Riddhima reread Marcus's monologue several times, trying to fully capture what was written on the page. But she couldn't stop herself from thinking about something else. How like Lavinia, someone had found her after the act. Vansh. It was still a blur but she could distinctly remember his voice, the warmth of his body and comfort of his arms holding her close to him. He'd whispered soothing words to her, little lies that made her feel calm and at peace. But most of all it had been the smell of his skin and cologne and that indescribable scent that was just Vansh. The same scent that had started her heart racing on the dance floor had also made her realize that she was safe. She quietly put the books aside, not wishing to relive anymore of her experiences. She knew now that she had been right, she did feel a real connection with these characters but she didn't want to face that right now. Instead Riddhima curled up, hugging her pillow close and shut her eyes. She pretended that she was in Vansh's arms again, letting the smell of him envelope her completely. This was what made her feel safe and secure, like she wasn't falling apart. Only this. Only Vansh. Warning: Violence and Graphic Imagery COVER BY - @Paracosmic_Soul

When another Ajay Roy case happens Riddhima worries over Vansh's obsession, a thoughtless pronouncement leads to surprising results. And Vansh realizes that his worst nightmare barely scratched the surface of the terror Ajay Roy can unleash. After a year apart Vansh and Riddhima meet again. Can they rebuild their relationship and work together to fight a common enemy? Can they ever trust each other again? Love each other again? Sequel to In Sunshine or In Shadow.

Riddhima is left traumatized after a horrible incident, will Vansh be able to heal her or her pain would remain forever....... 🔺Hands tied, blood wiped , soul screamed and heart shrieked, But then I felt your hand on my shoulder................... I knew somewhere, that I would heal.🔺 Love heals.................... everything, hopefully. _________________________________ Characters: Riddhima Raisinghania- female protagonist,wife of Vansh Raisinghania. Vansh Raisinghania- male protagonist ,husband of Riddhima Kabir Sharma- ex fiancee of Riddhima , antagonist Recurring: Sana - in-house security official Angre - in-house security official and Ishani's husband Ishani- vansh's sister Sia- vansh's sister Dadi Aryan - vansh's cousin Others Househelp ,servants, doctor etc. _______________________________ *This was my first book so yup "amateur writing"; hope you don't judge me by this.* #1 Riansh (Feb2021) #1 Immj #1 Immj2 (Dec2020) #2 Kabir (Dec2020) #2 Vansh (Dec2020) #6 happiness out of 51000+ stories #6 care out of 85000+ stories (Dec2020) Story length: 34,500 words P.C: Pinterest & Google.

A royal love story which is totally different as shown🤫 Story of a King and his Queen🤴🖤👸 Some thrill,some mystery and action 🤫 ____________________ 🧿____________________ Will love bloom??A love of illusion or it's crystal clear 🌌 Peep into the story👀 Check it out, comment your thoughts 🤌🖤

During the midst of chaos, stress and excitement for her brother Kairav's wedding, Aarohi Goenka stumbles upon a past which causes the long and forgotten feelings to resurface into her life. However, it wasn't an ex, rather someone much more important, dearest, and stupid than that. Her Best Friend, Neil Birla.

Manyabhum and You, Vansh growled in rage, decieved me. Now get ready to bear the consequence! A war shall be waged against your state, and You, he lift her chin with the tip of the sword shall be doomed. Behead me! replied she in a confident tone.but i request you,my King! Pls Dont wage any war against my native land. What if i do? I will go to any length to stop you...She answered with full confidence. Oh is it....Vansh was amused. He frankly was extremely, amazed to witness the audacious Chapereon. His desires were urged to kiss those plump juicy lips, but his mind wanted more. He smirked Do u think you can stop me? Yes! She was confident 7 DAYS FROM THE SUNRISE TO THE SUNSET. I am Ready Said She. Vansh pulled Riddhima by her waist and said -So Am I. Set in the pretext of 750 -800 A.D. KabirBhadra, the ruler of ManyaBhum of Bengal, in order to save his kingdom from his staunch enemy Gandharavipur ,sought political help from Udaykhetra ,the most powerful kingdom of North India, fixed his sister Ragini's marriage with Udaykhetra"s sole heir,the crown prince, Vansh. But Destiny had some other plans in her sleeves. Ragini, on the day of her marriage , ran away with her lover, Dhruva, and the bride was swapped by her chief handsmaid and chaperon Riddhima, who was indebted to her for her brother's life. What will happen,when the truth will be out, What will Riddhima do to stop an enraged king and, a fierce battle against Manyabhum only within a deadline of 7 days? A mature Love story of a Powerful Warrior king and a pretty, wise ordinary chapereon. Is it possible to stop a war in a Battlefield by a deal made in the bedchamber? Highly Matured Content. Yes! She replied, though her heart was thudding like a drum in a high beat. You have 7 days from the sunrise to the sunset. I am ready answered Riddhima politely He pulled her by waist and lift her chin,and smirked - "So Am I "

Erika Lovet is used to being in the background, always in her sister's shadow. Since she was a child, her parents have always doted on Alice, have always wanted the best for her, while Erika, the other child, is always thought of second, but still expected to be like her sister. So, it's a surprise to everyone when the dashing Prince asks for Erika, and not her sister. Who knew that the only person to notice Erika first, just happens to be the one that every other girl in the land desires?

"You just have no idea." His voice was thick with restraint. "W-what," I breathed. His gaze flicked to my lips as his thumb stroked again. The calloused pad against my soft flesh sent goosebumps down my arms. His once warm eyes were dark as they lifted and bared into my soul. "What you do to... men." His husky whisper weakened my knees. I almost fell but his other hand settled on my hip, pulling me closer to him. "What you do to me," he added on a breath. The hand on my jaw shifted. His fingers left trails of tingles as he slipped them back slowly, under my earlobe and into my curls. *************************************************** As a young girl, Charlotte Avery's favourite pass time was daydreaming about her Prince Charming: Archer Johnson. She never stopped to consider that Archer was her brother's best friend.. Or that he always appeared severely creeped out by her attention. On her 16th birthday, Charlotte received a harsh reality check. Realizing just how embarrassing she had been acting, she swore to never make a fool of herself in front of Archer again. The problem? She is about to head to college and unfortunately it's the same school where Archer is currently the star quarterback. Follow Charlotte during her first year at USC as she juggles new experiences, social anxiety, family drama back home, and avoiding Archer. These are the unintended consequences of an embarrassing childhood crush. *************************************************** Top Ranks: #1 - Hot #1 - Collegeromance #1 - Brothersbestfriend #1 - Football #1 - Brooding #1 - Slowburn #1 - Quarterback #1 - Athlete #2 - Newadult #2 - Player #5 - Badboy #73 - Romance ***************************************************

Greetings to everyone for approaching here! This book contains some short stories which could be read as stand alone general fiction too ; I've borrowed the leading couple from an Indian daily soap but all the situations and incidents are my creation, if it resembles to some then it's unintentional..so feel free to take risk of reading further. Please note, you may criticise the characters or their actions but no personal attack is allowed. You are requested not to do plagiarized any scene or story. Have a happy reading :-)

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)