"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Danny finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even knew existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the town seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplify. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attract madness. Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.

[ARCHIVED/UNFINISHED] This story helped me discover the kind of writer I want to be. But over time, I realized it wasn't the story I was meant to finish. So, I'm archiving it with gratitude---For everything it taught me, and for every reader who gave it love. I'm starting something that feels more true to me now, and I hope you'll stay with me for what's next. ---Original Description Below--- [He stormed towards her and slid his hand under her left cheek and kissed her like never before. A kiss that was filled with anger, disappointment and intense passion. A kiss that could convey a goodbye. She placed her hands on his chest taken aback by his sudden action, her eyes squinted with the intensity of his kiss and she was losing her breath. Suddenly he took his lips back and placed his head on hers, both panting for air, but their eyes did not meet. And then what he said next swept off the land from under Maadhavi's feet. 'I will never touch you again.' 'I snatch you off all the rights of being my wife' Maadhavi stood still her eyes stuck on his chest as his feets turned walking away from her. All she heard was the fading footsteps.]

Preeti is a simple girl like every indian girl. Her parents fixed her marriage to Siddharth who lives in America. Siddharth and her family came Preeti's home to celebrate Diwali with Preeti and her family and to know their culture closely. Both Preeti and Siddharth come close during this time of period and fall in love with eachother. How they feel about each other, how the confessed their love to each other. How a billionaire from America fall for a simple and ordinary Indian girl Preeti. 'Preeti looks beautiful in wet hair. Her red suit is all wet and sticks like second skin. I wanted to kiss her. "may I " I asked her in my husky voice. She closed her eyes and I took it as a yes and start leaning. ..................................................................... But what happened after breaking her heart, after crushing her soul he came back in her life only to maker her his only. How he win her heart again? But Preeti knows he was also going through a hell? Why he broke her heart if he love her so much? To know the answers of all questions please join their journey from engagement to marriage where two souls loves eachother like no one can ever love to someone. Start- 2-Aug-2019 Completed- 15-April-2020

～ꗥ❀ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫....𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." ❀ꗥ～ "Strip." The eyes that had always looked at me with soft admiration were now filled with venom. "Abhimaan, plea-" "Strip, Amrita!" He said coldly as his eyes darkened. A tear fell from my eye at my helplessness, at my cursed destiny. But do I have any other choice? With shivering hands, I removed the dress, standing only in my inners. "Everything, sweetheart." There was nothing sweet about the way he called me 'sweetheart.' It was taunting. Taking a deep breath, I reached back to unclasp my bra, exposing my breasts to his lustful eyes. Then I tucked my fingers into my panties and removed the last shred of my covering. He rose from his chair, took predatory steps toward me, and then circled around me, his hungry gaze burning on every inch of my body. He stopped in front of me after examining me and I could see a pleased expression on his face as he smirked at my pitiful state. He dragged his fingers from the valley between my breasts down to my core and brushed them against my folds, making me shiver. But then his eyes turned the darkest shade of black, as if a thought passed through his mind. He looked scary. He pulled me to him with his grip on my core, and my body collided with his. "Kya kya kar chuki ho apne fiance ke sath?" His voice was menacing as he looked at me with hateful gaze. My eyes got closed and tears began to fall, thinking about him. Raj. My fiance. My life is ruined now. One night and my life has turned 180 degrees. ❀～❀ Just a span of a moment and my life was at the verge of getting destroyed. If I didn't do anything at time then I would lose the people I love the most. And I can't let that happen. I would do anything to save them, even if I have to put my body on purchase to the most ruthless and cunning man I've ever known... Abhimaan Singh Sahay. My Saviour, My Owner, My...Lover. (Or is he?)

He never believed in love, but she captured his heart the moment he saw her. She didn't understand love, but he gained her trust instantly. He is consumed by a desire for revenge. She is as serene as water. He's the mafia king of all Asia, hardened by the world's cruelty from a young age. She spent her entire life in captivity, completely oblivious to the outside world. This is the story of Rudraksha Malhotra and Ruhanika Rajpurohit, two people who couldn't be more different, bound together by the ties of marriage. Can they conquer their inner demons and find peace together? Will Rudraksha allow Ruhanika to rule his heart? Will Ruhanika let Rudraksha love her? Let's find out together. Tropes: Age gap Mafia king × Caged princess Forced marriage Cunning × Innocent Two broken Souls

warning ⚠️ this is highly " mature" story with some violence scence and language too, if you are not comfortable with this so ignore this story....🙏🙏. read on your risk. Cover credit by my be loved @swastikajaiswal Story by my lovely friend " zeba Ahmad" . She is not on watty but ye story uski hai..she is very big fan of RiAnsh. Dialogue by....🤣🤣😌😌. Credit do ya na do it's ok but jute nhi marna...🙏🙏😝

We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them. And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me. He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband. And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins. And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love. All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up. The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever. I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.

Standalone Previously known as Emotionally Unavailable Some stories begin after marriage, intertwining two souls that complete one another. Adhiraj/ Rishav Ranawat A hot, dashing man who runs away from the name of love. Anger sits on his nose, making it its home. Rudeness and arrogance is his second language. Personality so unforgettable that you can't help but look his way with admiration and lust. A self-made billionaire. Kaira Sharma Simple girl with high Morales. Shy and introvert for the world and a extrovert to her closed ones. She speaks in silence. Looking at the world with her own spectacles. Fighter but also gets frightened very quick. One glare and she take a step back but not at that cost of her-self-respect. Both get tied unwantedly in the holy union called MARRIAGE.

Well as the saying goes "DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S COVER" so let's just say dive into the book to know more. For the time being just do with this: She was the most innocent soul , he was a playboy . Argh..... again a regular playboy and innocent girl cliche. Calm down guys, there are twists ,you never know until you read it. Believe me the the beginning of the story is completely boring , even I may start snoring reading it .😅 The beginning was written few years back , and I am back again to complete it after a period of hibernation. During this time period my writing changed. Huh ! You don't believe? I think you need to check out the story yourself 😉. *Helo everyone! Hope you like the story . Keep reading...* NOTE: This story is completely based on my imagination , it doesn't target any religion, belief or individual neither does it depict any real life incident or character if you find any similarity from real life incident it's merely a coincidence.

Siya Verma~~ "I love you Rana sa, I love you so much. Ham aapse bht prem krte hai. Hame ehsaas bhi nhi hoga utna prem krte hai ham aapse shayad." ~~ Daughter of a famous business man Abhay verma. She is sweet, innocent, kind and beautiful. A perfect example of beauty. Her father is her world. She can do anything for their loved ones. ___________________________________________ Aaransh Rajvansh~~ "You are becoming my home Cherry, please let me become your home too." ~~ Number one buisnesman in the world. King of Rajasthan with anger issues. A cold hearted arrogant, handsome billionaire who doesn't give a fu*k about anyone. A perfect example of greek god. He can do anything for his family especially for his dadi "Urmilla Rajvansh". . . What will happen when the sweet Siya father's marry her with the cold hearted Aaransh Rajvansh!! Will she able to handle Aaransh's anger, What will happen when Aaransh became possessed over his Siya. ___________________________________________ Join the journey of Aaransh and His Cherry.