"I was willing to become the villain in her life if it meant I could call her mine." *** An accidental run-in with the city's infamous criminal brings Hayat Azhar right in front of the barrel of a gun. If that wasn't bad enough, things get worse when she accidentally slaps the university's popular senior with her samosa's spicy sauce on her first day. And just like that, two different personalities, a snobbish rich boy and a notorious expert criminal, develop a similarity - a common target; Her. [a pakistani inspired novel set in pakistan]

Arpana could hear guests murmuring about the bride swap and the judgemental talks on how it is her second marriage. Arpana was immune to this kind of talk. What bothered her the most was this sudden marriage. Arpana didn't even know this person who was sitting next to her. Arpana's thoughts were interrupted when Arjun came closer with the nuptial chain, before she got the time to process what was happening, Arjun had already tied the nuptial chain and applied the vermillion on her forehead. A tear slowly rolled down her cheeks but before anyone could notice it, she wiped it away. Arpana was struggling to believe that she is no longer a widow but a married woman. That too, to a stranger. ...... Arjun and Aparna got married for the second time. Both lost their loved ones and is going to try their luck in a second marriage. However, unlike the first time, Aparna is going to be a replaced bride this time. Let's see where their journey together will take them.

The households in India have been run by women primarily, following the centuries old tradition. From taking care of the child's breakfast to ensuring that the mother in-law's morning cup of tea is served on time, it is always the woman of the household. She is a wife, a daughter, a daughter in-law, a mother.... But who is she in reality? Mrinalini. The name was abruptly forgotten the moment she stepped into the Acharya household as a married woman. She became Mrinal for her husband, Bouma (daughter in-law) for her in-laws and other elders, Boudi(sister in-law) for her brothers in-law and Mrs. Acharya or Acharya Boudi for outsiders. Her identity was forgotten as she gradually accepted her duties as a married woman, as a daughter in-law and as someone who was expected to sacrifice. Their home wasn't a mansion or even a bungalow. There were financial constraints and there were challenges like every other middle class home. Not everything was easily available, apart from that one thing that was abundant and pravalent: PATRIARCHY She was taken for granted like most women in India are. Maybe there was love, maybe there was no mistreatment yet Mrinalini felt the walls around her constricting on her and causing her asphyxiation. This is the story of a bird compelled to live in a locked, golden cage... Will she ever liberate herself and fly? ... Dedicated to all the Indian mothers and women and to women all around the world who dedicated their entire lives to raise their children, to give love and to be selfless. ... This story doesn't aim to hurt or offend anyone's thoughts or sentiments. This is a work of pure fiction that came to my mind after watching the Bengali movie, 'Mukherji da r Bou'. The concept and the story and the characters explored in the story are all going to be my creation and my own original ideas. No plagiarism intended or supported. My work is copyrighted

SAAD IBRAAHIM A guy who is known for his intelligence in the whole university. Everyone knows him as an iceman, but there's someone who can induce fire in him, who can make him burn, even though if its in hate..... MIRHA HUSSAIN A closed off girl, who is still stuck in her past, present suffocates her and the future scares her. She doesn't know, what to do with her life or how to make it better.What will she do, when she will be faced with another test of life? when she would have to face the hatred of a man, she doesn't even know........ ________ "Its also your home now, get comfortable" Mr Ibraahim said softly. The girl standing infront of him was looking uncomfortable, her gaze flicking to his right continuously , where his son was standing glaring at her. A sigh escaped his mouth, "Hira! show Mirha her room" he called the maid ,not wanting the uncomfortable environment to last even a minute longer. As soon as they went upstairs, he turned towards his son "why are you doing this , Saad?"he asked calmly. "what am I doing?" Saad ibraahim asked lifting an eyebrow. _______________ SALAAM READERS! I am back with another story❤️❤️

The hilarious story of a man who returned in time and became a 3 month old baby. A story of family ties and love. Best ranks #1 out of 15.4k books in 'Jokes' #1 out of 6.4k books in 'Rebirth' #1 out of 5.9k books in 'Joke' #1 in Kerala #1 in Malayalam #1 in Babytard [For all ages. NO adult content. NO bad words.] The hero gets a second chance at life. But the second chance begins at the time when he was a baby. This is the hilarious story of a baby who has to live through all the breastfeeding and pooping. I died. When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back in time. To my childhood. No. To the days where I was a breastfed baby. It couldn't be more awkward. That's what I thought.

[Contains Mature Scenes] Sometimes we do things in the spur of the moment. No thought put into it, whatsoever! Started : 24th Feb, 2020. Completed : 19th April, 2020. Editing : May 2022 - July 2022.

"i said 'i'm like a pro, baby.' knowin i was stuntin." in which a boy lies to a girl about his virginity. 2017 filthydolans©

Madison porter was in a relationship with a mobster but things went left when she found him in bed with a random blond . Devastated. She moved far away . He kept eyes on her until he decided to dip his toe in the accountability pool. Until they ran into each other in a new city ... will she forgive him? Or will she give him the cold shoulder...