TWISTED SERIES NEXT GENERATION FAN FICTION AN IMAGINARY STORY. NIKO VOLKOV, Sunshiny, Clever, Perfection. All he wanted is to live a practical, successful and logical life until... CAMILLA VON ASCHERBERG, Kind, Sensible, Mannerly. Princess of the Eldorra country. She believed that her life was over after that one incident she until... The magic called love happened. The Logic fell in love with the Magic.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

~Glimpse~~ "Who are You?" That was the Question I asked her The Second All people Left the Hall. "I.. Amis.. I" Her heart was Beating fast as Her breath was caught in her Throat. I was just looking at her Without Blinking, I was supposed to to get Married to The Girl Who is Standing there with another Guy and Here is Another Girl, Who is Looking as If She is About to Faint. I could hear Baba and Bade Mamu's Voice Behind me but My Whole Focus was On my Unexpected Stranger Wife. I was about to ask her again but Suddenly She Fainted and Collapsed in my Arms. Fan-Fuck-tastic!!! ♣♣♣♣♣ Darsh Shekhawat, CEO of Shekhawat Industries. A Total Sweetheart to His Family. But Also Ruthless For The Business world. Always Respects Everyone. And Treats people the way they treat him. Amisha Roy, MD of Roy Industries. She is the The Strongest Person you will ever meet. A perfect person To Sit on the Chair Of CEO. She never had a Nice Relation with her family. Full of Ambition and Patience. ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ Blurb!! The CEO of Shekhawat Industries, Darsh Shekhwat was about to get Married to the younger daughter of Roys as per his parents wish but life doesn't always go as we want it to go, One Eventful night is all it took and He was married to a girl he knew nothing about. Who is she? And Why did she married him while his bride is standing among the Guests. Read the story of find out.

*Under editing* Book one of 'Childhood Sweethearts Series'. "Neither she can leave him nor everytime it ends with tears" _________________________________________ 'Siddharth Oberoi' a multi-billionaire. He is the CEO of Oberoi Interprises . He is ruthless, cold, arrogant, and has big anger issues. 'Alia Malhotra' writer by profession but a daughter of a billionaire. The only heir of Malhotra group of industries. She is a beauty with brains but sometimes behaves childish. ~ She was afraid of falling in love again but his efforts, care and patience made her realise that neither she can leave him, nor everytime it ends with tears. ~ They were childhood sweethearts. But they got separated and then when they met they didn't know each other and got separated again. One remembers one but the other doesn't. They were meant to be each other's but the circumstances didn't let them be together. Will destiny play its charm? Will they be able to be each other?For together forever..♡ Impressive rankings : #4 in India couple # 7 in lost love #33 in Wattpad out of 1M stories

"I can give you grandchild without marriage too mom" Mira said after listening to her mom's useless reason making everyone shock. Yeah???? "I...I mean adop...adoption you know" Mira stuttered but nervously smiled "Don't you love someone?" Janvi asked with pity in her eyes for her daughter. "Ab Is GenZ vale jamane me Dev Anand ya Sharukh Khan milna mushkeel ho geya hai!" Mira Said dramatically "You are way too filmy, ese toh koi nhi milega!" Neha told her with a knowing look. "Then I am happy single!" She told her. "Beta You Are Getting Old!????????" Janvi said to which Akhil choked on his food on other hand Mira's eyes widen in shock and Neha laughed loudly holding her stomach. Bezzati ???? *** She suddenly bumped into someone which made her lose her balance, she waited to touch the ground which never happened, someone hold her right hand and saved her. Mira opened her eyes and was surprised to find a familiar yet unfamiliar face infront of her, she was mesmerized by him. His face was calm, he had light beard, his brown eyes were hidden behind his frameless specs, he was looking descent yet hot in the black kurta with rolled sleeves, her eyes fell on his hand which was holding hers just to get more attracted by his veiny arm. She looked into his eyes again which were already looking at her making her heartbeat run like a rollercoaster. For Mira, everything stopped and the only song was playing in her mind. Tum bhi ho... main bhi Hoon Paas aao toh keh doon Aakhir kyun pal mein yun Diwaana main ho gaya Tumhe jo maine dekha Jo hosh tha woh toh gaya . . #284 out of 2.31 Million (in Love) #12 out of 99.9K (on Wattpad) #164 out of 101K (In Secret) #143 out of 173K (in comedy) #155 out of 115K (in best friend) #156 out of 477K (in fiction) #24 out of 63K (in crush) #128 out of 299K (in lovestory)

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

Book 1- Our journey from engagement to marriage Book 2- The journey of Love Siddharth and Preeti complete their journey from engagement to marriage in book-1. Siddharth make Preeti his after so many obstacles in his path. Now they both are ready to live their life after marriage. "Siddharth I felt someone's eyes on me. Like someone is watching me from afar and observing my every single move." she told me on phone. I clearly sence the panic in her voice. "Where is keerti?" I asked her while looking at my car keys in my drawer. "I don't know..she told me she will come in fifteen minutes but it's already more than hour when she went somewhere, dropping me here. " she said in a trembling voice. I know she is near to cry. "Don't worry baby. I am on my way." I said while taking a long strids towards the elevator. "Siddharth I...Aaahhhhh..." I heared her scream and then phone line went dead. I tried it again but it was switched off. ..................................................................... 'Slap....' A loud sound of slap echoed in a large sitting hall. I looked at Siddharth with my teary eyes. Tears did not stop falling from my eyes. His face turned to the side due to slap and he looked at me with his blood shot angry eyes. He grip my wrist and draged me to his car. After slamming the door shut with thud voice he drove off in his full speed with me. My heart is beating really fast. I have never seen him this angry. Start :- 20-4-2020 Completeed :- 11-11-2020

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

~Glimpse~ I stepped out of bathroom and saw my hukum sa standing there with his back facing me "Abhir." I called out his name before turning my back towards him, what is he even doing here? "Rooh? what happened? why did you turned around?" "Abhir, maa sa ne kaha tha hum ek dusre se nahi mil sakte Haldi ke baad." I spoke in a hushed tone to which he chuckled. "Come on Jaan, I haven't seen you since last night, now I can't wait till evening, Please." He spoke, I felt him step forward. Hey Mahadev, This man. "Nahi abhir aap jaiye yaha se, Hum ek dusre ko nahi dekh sakte matlab nahi dekh sakte final." I walked ahead trying to create a distance between us. "Jaan- He started but I cut him off in between. "Veer aap sunte kyu nahi hai humari baat, jaiye." "Accha theek hai Jaa rha hu." He spoke but Suddenly i felt him behind me, his hand around my waist. He kissed the side of my head before He left while i stood at the same place with wide eyes, slightly open mouth and red cheeks. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Abhir Singh Rathore, Hukum sa of Rajasthan and CEO of Rathore Industries. Rude, arrogant, fearless & emotionless for the world but a sweetheart to his family. Not a social person. Ruhanika Chauhan, A Junior Cardiologist and an NGO owner. Sweet, Innocent, confident. She loves her family the most. And will do anything for them. She wants to be the top cardiologist in India. ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆ To find out their story which includes alot of cute moments, little fights and a past lurking around, Do read Hukum's Biwi pt. 2

~Glimpse~ "Dusro ki Cheezo ko Lena, Acchi Baat Nahi Hoti hai Bai sa." She looked back and my eyes met those Beautiful Orbs, A small frown spread on her Calm and Gorgeous Face as She turned her face back towards the Peacocks and asked. "Aapko Humara Note nahi mila? Humne Aapki Desk per Rakha tha." "Note Toh Mila par, Hume Apni Cheeze Baantna pasand nahi hai" I said, Trying to Tease her. But Her being the Innocent person, She turned to me and Closed the book, Before forwarding it in my direction. "Sorry, hume pata nahi tha. Actually I love reading and When I saw this book it fascinated me, so I thought... But It's Okay I will read it some other Day." She passed me a smile and kept the Book On the Ground for me to Pick. I held her hand and Kept the book back in her Hand making her Look at me with Confused Eyes. "Humne Kaha Hume Pasand Nahi hain, iska ye matlab nahi ki Hum Seekh nahi Sakte. Hone wali biwi hain aap humari, Zindagi Baant rahe hain aapke saath chizein Baantna bhi seekh Jayenge." □■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ ~Protagonist~ Abhimanyu Singh Rathore, 29 year old Young Man Known as Hukum of Rajasthan by the Residents of Rajasthan, While He is known as a Sharp minded Business Man in the Industry. Ridhima Mishra, a 24 -soon to be 25- year old Psychologist, Not Psychiatrist, Hope you know the difference, Is know as a Kind and Understanding Person by the people around her. □■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ To see how their love story will Unfold, Do check out my book Hukum's Biwi, Which is the First book of Rathore series..