Belladona Salvatore,a psychotic,hot mess,finally meets her mate. Klaus Mikaelson,the devil in disguise,utterly falls in love with a female version of himself. Will their story have a happy ending,or will it end in heartbreak? This is really a match made in hell! "She wore fire like a crown,and even if the devil looked her way,be sure that he winked" "I saw magic in his eyes dirty,dark,beautiful magic" Warning: Swearing,violence,mature extend(smut)

Alessio Antoniansaz, leader of the Romanian Mafia, walks up to the doorstep of that one man he hates the most, loathes his guts like anything and wears the taste of the felt poison on his sleeves like an old friend, crawling over his skin like a pet snake, biting the enemy over any possible harm. What happens when confronting him about the unpaid debt and the abuse lashed upon his family, the father offers his daughter for marriage as payback? What happens when he quotes that she will be a devoting, loving wife, will do as he says, will work for him as he says and agree to every term and condition laid by her husband. What happens when shoving his daughter, Avelina, to the most ruthless of mafia bosses, does Alessio do? What happens when one look that he lands on the girl turns into immediate burning hatred, enough to startle her the first night - even before marriage - with unforgivable memories that would haunt her day and night, linger over her skin and be hot enough to melt a lit candle within a few seconds. What happens when Alessio makes his wedding vows in front of the priest himself, promising Avelina no good memories, no good times and no sweet nothings, but only pain, hatred and betrayal. Will this forceful marriage, with promises made to hate her, ruin her, destroy her and fucking end her while keeping her forcefully alive........ will it remain till the end of times? Will the hot fire keep burning like no other....... or will it blow out to re-ignite a much hotter flame - one full of love? What would happen down the line? Alessio Antoniansaz, and, Avelina Howardson. #Avelessio By A.ZChaudhry. Author of, "The Mafia And His Lost Queen." and "I Still Miss You."

Siddharth Shukla, a business man gets forcefully married with an poor orphan Shehnaaz Gill. As this marriage was against his will, he tries his level best to break this marriage by torturing his UNWANTED BRIDE. His whole family expect his father who conducted the marrige, helps him in this dirty game. Now the question remains that how this couple turns into love birds!!!!????

❤️Completed ❤️ He is sleeping lying on his stomach on the bed, his naked back show his hard work on gym. She is clinging to the wall in front of him. She has some unwanted guests in her eyes whom she doesn't want to meet at all but that she is not ready to accept. By sliding from her cheeks, some of them go inside her lips, due to which she is getting a salty taste. She knows very well that these tears have no meaning because she was always unwanted in his life. She also never wanted to come into his life, but the situation became such that their lives were connected to each other and now she is not able to separate herself from him even after wishing. She stands from there with great difficulty taking the support of the wall and standing in front of the mirror and wipes for her tears. She is smiling while looking at her stomach, she caresses softly there and says softly. "Your dad loves you...."

Pregnant at eighteen, alone and homeless. Jakobia is hopeless. Her ex accused her of cheating and refused to accept his paternity, her mother kicked her out, and she's been forced to move constantly, in an effort to find a stable place to live. Fate brings to her face to face with Billionaire Uvaldo Dakoda who wants her to feel nothing but safe and protected from this cruel world. Can she live with a man as sweet as Uvaldo and not fall for him? How can you live with a man as sweet as Uvaldo and not fall for him? Will Uvaldo fall for the teen who he rescues from the street or will remain just her saviour? Read Pregnant and Homeless to find out what happens between them.

Hartaj was standing on the terrace with his hands fisted. It was cold , but he couldn't care about it. The fire in him wasn't letting him see anything else. "Son, go to your room. It's already late ,she must be waiting for you " his mom requested. "I can't care less about what she wants!! I have married her just because of dad. But I can't forget who she is!!!!!" he said barely containing his anger. "Don't forget that she is also your wife now. Don't think about her only as the sister of your enemy "she said softly trying to make him understand. "No! she wont ever be my wife "he said with finality and went downstairs. His mom sighed in despair. She knew the impulsiveness of her son.She didn't want him to do anything he would regret later. Hartaj had married for the peace between the families ,she wanted it to work. She prayed for her son's happiness in this relationship . __________ This story is about 3 brothers, their fate and their love. If you want to know more, join the journey❤️

A star falls into the hands of the Demon king, END, and must adjust to the role of being a concubine. What she hadn't expected, though, was for her master to be a huge dork. This contains hard-core lemon/smut, violence, gore, and (TW//) mentions of r*pe, so be weary while reading. The suggestive themes start at chapter 7, and I will put a warning beforehand. *COMPLETED* This is an END/Natsu×Lucy au with royal and modern settings. All characters and Fairy Tail belong to Hiro Mashima, this fanfic is my own original work

**Based on Writing Prompt #43 & #13 of the ONC (OpenNovellChallenge) (Check out my reading list for their book. ) ------------------- Roxanne Smith was just trying to get through her last week at the university, get a good job, and move her mom into a safe neighborhood. Maybe convince her brother to come back from Europe while their mom still had life left. She sat alone in her sleazy studio apartment one night, listening to a documentary on ancient Persian empires as a storm raged outside. An unexpected visit from a strange figure sends her hurtling back in time, and she wakes to find herself in what she thinks--or hopes--is a dream. She is part of a caravan headed to the newly-crowned Artaxerxes III, King of Persia, a concubine gift from his brother. She doesn't expect the king to take an immediate liking to her, trying everything he can to get her attention. She becomes his little songbird. A prize to be won. And the king does not like to lose. She'd always read that it was best not to disturb the timeline when one time-traveled, and so she spurned his advances, turning him away at every chance. But what happens when she begins to fall for the very man she swore she'd never give her heart to? And when a spiritual ritual leaves them with more questions than answers, will she finally admit this is more than a dream?

The 23rd century's Xue Fei Yun is a peerless genius, trained meticulously by the kingpin of the underworld who adopted her to succeed him as the next generation leader. In 1 year after she took over her adopted father's spot as the new head of the organisation, she brought a whole new level of "Fear" to the underworld organisations. Be it looks, assassination, medicine, politics, martial arts there was no one better than her. Her only friend, Xiu Lin betrayed her trust and took Fei Yun's life... But this was not her fate. Fei Yun woke up as the daughter of General Xue. She learnt that the previous Feiyun lived a life of hardship. Her father was fighting the war for the last 3 years, her stepmother, Concubine Xia took the opportunity to dispose of her. Her step sisters, Qi Qi and Zhen Zhen also took joy in watching her suffer. But now she's no longer the weak daughter. She vows to climb up and return them fear like never before. She was willing to use anyone, even the God of War that everyone fear but in the end who is using who? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ranking: #1 Genius/ 2.3k Stories #1 China /6.7k Stories #1 Assassin/ 23.8K Stories #1 undiscovered/ 5.5k Stories #1 ColdPrince - ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ please forgive any loopholes, grammar, mixing of chinese culture and weird names. I'm not very sure about the hierarchy thingy in palace as well. This is my original work and im new to writing and i just wanted to explore ;] enjoy !! all pictures used are not mine, credits to owners!

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.