𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙭 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙨.... 𝙃𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. It was supposed to be fake. Just a deal. A contract. He needed a wife for six months. She needed the money. But Ira didn't expect her cold, controlling boss to become so... possessive. "The contract ends in six months, Mr. Malhotra," she reminds him. His dark eyes flicker with something dangerous. "Then why do you feel like mine already?"

Book 1 in "His Peace Series" ✨✨ A girl from India and a boy from the USA met and fell in love with each other on internet. They both imagine their future without meeting each other. But, the girl unwillingly ends the relationship because she can't go against her parents wish and blocked him from all the social networking sites. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Whereas he came to India after 5 years to make her, his wife. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• "She'll be mine, She has to be mine by hook or by crook" --------------------------------------------------- *HIGLY MATURE CONTENT* --------------------------------------------------- Coming Soon

__❤︎ The Maid and the Mafia King ❤︎__ Losing her father at the age of 20, Bella started to search for jobs. Not to mention, she already was doing 2 jobs. But they were not enough to pay her father's debt. With the help of her friend's cousin, she got the job of working as a maid in a big mansion,owned by a multi billionaire. She heard the owner of the mansion was young and the mansion too screamed rich and power. But what she didn't know was the owner of the mansion was feared by people, the most perilous Mafia king of Italy and around the world. She didn't know one more thing. That the ruthless Mob king was going to claim her 𝑯𝑰𝑺 no matter what. _________ "Sshhh.. no one cares," Lucifer's hot breath hitting my neck as his lips slowly tracing down to my collarbone. "No please- w-we shouldn't ahh.." I gasped as he took the skin of my sweet spot between his teeth. "Don't open your mouth. I won't be responsible for what I would do to you if you open your sweet mouth again, " he didn't give me time to response before he claimed my lips possessively. ________ •[ WARNING ] Contains MATURE CONTENT, VOLGAR LANGUAGE, ABUSE. (18+) _________ Started: 12/08/20 Completed: 24/11/20 •°•°•°• [Cover by me]

you know no that today is our wedding night and If I want, I can do anything with you, my dear wife." She looks at him angrily at his words. " Well, then you must know the law, Mr. Lawyer, If you force your wife, what will be your punishment?" She reminds him of the law he has studied, to which he smirk. " I know all the laws and also know how to avoid the punishment of that law. You won't be able to win against me." He says this while being proud of himself. " This, this is my problem, you're full of pride. You think you will get whatever you want, no one will be able to defeat you. But I am not something that you can get." She says. " Yes I'm full of pride 'cause I worked hard for it, till date I have got everything through my efforts and one day I will get you too." He says, releasing her from his grip and pushing her away from him. " Do you love me?" He looks at her at her sudden question " Answer me, why did you marry me, do you love me ?" She again asks. What he meant by that "one day I will get you too." Does he love her? " In your delusion." He speaks and goes from there leaving her in the pool of her thoughts.

Highest ranking : #1 in spiritual on 24.2.2018, 24.4.2018 & 4. 5.2018 #2 in spiritual on 14.10.2017 & 11.11.2017 #3 in spiritual on 11.10.2017 , 15.10.2017 & 7.11.2017 #4 in spiritual on 18.10.2017 #5 in spiritual on 8.10.2017 "What is wrong Amaan?" Haya asked in a concerned tone.. He stared at her for few seconds and then replied "I talked to Daila" "Did..did you?" She stuttered and he nodded "So..So now?" Haya asked "Now...Haya kareem" Amaan said and walked towards her with a dangerous glare on his face "Never ever show me your face again" Amaan said in a monotone "What?" Haya yelled "You don't deserve to be a friend" He said, his jaw clenched and his gaze piercing holes in her body... "Bu..But what did i do?" Haya was on verge of tears.. What had she done to deserve Amaan's hatred? "I hate you Haya!! I hate you!!" He semi yelled and left ♡☆♡☆♡☆♡ TRUST...Just 5 letters but very rare.. Its important in every relationship, be it friendship or love...But What happens when this very combination of letters is missing?It destroys relationships!!! ♡☆♡☆♡☆♡ Click on 'read' to meet Haya kareem and Amaan syed...the childhood friends turned enemies.. NOTE: This story does not represent Islam. The characters are muslims but they are not the perfect muslims. So don't judge Islam based on this book

Welcome! This is a collection one shots based on fictional onscreen couples. Book contains hot & mature content along with the strong language. (18+) Enjoy! ~ Reet ❣

"I can give you grandchild without marriage too mom" Mira said after listening to her mom's useless reason making everyone shock. Yeah???? "I...I mean adop...adoption you know" Mira stuttered but nervously smiled "Don't you love someone?" Janvi asked with pity in her eyes for her daughter. "Ab Is GenZ vale jamane me Dev Anand ya Sharukh Khan milna mushkeel ho geya hai!" Mira Said dramatically "You are way too filmy, ese toh koi nhi milega!" Neha told her with a knowing look. "Then I am happy single!" She told her. "Beta You Are Getting Old!????????" Janvi said to which Akhil choked on his food on other hand Mira's eyes widen in shock and Neha laughed loudly holding her stomach. Bezzati ???? *** She suddenly bumped into someone which made her lose her balance, she waited to touch the ground which never happened, someone hold her right hand and saved her. Mira opened her eyes and was surprised to find a familiar yet unfamiliar face infront of her, she was mesmerized by him. His face was calm, he had light beard, his brown eyes were hidden behind his frameless specs, he was looking descent yet hot in the black kurta with rolled sleeves, her eyes fell on his hand which was holding hers just to get more attracted by his veiny arm. She looked into his eyes again which were already looking at her making her heartbeat run like a rollercoaster. For Mira, everything stopped and the only song was playing in her mind. Tum bhi ho... main bhi Hoon Paas aao toh keh doon Aakhir kyun pal mein yun Diwaana main ho gaya Tumhe jo maine dekha Jo hosh tha woh toh gaya . . #284 out of 2.31 Million (in Love) #12 out of 99.9K (on Wattpad) #164 out of 101K (In Secret) #143 out of 173K (in comedy) #155 out of 115K (in best friend) #156 out of 477K (in fiction) #24 out of 63K (in crush) #128 out of 299K (in lovestory)

"Aditya, I-" "Yes or No." His voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding. Shivalika didn't say anything. She knew if she replied with only Yes or No then it will bring up more Misunderstandings. But Her silence was enough for him. "The lies, the betrayal... You really thought I wouldn't find out?" Her eyes drifted to the papers in his hand-papers that would change everything. Her face paled. She had never imagined the truth would come out like this. "D-DNA report..." Her voice trembled. Her family was now frozen in shock. The betrayal was too much. His heart, once shattered, He had trusted her, believed her- But she had betrayed him. Not once, but twice. After all these years, she had hidden the truth about his daughter. "You hid it from me." His voice was thick "For eight years." His words were harsh. "I have a 7 year-old daughter, and I never knew she existed. I thought my child was dead! And you... you didn't think I had the right to know?" His voice broke into a whisper, one laced with pain. "I should've known. I shouldn't have trusted you after what you did to me eight years ago." Disgust curling his lips. For the first time, Shivalika saw hatred for her in his eyes, and it pierced her soul. But she knew she deserved it- every bit of his hate. She had broken him all over again. "You're a lawyer, right? You fight for human rights, but You took away my rights as a father." "Ms. Chauhan...You will regret hiding this from me. You've seen my love,and now... now you will see my Hate." "I didn't hate you when you left me. But today, today you've given me a reason to." His face twisted in a storm of fury, betrayal. "I'll make your life a living hell. This was all because of our family rivalry right? Now, I'll show You what a Real Rivalry looks like." Each word filled with venom, rage, and the promise of Vengeance. The man who had once been the hero of someone's story had now become the villain of his own. His Love turned into Vengeance.

In a time when radios played Lata's songs and letters carried feelings deeper than words ever could, she met him-on the first day of college, twenty years after India gained independence. He wasn't a freedom fighter, but he freed something in her. A smile. A feeling. A love she never dared to name. He loved sitars when the world had moved on to guitars. He loved books, children, music... and she? She loved him. Quietly. Completely. From behind the veil of silence every sanskaari girl was taught to wear back then. He was the boy every girl admired. She was that quiet girl-who changed herself, little by little, just to be noticed. While he chased dreams and disappeared into the world, she stayed behind-with ink-stained fingers and a heart that beat only for him. She doesn't know where he is now. But she remembers the way he once looked at her, like she mattered. And now, decades later, all she has are her memories... and a diary that was never really about her. It was always about Him.

Coming out of an abusive marriage where she was assaulted for dowry, years later, Dhriti Diwan is a self made Billionaire. Saad Hafiz, a surgeon who hides an ugly past of his own agrees to marry the sister of his best friend. Two different people bounded in a marriage of convenience with a thread of pain. Will Dhriti ever be able to love again? What's going to happen when Saad gets to know about the body of his wife which is covered in burnt marks and bruises? Will he get repulsed by her? Dhriti considers herself unwanted, will Saad ever be able to love her?