After killing the beautiful soul mercilessly by his physical and mental and verbal and sexual assaults, Aksh found the intense urge to punish himself. The urge was so intensely drumming in his heart that he found himself getting relief by inflicting pain on himself-the one who had made his "Mehak" a living dead. He longed to punish the monster inside him as painfully as possible, the monster who had ruined his Mehak's soul. Ruined his innocent midnight-honey eyed angel. He had scarred her for eternity and now he's determined to bestow himself with double amounts of scars and pain and grief. He doesn't want her forgiveness. Rather pain. Cause for the life of him he couldn't forgive himself, let alone having his Angel forgive him. He wishes to strangle his soul in the regrets of breaking her till it dies. He wishes to bear pain till it makes up for the torture he inflicted on his innocent angel. He hates himself with same intensity as he loves his Mehak, endlessly. Love for his Mehak and hatred for himself to the extent of making himself writhe painfully in his self inflicted torture cause he has broken her-His Fragile Rose. And now it's time to break himself. Twice as much, if not more. Maybe until he dies. [[[!!!!CAUTION-----HIGHLY TRIGGERED SCENES! READER'S DISCRETION ADVISED! A DARK STORY! ABUSIVE! SELF HARM SCENES! DON'T READ IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE SUCH SCENES. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND TO NOT READ, IF YOU'RE FRAGILE HEARTED!!!!!!!]]] You've been warned. ~~

ONLY for 18+ audience. Keerthi felt a hand under her chin,coaxing her to look up ,as she met with warm brown eyes,in their darkest shade. Her eyes went to her husband's lips,wetting her own involuntarily,when she felt Vikram's hold tighten. She blushed,looking down,her face felt on fire. Vikram pulled her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "Keerthi", Vikram started gruffly,his voice laced with desire, their lips merely brushing, teasing one another,"We should go to sleep now if you don't want it to continue any further." Keerthi's face flamed at her husband's insinuation. But dammit,she wanted to be kissed. For the first time ever.

Aditi is just like you and me. Living in Mumbai with her best friend, life is where she wants it to be. Stable. The next three weeks, a charming blind date and the roommate's older brother are just about to shake that up. Cover Art: Someone who I need to have tea with pronto Ranking: #201 in Romance (Last I checked :D )

After unknowingly saving a mafia boss from a botched bank robbery, Kiara accepts an offer to work for him as a translator, not realizing love may become part of the package. ***** Though Kiara Payne may be a genius when it comes to languages, what she knows of the real world largely comes from books and movies. But after foiling a robbery on her first day as a bank teller, Kiara finds herself thrust into a world of danger, her life resting in the hands of the infuriatingly sexy Italian mafia boss Milo Di Vaio. In exchange for her safety, Kiara agrees to serve as Milo's translator, accompanying him across Europe as he tries to clean up the mess his late brother left behind and save the reputation of the Di Vaio crime family. Cold, ruthless, and sinfully beautiful, Milo is hard to resist but even harder to love. As tensions rise and secrets are spilled, Milo and Kiara are both forced to question everything they thought they knew. Does love outweigh loyalty? And if so, is it worth dying for? [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes and violence