"𝐖𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭..." ------- Blood. Murder. Dead bodies. Was all Azhar has seen since at the mere age of ten. When all kids of his age used to play outside, he was trained to take on his family business being the eldest son of the family. He had learned from a very young age how to hold a gun and then, how to use it. When he turned the age of fifteen, he had started to go to gym spending hours there. For the outside world, he was a simple man with a engineering degree when only few knew the truth. His life was mess he didn't want to be in, but he knew there was no escape. He had to continue the chain of the mafia family business that started long ago with his ancestors. Zayna was betrayed but she didn't know. She was a mystery for those who didn't want to know her. For a girl who was bought up in a high class and mafia family, she was considered very religious. Her faith in God was so strong and knew no boundaries. She wanted to run away from this mafia world but she was tied up in an unwanted relationship with the Leader of Blood Wolves, the most wanted Mafia gang. What will happen when two person are tied in an arranged marriage without love involved? Just two familiar people yet strangers. This is the story about Azhar Sultan and Zayna Malik... ---- Started on : July 9th 2022 Ended on : ON HOLD • IT'S NOT A CLICHE BOOK ! • Islam is a beautiful and perfect religion but muslims aren't. Please don't read this book with an islamic perspective even if it is a spiritual book. • ALL RIGHT RESERVED. THIS BOOK SHOULD NOT BE PUBLISHED OR TRANSLATE IN ANY OTHER FORM. IF YOU READ SOME SCENE SIMILAR TO ANY OTHER BOOK IT'S A PURE CO-INCIDENT. CHARACTERS AND SCENE ARE FROM MY IMAGINATION.

[a desi college romance] Vijay and Nila have only one thing in common - they take the same bus at the same time everyday. What if this mere commonality steers their life into a whirlpool of uninvited feelings, wholesome conversations and unexpected connections, taking them on a ride they don't recall buying tickets for?

{Previously known as Kainaat} | Completed on Scrollstack | In a web of lies, even the truth can strangle you. Trinity Academy is more than just a school-it's a kingdom, ruled by the rich, the powerful, and the ruthless. Beneath its golden halls, secrets fester, scandals thrive, and betrayals are just another form of currency. The students? Beautiful, untouchable, and drowning in their own sins. Trinity isn't just their playground-it's their sanctuary, a place where even the darkest truths are carefully concealed under layers of gold and glitter. Kainaat Sharma, a scholarship student, walks in, with no intention of playing their games. But the elites don't take kindly to outsiders, especially ones who refuse to bow. She's caught in their world, tangled in their scandals, and dragged into a storm she never saw coming. And in Trinity, you either learn to play the game or get buried beneath it.

His voice echoed out in the room, "I, Xavier Agnor, son of King Darius Agnor, crown prince to the kingdom of Albion, take Adelaide Elhera, daughter of King Azaiah, princess to the kingdom of Maldon, as my lawfully wedded wife." What was he doing?! I watched as Mother rose along with Sabrina and Aunt Marissa in shock. Father demanded the ministers to cut the ribbon but before they could I spoke, making sure my voice was loud and clear, "I, Adelaide Elhera, daughter of Azaiah Meristus, princess of Maldon, take Xavier Agnor, son of King Darius Agnor, crown prince to the kingdom of Albion, as my lawfully wedded husband." Xavier connected his bloody finger with my cut palm and gathered our blood before stamping it onto the documents. Binding us for life.

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

He was fire. And she was the moth caught in his flame. Arya Ali is the type of girl every parent wished they had. She's always tried her hardest to be perfect. A perfect daughter, a perfect friend, and a perfect Muslim. She had her priorities straightened out, a future imagined for herself. And now that she's gotten accepted to the Fashion Design Academy of Paris, she's one step ahead to fulfill her dreams. Asad Shah is the type of boy parents kept their daughters away from. Whose top priority was the see how many girls he can get in a single week. He's far from a perfect son, and farther from being a perfect Muslim. He's always had a way of getting what he wanted and this time Arya Ali is on the top of his list. *** #1 in #hindi 09.27.2025

The sky here looks lonely. No star twinkles back at me even on the murkiest nights. Where are you my Moon? Why don't I see you? Come, fill my world again with your glow. Come, shine down your brilliance on me once more. Say something. Talk to me. If not then at least look at me... Spare me a single glance... ...breathe life into me. ~~~~~~~~ Her jaded eyes brimmed with life when they fell upon his lone figure, looking back at her with the same intensity, eyes staring directly into her soul. She fervently wished he wasn't a figment of her vivid imagination. Because if he were, she wouldn't be able to trust herself anymore. Her breath hitched seeing him taking slow, deliberate steps in her direction, making her heart thump madly against her bosom. And soon a familiar name rolled down her tongue... "Eklavya..." ~~~~~~~~ Note: This is part two of EklavyaxAnamika Universe. It cannot be read as a standalone. To have a better understanding it is advised to read part one before. ~~~~~~~~ Swarna_Mriga. Anamika ©2025. Cover. All rights to its owner

In the blaze of revenge, in the fire of hate, a poetry is born that changes the verses of his life. Once ladened with darkness of lies, the light of truth illuminates his being but to his misfortune, it happens too late. So late that she has already been punished in the name of revenge. But is it truly a punishment or just a play of destiny to bring two lovers together? A battle started between two fathers but fought between their children. A story of revenge that takes an abrupt turn when love begins to blossom, but the truth still remains buried. And until this fog of lie lingers between them, their love will remain lost in the mist. When she doesn't know herself the reason of this revenge, how will she bring him out of the haze of misconception? When he is ardent to seek revenge, how will love simmer him down? A lie, a truth, a pain, a sorrow, a loss, a win, a blessing, a sin. A story of misunderstood revenge and a painful love, Dhundle Rang: The Haze of Love. When times tests you, then hold onto the poem of life because what conquers it all is love in the end.

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

He was drowning in her. In her scent, in the way her body molded against his, in the way her breath came in ragged, broken gasps between kisses, in the way her lips felt-soft, warm, intoxicating. He'd been starving for something he didn't even know he craved until now. And now, he didn't think he could ever stop. His teeth grazed her lower lip before he sucked it between his own, and she whimpered, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, clutching at the wet fabric, pulling him even closer. His heart slammed against his ribs, hard and wild, a caged beast set loose. The rain kept falling, soaking through them, mixing with the heat that burned between them. This was dangerous. This was reckless. This was insanity. But he didn't care. NO force on earth could make him stop. If she is poison, then she is his poison. And if death came wrapped in her kiss, he would drink every last drop without hesitation. 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐒- 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 / 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 & 𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 "𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭?" 𝐃𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 / 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 (𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭) 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 & 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 / 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧