The heaven and hell were not at their best terms. Though god tried his best to keep everything at peace, some of his near ones did not like Lucifer's behaviour which was getting cruel day by day. They wanted to permanently erase his existence. But they knew it wasn't possible. Because now Lucifer was not someone whom God could tame and control. He had become more powerful now and his powers were increasing day by day. God decided to call Lucifer to the heaven for a meeting so that he could try and convince him. And then, in the heavens, he saw her. She was created by all gods and goddesses coming together. She was made to be the purest soul ever. All the love and kindness of the gods and the whole universe was within her because God wanted to see what will the purest soul be like. And so they had created her. An immortal. Pure. Beautiful. Innocent soul. She was the most precious thing to God and the heavens. Everyone loved her. But, HE WANTED HER. AND HE ALWAYS GETS WHAT HE WANTS. THE LUCIFER WANTED AN ANGEL. THE AUTHOR DOES NOT WANT TO HURT ANY RELIGION OR FAITH. THIS BOOK IS A WORK OF FICTION AND IMAGINATION. ALL THE NAMES USED IN THE BOOK HAVE NO RELATION WITH THE ACTUAL PERSONALITIES AND IF FOUND THEN PLEASE CONSIDER IT AS COINCIDENCE.

" This a warning to all the boys present here that riya sharma of third year is my girl, so better stay away from her. whether intentionally or unintentionally you come near MY girl then better find a place to hide. AND dare anyone tell her about this warning! I hope I am clear to each one of you. " *silence* RIYA SHARMA, AN EXCEPTIONALLY BEAUTY WITH BRAINS. FAMILY'S PRINCESS , FRIEND'S SWEETHEART AND "SOMEONE'S" BABY GIRL. ARJUN SINGH WELL KNOWN BUSINESS MAN. HANDSOME AS HELL. A CRUEL -RUTHLESS MAN WITH NO EXPRESSIONS BUT VERY POSSESIVE FOR THE PEOPLE WHOM HE CARES FOR! so what happens when these two accidentally cross each other. LET'S READ TO FIND OUT! . *fast updates* Guys this is not a typical Indian book! I hope you enjoy reading! :)

❌*MATURE CONTENT*❌ WARNING: This book holds Graphic sexual content Non-consensual sex Violence Trigger content . 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙, 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛, 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝐵𝐸 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑆𝐴𝑀𝐸 𝐴𝐺𝐴𝐼𝑁. 𝐻𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑎𝑦. 𝐻𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒.𝐻𝑒 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝐵𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐻𝐸𝑅. 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔? PLAGIARISM IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED 🚫 All the characters are FICTIONAL including the story itself.

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Dev, he saw the same dream every night, the same beautiful curly haired girl, looking at him with those pleading pair of eyes, but he could do nothing to save her from drowning. He tried to avoid this weird attraction towards an imaginary girl, tried to fight the growing pain inside him but what did he do when the girl from his dreams came into his life like a gust of wind? He settled to his instincts. Instincts that made him borderline obsessive. Rik, he learned to control the pain, the dream didn't bother him anymore the way it bothered his twin brother, at least that's what he told himself, that the suffocations are normal, that not finding peace at anything was normal, that painting the picture of her and keeping them secret was normal. He hated her for disturbing his peace of mind, until the day he saw her from the very front. And then he knew he will do anything to have her in his life. Teressa, being ignorant to everything, dived into a world that took her back to the darkest part of her life. A life that kept following her from the past, along with the twin brothers. The more she learnt the more pain she felt it. The growing emotion, that led her towards the truth. A curse that knew no bounds, started pulling them together without their knowledge. _________________________________________ UNDER MAJOR EDITING. ● PLEASE NOTE : The pictures/videos or songs, none of these belong to me. I have borrowed them from Google or YouTube for the sole purpose of sharing some of my imaginations related to this story to my readers. ●The book cover is made by me with the help of various pictures taken from Google and other sources. Hence, please don't use or steal it, without my permission. ● And also this story is my own, my first. I am putting my heart into it, so please don't copy it at any circumstances. Your feedbacks are welcome but it would be nice if you don't be vulgar. Love.♥️ Started on - 15/07/2020 Completed on - 22/01/2022.

It was a rainy night when a girl was running away from a farm house. Her hair which once looked perfect was now a total mess. She wanted to run away from that man who tried to force himself on her. Suddenly she heard a loud voice of horn of a car which stopped just in front of her. Till this moment her body was shivering because of fear but when she saw the face of the person coming out of the car she threw herself on him. The tears she was holding from so long started falling down her chubby cheeks. "Rana sa he...... he tried to", she was unable to complete her sentence because of her hiccups. At the same moment she heard the voice of her kidnapper making her shake in her lover's arms. "Give this bitch to me", he yelled making her close her eyes listening to his dirty words about her. Before she could react she heard a gun shot which made her turn but before she could turn completely Ekansh pulled her face in his chest and breathed her scent to calm himself. "He is gone angel. You are safe now", he said but realised that his angel lost her consciousness. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aadya the definition of purity and innocence. Her dark brown eyes becoming a living proof of her innocence and naivety. Having loving and caring parents, brothers and grandparents she is apple of everyone's eyes. But unknowingly this angel caught the eyes of 'the devil' who wants her at any cost. She became his biggest obsession. Rana Ekansh Pratap Singh, the crown prince of Udaipur, cold and dominating as his father well known from his other name 'Devil'. He is having everything but still he wants something more precious. The innocence of his angel, his future queen.

✨☾🌙☽✨ "I will not go back with you." Her voice wavered between rage and pure despair. "I will go back to my life. My house. Mohsin" ✨☾🌙☽✨ "There is no place in this world," he sneered, "no depth, no height, no abyss where you can run. The ocean will not swallow you. The deserts will not hide you. The mountains will whisper your name, and the winds will carry it back to me. I have told you before, in the end, it will always be us." "You and I, for as long as time dares to exist. You and I, until the stars burn out. In this life, in the next, in the one beyond heaven and earth-you will still be mine." ✨☾🌙☽✨ Heroes always win, securing their happy endings. Villains always lose, doomed to an unhappy fate. But what if you're both the hero and the villain of your own story? What kind of ending would you deserve then? Read to find out how in his obsession for Shafaq, Justin becomes the villain of his own story. She is his entire world, and he doesn't care for anyone else-not his family, not hers. If caring for her family brings her closer to him, he will be the most devoted guardian, bending over backwards to win their favour. But the moment he senses even the faintest threat that they might stand between him and Shafaq, his devotion turns into ruthlessness. Justin will stop at nothing to keep her by his side, even if it means burning bridges, breaking bonds, or tearing the world apart. Shafaq has to be his or no one's..... #Ambassadors pick in Humour for Month of March 2025

*CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING* There she was shaking her hips side to side as if she was putting on a private show for him. He stood there staring at her intently as if she was the most exquisite thing he'd ever seen. But the poor little girl was oblivious to his stares, she was too engrossed in her little world. He clenched his drink tightly seeing guys trying to get close to her and putting their hands on her, but he had to restrain himself. He ran this city and he would soon have her. He would soon capture his little Kitten. Warning ⚠️ this story contains very sensitive topics including drugs, kidnapping and sexual assaults. #1 - David Gandy #1 - Wife #2 - Stalker #2 - Daddy MATURE CONTENT ⚠️

Ranked #31 in stories tagged 'adventureedition' *** "Tell me...." he whispered softly in my ear. I looked into his eyes not knowing what to do. My heart and my brain....two different sides of me....pulling me apart. "....is it love when you stole my peace of mind? Is it love when we've given up before we tried?" "I......don't know." "You're no good for me darling." His words held so much in that simple sentence, I was his obsession. *** Criminals fall in love too. Just like Angelo did. Angelo Ean Pasquale, is a man of few words and more action. He doesn't speak much because his gun does the work for him. He rules the underworld and is what you can call your worst nightmare. He is, what you call develishly or sinfully handsome. Fear is what keeps people away from him. Angelo has no weaknesses. Or has he? Read and find out. *** COPYING THIS WORK IN ANY FORMAT WITHOUT THE PRIOR PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED. EXTREME SEXUAL AND OTHER EXPLICIT CONTENT. READ WITH CAUTION! THE SUBJECT OF "HUMAN TRAFFICKING" IS A PART OF THE BOOK'S PLOT. NO HATE COMMENTS WILL BE TOLERATED. ***

A mere peasant in our kingdom, that's who I am. I never once imagined a higher prestige of living, despite being poverty-stricken but not near beggarly. Above and beyond, I held contentment with my life and valued what it offers. Because I, Elizabeth, an unwavering carrier of hope, a believer in the inherent worth of living, and a person with no more than less, have no more than much as well. I lived a provincial life with my sweet uncle to take care of me, but the moving world I was once taking turned upside down when I surrendered myself in the arms of an obsessive, royal-blooded maniac; the King. .................. "I beg of you, spare the life of my uncle and I'll come with you. As you ordered!" I pleaded, disregarding the ground of snow where I knelt becoming stained by the stream of my tears. "Elizabeth, no! Please, I beg you, Hide!" "I'm sorry, uncle," I uttered, trying to look at the poor man, brutally restricted, hopelessly struggling to get his ties out. But surrendering is all I could offer to save him. My gaze shifted and landed on the monster in front of me. "Take me wherever you want, my king. Just please, leave my uncle be." He knelt in front of me and wiped my tears using his hands. "At last, you showed. I'll take you home, to our home. Hush." I felt the dark presence of the King as he emitted those words that became my prison. It numbed my heart from the vast and all too powerful realization that he wasn't going to take me home, he was forcing me to leave it.