[Featured - AmbassadorsIN] ༻❁༺ Every heart sings a song, incomplete until another heart whispers back. ༻❁༺ Kabir, a widowed single father, finds himself setting foot in the waters of marriage again. Heer, a thirty-year-old single woman, decides to get married, only to fulfil her grandmother's last wish. With the heavy baggage of the past, scars of broken and hurting relationships, and differences, will the two ever survive this arrangement? Find more in Prelude. [Completed]

Aadarsh Sehgal plays many roles in his life. A businessman running the Sehgal & Sons construction company. The son who fulfills all his responsibilities of being the eldest, taking care of his father who is slowly losing out on his memories of him. The elder brother to four siblings. Of all roles, the one of being an elder brother takes the crown. Being the elder one he had always been responsible for his younger siblings. However losing at his mother at seventeen had transformed the young boy into a young responsible man all too soon. Ruhaani Khatri isn't a pessimist but she is a realist. Orphaned at a very young age she had learned very early on that life is not designed to be fair. So she never complained about life not treating her well and accepted whatever life threw at her. Widow and a single mother, Ruhaani wants to give her daughter the best of everything she can. Will Aadarsh and Ruhaani find a permanent place in each other's lives? Heart seems to be off limits.

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Monsters don't hide under the bed anymore....atleast her's didn't. He sleeps with her, beside her, in her bed. They do not have horns and fangs anymore....atleast her's didn't. He was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. They are not all about hating you.....atleast her's wasn't. He loved her... beyond the definition of human love. He loved her more than humanly possible. He loved her a bit too much... Excerpt "Ahh," he pulled her up fisting her hair in his grip. She let out a yelp as her back banged into his jeep. Her eyes were on his, and his was screaming rage. He grabbed her jaw. "Say it again," he said. "I-I will always be y-yours," she repeated. "Say it with my name."I-I am y-yours Shahzain," Sitara said, and he leaned more into her. His grip around her jaw loosened, and his hand cupped her cheek and pulled open her naqab. He rested his forehead on hers. "You are Sitara. You are mine. Just mine...." His lips engulfed her's and his hands traveled to her waist. He pulled her closer to her, eating up the tiniest bit of space they had in between. He gripped his shoulders tightly as a reflex. Just like his eyes, his kiss was dominating too, making every breath of Sitara submit to him.

**A Wattpad featured story** Bekhudi || بیخودی ❝ He gently dragged his hand around the delicate skin of my neck, slowly caressing it under his stifling touch. I felt his breath curling against me, as a wave of sultriness rode over me. As if sensing it, his soft touch become firm and his thumb pressed against my bottom lip. His eyes were still trained on mine, studying me with a burning intensity. He looked at me with a fervent gaze, as I felt his eyes darken with desire? ❞ _____________________________ Bekhudi follows the life of Shanzae Malik, a political heiress, as she manoeuvres through the clutches of a patriarchal, honour bound society. Her life takes a turn when her family suggests an unexpected proposal to save their withering political dynasty. Crisis strikes, and her only option is to choose between the love of her life and his brother. A tale of love, heartache, deception & ecstasy!

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

WARNING! This story was my first (unedited/draft). Grammer, plot, etc is messy so please beware! thank you :))) - He couldn't get enough of the emerald in her gaze. And the one colour she thought she'd be afraid of was a colour her heart was set to beat towards a million times a day. - 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠. He is the most feared person in their town. Anyone who crossed his way was met with brutality and cruelty within him. He kills without remorse. But when he locks his grey eyes on a pair of green ones, everything he trained to become had vanished, because of her. 𝙇𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙖 𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨. She is known and loved by many, she was as gentle and sweet as a flower. She is the light in the darkness. But when she sets her green eyes upon his grey ones, she can't help but let her light shine through the darkness of him.

Isabelle Hart never fit in, being bullied daily at school and working nonstop to pay off your mothers drug debt wasn't the best thing a 17 year old wanted to do in their last year of high school. What happens when Isabelle is assigned to work as a maid in a billionaire families home, who just so happens to be in the Italian mafia? With the attention of two handsome brothers on her Isabelle's life is turned upside down. * BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIAS PRINCESS* • THIS CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE! 💗

Julius Santo was a name that had every human's skin crawling. Most people know of him due to the lethal Mafia he leads, his silver eyes that have watched countless souls fade away, or the sinister scar that crosses his brow. But for Hazel Alexis, Julius Santo was a man of kindness. Someone who was willing to listen to her vent, converse with her, or simply be in her company. Julius was a saviour to Hazel. A hero who guarded, supported, and kept her safe. Hazel Alexis is an innocent, quite oblivious, nineteen-year-old woman. She works as a nurse in a small health clinic, aiming to earn enough money to leave her toxic household, and also spends her weekdays studying at her local college. As her new friendship with Julius evolves, she can't help but fight the overwhelming feelings that develop between them. Obtaining a crush on your best friend could never end well, could it? Every day, the simple things he does drive her deeper into the obsessional crush she has with him. But the hidden truth that remains between the two was the undeniable reality of how their end could possibly be. The mixture of his secret, her obliviousness, and the ultimate reality of it all was bound to cause chaos. What happens when Hazel discovers Julius Santo's true identity? ••• Best Ranks #4 Friendstolovers - March 2022 #1 GrumpyxSunshine - May 2022 #8 Chicklit - May 2022