"You don't need to pretend, Zoya!" Logan shouted over the radio noise.

Zoya's heart ached as she tucked in her lips, wishing she could turn back time to when she was a teenager. She was baffled by how the only man she had ever loved could cause her such heartbreak, one that couldn't be diagnosed under an X-ray machine.

In the past ten years, Zoya had invested her time and emotions into the marriage, neglecting her own needs and desires.

Her parents had never supported her relationship with Logan, advising her to focus on her studies when she was just 16. But she had threatened to run away, using her status as an only child to force them to accept her early marriage.

After graduating high school, Logan convinced her to become a full-time housewife. Initially, the marriage was perfect, with Logan taking her on dates, shopping sprees, and vacations. He swept her off her feet, and she abandoned her plans for further education.

However, as Logan became a successful business tycoon, their time together became limited. Whenever she complained about his late nights, he would wrap his arms around her and give her a gentle squeeze, silencing her protests.

Now, Zoya felt a tiny bump in her stomach, followed by a sour pain, but she remained silent. "I can go on a three-month trip," she bargained, her voice discreet but frail.

Logan's response was a dirty smirk, and he leaned forward, staring deeply into her eyes. "My sweet pretensions, Zoya, I don't need you to think for me or go on a vacation."

Zoya felt rejection crawling into her shattered heart, wondering if their love boat had crashed long ago. She remembered her father's fury ten years ago, her mother's attempts to pacify him, and how her father had blocked all communications with her after the wedding.

"Can't you give us a try?" she asked, her voice sounding like a plea.

Logan's lips moved closer to her ears, his words barely audible. "Taste changes, people move on." He shrugged expressively, and Zoya saw his mouth move but couldn't hear properly due to her own emotional deafness.

She crawled on the floor, begging him not to end their marriage, desperate to save it. Logan stepped on her hands, grinding on them in circles, and Zoya swallowed the pain.

He stumbled back, spat on her injured hand, and threw divorce papers on her lap. "It's over, Zoya. Keep the house; I don't want to be stuck in the disgusting memories you've forced on me over the years. Sign that, and I'll have someone collect it in the morning."

With that, Logan turned and walked out of the house, leaving Zoya shattered and alone.

In the scorching deserts of Alkuthban and the unrelenting cold of Thalabed, "Our Dune of Stars" tells a gripping tale of love, survival, betrayal and high-stakes politics.

Princess Aisha's life takes an unexpected turn when she's bound to the enigmatic Abyad Prince, Hassan, in a marriage meant to halt the tides of war between their lands. But as ancient rivalries resurface and re bels plot against her, Aisha must navigate treacherous terrain to ensure her own survival.

Hostility and danger lurk at every corner as Aisha and Hassan grapple with a union neither chose. Rebels' shadows loom large, and a daring attack thrusts Aisha into a perilous situation. Meanwhile, unrest simmers as a new menace emerges: the power-hungry Kingdom of Mortar. Tragedy strikes, leaving Aisha bereaved and burdened with leadership as Mortar's forces advance.

"Our Dune of Stars" weaves a mesmerizing tapestry of Aisha's journey from pawn to commander, entwining her fate with that of Hassan and the destiny of their realms. Their hearts, like the shifting sands, hold secrets and conflicts that mirror the battles waged on the battlefield. As loyalty is tested and alliances falter, Aisha's quest becomes one of self-discovery, resilience, and the pursuit of a harmonious world.

Meera you are mine and only mine nobody can seprete you and me not even you get that in your preety head" said nivaan by entering my personal space ,i can feel his breath near my lips i can see the possessive ,anger and obsession and some unknown emotions in his green eyes."Come out of your la la land mr dreamer and I am not a property you can hold and declare it your's I am an individual not an object and next time dont ypu try to enter my personal space ever again " and i said this looking straight into his eyes then try to push him with all my strength but he blocked my hand bend down and pick me up in bridal style in his arms and take me to temple and cut his hand so blood were flowing like river and filled my hairline with his blood

The days when a royal family started to live with their responsibilities, learn from mistakes, and keep the love burning.

since: 2018 - ongoing

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I started this story way back in 2018 and first published in watty. But I had a busy life so I ended up abandoning it there and unpublished eventually. I feel bad since some say it has potential so, I will post it here for archive purposes and try to complete it.

Phoenix and Zayne had always been best friends, but when Zayne got engaged to her sister, things got a little grey. Even more so when a year later, and a week before the wedding, their entire village burns to the ground, taking the 'soon-to-be' bride with it.

In a race against time to the capital, Phoenix and Zayne will forge new alliances, make new enemies, and have to come to terms that in life, you can't have everything you want, even when there is nothing holding you back other than your own personal morals.

Phoenix will  have to learn that not everything is as it seems and even people you trust the most will stick a knife in your back.

Follow Phoenix through this twisting adventure through the Southern Province with her 'would-be' brother-in-law at her side.

A baby is abandoned in the Spirit's Forrest...Fate leads her to discover her lineage as a Sea Maiden...Mira grows up with the LeVane family, aware from the beginning of just how different she was. Because of where she was found as a baby, she is forbidden from being a part of the village church. From the very start she knew she was different. As a child she makes friends with a playful spirit, and as she grows older she becomes physically ill when she is not near water. Fate leads her to discover her lineage as a Sea Maiden.

Elisabeth’s life changed when she was chosen to marry the Emperor. She had no idea what dangerous awaited her in the game of politics, nor that the future of the Empire would rest in the balance.