"𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵" "No?" he questioned as her eyes flew open and she nodded. "It wasn't an option baby" he whispered as he placed a kiss on her thin neck, making her shiver and clutch onto his suit "When I say something you do it" "N-No" her answer wavered and his grip on her jaw tightened. He noticed a small adhesive bandage on her neck from when the knife dug at her skin yesterday. His thumb caressed the spot as her heartbeat quickened "See" his eyes met hers "I didn't even touch you yesterday, but you already have a bruise. What do you think will happen when I finally make you mine?" She gulped hard but refused to give up to a person who was practically a stranger to her "I'm not yours" she breathed out. "Again, not an option baby" ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ Abigor Hayes, the mafia feared by nations. He was known for committing every single crime that the world has known, but never getting caught for it. Being the current head of the powerful Hayes family, no one could even touch him. What happens when the Mafia King attends the annual ball and meets Aria Leighton, a woman with unearthly beauty and magic in her fingers? He now wanted what he shouldn't have, but are things really as simple as Aria makes them seem to be?

It's been two years since he has gone to study abroad. I still remember the day I came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day when he suddenly came into my room. I was looking at him with shocked eyes because of his actions. He locked the door and started coming in my direction. I knew that I was in danger but I can't move my body. Bloody hell, my body was held by the cold gaze of his blue sea-colored eyes. With long steps, he was coming towards me, and in a flash of seconds, he was in front of me. He grabbed my hair making me look into his eyes, my eyes were close afraid of meeting his cold star but the next word from his mouth made my eyes short open. "Who was that man Jane with whom you were laughing and talking answer me. Who was he," he shouted in anger. I took in his appearance his jaw was clenched and his eyes were burning in anger. H-e-he saw me with him. I knew I was in danger. Now, what should I do was the big question for me. Warm tears filled my eyes ready to slip out from the corner of my eyes by remembering that day. The more memory of that day still you heard it right. First place in The Scribblers Award 2020 for best novel

Call it obsession, call it possessive. She was mine first so that gives me all rights to her no matter what anyone says.. Kaden Hernandez, sexy, tattoo billionaire. Head of the Mafia. Stormi Madden, innocent, great student, absolutely a nobody. Completed 07/26/2021. ****All copyrights © belong to the author of this book belong @ bre_anna02. 12/2020 . All rights reserved. Any illegal reproduction of this content in any form will result in immediate action against the person concerned. Absolutely no rewrites, no short storys, no use of any content involving my characters, my setting, and my story line. You must have written permission by me to do anything involving my book. All characters, setting, story line are all fictional

(Highest Ranking #1st in Historical Fiction on 9/04/18) "I challenge you Prince Aditya, though this wedding was without our consent, I would make sure that you would fall in love with me. You would crave to have me as your soulmate. I will make sure that I would win your heart and soul. Inspite of my average looks" Grinned Princess Naintara as she made that promise to herself. The princess, a former Commander in General, a rebel and a warrior had to marry the heroic and arrogant warrior Prince Aditya due to unfavourable circumstances. Because of her strong will and brains, Prince Aditya realises that he has a fatal and undeniable attraction towards her. Will both of them try to make their marriage work and rule the kingdom successfully despite their differences? Rule: Atleast 1 chapter per day My book is now available on Amazon and Notion Press. Links are below For Kindle (e-book) https://www.amazon.in/DUCKLING-PRINCESS-KRUTI-MEHTA-KRIZAL-ebook/dp/B0848HXFW8 For Amazon (paperback) https://www.amazon.in/dp/1648052940?&tag=notionpcom-21 For Notion Press (paperback) https://notionpress.com/read/princess-ugly-duckling (use coupon code LETSDANCE) For Flipcart (paperback) https://www.flipkart.com/princess-ugly-duckling/p/itma373230b6d9f0 (P.S. My Novels does not have high emotional rollercoaster rides. There are very positive characters and women are not the sufferers. They are self empowered and motivated. You can read these chapters with smile on your face and positivity in your heart)

"She is not my wife... Do you hear me? She will never be my wife...she is just my dead wife's sister for me... Nothing else...," -Mustafa Hamad Makhdoom "He will never love me... I will only be Rania sister for him... Just his dead wife's sister... Never his wife...His second wife," -Maria Arsalan Chaudhary _________________________________________ Maria Arsalan Chaudhary a 21 years old naive and innocent girl, was bestowed with a golden heart, hazel deepest eyes, and a bleeding soul. She lost her sister in an accident that she didn't know about anything but she also lost her Mickey mouse, her Mustafa, her knight in the shining armour, who went away when her sister and his wife died but after 2 years of suffering he came back when the clouds of the dead started to follow her. Mustafa Hamad Makhdoom a 32 years old man with a heart burden by guilt and regret that he can't protect his wife whose blood is on his hands, but after 2 years he had to go back home and take his role back as the son, leader, and most of all a protector. But his past will not leave him alone and he will have difficulty accept new changes in life. What will happen when these two are bound together, one to save her and to fulfil their mother's wish. What will they do when the past, secret, betrayal, and sorrow will follow them and secrets will haunt them from graves. What will happen when the mafia leader and dangerous man Mustafa Makhdoom who vowed to never love again will fell in love again but what if it's too late and she didn't want him anymore. Will he get his love while protecting her or the past destroy them and their family forever, will they have a chance at love or their love will only destroy them and then finish them. Join the story of Mustafa Makhdoom and Maria Chaudhary where the pain is shared, suffering is never enough, love is unrequited and the past is following like a ghost to wreck them, the story of being destroyed in love, Fanaa.

"I am merely a performer. I am not a whore or an object to satisfy your desires," tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke. "I don't care," he retorted callously. "Fuck you," she spat, her voice trembling with anger and defiance. "That was precisely my intention, Ms. Ferrari," he smirked, his eyes filled with an unholy desire. **** "Take off your clothes." Her eyes widened in shock, and instinctively, she acted on her first impulse-running towards the door. But before she could reach the lock, a strong, muscular hand stopped her efforts. She struggled to remove his hand, but her attempts proved futile. Shaking her head in defiance, she refused his demeaning command. She would accept any condition he set forth at that moment, but stripping in front of him was a line she wouldn't cross. She felt his breath on her exposed neck, his orders and demands devoid of any semblance of humanity. In an instant, her body was forcefully thrown onto the nearby couch as he loomed over her petite figure, his hands planted firmly on either side of her head, his expression deadly. "If you can't comply, I can always call my guards to do it for you. Shall I?" he hissed, his words venomous. She wished for a natural disaster to befall her, to erase her existence from his presence. The hand on her right side retreated as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Her eyes widened, realizing that he was a man of his word. No one should dare to play with fire when they were unaware of the consequences. She wriggled beneath him, emitting a raspy cry. Before he could make the call, she blurted out her answer. "I'll do it." Story of a don and a professional dancer. A tale of betrayal, love-hate, obsession, deception, blood, darksouls, forbidden desire, redemption and togetherness.

[01/07/2021] - [13/04/2023] "You can't keep going around like a fucking maniac and treating me like shit. That isn't how relationships work," Sophia's voice was havoc as she verbalized her emotions. "That isn't how we work..." Tired, vulnerable and agitated at not only him, but herself. How could she let herself get this far, in such little time? He looked down, ashamed, not wanting to respond. His heart felt like it was beating faster than it should've. "I forgot how it felt to love you." As soon as those words were uttered from Sophia's lips, his world broke apart. Gone, in just a matter of seconds. - - - When Sophia Adam moves to a new town, she wishes nothing more than a boring, new life, to separate herself from her past. Moving meant completing university and getting a clerkship with a judge. Moving meant making refreshing new friends, and meeting a mysterious guy that seems hell-bent on getting to know her. To Sophia, moving to a new town was everything she imagined and more. She just didn't expect her past to follow.

A badboy billionaire, Karan kundrra's best friend was dying. Pratik prakash W's last wish was for Karan to take care and marry his sister to protect her from money-grabbing men. Willingly, Karan agreed to marry secretly and become Tejasswi's conservator until she was at the age of twenty-six. Heiress Tejasswi Prakash W. moved to London and started her new life at the age of twenty-one. For years, she harbored a crush on Karan, but he kept his distance and treated her like a child. For three years, she and her fake husband see each other once or twice a year. He lived his life and she did hers. But when his family started to demand Karan take a wife, he had no choice but to present teja as his scapegoat. After a week together in his family estate, will Karan see his wife in a different light?

Radiant: sending out light; shining or glowing brightly "She was like a lighthouse, radiant, in my never ending sea of pitch black waves" Harry Styles is a world renowned cardiovascular surgeon who's never been in touch with his own heart. Althea Cooper is the ray of sunshine who owns a joyous cafe opposite St Jude's Hospital. But when Harry discovers that the joy is just a mask that Althea wears every day can he help to heal her pain? Will she help to heal his? The two could not be more opposite but when neither of them can escape the magnetism between them, will they be able to escape their pain and let each other in? Are they really that different after all? MATURE THEMES

This is a vijay devarakonda fanfic and I hope you guys enjoy this like my other works.