Vindictive words of your beloved hurts the most. At first you are taken aback. You won't believe its from them. It cause unbearable pain at first but pain doesn't lessen in second, third and so on time. As the time passes intensity of the pain increased and at one point either you completely succumbed or became immune to every emotion. This is story of Vindictive Akshay and headstrong Smita. "I'll do as I please. Who are you to stop me? "Anger radiating from each cell of Smita. Her eyes were shooting daggers and pupils dilated.Nostrils were flared, muscles clenched and fist is ready to hit him. " Ah my feisty princess is back. "he remarks. " I am not yours infact I never was. "she snapped. He took calculative steps towards her and holds her waist tightly with one hand. " What are you doing?" Smita struggles in his arms. She moved her hands vigorously to free herself from his grip but no avail his grip tightened on her waist. He pulled her towards him. Her breast were touching his bare torso. Her each movement now igniting raw passion and desire. Her breath became uneven and her struggle subsides.Its good for her as her efforts is sterile in compare to his strength. His hand touched her neck and stopped at her chin. He lifts her chin and looked directly into her eyes. "kiss me. "he ordered her. His words felt like venom. It felt like someone pour molten lava in her ears. She tries to push him away but his grip strengthens. "You will kiss me today sweetheart. "his words ran shivers in her spine. " please "came a whisper from her. " You can leave AFTER KISSING ME" his emphasise words broke her hope. She stands on her tip toes, hold his face in her hands and placed her lips on his. His hand caressed her hairs and pulled her closer. He took all she have. When they were breathless he broke the kiss. "Forever mine, all mine, mine only . "he remarked. "Never yours." English is not my first language so you may witness grammatical errors.

When life is up to take revenge it's not death that it gives but an eternal pain in the face of marriage. The way, it played its part into Meera's life. A person stolen years before was brought back to be tortured the same way by the same men. How will she fight this time? EVILNESS doesn't exists in world until your own life emphases you to be the monster on your wish on or your despair. Viraj was all but kind, all but humane. Maybe his past has molded him, or his present have played it's part. DESRUPTION is easy no need to use your rani but a pawn can do all. Life is a game of chess. With you on your side and world on the other, Ranvijay won, in life yesterday, today and tomorrow and he doesn't let his winning trophy go unnoticed. When Meera's life once again takes a disruptive turn, the life become more scary then it ever was, when the people she has to fight are own people once she loved. Will she ever be able to slit the throat of those responsible? *SNEAK PEAK* "Why did my brother made you marry me? why?!" he again yelled at me loudly enough for entire house to hear it. And I snapped. "Why dont you ask that to your brother! It was your brother who made you marry me , it was your brother who made me marry you! Your brother!" I screamed loudly too. "Don't you dare speak with me like that!! DON'T YOU DA-!" He was about to speak when I cut him off. "WHY WON'T I?? WHY?" I yelled back at him. He saw me in for seconds as he broke apart. "How dare you scream at me after what you have did to me?" he said showing me his back again. I looked at him in blank expression as I was confirmed I won't let him make me suffer every moment. "Was I the only one on fault." I replied him annoyingly. He pivoted as his dark gaze settled on me. "WASN'T YOU THE ONE WHO HAVE DESTROYED ME MY LIFE?!" he yelled again. "WAS I? " I yelled back there was no chance I was going back on my life.

FROM NEVER EVER TO FOREVER WHIPPED The story continues to unfold, with secrets unraveling and new dangers lurking in the shadows. The Chauhan family must stay united and face the challenges that lie ahead, for their love and strength will be tested like never before. This story is all about Chauhan heirs.They are CEO of Chauhans Enterprises and they all have self made companies. They all never wanted to get married but theirs parents have done their marriages... Let's see, what will happen when these arrogant boys get married. Rakshit x Siya Abeer x Adrika Vardaan x Aarohi Tropes • Multi Couple • Grumpy x Sunshine • Grumpy x Grumpy • Past Secrets • RomCom • Toxic Tale • Arrange Marriage • Mafia x Doctor • Forced Marriage This is my first story I hope you will like it ... English is not my first language it may have many grammatical errors.

Three brothers Three brides Three stories All interconnected to each other Every couple has a problem and a story to support it. Let's find out will the couples be ever happy with each other. Will it all really work out for the best or worst? #8 in arrogant out of 12.2K stories #4 in brides out of 3.7K stories #8 in India out of 49.8K stories #1 in compromise out of 454 stories #1 in story out of 253K stories #1 in strongfemalecharacter out of 7.94K stories #9 in fiction out of 503K stories #2 in brothers out of 26.2K stories

There was once this girl who loved too much, there was once this boy who lost too much. She loved him too soon, he loved her too hard. But something broke them. She healed him in a way with no scars, he broke her apart without thinking twice. She held his arm in his darkest times, he left her alone in a world full of demons. She craved him in every way, but he threw her heart away. But he came again, holding his heart in his hands, begging her for her forgiveness... but she is too broke to be the same and he is too stubborn to leave her again. Can he heal her? Can she love him again? •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• " Surya... Listen to me its all a lie.." "Shhh.. just shut up! I don't want to listen anything fro your mouth Vanya. I don't want to! Please don't show me your face again." He said gritting his teeth. "No no Surya... Please try to listen to me. How can you think I can do such thing that to.. That too to her.. Surya its a lie. I swear Surya." I begged him as tears flowed from my face. "Surya.. Surya I am pre-" "SHUT UP JUST SHUT UP! I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE." saying this he left me all alone on that day in an unknown place. My heart felt heavy and my mind went blank. My body is shaking with an unknown fear and my heart is bleeding with the damage he had done. The rain started to pour wetting my clothes and hair. I didn't expect to be hurt emotionally up to now... But on the same fateful day... Something happened some terrible thing happened to me... Which haunts me everyday and night...and imprinted my soul... This my story...I am Vanya Subramanyam. Join me in the journey of our hate to love to hate again.... ••••••••••••••••••• Join the journey of Surya and Vanya to know about their story. Cover by @jadedbrown ©All Rights Reserved

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

Anya, the girl who fell for her best friend. But he already loves someone else and he is getting married in a month. She loves him to an extent that she can do anything to make him happy, even if his happiness lies in someone else...even if she has to let her heart break into tiny little pieces...even if she has to make her childhood enemy to be her fake boyfriend for a month. But in-between those fake dates, pretence love...does she actually fall for the enemy? But are they meant to be? Because her enemy is a Muslim while she is a Hindu... ***** I stood up and went towards him,"i dont know how you will be able to help me but i need a fake boy-friend before midnight." "'Morrow is sunday already?" He asked. Damn! Him and his short words. I nodded at his question and then he spoke,"then i will be your fake boy-friend." "What?" I choked on the air and started coughing. The boy who is my enemy,we were sworn to be nemesis wants to be my boy friend? Yeah yeah..fake boy-friend but still, thats something i didnt even see it coming in my nightmare. □□□□□□□□□□ its my first trial of a cliche story.... #195 feelings-26/9/18 #3 filmy-26/9/18 #452 crush-26/9/18 #71 religion-26/9/18 #36 bollywood-26/9/18 #9 heartbeats-26/9/18 #88 food-26/9/18 #27 memory loss-26/9/18 #150 sacrifice -26/9/18 #354 true love-26/9/18 #160 Islam-26/9/18 #51 childhood friend-26/9/18 #95 kisses-26/9/18 #252 Muslim-26/9/18 #8 hindu-26/9/18 #937 jealousy-26/9/18 #778 trust-26/9/18 #410 enemy-26/9/18

Dev Dixit : A fun loving smart mamma's boy who is very casual and pays no heed of what others think about him he likes to do whatever he feels right ... He has been rejected by all the girls whom he proposed in his teenage with an excuse that " Look you are good and even well mannered , but the point is that you are not good for me ." But a incident broke his heart into pieces after he came into relationship finally in his college days.... Being a boy with different attitude never disrespected them but befriended them though he kept a distance from them ... He is now CEO of a top company whom he built by himself "Dixit Enterprises" .. Now he is a composed serious and cold guy who don't like to be open with anyone .... Ritika Sharma : A simple girl who is very simple straight-forward and bold .. she is fun loving and care free and don't believe in Romantic Shits before marriage... She just likes to be herself and hates when someone pokes in her business.... She is a software developer and loves to spend time in watching Anime.... They are arranged to marry each other lets see what happens when two opposite characters will stay together under one roof.... Cover credits : @Noya_avery Warning : This story may contain some strong scenes and words read if comfortable Thank you for giving my story a chance!! Just spread and share your love with my story!! Have a Happy Time Reading it... Happy Reading ❤️❤️ abhaydubey0999❤️❤️❤️

Infront of TOWER BRIDGE, london Mahir gives rose to bela.. Mahir - I love you... Bela- I love you too... Bela a chirpy girl falls for Mahir who have a complete dark world.. What will happen when mahir's dark world comes between them separating them apart..?? Voice- the man whom u loved bela with all your heart... How much you know him.... Bela looks on!! ******************** Bela is seen wincing in labor pain holding her baby bump!! At same time she cries and speaks up.. Bela- falling in love is not a crime.. Love can never be a crime... ******************** Pragati is seen in bridal avatar... Pragati- I love you mahir! Mahir is seen in groom avatar... Will mahir's love for bela will win over all hurdles... Or pragati who is in love with mahir will win the game!! Destiny of two lovers..mahir and bela.... Inspired from a bengali movie "sesh theke shuru ".. Adapted from the novel fire and water..