Meenakshi. Her life turned upside down with one accident, she lost her future along with her father in the accident? She was thrown into a hell called "marriage" at a tender age of ten. She became an unpaid maid for her so called family and was stuck in a loveless marriage with an ignorant husband. Will she continue to suffer? Or Will something change in her life?

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝. I'm in love with him but he's in love with my younger sister and has made that painfully clear to me. "Who are you in love with?" I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm in love with Isabella, your sister. She's the only woman I truly care about," he admits, revealing his feelings for my younger sister after we had just gotten married, it hasn't even been twenty-four hours. "I'll fulfill my role as your husband, but don't expect any love or affection. This marriage is just an agreement between our families, nothing more. Do you understand?" His words are cold, piercing through me like arrows. I fight back the tears threatening to fall and manage to reply, "I understand." But my pain would not last long, not until I meet Mr. Russo, Marcello's father who was that head of the Mafia, a dangerous and powerful man who stole my heart.

"You're beautiful like a flower, but if you gave your all without you getting flushed, you'll rot." "I can bare this all. I just want to see him happy." "Then leave." -------------------------- It's not about a love story. Never is, never was either. It's just about her and him, building their own world with a dark secret that turns "love" into an "obsession". Love is mischievous, it's what makes her stay. It what makes her weak. There's no chance of her escaping from this torture; from this unbearable pain of wanting someone so unattainable. It makes her doesn't believe in love, instead in darkness she's trapped, Leaving her shattered. "Everytime he gets drunk, he always shouted her name, everytime we fuck he always whispered her name. Everything is just about her. And I'm just his impingement." ................................................... ⚠️ THIS STORY CONTAINS HIGH MATURE AND SENSITIVE CONTENT!!!⚠️ Highest Ranking #2 in Emotional #5 in Jungkook #1 in Jungkook Fanfiction #1 in Angst #1 in Btsjungkook #4 in Bangtan fanfics Copyright © behindthosesparks™ 2018

Last year, Ella Grace was beaten half to death by her sister and her friends, while her brother watched. Her two siblings went onto a summer trip, leaving her behind. She took that time to change herself, to lose the weight, to clear the acne, to look "perfect" in her eyes. Blake Zane is the bad boy but he's not your typical bad boy, since he's also the captain of the football team and the bestfriend to the bestfriend to Ella's older brother. He's a bad influence yes, but he's had his eye on Ella for a while now. Now that Ella has completely changed, what's going to happen? Will Ella and Blake become that "typical cliche" couple? What's going to happen when her older siblings come back from their vacation and find out she tried to kill herself and that she's changed? ***NEEDS HEAVY EDITING*** ***FAST PACED*** #1 in Twins - August 26th, 2018 #5 in Teen - May 21st, 2019 #5 in Watty2018 - August 27th, 2018 #6 in Badboy - August 27th, 2018 #7 in Highschool - August 27th, 2018 Cover made by Haley Horror, thank you birdie.

What if you are married to a man who is still in love with his ex girlfriend and doesn't want you in his life? Terrible? Sindhu had to face the same thing in her life too; except that she willed herself into a loveless marriage knowing everything. So, what do you think happens when she had to live with Karthik Narayan under the same roof? Differences, fights, misunderstandings and may be love?? Highest #: 7 in chicklit on 06-11-2015 13 in chicklit on 25-09-2015 14 in chicklit on 17-09-2015

"Is she your wife?" she asked hesitantly. "Yes", Avishek said no more. Is he not going to introduce me? I should leave. It's clear, they wanted to be alone, to talk about whatever the hell they wanted to talk. I managed a smile and said, "I'll wait in the car", and left before anyone said anything. I walked out of the café, walked to the car, opened the door and flopped into the passenger seat. She's back. The love of his life, she's back. Whenever my mind wandered about Avishek's past, I had always pictured that girl as this beautiful woman who turned heads when she walked into the room. I was right. Ruchika was beautiful. Even with dark circles under her eyes, messy hair that looked like she hadn't washed it for days, her tired smile, she was still beautiful. I could only imagine how she was when they were young. Why now though? After all these years?