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Girl Love Lovely Room

Room 309

A group of college friends returns to Shimla, where their lives were once changed by a mysterious and haunted hotel—Hillview Hotel. What was meant to be a carefree trip becomes a journey of self-discovery, friendship, and confronting their deepest fears. Prajwal, a budding writer, is accompanied by her loyal friends: the intuitive Swara, the confident Akshada, the prankster Anushka, the jokester Srushti, the topper besties Apurva and Swarali, the good-hearted Rutuja, the cheerful Khushi, and the ever-silly Akshara. As they revisit the Hillview Hotel, memories of the supernatural events that once left them terrified resurface, particularly the eerie and mysterious Room 309. However, this time, it is different. There are no ghosts haunting their steps—just the echoes of their past adventures. Amidst laughter, emotional bonding, and unexpected twists, Prajwal uncovers the healing power of writing and the unspoken stories that bind them all. Through her writing, she is reminded that stories—whether of ghosts or of friendships—never die; they live on in the hearts and minds of those who dare to remember. Room 309 is a tale of friendship, fear, love, and the stories we carry with us, long after the pages are turned. Prajwal’s journey as a writer mirrors her friendships’ evolution, reminding readers that every adventure, no matter how spooky or mysterious, has a lesson to teach. Join Prajwal, Swara, Akshada, Apurva, Swarali, Rutuja, Khushi, Akshara, Anushka, and Srushti as they confront their past, embrace the power of storytelling, and find the courage to face the unknown once again.
Prajwal_Kadlag · 18.4K Views

ETERNAL LOVE : A LOVE STORY

Ji Cheng stood beside her bed, staring at her face in wonder, questioning if it was real. A smile appeared on his lips as he saw her eyelashes fluttering, signaling that she was waking up. However, her reaction was far from what he had expected. “Pak!” He stared at her in shock, covering his face with his palm. Did she just slap him? Xie Ming's mouth opened in pure terror as she realized what she had done. She slapped the Emperor. The cruel and infamous Emperor of the Ji Dynasty? ‘Am I going to die again? I just came to this world; do I have to die again?’ .... Zhao Ming was the Empress of the Ji Dynasty, but in name only. Never treated or respected as the Empress and witnessing the worst of palace life, fate gave her another chance to shine. One day, when she opened her eyes, she found herself in unfamiliar surroundings—a world full of people using strange items, a world apart from hers. Will the Empress of the Ji Dynasty be able to survive in this competitive world? ** Xie Ming was the wife of the richest businessman in the country, with a reputation for being nothing but trash. She was labeled a rebellious brat and a shameless, lazy woman. When she opened her eyes one day, she found herself in a strange world. Holy Sh*t! She had become the Empress of the Ji Dynasty. Can this rebellious, shameless, lazy woman adjust to the cruel, strict palace world? Will she change, or will she change the world instead? Can the Emperor get used to her being proactive in every single thing? Even in bed? The Emperor dotes on his wife to the point that she feels exhausted. How can a man be this cute? It should be illegal for men to be this cute. ... She pushed him onto the bed and sat on his body, looking at him with her tempting eyes. “Zhao Ming, what... what are you doing?” “Shh... Your Majesty, you just need to relax. I will do all the work.” She leaned in and sealed his lips with her moist lips, making him crave her even more. Can the switch between Zhao Ming, the Empress of Ji Dynasty, and Xie Ming, a known rebellious troublemaker in modern times, bring a spark to the lives of those around them and unveil the hidden connection between them? ..... Instagram: @kamlyn_love Discord: https://discord.gg/NTPCE7YZm7 Join the server to connect with me and fellow readers.
Kamlyn · 8.3M Views

A girl an A boy, Blood & Love

This world is not just adorned with rolling hills, winding rivers, and vast forests—it is also steeped in an unending history of war. In the beginning, all things coexisted in harmony. That was until humans set foot on this land. They carved out territories, built mighty kingdoms, and from there, a rigid hierarchy took root. Kings reigned at the pinnacle of power, nobles ruled with arrogance, commoners endured in silence, and slaves languished in chains of despair. But humans were not the sole inhabitants of this world. Alongside them thrived countless other mysterious races: Elves, graced with ethereal beauty and superior intellect; Beastmen, endowed with razor-sharp instincts and raw strength; Mermaids, enigmatic beings lurking beneath the waves; and many more. Between them lay fragile treaties, alliances laced with distrust, and hostilities simmering beneath the surface—all weaving a grand tapestry of power struggles and betrayal. In this world, the sword was more than just a weapon; it was a symbol of honor and supremacy. A single master swordsman could alter the fate of an entire dynasty, and only the strongest could carve their names into the annals of history. But history was a cycle. Kingdoms rose and crumbled, dynasties flourished and fell. People believed that, no matter how fierce the storm, everything would eventually return to its destined order. Until the birth of that girl. Bang! The doors to the great hall burst open, slamming against the walls with a thunderous crash. The air trembled, candle flames flickering as if stirred by an unseen force. "Hurry! Report at once!" A guard rushed in, his face pale, breath ragged. His armor, damp with sweat, clung to his body as if he had sprinted from the city gates without pausing for even a moment. At the center of the hall, the king—a middle-aged man with eyes as sharp as a blade—slowly set his goblet down. Silence gripped the room as all eyes turned toward the breathless messenger. "Speak," the king commanded, his voice calm yet laced with an unmistakable undercurrent of danger. The guard swallowed hard, his voice unsteady. "Your Majesty… Prophet Babade… she passed away moments after delivering her final prophecy!" A heavy silence descended. A few officials exchanged uneasy glances, and the king’s gaze darkened ever so slightly. "What?" His voice was quiet, yet its weight was undeniable. "Explain." The guard bowed his head, his fists clenched in a futile attempt to steady himself. "Your Majesty… before she died, she left behind one last prophecy. A prophecy that will shake the world to its core." The air grew thick with tension. "What did she say?" the king demanded, his voice now a low growl. The guard inhaled sharply, then uttered the words that would send ripples across the world: "A new era is upon us. And with it… the very survival of humanity will be threatened—by a child."
Charles_Quan · 2.3K Views
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