He looks at her like she's his world The light to his darkness, She looks at him like he could grow a field of flowers for her, And that's just what he did Together, they were 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒 ~❀~ Eleanor was what people call an ordinary girl. On the outside, she's beautiful, happy, cheerful, outgoing, you name it. But on the inside she's hurting.... a lot. Her father abuses her on a daily for the simplest things. Her mother left at a young age and never returned. Eleanor always turns to nature and books to find an escape out of the cruel world. But it never lasts long. What happens when Eleanor is getting groceries for her father, and bumps into a tall, sexy man? ~❀~ He brings his lips to my ear and whispers, "You look so sexy in this bikini it's hard not to take you in front of everybody and have them watch as I pound that tight little pussy of yours." ~❀~ My first Wattpad story, so I'm sorry if it's bad . . WARNING: abuse, language, triggers, verbal abuse, violence, etc. . . Started: 12-21-21 Completed: 2-13-22 . . Highest rankings |#1 in coffee |#1 in boyxgirl |#1 in tattoos |#1 in abused |#1 in shy |#1 in girlfriend |#1 in anxiety |#1 in tattoo |#1 in sweetheart |#2 in nice |#2 in funny |#3 in sweet |#3 in lovestory |#12 in café |#12 in soulmate |#2 in leo |#6 in cute |#11 in agegap |#38 in possessive |#19 in humor |#5 in italian |#36 in love |#9 in youngadult

"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.

A beautiful and strong-minded toddler grows up in a prostitute house hearing people screaming and begging for help. Her mother always kept her hidden in her room away from the hungry eyes of the men who wanted nothing but to use women for their pleasure. One day, the small girl found herself wandering around the house when her mother didn't come back for two days to give her food and water like usual. But what happens when she gets sold to the Psycho brothers who are well known for their cold-hearted and cruel natures? Will their darkness hurt her or give her the love she deserves? Read to find out.......

(Book 2) Sequel of Abused Angel (STANDALONE) . . . Angelina D'angelo, a shy, sweet kind-hearted girl. Always ready to help others. Loves her parents and brothers. Hopes that her husband will cherish her just like her father loves her mother. . . . Sergei Petrov, a dominating man. Capo of Russian mafia. Doesn't believe in god. He is very possessive of his things. He snatches whatever he likes by hook or by crook. Doesn't believe in love until angel caught his eye. . . . What you can expect: Possessive/Protective ML🔥 ML only softens towards FL🔥 Arranged marriage of ML and FL🔥 No cheating!!!🔥 Touch her and die🔥

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?

The story is set in late 1980s. A woman who has full faith in her husband and loves him to core and a man who'll do anything to protect his family but finds it hard to express his emotions. Will there story be like every other couple in that era or does fate has something else stored for them? ☆ Warning: This story contains mature themes. Some things (like religion, mention of texts) are written for fictional purposes only. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. So I am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

"WE NEED TO FUCKING CATCH HIM!" the bastard running behind me, yelled to his partner. It was was the middle of the night, I was running away, not caring about anything but getting myself out of this mess. I turned left and kept running as fast as I could, I've never been in this neighbourhood before. I looked around searching for any escape when I spotted an open window, fuck yeah. It was a bit high but I could manage. I climbed one of the trees close enough to the window and got in, It was a dark room, I looked around and almost choke on my own saliva from the shock. A little girl was sleeping peacefully on her small bed... ♡♡︎♡︎ She was the quiet girl, a nobody. He was the opposite a criminal, a well known one...He saw her just once and couldn't get her out of his mind.

AYANSH MEHRA, 28 years old, he is the CEO of Arya Company.... He is hot, handsome and kind hearted man.. But he never got love Or support in his life.. He is son of his father's first wife... After death of his mother, his father married again and started his new life forgetting him.. His new mother and step cousins didn't like him much. And his father also didn't like him much... ANJALI KASHYAP, 25 years old smart, beautiful, cute, kind girl.She is fashion designer in Arya Company.... She believe in concept of love.. She hate betrayals.. What will happen when Anjali has to marry ayansh because her fiance naman, ayansh's cousin ran away from marriage? Will love blossom between them? Will Anjali become source of happiness in ayansh's life? TROPES: Soft romance Slow burn romance Past of ml Fearless female lead Replaced groom CeoxEmployee

| 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 & 𝗥𝗨𝗛𝗜 | "I__i am pregnant!" She covered her face with her palms and getting emotional cried out though silently. Yuvaan face snapped up, his brown orbs darkening as out of sudden his palm changed into a tightly fist-ball. Hearing that particular word something bitter hitted into his mind as the worst memory of his life flashed again in front of his eyes. He jerked out of the worst part as immediately standing up he burst out at ruhi! "Liar! You are a liar! How dare you ruhi? How could you do such cheap act? What did you think that you will play with my feelings by the name of pregnancy? No, I won't let you do that. I thought you as a friend but i was fool that i expect friendship from an orphan like you who can only play with others feelings." Ruhi jumped on her place at the harsh words. Her tears grew more as her face getting red. She couldn't proceed upon what was happening! It was like she was seeing a nightmare. What happened that suddenly he burst out? She stood up and tried to hold his arm "What are you saying yuvaan? Wait, you are again joking right? It's not the time yuvaan, please be serious! " She told but he jerked her hand and threw a sharp glare at her. "You are joking! You are the one who is fooling me and it's over, I am done with your drama. Just don't show me your face again. " He blasted out and turned to leave. Ruhi yelled his name, called him again and again but he left thinking it as her betrayal comparing his past with the beautiful present which just got destroyed by his misunderstanding. "Yuvaan!!! I am pregnant yuvaan! I am not lying." She screamed and fell on the ground with her knees. Her palm covered her belly as she cried her heart out again and again proving her innocence. ~❁~ ~•~ #1 in misunderstanding #1 in trust #1 in wedding #1 in emotional #1 in madlove #2 in desire ~•~

"Daisy, do you know what your mistake is?" He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because I'm not allowed to speak. "That you said 'yes' to marrying me." He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. "Therefore, I'll make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day." He finishes his sentence by landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa. "Stay still if you don't want me to make your night worse," he warns, raising my buttocks in the air again. "Happy anniversary, my fuck toy." He grabs my waist and plunges his hard membrane deep into me, causing me to gasp. *** Her husband treated her like a sex toy, and she let him, hoping that one day he would recognise her love. And he exploited her and vented his fury on her, making her life a living hell. In the end, he divorced her, not knowing she was carrying his baby. After the divorce, the baby was her only hope of survival. Five years later, when she was living her life with her daughter, his return raised questions: Is he back to separate her from her daughter or to rebuild their relationship? *** "Fine. I'm leaving and never show you my face." He grasps my arms and leans closer to my face, accelerating my heartbeat. I despise how much he still affects me. "Because I care about you more than anything else in this entire world. Just remember, you and Hope are my destination, and I'm ready to take any path which leads me to you both."