Book 1 of wounded series ☆---•°○°•---☆ They were tied together by a thread, we name as marriage but she wasn't ready. Aadhya Malhotra, Being betrayed by the love of her life on her wedding day, she had to marry him to save the reputation of their families and the one incident grew the thorns of insecurities around her heart. Aayansh Rajvanshi, who had everything one could ask for, a loving family, caring friends but that one person who he always craved for but hated at the same time. Growing up while fighting with his emotions and the only thing he could express himself was anger. How things will turn out when these two will try to cross each other's boundaries. Will they be able to heal each other or will things get more messed up when some incidents of their pasts will start effecting their present. To know, walk through their journey with your author ♡

They tied the knot in their childhood arranged by their families. The little hearts never knew the actual meaning of this bond called 'marriage' which was forced upon them in childhood. As they grew older, their way of thinking changed, their mindset changed, their friendships changed. But their love? Will that remain the same, or will that too change with time? Rudransh Rathore, an architect and Akshita Suryawanshi, a college student tied the knot in their childhood. But a few months after the wedding, Rudransh was sent abroad for his studies but Akshita? She stayed back there because of their families' backward thinking about women. Fifteen years have passed, yet Rudransh has not returned. Though she spent her days receiving the love of her in-laws and her own family, she never received her husband's love. Now, as he is about to return, will her husband accept her, or will they also get lost in the pages of memory like those childhood friends we once lost?

| 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 | ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ sʜᴏʀᴛ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs. ᴇᴀᴄʜ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴇᴘʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. • 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 • 1. ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ (Completed) 2. ʜɪs ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ (Completed) 3. ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ (Completed) 4. ғɪʀᴇ & ɪᴄᴇ (Ongoing) 5. ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇs 𝟸.𝟶 (Upcoming) ✿✿ #1 in desire #6 in rom-com ~•~

Looking for a Royal Romance Nimmi Singh Rathore)is our beautiful sweet, innocent and bubbly 25 years old girl just like her Mother Subi Nirmaan Singh Rathore and with a little bit of Attitude of her father Nirmaan Singh Rathore. She is life of her mother and whole world to her father. But when life and career comes in between How will she be able to leave her family Behind to move to a new city? Unknown to her, there is a new life waiting for her. Where she will become a tulip of someone's life. Vikram Singh Chandravanshi, who is almost 30, and still not ready to be married even After so much of ear eating of his Nani(Grandma), is a 6'2 tall dark handsome with perfectly toned and lean Muscles with sharp jawline and almond dark brown eyes. His charcoal black hair, that are as dense as a forest, could mesmerise anyone. But he never gave a single look to anyone ever in his life. How will a soul like dark sky ever fall in love with a soul like a cheerful and bright sun with Beautiful flowers . ----- Nimmi was pacing around her new room. She was still in her wedding attire, it was her wedding night and she was super nervous. "Nimbu don't panic relax", she tells herself when a superb idea pops in her head, "pranayama, yes!!", saying she patted her shoulder proudly and jumps on bed taking her position. She starts her breathing exercises taking deep breath in and out with her eyes closed. Vikram entered the room only too see his newly wedded wife doing "yoga?", "is this girl crazy?", he gave a mix of confused, blank and cute expression if that's even possible. Taking a step towards Nimmi he came closer hoovering over her 5.5feet. "And when you come make sure you have enough time, Kyunki Thodi tasalli se tum aana, sukoon se sham-e-awadh guzarni hai."(because come with patience, a glorious evening needs to be spent.), saying in his husky deep voice he took a step back with his hands in pant pockets and winked at her with a smirk. --- #1. Broken soul #1. 2023

❝Where a brutal and fierce king falls for a vain and beguiling queen.❞

On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was not a big deal for a billionaire like him. He had a lot more than that. Wealth, power, the respect he had all of them but lacked the most important thing that couldn't be bought with money. He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to You for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."

Have you ever loved someone soo much, that you'd be able to do just about anything for them...even destroying yourself? Meet Zayaan Hashmi, the CEO of Qureshi group of industries. Tall, smart, handsome...the epitome of perfection. He has that charm and charisma, yet his cold gaze is like a drug that no woman could resist. People lower their heads in respect and fear whenever they come across him. However, he has a secret... In the daylight, he's the cunning Businessman but when the night falls he turns into ZH, the Mafia overlord everyone fears. They say he has no heart that bleeds. Although, his stone-cold heart beats and his hard gaze softens just for one person... Inarah Qureshi (21) is the rich heiress of Qureshi group. She's every man's dream. More beautiful than any flower, more elegant and charming than any celebrity. She's the epitome of perfection. Even after all that, she's kind, gentle to the point of stupidity and sassy with whomever she should be. She could kill any man with just her dimple smile. Guys fight over just to catch her eye. Yet, she has her eyes on just 1 person. She's given her heart and soul to just 1 person, but that person is the only one that pushes her away... Inarah has been in love with Zayaan since forever. She would do anything and everything for him yet he never reciprocates to her love even though he loves her even more than she loves him. Why? Because he needs to punish himself by sacrificing his love because he was guilty...as he was her father's murderer. He has promised himself to protect her from a distance. However, how is it possible for 2 souls who belong together to be apart? Will their fate bring them together or drive them further apart? Warning!!! Curse words and foul language at times. Even violence, blood, and gore at some parts Reader's discretion is advised.

Marrying him was never supposed to happen. Rather, she had to be far away from him and his memories. She believed in love because of him, she cried because of him and now she's heartbroken because of him. Kyra Malhotra- A fashion designer by profession, a broken princess by heart. Friends and family are her priority, love a rarity. Ahaan Kapoor - A businessman by profession and heartthrob by looks. Love is his priority, losing her a rarity. The question is, will love happen, or will they separate their ways? Because it's both wanted and an unwanted marriage.

"You are a magic spell which had slowly started to enchant me with the pain of love" His voice quivered with pain and agony as tiny drops of rain trickled down the frosted window behind me, to which I was pinned mercilessly, due to his strong force. "For once, just for once look into these tortured eyes of mine and see how much madly in love with you I am Vaneeza!" "For you, I had always been an inseparable filth to your precious existence but for me, you had always been a waterfall of piousness and chastity, no matter what others say about your past!" A layer of excruciating pain ran across my heart as he referred to that unfortunate night from my dreadful past. "I wish you could see how my heart is pathetically bleeding just for you, since__" He paused as he breathed faster, the warmth of which had already started to raise goosebumps on my neck making me feel numb to the core. "Umar!" A low, painful moan escaped my trembling lips for the very first time in these ten minutes, fearing the outcomes of his anger and frenzy. "Umar please!" I pleaded again. His eyes were becoming red and fiery as his existence started to get dangerously nearer to mine. "Please let me be the light, your dark soul is in search of!" He begged. "Please leave!" I cried. "Please let me linger in your story a bit longer!" He moaned with pain as he caressed my cheeks, deciding to end his frenzy into a passionate kiss. But before he could do that, I pushed him away and yelled, "I HATE YOUR EXISTENCE!" I knew that I was lying. He began to slowly step back as he realized that the king who loved to rule billions of hearts, had been brutally crushed under the feet of his beloved queen. "I'm really sorry, Vaneeza!" He smiled weakly as he wiped his tears. "Aj k baad tmhy mjsy kbi koi shikayat nae hogi! I promise!" Were the only words which came straight from his broken heart as he decided to leave me in this dungeon of hopelessness. True to his words, he never came back..!