One smart, gorgeous, badass woman with an attitude. Graduated from Harvard University as one of the youngest doctors due to her intelligence. Took countless extra classes to numerous credits. Vowed to speak every language her schools could teach her. Worked her ass off throughout her whole life for her dream. Her name is Kalani Cassano. Her parents were murdered in front of her at the age of 13. That day she called 911 and witnessed doctors doing everything they could to help her dying parents. She knew that day. She wanted to be the one saving lives to help loss souls like her young teenage self. Kalani vowed that day she would find who murdered her parents, and end them slowly and painfully. She could fool anyone. Perceiving as a sweet, caring doctor. When really she had trained herself to kill if needed to. She saved and took lives if required, and when anyone got in her way. Kalani Cassano is one hell of a woman. The don of the Italian Mafia taking after the place of his father. No affection was ever shown to him from his dad. Being the oldest, he took over and ruled as the most powerful man in more than just Italy. Feared by all, looks that could kill, known as the most ruthless jaw dropping man. His name is Lorenzo Romano. Rivals with the Russian Mafia, he gets himself into some trouble, causing him to get shot. What happens when Kalani Cassano shows up? Will the two clash, or fall together? Disclaimer: Sexual scenes, swearing, violence, abuse. (Do not plagiarize or copy my books please.) All photos, art, or videos are from Pinterest.

Status :- Completed ~Glimpse~ "Is This true diya? Did you lied to us all?" Ruhanika asked Diya as calmly as She could, The Whole Family have Started Loving Diya, and If She have Actually lied to them, They will Get hurt so badly. "Bhabhi, I.." "I knew Bhabhi ma, I knew about all this. Diya told me the Truth before we got married." Diya looked behind her when she heard Her Husband, The Guy who had nothing to do with all this mess supporting her, Even after knowing she lied to them, to him. "I knew it all." ♠♠♠♠♠ Aviraj Singh Rathore, The Youngest Son of Rathores. The Most Hyper and Extroverted one. He is everyone's Favourite. Always fun loving and Caring. Bubbly in nature. Respect elders. Is from a Reputed Family. Every girl's Dream, A Proper Green Flag. Diya Mehta, A Calm and Introverted Girl. Focused, Strong and Smart. Survived in this world Fighting with her Outer and Inner demons Alone. Holding Many Secrets in her Hearts, Living with her Uncle after Her Parents Died. °°°°°°°°°°°°°° Blurb!!! What will happen When the Youngest son of Rathore Family will come back home from his Business trip to Gujarat with His newly wedded wife? A Mysterious girl, About whom no one in the Family have heard before. Why did they get married? What Happened back there in Gujarat and Most Importantly Who is this Girl?? To know, Read The Rathore Bride.

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."

"𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙍𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚,𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙖-𝙀-𝙏𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙧." ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ It was a political marriage. Last wish of his dying father. Getting married and increasing his legacy, that's all he wanted. He wasn't supposed to have feelings for her let alone feel possessive.But why does it feel like she belongs to him, she was his all along.She was. She thought her life was over. She was sure of it.But...then how did she end up here?Which year is it? She is a rajput princess?But didn't she just died? 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝗋𝖺𝗃𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? Let's take a look shall we? #firstbook in Unwanted Series A/N: The first few chapters were written when I barely knew anything about vocabulary or knew how to write a story. I started writing on impulse so it may seem a little immature. But please don't judge the book by reading the first few chapters. I

"You. Have. To. Marry. Me.. whether willingly or forcefully." He spoke through gritted teeth Kanika closed her eyes to bare the pressure on her wrist. It was just too much now, this arrogant control freak jerk was making her life fall apart.. she can't let him do that. "No, I Will Not. Everything can't be always your way Mr Kapoor. Bloody leave my hand. " Trying to calm his raging temper, he inhaled a long breath and placed his lips on her ears, " I always get what I want sweetheart and you are the very beginning of all my desires. So next time don't push the thin line that am already on. You are going to be mine.. if not by choice then be it Forcefully. Forcefully Mine. ".. and with that he bit her earlobe making her yelp *****************

🏷️#34 out of 2.45 Million stories! 🏷️#30 out of 33.4k stories! "You are mine princess, you are Destined to be mine and mine only." ~Advik Singhania The feared mafia leader, cold and cruel who hated the world fell for the girl who hated him. "I just hate him. What does he think of himself? So what if he's rich? He can't do anything he wants!!" ~Avya Sharma A simple living life girl who hates him, his actions, his behavior, his coldness and cruelty by heart, fell into the situation to marry him. A story filled with love and thrills of their love life. Will he be able to make her love him truly? Read and enjoy! *This is my first story so..there will be lots of mistakes. Please ignore loves! Hope you all love it!* *All rights are reserved!!*

I ... I didn't even knew I was going to marry him till yesterday. I have no way to go now. I can't be stuck in loveless marriage, I can never marry a person who doesn't love me. I don't love him either. There is no point of this arrangement. How even he managed to get me here all dressed up anyways? My legs stuck to the ground as I was in front of him, He is a Ruthless man, he never ever can be kind. He barely speaks, No one speaks good about him. How can I marry a person as Him? I noticed he had a glance at me as my father was about to pass him my hand. What am I doing? Am I ready to let this happen to me? My feet moved back, I saw sudden change in his eyes. I had a glance at my Dad and Mom. My Elder brother Isaac who was standing there beside my Mom. My eyes went to Riccardo as he called my name, "Cherish ..." I got shivers. I took a few steps back, at this point everyone was looking at me. Riccardo looks me with some kind of betrayed feeling. Now or never..... THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLET, ABUSIVE SCENES AND LANGUAGE.... PLEASE IGNORE IF YOU CAN NOT HANDLE IT All copyrights are reserved

He is known to be ruthless, cruel, unforgiving, merciless, heartless & controlling. He never faced defeat. He achieved what he wanted but........... She is innocent, cute, kind, owner of a lovely heart. She never got what she desire. She don't know what is happiness. She always wanted a happy life but......... People always try to write their life in their way. But we all know in this game of life, destiny has it's own role to play. So join the journey of a ruthless king and an innocent girl. Let's see what destiny has in store for them.....

'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their destinies are bound. And the person who connects their fate is 'Niskarsh Bedi'. 'Niskarsh Bedi', the younger son of the Bedi family who lives miles away from his family in Canada. Maanvi Arora, who is engaged to Niskarsh's elder brother Abhimaan Bedi, who hates Niskarsh. Nearly fifteen years later, Niskarsh has returned to India, taking Maanvi who had gone to Canada two years back for studies. But on seeing Manvi, both the Bedi family and the Arora family were stunned. What such change has happened inside Manvi in these two years, which has surprised everyone? Why does Abhimaan hate his own brother Niskarsh? And, why was Niskarsh living in Canada away from his family for fifteen years? And who is Sharanya? After all, how is her fate intertwined with Manvi's? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha.

"Can you do that Preet," Preet still in her place, looking at her with her shocked eyes, not believing her ears. "You are asking me to give up my right of becoming a mother," Preet murmures in a daze, still staring at the woman with no emotion whom she always considered her mother. "Never to carry m..my and Veer's child" her voice quivers a little in the middle due to the heaviness of the words she just utters from her lips. "How can you do this to Veer? You claim to love him, right?" she whispers and a single tear escaping from her eyes. "You take such a big step without telling or even informing me!! WHY??" Preet flinch badly and her whole body started shaking like a leave just by looking at the rage filled eyes of Veer. "You always want a baby of your own, right?Then why?? Huh..why did you suddenly take such a big decision why...Answer me, DAMN IT!!!" he shout angrily holding her forearms tightly and shook her fragile form. In his rage and pain, he didn't even notice her cry and her tears which are flowing like a waterfall. "V..eer" she again burst into cry unable to control her tears and the unbearable pain in her chest. He leave her with a jerk making her almost stumble on her feet but somehow she balances herself. "Fine, if this what make you happy then who am I to make choice for your body, fine, Damn FINE!!" He shouted, hurt and angry by her move and threw the first thing that comes in his hand against the wall which their picture. Preet covered her mouth with her trembling palm while sobbing looking at his condition. She never saw tears in her husband's eyes. She made her Veer cry. She is so cruel, she snatch his right of being a father. 'I never want this, Veer. No women want wants this. I am helpless. I am enforced, Veer' Preet Rajvansh and Veer Singh Rajvansh A perfect example of a match made in heaven. It is their story. The story of love, loyalty, greed, conspiracy and regret. The story of The Rajvansh Villa. (Not Edited)