....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

Mysterious figures, shrouded in disguise, Lost within the darkness, where truth often lies. #2 The Desi Psychopath Series Shubhveer Singh Gill is not just a typical busy Punjabi Criminal lawyer, but he also has a hidden side to him. He's like a devil in disguise, harboring dark and unknown desires. If something catches his attention, he's willing to do whatever it takes to obtain it, whether by fair means or foul. His job and family may be his main priorities, but there's a side of him that craves more, that's driven by his own personal desires. Anaya Shekhawat is the Princess of Rajasthan. She likes him and in order to remain close to him she becomes his law intern. However, in her leisure hours, she loves to write stories on wattpad. Criminal love stories. Twist arises when whatever crime she writes in her story, starts to happen in reality. And she becomes the prime suspect. Will he trust her? A symphony of crime paints the night, In a world so dark, our hearts take flight. ~:------ DISCLAIMER: I DON'T WRITE DARK ROMANCE, I WRITE PSYCHOPATHS IN LOVE. Read at your own risk.

Meet Kennedy, a young woman whose hard work through college has finally paid off with her dream job. Little did she know, this job comes with incredible perks, some of which were never mentioned in the contract. This book does not end on a cliffhanger and is HEA. 6 chili peppers 🌶️ 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ This is an unedited First Draft! Completed 10/11/2023 -under editing

This story is about Armaan and Ayesha who came together for their own seperate reasons but end up being each other reason to live...... Peep in to witness the journey of these two with their little boy Ayan.....

She hated him for saying yes! But he was helpless !!! He never could explain her his situation For she was now already his Begum! He left to Mumbai with a painful heart She was happy that finally they were apart! But what will happen when Abeer meets his 'Just on papers wife' Inaayat after 8 years??? For the world she's the roaring ruthless business tycoon Inaayat Zoya Ali... But for him she was still the same little 'Zoya' whom he promised to protect forever the minute he had carried her in his arms...His 'Zoya'...after all he had given her that name fighting with his Chachu that he wanted to name the baby...That baby then later became a bully and then his wife who NEVER accepted him as her Shohar (husband)!!! She has grown into a successful business woman handling the 'Sheikhs' in the Delhi Market but he is still her CEO!!! But will she consider him more than that someday??? Will she accept him as her better half? Will her heart ever give this relationship her 'Raza'??? Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental Copyright Disclaimer: I don't own any rights of pictures used if any. They belong to the owners respectively.

Baad mein jo hoga dekha jayega Abhi ishq mein hain kuch din yahi rehte hain -Amandeep Lots of different stories that will take you to another world of imagination. Cover credit @herblackink #1 in Cousin #3 in Muslim #7 in Marriage #4 in Cousin #2 in Shortstorycollection •• This book was published in 2016, and I was very young back then, had little to no knowledge about writing, that's why, the stories might not make much sense, have mistakes, or even be a bit off. And there are some stories which I personally don't like now, but I'm improving... I think, So, if you decide to give it a read, just know it's not perfect, but it's part of my journey which I'll keep them as it is, because it shows how far I've come.

This book contains triggering things like stalking, I don't know what I was thing while writing this. And I was a stupid teenager. Sorry for that! Please continue if you like it! "Priya, he is a good guy trust me. Also he is having a great background. His parents are good too. They all live in America and he lives in Delhi. Listen to me Priya he is a great guy and agree to this alliance." Pleaded my mom. "Okay mom your wish." I said and I really dont know whether this decision of mine is right or wrong. But I am decided......... ****** "Look Abhay she is the girl I want you to marry. Listen to me bacha she is really good. I personally met her. She is a good match for you." My mom said. "Then what about Diya mom? Will she accept Diya.?" I asked. "Dont worry about her. I will take care of everything." Saying this my mom left my room. I sighed and thought another headache is coming. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ •••••••••••••••••••••••••••♡•••••••••••••••••••••••• This is a story of a couple. For world they are perfect but in reality are they? Are they really a happy couple? Is Abhay that kind and generous? Who is Diya? To know more come join their journey of love and marriage and watch their fun, love, romance a bit of violence, and craziness... ©All Rights Reserved

Hikayat (Completed✔) 'It's better to fight for what you love than stay silent and regret forever. But if who you're fighting is also the same person you want; What would you do? If the one that broke your heart is also the one who loved it like no other.. what would you remember; the love or the betrayal? Hikayat, A passionate tale of love and betrayal. The tale of Harris; who loved and loved so deeply, his love became his ruin. Of Vania, the girl who yearned for love and collected the tinniest bit of it, absorbing it in the depths of her soul. Of Airaa who had yet to learn the meaning of love, of friendship. Learn to fall and experience the pain of losing to your heart. Of Ayaan and his magnanimous heart. Who understood the hard way; to take a stand before getting crushed and forced into something you don't ever want to be. .............. Take a peek into their crazy emotional life, that'll have you keep turning pages till you reach the end. Disclaimer! Book dialogues in Roman Urdu not entirely translated.

"Do you call this shit food? Make me something else!" A woman Noor couldn't stand for a single second screamed at the chefs and servers. She turned around at the sound of Noor's heels at the kitchen entrance. Arms crossed, eyes piercing deep into her soul, Noor took a slow, intimidating walk over to her. "This...is not a restaurant. It's my house. The food prepared here will be of my choice. You're standing in my kitchen, speaking to my staff. One more word in a raised voice at them, and I will have you dragged out of here. Is that understood?" Noor spoke in a low, threatening voice. "I'm not scared of you." She managed to say in spite of being clearly terrified. "I'm Prem's guest and I will do whatever I want." Her voice broke as she shrugged taking a step back. "Also, shouldn't you be thanking me right now? My busy schedule let you borrow your husband from me last night." She had the audacity to invite a smirk to her lips. With a quick unforeseen step forward, Noor grabbed her by the throat and backed up against the wall behind her. She reached over for the knife on the counter next to her and brought it up to the throat she was holding. "Talk about my husband one more time, and I will slit your throat open." Noor wasn't joking. "You spend enough time with him to know I can do that, right?" She asked as she ran the knife along the side of the horrified face. "Noor!" Called out an angry voice from behind her causing her to drop the knife at once. She turned around to see Prem dressed a crisp cherry colored suit at the kitchen entrance. She took a moment to appreciate the day for bringing him across her twice in twenty four hours. She admired his beauty for a second before looking back at his mistress and pumping some hand sanitizer onto her palm from a nearby bottle. Slowly rubbing her hands together, she walked over to Prem and looked him in the eyes, "take care of your whore before I do." "You will stay the fuck away from her." Prem advised in a dangerous tone.