Pfefferle The Greyhound bus hummed, a low rumble promising a new life at the Boeing apprenticeship program, far from this dead-end town.
My fiancé, Jake, stood blocking the bus depot doorway, radiating control, scanning the street for Brittany Smith.
But this wasn't the first time I'd lived this moment; in my last life, Jake’s hands had closed around my throat on our wedding night, his eyes blazing, blaming me for Brittany's tragic end.
Now, I was back at the same bus stop, and he was once again holding everyone’s acceptance letters and bus tickets hostage, waiting for her, wielding a Zippo as a silent threat.
He reveled in his power, convinced his County Commissioner father’s influence was an impenetrable shield, openly mocking our desperate hope to escape this town.
The chilling truth hit me like a physical blow: Jake was reborn too, seemingly to ensure Brittany’s success this time, but embodying a far more calculated cruelty.
Why was fate so twisted, bringing me back to this precise, suffocating moment of manipulation, when the memory of my horrific death still burned?
This time, I let my hand fall from his arm, a silent promise to myself that my feigned compliance was a trap he’d never see coming.
Because this time, I was playing a different game, armed with the precise knowledge to expose his family’s corruption and Brittany’s lies, ensuring their carefully constructed dreams would spectacularly collapse. Second Life, New Rules
Jin Yi My first life ended with the smell of cheap whiskey, a throbbing leg, and the bitter irony of my ex-wife' s golden boy getting the scholarship that should have been mine. I died alone, broke, and knowing I was a failure in the eyes of my kids and the woman I' d sacrificed everything for.
Then, I woke up. The sun was hot on my face, the air thick with popcorn, and I was nineteen again, in my football uniform, standing on the side of the road. It was the homecoming parade, the exact moment my life had been destroyed.
I saw Sabrina Johns, the town' s golden girl, laughing on the wobbly float. In my past life, I' d heroically saved her from that collapsing monstrosity, letting it crush my leg and shatter my future. That act of self-sacrifice led to a lifetime of misery, a marriage fueled by her guilt and my ruined dreams. She' d always despised me, painting me as a cripple who trapped her.
To my dying breath, I thought saving her was the beginning of our tragic story. I never knew my future was already stolen, my dreams already dead, long before the float ever fell. Did my sacrifice even matter? What twisted game was this?
This time, as the float lurched and the giant hornet head tilted, I didn't move forward. I stepped back. I was back, and this time, things would be different. 
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