𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 18+ 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Note: Shikanj is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters. They are my babies. Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

Aleera was the typical 21 century woman, had her own house and ran her own business, living all by herself and without relying on anyone. She saw herself as a happy person, content with her life, until he walked in and everything changed. He scared her, he excited her and he attracted her in a way that didn't make any sense to Aleera. Dominic was all kinds of wrong, what she shouldn't want for her life, but it didn't stop him from desiring only one woman. He knew what he wanted and would stop at nothing to have her. Against all odds, two people from completely opposite worlds but could be just right for each other. Love was never easy and different wasn't always bad, afterall, a rose didn't need to be red to be beautiful...

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

Three years ago, Amber Milburn met Chris Collins...a senior who was arrogant, impossible, and far too good at getting under her skin. She eventually fell for him. He crushed those feelings badly... despite clearly feeling something himself. They walked away with pride intact and hearts slightly damaged. Now, three years later, Amber unknowingly lands an internship at his company. Chris is now the bossy, perfectly polished CEO who likes his coffee black, his desk spotless, and his life under control. Amber is chaotic sunshine in heels...funny without trying, stubborn by nature, and somehow, always fainting when he's just an inch too close. He likes order. She is disorder. He gives instructions. She argues with them. He wants distance. She keeps ending up in his space. Somewhere between office disasters, stolen glances, possessive moments, family chaos, loyal friends, and a history neither of them truly buried... old sparks begin to feel dangerously new again. Because the problem with unfinished stories is? They have a habit of starting over. *** "How could you do this to me? Why make me sign that contract?" I asked furiously. He looked up from his laptop and smirked. "As far as I remember, I didn't make you sign the contract, did I? You signed it on your own. If I am not wrong, it is entirely your fault for signing without reading the documents properly. The first rule in business is: never sign any papers without reading them properly." "I deny," I said. "Your wish, Ms. Milburn. You can walk out of the company anytime and meet my lawyers in court tomorrow," he said, leaning back in his chair. "You're cruel, Chris." "It's Mr. Collins for you, Ms. Milburn. I hope you know basic etiquette and professionalism, or your business degree is useless." "I hate you!" "Now, if you are done wasting my time, go and bring me my coffee. No sugar. Now out!" These three months were going to be the most disturbing and stressful three months of my life.

It's not everyday that you get asked by a multi-billionaire man to marry his son. One day when Abrielle Caldwell was having the worst day of her life; the son of a multi-Billionaire bumps into her making her drop her books outside of school. Not knowing he was Ace Daniels, she threw all her anger out at him, and Ace ended up picking up her books for her. When Ace's father sees the first time that his son obeyed, he knew Abrielle was the girl that could tame Ace.

𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦.

Meet Alyssa Bent, she's a nerd. But not your typical one. She likes to read, but her world doesn't totally revolve around books. She's not shy nor does she stutter when someone tries to corner her. She can stand up to anyone provided it doesn't involve attention. Attention is the only thing that scares her, and like always, there's a reason behind it. Maintaining a balance of grades and producing comebacks with sarcasm dripping from each word isn't the only talent she possesses. Enter Aaron Pelt, the most popular boy at Gradient High. Girls fawn over him. Well, who wouldn't? He's the star soccer player, after all. With the looks no less than a model, he has no problem maintaining his status on the social ladder. He maintains a cool aura around him all the time. They both go to Gradient High, a school that is divided into two social groups: the popular ones and the nerds. The popular ones are the wealthy snobs and the nerds are the ones who practically are their slaves. At Gradient High, these two groups can never get along! Like Ever! But who knew that the most popular guy and the nerd would actually be best friends? That's right! Alyssa and Aaron have been best friends since their diaper days. But at school, they are forced not to acknowledge each other's presence because if they did, Aaron's reputation might suffer and Alyssa may be subjected to something she hates the most: attention. While Aaron may not know, the reason why Alyssa hates attention might be even more than she lets him believe. A reason that might even force her to throw away her future dream. So will Aaron be able to break through the walls and push her out even when he has the pressure of popularity and the school status weighing him down? Get ready to expect the unexpected. You might want to change your definition of clichè after reading...... #1 Humour- 08.01.16 (Cover by: -infinities) *NOT EDITED SO KINDLY BEAR WITH ME!

She is a little childishness to his maturity. He is a little stability to her randomness. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She is a whole gallon of gossips. He is a whole statue of calmness. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• He hates chaotic people until it's Miss Lee y/n. She despise rude people until it's Mr Kim Taehyung. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Together, they are the missing piece of puzzle in each others life. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• . . I hope you all will like this story 💜❤️

In which Hoseok texts a wrong number "Everyone talks about the tragic beauty of blue and green eyes but what about the brown ones which warm you up like hot cocoa on a cold winter night?" Kim Y/N drunk dials Jung Hoseok, the member of the famous boy band BTS, thinking that it was her best friend. But, Y/N is opposite to the lively Hoseok. Much like the identity he conceals each time, much like the shadow of the sun. A Jung Hoseok Textfiction. Best Rankings: #1 in fanfiction #1 in bts #1 in btsfanfic #1 in jhope #1 in chatting #1 in btssuga #9 in romance #1 in unknown

"What happened to you?" I asked and she looked away from me. "No... nothing" she stuttered I can tell she was crying. "You were crying?" I asked more like stated and she shook her head. "Isha... if you're upset because of what you saw in the morning then you sho.. shouldn't be" I said in the end stuttering. "I shouldn't be?" She asked innocently. And now her eyes filled up with tears. "She is my wife isha" I reasoned and she gives me sad smiled. "So am I" she whispered and tear escaped her eyes and turned to other side making me froze on my place. In those 2 years, this is the first time Isha said that she is my wife. Even I never acknowledge her as my wife. We hide this from everyone. We never behaved nor we asked each other that we are husband and wife and we want rights. So hearing Isha mentioning her as my wife makes me feel something in my heart which I never felt for her before. It makes me feel that I'm standing here with my 2nd secret wife. ******** "Mai bhale hi sirf tumhara nahi hun, par tum sirf meri ho. SIRF. MERI. Mrs Isha Arshad malik (i may not only yours. But you are mine. Only mine. Mrs Isha Arshad malik)" ******** Isha Abdullah. a beautiful 17-year-old girl. She lives in a small village. A village where girl treated like trash. She lost her mother when she born. Her father married another woman cause he wanted to give his daughter the love of a mother. But her fate gave her witch disguise by mother. She lost her father at the age of 12 and after that, her stepmother makes her life hell. Arshad Malik. A handsome kind 25 years old man. Happily Married man. He loves his wife. He married his college sweetheart when he was 23. He lived in Dubai with his wife cause of his business. They both came to their home town for some business but that led Arshad to married Isha. So how they got married and how they will hide their marriage from the world.