"How do we know if we are doing things the right way? I wanted to learn everything about intimacy so I can please you in every possible way. I even wondered about how long a man usually lasts. I want to explore everything with you. And if there's something you want me to do, tell me. I don't want this to be just about me asking for what I want. I want it to be about us." "Oh my God, are you carrying me? Please put me down. I don't want you to strain your back because of my weight." *************************************** Aakash never believed in love. He is reserved, introverted and carry a past he never speaks about. He enters marriage not with hope but with obligation. To him, it's just another responsibility he wished to carry out. Meenakshi enters the same marriage carrying a different battle. She is curvy, soft-hearted and full of warmth but weighed down by years of insecurity. She has learned to smile through judgment, to laugh through whispers and to expect less than she deserves. An arranged marriage ties them together. He is a man of silence. She learns to see his care hidden within it. But is silent care enough for a lifetime together? What begins as two strangers under one roof slowly turns into something neither of them expected in the quiet moments, in accidental touches, in shared meals, in silent protection and in unspoken understanding. This is not a loud love story. It is a slow one. When a broken man and an insecure woman choose to stand by each other, the healing turns into perfection and a love slowly becomes obsession. A story of curves, scars, healing and a love that learns to stay.

[On Hold] General Victor Greyson has never lost a war. He's the Empire's Iron Wall, the Devil of the Northern Front, the bane of enemies and emotions alike. Stoic, strategic, and socially clueless, he has only ever loved one thing: victory. So naturally, the universe rewards him by killing him off in an accident involving combat. Heroic. Tragic. A cliche. He wakes up not on the battlefield, but in a canopy bed... with lace curtains. Now trapped in the soft, silky, perfumed body of Lady Evelyn Fairmont, the Empire's most useless noblewoman, Victor finds himself facing his greatest challenge yet: corsets, court gossip, and a fiancé he doesn't remember accepting. Worse? This world's "Lady Evelyn" was the palace's most hated socialite-a spoiled brat with a penchant for fainting at every minor inconvenience. Victor's mission is clear: survive this frilly hellscape, figure out how to return to his own body, and punch whoever did this to him square in the face. Until then, he'll use his tactical genius to conquer tea parties, ruin toxic social hierarchies, and maybe even expose the royal court's darkest secrets... in heels. Oh, and about that fiancé? The cold, calculating, disgustingly handsome Duke Aiden Blackthorn is looking at "Lady Evelyn" with suspicious eyes. It seems the duke has noticed something different, like how his once-ditzy bride-to-be just broke a wine bottle over a count's head and demanded to lead the palace guard. Victor doesn't care about romance. Unfortunately, Aiden does. And he never loses his battles either. __________________________________ Book #2 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in general (29/07/25) #1 in hero (05/08/25)

What would you do if found out you were promised to an all powerful mummified demigod? ....................................................................................................................................... Carolina Mercado is just your average college student with your average college student problems - submitting assignments, tolerating annoying roommates and dodging messy ex's. But that all changes when she gets invited on a dig in Egypt. Carolina hops on the opportunity in hopes of finding some adventure. Instead she finds a cursed tomb, and unknowingly awakens an ancient feud. It's not until she returns home to New York City where she meets a certain young, new CEO to a multimillion dollar company that she realizes that she can't run away from the mummy's curse. Will Carolina be able to resist the sexy resurrected pharaoh or will she fulfill the destiny he claims his gods have for her? *************** #3 Paranormal - May 2, 2025 #1 Monster - May 3, 2025 #2 Supernatural - June 2, 2025 #1 Passion - June 9, 2025 *************** Minor edits and revisions are in progress (but story can still be read as is). NOTE: Copyrighted. All rights reserved. Completed story! First published August 2024.

He needed sex, I was there. He needed a submissive woman who came running when he called, I was available. But when I needed him the most, he neglected me. He left me to rot and die in prison. Now I'm back, and I'm back to bring him down to his knees. *** Aubrey Chandler never entertained the rumours that swirled around about her being a mistress to Tyler Bresfort, as long as the rumours never reached her mother, she was okay with it. But when helping Tyler leads to Aubrey getting arrested, she begs for his assistance for the first time, but he left her there to rot. she will not forgive him, she will make him pay, she will bring him to his knees. Aubrey vows to make him suffer, but despite the venomous hate she carried, she couldn't help but find herself waking up in bed, sleeping next to her demon, sleeping next to Tyler Bresfort.

'You didn't answer my question,' he asked, holding her gaze in his hypnotic ones. 'Wh... what question?' She was surprised at her own voice, it sounded like of someone else's. She wanted to ask him--which question, there were so many he had asked her tonight. Each one threatening in their own different ways to her sanity. Brandan smiled mysteriously. Not answering her, he instead said something else, 'Don't keep staring at me like that.' His voice was soft. Suddenly, she found herself in some other world. 'W.. why?' She stammered ridiculously. His lips slightly brushed against her, she closed her eyes in anticipation, under the spell of their lips connecting. Sparking were the electricity all over her skin. ''Cause....' He took a step back from her, leaving her cold and she was too lost to do something about it--like leaping closer to him and getting engulfed in the euphoric warmth once again. ''Cause, you will fall in love with me... ' He paused as growling deeply a set of thunders boomed above the skies. Cold wind made her hair dance around. He finally finished his sentence, 'Again.' Rain poured down upon her heavily as if the entire sky was about to break down over her, She opened her eyes against the cold water to see he had lef alreadyt, leaving her to drown into his words, completely. *** They say love's blind. Maybe that's why Emma loved Brandan despite all odds, more than she loved herself but only to find that it wasn't enough. When time and fate decided to be cruel to the utmost, she found herself broken in all the ways possible. Realizing that love wasn't enough, she picked up her ruined self and found a new beginning at the end. But fate had, apparently, some unexpected plans in store. Against all odds, they were meant to face one another once again. But this time, Brandan was a changed man and so was Emma. While one was burnt from the pain, another was burnt from the guilt. And then...

In ancient Times, we have heard about stories of kings who were in polygamous marriages. And certain movies have romanticised their life with second or last wife. But I feel they didn't exactly show the feelings and griefs of a first wife rather they were made villains. So I got a thought why don't I write a story by myself and write what I want to see and show that? So this is my first try in wattpad and tell me your views about the story. #1 in india #3 in Cheating #6 in heartbreak #8 in historicalfiction #7 in betrayal

"Going once, going twice, SOLD!" The gavel fell with a loud bang onto the auctioneers table. Kelly stepped forward, watching as the eager man rushed forward, money in hand, dropping it on the table before he grabbed her. He could hardly wait to get her home before he started tearing her clothes off. The thing that followed was the pain. The suffering. The anxiety. It was sometimes too much for Kelly to bear, being beaten if she made a mistake, being starved if she talked back, and being raped nearly every night. It was all against her will and she fought to make it not happen, but it always happened. She couldn't stop it from happening, but maybe she could prevent it from ever happening again. She wasn't afraid of death. Anything would be better than the pain. ANYTHING. Entering this in the #wattys2016 but I don't expect to even get an honorable mention (lol)

When twenty-five-year-old nurse, Lorelei Collins suffers a bad breakup, her friends convince her to try out a new dating app. But all of the profiles are boring and discouraging until she matches with Jesse. His profile doesn't include the usual display of muscles and sunsets and pets. His pictures are of masked strangers in leather with sex toys Lorelei did not even know existed. She knows she should be scared, but she has to find out more about this man. Because even though up till now Lorelei has led an ordinary life, something about him feels right. Lorelei embarks on a dark sexual exploration and only time will prove whether Jesse is a waking fantasy or a nightmare. WATTYS 2022 SHORTLISTED