Adele knows she witnessed a murder - what she doesn't know is just how personal it is. ***** A girl was brutally murdered in the basement of a sorority house in spring 2011. Adele Theroux thinks she saw the killer - and the killer definitely saw her. What she doesn't know is why this all happened and who this guy is. As she tries to solve the mystery from a distance while in witness protection, the connections keep getting weirder and more personal. Might she be able to relate to the killer in a way that no one else can? And what does that mean about her own psyche? *2019 Watty Award for Mystery/Thriller* [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque

IT HAS A BIT OF MATURE CONTENT. Tanvi Rao, a 25 year old simple and sweet girl who is an English teacher in a reputed school. Staying in Jaipur, she is really happy-go-lucky girl who is an apple of the eye of her parents. She falls in love with Arjun at first sight. Arjun Singhania, a 27 year old arrogant but handsome Greek God. Girls are after him but he hates them. Staying in Jaipur, he is the owner of Singhania Enterprises. A past incident of his life has turned him to a cold-hearted businessman who despise girls. What will happen when the wonderful parents of Tanvi and Arjun will get them married? Will Arjun fall for the charms of Tanvi? Will Tanvi be able to handle Arjun's anger? It shall contain mature language and lots of steamy romance. Let's join their journey to know this. This is my first story so please support me.

"You might not know it yet, Zara. But ever since I saw you in that gas station, I knew you and me were destined for each-other. I knew you'd change my life. Don't deny it. Don't push me away. You want me, and it's killing you." ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- Zara Collins. The grump that doesn't believe in love. Aiden Carter. The sunshine that believes life is too short for love. When two worlds collide of broken people that never received true love. How will they react? [DUAL POV] 1- #schoolromance (8/19/22) 1- #football (10/7/22) 1- #prepschool (11/9/22)

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

The Right person, The Wrong time. The Right Script, The Wrong line. The Right poem, The Wrong rhyme. And a Piece of you that was never Mine. Or may be it was... For she will Forever be HIS always -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- May be it was Destined? May be it had to go wrong! May be there was a plan! May be it is not how it was supposed to be. but May be amongst all this chaos THERE WAS A GIRL NAMED HIS!

life is really unfair for her. when she start accepting the fact that she has lost her love forever and now have to live with this brutual reality of the world..... He again came back to her life as the person with whom her sister in law is madly in love and can go to any extent to have him for herself completely. She know he had a plan to avenge himself but she loves both of them and now have to decide whom or what to choose. Join Rashi Banssl in her journey of love........ hate........ revenge....... sacrifices and again love....

" Why ? Do you have any issues with it ? Are you feeling jealous over those girls whom I slept with ? " he laughed cynically looking straight into my eyes. Those eyes sends shivers down my spine. I remained silent with my trembling body. " You...... I told you several times..... be in your limits. Then what was that drama ? " He raised his eyebrows and gave me a pathetic look. Before I could say something his right hand fell on my face. I expected a slap so I shut my eyes tightly. " You are sold to me girl, you know what does that mean..... right ? " I squealed with pain when he squeezed my cheeks pressing my head towards the wall behind me. " Don't try to act smart if you don't want your family to end up on road. People who cheats me.... Neither I won't let them live even by begging on streets " he came more close to my face and continued " Nor..... I won't let them die. " I looked at him with my bloodshot eyes. I couldn't find a bit of humanity in him. Sometimes I wished he could see my pain. " You can just watch them by becoming a helpless daughter who can only cry. But always remember don't even dare to make a sound " he patted on my cheeks with a dirty scoff and pushed me like a trash. " Dev........ " I heard his lover calling him by banging on the door. He stood in front of me like a huge pillar and corrected his suit perfectly not leaving a fold. " Follow me like an obedient wife " before opening the door he ordered not even bothered to look back. I quickly stood from floor and corrected my face to become his perfect wife. Again I am going to be on stage to perform my character as Mrs Devadatta Pratap Singh Rathore Behind the success of every man there will be a woman, in same way behind his failure also there will be a woman's hands. Things get dirty when that hand belongs to his wife itself. She never intended to hurt anyone but the wound inside her heart was something deep and she had to hurt him........ because he is a beast.

" You are really beautiful Nivi...... oh I am sorry Actually it slipped out accidentally. I heard your mom addressing you as Nivi that's why " when this man sitting in front of me who is handsome and damn hot addressed me as Nivi all those hatred with which I came to meet him blown away. My eyes becomes soft and wet. I quickly put my head down and looked at floor to hide those stupid tears. Siddarth Singh Khurana, most prominent business tycoon of South Asia.Current head of Khurana's business empire. Most eligible bachelor, youngest and successful business man. " I think I can't even imagine any other girl beside me as my bride other than you " his deep husky voice made a tingling sensation all over my body. why this is happening to me? I came to say a no for this marriage whoever he is. I stopped dreaming about my future then why I am having second thoughts now. He remembers me of a person whom I really miss. The way he called my name as Nivi was enough for me to break that stone wall inside my heart. " Nivedita look at me once." I slowly raised my head and met his dark eyeballs. " I promise you I won't let you regret this marriage. I will give all happiness for you. At first it was just a business marriage for me but after meeting you I got admired by your simplicity. please say yes" he looked at me with those hopeful eyes. I didn't say anything but I nod my head as yes and he was overwhelmed by my yes. " Thank you, thank you so much " he held my both hands and said. ................ This was the last happiest conversation I remember which I has with my so called husband who is now laying on his bed and beating out of shit from me. I regret that each and every moment when I agreed for this marriage. I can't even cry loudly to forget this immense pain all over my body because if he heard my sound he might kill me and I can't die like at any cost. I need to survive and I don't know like what I did to this family they are treating me like a shit.

Manik Shah, 26, the son of the richest diamond merchant in India, is dating his best friend's sister. But with fates rolling their dice continuously, his grandfather dies and in his will, he declared Manik the heir to his whole empire, provided that he acts as a guardian to a girl child, Roshni. Manik, on meeting her, realises, she is not exactly a child. Now, he is living in Surat, in close proximity to this girl-who-is-not-a-child, and away from her girlfriend. He is slowly getting attracted to her... But is it right, when she is so young and above all his ward? Hell no! It is forbidden. Now he is in a dilemma, should he keep trying to maintain this relationship with his girlfriend even though they are losing their spark? Or should he get into a forbidden and slightly scandalous one which will, though, make both Manik and Roshni happy?

There was something in her, someting that made me fall more and more for her each passing day. She looks like an angel sent from the heavens above. She's like a drug, if I don't see her for even a day then I would go insane, something would feel so empty from inside. I wanted to approach her, I wanted to talk to her and tell her my feelings, but in my case that isn't possible. That's why she's the girl I admire from afar and I will make sure to keep it that way. Want to know his reasons of being away from her? Want to know if they end up together? Read to find out!