"Why are you even here?", He snapped frustrated as he turned to the other side. His arms crossed in front of his chest. "I should be the one saying that, you are standing in the middle of my house", she shot back her own frustration building up at the mere sight of him. ____ Aaryan Singhania They say he,s a beast looking for his next pray. Nothing stopped him from getting what he wanted. He was distant with everyone, with a frozen heart to the world after having to face the monster that took away his innocence and childhood and Scarred him. for life. His cold onyx orbs could make the most courageous back away in fear Until her Like a snowflake she entered his life making him feel hate, desire, anger, lust and something even more dangerous __Love He hated her for making him feel this way yet he craved her. He couldn't bear any man even looking at her Avyaana Shah She,s a balance of strength and femininity. A little sassy and outspoken. She managed to put smiles on everyone's faces but her own, Someone who laughs the hardest at her own jokes. A girl who never sleeps without her feddy bear by her side A pure definition of innocence. But still with a broken heart that she managed to hide from everyone but him. He could see through her like a mirror. Will she give him a chance after getting her heart broken once. Will she see past her insecurities and allow him to heal her? ___________________ #1 in Snowflake

I was told that the eyes behold every truth But when I looked into his I couldn't see past the curtain of happiness he masked his lies with I believed his eyes held the galaxy The way it shines under the dark sky I watched the stars twinkle in them They were so complete, yet devoid of the love I wished to see I did not complain, for my heart weaved itself into his name Now it cannot see the obvious lies. I tell myself to not fall any further, But he was the ocean's treasure Brimmed with a cold embrace Enveloping my soul into its chambers I couldn't escape my fate sealed with his Never knew I could be capable of loving someone until he came along I gave myself, Wholly Completely Gave my everything Only to return cold and empty handed I told myself just because i love someone Doesn't mean I deserve to be loved too So I watch him feed me a false hope I smile bitterly, reading his lips Wanting to hear them speak my name too But I expect too much Now I wander around the world he created for me The world I drew the map to But I'm lost Where does my heart belong If not in his embrace? Because I've known no other place but his eyes to take my solace in The very heart that beats for him alone Now ask me reasons for her scars I give her no answer For I myself do not know it's home Where does my heart belong If not within his own?

Sequel of "His Replaced Bride" Life is not a bed of roses it is full of troubles. These troubles give us new experiences and lessons to go forward in our life. Sometimes our mistakes make life more difficult and sometimes it is about time. Abhimaan and Samaira are two different personalities tied in a holy bond of marriage and then they found their love in each other. But we grow together with time. Our love and patience make a relationship more stronger. Let's peep time to know much more about their further life and their ups and downs. Will they be able to deal with some new situations and difficulties of their life? Will their love be able to survive this new wave of insecurities and troubles?

The unique trivia of her being in love was - first she lost herself in it's euphoria, and then it was there to make sure that she lost what she knew as her life. And yet, how could she ever stand up quite so straight against the love that consumes her even today? ***** All he wanted was probably to save her from the power that he dared challenge with all his might, going beyond the limits he himself had set. He called it bravado, adventure and a responsibility. He just couldn't admit that it was probably the love that could never be reciprocated. But he didn't realise that he was actually up against a much greater power, the greatest of all - a love so intense that it blinded the world around. ***** He knew he was the dark knight. He knew he was the villain in every story, maybe even hers. But he also knew that he was selfish and madly in love. Sure enough, nothing and no one would stop him from claiming back what's his. Not even she herself. Vilify him. Who cares? Till he can get her right back where she belongs - in his arms. ***** [Rated R: Violence, Foul Language, Themes of self-harm] Warning: Mature intimate scenes Copyright ©️: All rights reserved. Plagiarism certainly not allowed or appreciated.

---mature content(18+)--- "Eleanor...", he breathed out. I got down on my knees, my hands trailing down his six packs to his perfect V, until I reached the hem of his jeans. "What are you doing bella?" "I need you... Right now", I whispered, testing his patience by slowly unzipping his jeans. ................... In which princess Eleanora De Ville Montcroix Anderson ends up seducing the Italian chef/secretly a billonaire Vincent Milano. Highest rating: #10 in Romance, #17 in chicklit (This is a stand-alone novel)

"Someone's coming, we have to be quick, Enzo." I said, and he swiftly unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my naked chest. "Baby, nothing about what I'm about to do to you will be quick." He smirked, then bent down to kiss my left breast, which caused a moan to leave my lips. • BOOK ONE OF THE ROMANO TRILOGY • A mafia romance following two souls who were destined to find each other again. Love Romano cherished Lorenzo Castillo as she did herself. He was her first love and the last person she thought would betray her. After leaving without so much as a goodbye, Lorenzo moved back to Korea with his father due to complications with his mother's health. Following her unfortunate death, his father revealed to him the real cause of their families demise. Determined to both win Love's heart again and catch his mother's killer, seven years later, Lorenzo returns to New York with fire in his eyes and a plan to execute. *This book contains mature language and scenes, so it is intended for mature audiences.

Previously known as 𝑸𝒖𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒕 - 𝑪 𝑳 𝑶 𝑺 𝑬 𝑵 𝑬 𝑺 𝑺💓 𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑛 𝑧𝑎𝑟𝑟-𝑧𝑎𝑟𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖 𝑗𝑎ℎ𝑎𝑛, 𝑝𝑟 𝑒𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑜𝑛 𝑘𝑖 𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖. 𝐾𝑎𝑐𝑐ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑒 𝑔ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑖, 𝑉𝑜 𝑔𝑎𝑙𝑖 𝑡ℎ𝑖 𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑞 𝑘𝑖.... _𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑛𝑖𝑏𝑏𝑖 --------------------------------- A collection of short stories, that will take you to a journey of love and passion. >>Qᴜʀʙᴀᴛ (completed- on going translation) >>Fɪᴛᴏᴏʀ. (Complete and translated) >> Tʜᴇ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴛʜ (ongoing) >> Mᴏʜᴀғɪᴢ(coming soon)

He takes a step towards me, and finally his fingers touch my cheek. The electricity that soars from that one single touch is so intense that I close my eyes. He traces a searing trail down my cheek, and this time, it doesn't end there. His thumb comes ahead to press a delicate indentation at the centre of my bottom lip. I'm somewhere between melting into a puddle and burning into fine cinders. "I want you to hear me out, close and careful, Daylight.", my eyes rise at his will and I'm staring into his hypnotising orbs, my lips slightly parted. "Nothing about you can ever be foul or dark. You're the brightest light I've ever seen. And to me, you'll always be that.", the intensity in his eyes turn warm from burning, as his other hand comes up to hold my hand that's not clutching the tissue. His hold on me is so reassuring. "It'll be okay, Daylight. Whatever it is." ____________ Iksha and Rudra meet by the surreal Hollingworth Lake, and with her job paying well and his business flourishing in absolute grandeur it may be just the perfect time for the sparks to fly the way they do. But, there are a few tiny problems. Iksha isn't just the overachiever girl with a pretty face to match her elegance. Her own demons haunt her worse than the darkness of the world probably could. Rudra isn't just the tall, dark and handsome CEO that women would love to chase. He comes bearing the baggage of a past which hides secrets dark enough to make him feel shame. And their love isn't the healthy slow burn. It's the fire that they jump into, and before they know it, they're drowning into it. Times faster than the society recommends. Bringing into their equation factors that aren't really ideal components of an Indian romance. Can they manage to stay afloat after throwing themselves off the cliff? Can their love become their ultimate life jacket when the most unexpected waves hit them hard? ______________ [[Trigger Warning: Themes of self-harm and self-hatred. ]]

"It really is a shame that such a pretty face is about to get so fucked up." I say as I run my finger down his jawline. "Even more so that it was wasted on an asshole like you." I add. "Feel free to sit on it anytime you want, Tesoro." He replies. *** Anastasia Levkin has recently taken the title of Donna of the Russian mafia after her father died. No one knows she exists, let alone is the most feared and deadliest assassin in the world and the new queen of the Russians. When Anastasia goes on a mission to infiltrate the Italian mafia, she believes it will be an easy task - get caught, lie her way into the Italian mafia and destroy them. Simple right? Except things don't always go according to plan. When Vincenzo Medici, the Don of the Italian mafia, catches Anastasia in his warehouse, he falls into her trap and accepts her into his mafia. Using her as an asset... but is that really all she is to him? The question stands: Will blood always run thicker than water? Or are there exceptions? The more time she spends with Vincenzo and his family, the more difficult her decision becomes. *** *Book 1 of the Medici series* BEING RE-WRITTEN #1 in Mafia (21/03/22) #1 in Humour (22/03/22) #1 in Gun (22/03/22) #4 in Romance (21/03/22) #1 in MafiaRomance (08/04/22) #1 in Don (17/04/22) #7 in Funny (15/11/22) #1 in Assassin (22/02/23) #1 in Violence (26/04/23) #5 in Betrayal (25/01/24) #1 in Plottwist (21/05/24) #1 in Guns (09/02/25)