She's a little crazy, but she likes me. Since she likes me, for the time being, I will pretend that she isn't. - Jeon Jungkook Jeon Jungkook: "Meeting you was destined, but it was also a reward from heaven." Excerpt: He passed by her side quietly. The tips of his hair seemed to be dripping, and the hair near his temples stuck to his cheeks. Droplets of water fell drop by drop from his ink-black hair; dyed with his hair color, for a moment, La Lisa M thought that the water flowing down his hair would be just as black. His eyes were pitch-black, and against his clean pale face, they were especially eye-catching. La Lisa M looked down at the umbrella in her hand, her eyes a little dazed. Then all of a sudden, the feeling of annoyance overcame her, accompanied by absurd thoughts. He must have done this on purpose, he must have known how attractive he looked. So, he got himself wet in the rain on purpose and passed by her on purpose. It was deliberately done... to seduce her... LISKOOK ADAPTATION I DO NOT OWN THE STORY NEITHER THE TRANSLATION. CREDITS TO ZHU YI FOR THE NOVEL

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

Dilbar (دلبر) - Lover ***** Samaira Baksh has sworn off love. The emotion in itself brought memories that were synonymous with a weak nightmare. For her, love was a forgotten feeling and farthest away from what could be considered true. But don't they say to expect the unexpected? A wedding brought her face to face with a man of silence harboring the most mystic eyes she had ever seen. And as it was, their eyes conversed, hearts left restless and the winds swore the unexpected had unfolded. The story of Samaira and Zaigham. A story to convey that your love belongs to you more than anyone else. A tale of mending hearts, melting words, and merry ever-afters. ***** Started: 01-01-2023 Completed: 27-02-2023 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 ©️ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐨𝐳 (This is a work of fiction and does NOT represent Islam in any way.)

My name is Mina Amin. Pakistani. Aged 23. Artist. Foodie. Cat freak. About to marry my best friend. Yep, the usual. I am the girl you wish you could be. Life for me is pretty much perfect; Until it no longer is. ........... This story is about the pain of unrequited love. This story will make you think about stuff you'd rather not think about. This story is about friendship, love, and forgiveness... But it is also about Infidelity, hurt, and Godlessness. Read & Enjoy! (The author loves to read comments) WARNING: Might cause females to fall in love with the characters. Might also cause them to have delusional, bloated expectations from males. Don't proceed with caution, because deep inside you're a masochist. Cheers. DISCLAIMER: This book has Muslim characters, but it is not an accurate representation of "Islam". It is not meant to preach, or depict perfect Muslims.

The very handsome and smart heir of the billionaire company 'Russell Hotels'- Adrien Russell, was generous enough to save a young and beautiful woman from the goons on a stormy night. But little did they know that his kind gesture would change both their lives... For good? Or for bad? What happens when the turn of events lead to an unwanted marriage between the two? How will they survive?

"Why can't you let me go?" I asked, my voice dripping with frustration. He had cornered me against the wall, his muscular arms caging me. "I don't know." He replied, leaning his head against me so gently that for a moment, I forgot how dangerous this man really was. "I just know that staying away from you is not an option for me." "I hate you." I resisted his touch, when all I wanted was to melt in his arms. "Hate me all you want but you are mine." He replied, touching my jaw softly with his fingers that made me turn into a puddle of emotions. •°•°•°• A series of events lead Penelope Woods to Sean Miller, the tall, dark and handsome business typhoon. But is that all he is? Or there is something dark and twisted behind his white collar facade? Read my story to find out.

Now available as audiobook on Audible India. Scarlet Ray and Evan Parker are polar opposites of each other. She is a bubbly bakery-owner while he is a workaholic businessman. She is a hopeless romantic while he has no time for love in his busy life. She is an optimist who believes in the healing power of a warm smile. He is a realist who has a permanent frown etched on his face. She has never been in a relationship before while he is a widower and a single parent. So what what will happen when these two totally different people will be stuck with each other in a loveless marriage? Will Scarlet ever succeed in melting the ice between Evan and herself? Let's find out. -------- #6 in Romance (18-04-20) #4 in Romance (19-04-20) #3 in Romance (20-04-20) #1 in Romance (05-05-20)

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮ ⋆˙ "Wasn't it enough to break my heart that now you're breaking yours too?" Reyansh said, gazing at the divorce papers in his hands, signed by her. "We were never 'us'." Shravani replied, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at the papers he held. Reyansh let out a painful chuckle. "Then what were we, Mrs. Rajvansh?" he questioned, his voice tinged with danger, still fixated on the papers. Shravani remained silent, wiping away a tear. "It was just a coincidence that we met," her gaze shifted to his face, only to be taken aback by his roaring voice, "AND THAT DAMN COINCIDENCE IS CALLED DESTINY." ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ✮ "Ro aap rahin hain, aur dard hume ho raha."✮ ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ✮𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "I have drowned countless times, enough to realise I am not worthy of resurfacing." ✮𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 "I would cross vast distances, even through the depths of the ocean just for her." [Translations available!!!]

Featuring on WattpadRomanceIN official reading list 'Teri Meri Prem Kahani' ♔︎𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵♔︎ 𝐴𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠 ᯾ 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠 ᯾ 𝑃𝑦𝑎𝑎𝑟 𝐵ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑖 𝐾𝑎ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑦𝑎𝑛 1. 𝚄𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 (✓) 2. 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 (✓) 3. 𝚁𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 (✓) 4. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 (✓) 5. 𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘 𝙱𝚎 (✓) 6. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝙱𝚢 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 (✓) 7. 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚘𝚞 (✓) 8. 𝙿𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝙼𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 (✓) 9. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙷𝚒𝚖 (✓) 10. 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 (Bonus oneshot) #22 𝑖𝑛 '𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒' 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 1.78 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

"Say it." He whispered, stepping closer to me. "I love you too." I finally admitted, my cheeks flushing dark in embarrassment. I couldn't believe I just said that out loud, to a man I was going to marry in few days. "I want to spend my whole life with you." I added slowly. "Forever?" Usama asked, holding my wrist gently as he towered over me. I tried to pull it away but his hold was stronger. My heart was beating so frantically inside my chest due to his proximity that I feared that I might have a heart attack. "Forever." I replied and tugged my hand free. Passing him a shy smile, I pushed him away and rushed out of his room before anyone could see. Little did I know, this forever is not going to last very long. •°•°•°• Noor Asghar Khan couldn't be more contented with her life. Her marriage was fixed to a man she had always admired, she had recently graduated from country's best arts school with a gold medal, her father had been promoted to vice president of his company and her sister secured herself a seat in a top tier medical school. All in all, she was happy with the way her fate turned out to be. But what is life without a little tragedy?