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Silken Thread's of the Destiny (under editing) by TalesOfHanaa
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Kabir Singhania , once the epitome of sweetness, kindness, and happiness. With looks that could enchant anyone, he radiated generosity and warmth. However, one fateful night shattered his world which changed him totally.. Aisha Malhotra , a vivacious soul who radiated warmth and joy, her laughter a balm to the world's wounds. Despite her parents' indifference, she remained a beacon of light for her sister and those around her. One night shattered the illusion of her perfect world, leaving scars that shaped her in unexpected ways. which night changed both of their lives? where one became ruthless and cold as ice but the other one remained the same.. to find out read the book and find it hope you will like it β™₯
Billionaire's Revenge by sleepytinker__
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"What do you want Xavier?" I said getting irritated. "For you to give me a chance to explain myself." "There's no need to explain anything to me, we are-" "Say friends, I dare you." I scoffed "We aren't friends Xavier." "Right. We are not." Happy that you too believe the same. "Exactly, we are not friends, we are nothing to each other so you do not owe me any explanations." "We are not friends, I agree but if we mean nothing to each other then why were you jealous today." I am not a bit shocked because I know I made it pretty obvious. "And do not deny it Viviana, I saw you." ************** Viviana Knight had a crush on Xavier Quinn when both were in college. They both had something in college but things ended up really bad. 8 years later, they collide with each other again at Viviana's best friend's wedding that's when Xavier forces her to marry him. For Xavier it's pure revenge but he's scared to fall for her again. Let's find out in the story...
Ace Of Hearts: The Game Played By Heart by StoriesbySimran
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(Ace series- Book 1) 18+ content Shreya Arora A broken soul beyond repair. All she craves is love but all she gets is hatred by her own family. Beaten, broken and tortured. But what happens when she has to marry her brother-in-law as her elder sister ran away from her wedding. Will he love her like she wants or be her worst nightmare. Will she be his wife or just a mere replaced bride? Ranvijay Singh Rathore The Devil King of Rajasthan, mafia king of the underworld and CEO of 'The Rathore Empire'. A heartless bastard who will do anything to have what he wants, all he needs is to set his eye on it. The man with power and money. People respect him as much as they fear him. Have anger issues to the extent that even his family fears him. What happens when a 5 foot 5 inch girl stumbles into this 6 foot 2 inch devil. Will Shreya get love from her unexpected husband and open up to him? Will the devil fall for this innocent soul or burn her in his fire. He could have anyone but why her? Her sister ran away from her wedding. Is it a coincidence or the game played by heart?
Twin Roses ~ A Mad Eagle's Obsessionβœ“ by _Satyanshi_
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'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.
Obsession, Madness & Love (#6) by ameesaAhlam
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Having a childhood enemy and then falling in love with each other runs in my family. So, when I ended up in a similar hateful situation, why did it excite me? Because Althea Coleman has been mine since the moment a three year old me held her in my arms. Yes, her bratty attitude is a pain in my ass and she loathes me but that won't stop me from marrying her. And that's fucking final. I ain't a prince charming like my father or grandfather. And I wasn't stupid enough to stay in denial like them about what I want. And I want her and no one is going to stop me. Because I am fucking obsessed with her. ______________________________________________ "Why are you so obsessed with me?" "Honestly, I don't fucking know, Althea. And it's maddening but at the same time so fucking addicting."
Forced to be His by mishkamonkey
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She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.
Arranged by Force by maginary
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~-~-~-~-~-~- He moved back to my ear, whispering huskily, making shivers run down my body, "Can I kiss you Miss Delan?" His warm minty breath tickled my ear as He asked like a gentlemen but I knew he was far from one. Especially cause of the way he was teasing my ear , biting the lobe and sucking it. I moaned and arched my chest into his. This man was making all my thoughts jumble. I couldn't think properly, "Can I?" He asked again and being in an almost intoxicated state, I spoke raspy, " y-yes" and that was all he needed before his lips descended on mine hungrily. Bliss, absolute bliss I felt. ~-~-~-~-~-~- Sofie Delan knew her father was a cold hearted man but what she didn't expect was her father to go and arrange her marriage to a complete stranger. She knew better then to disagree with her fathers decision so what is she going to do when she is thrown into a tornado of situations where being Mrs. Adam Blake Larsen was more than a nuisance. #This book is NOT EDITED WARNING: This book is rated mature, meaning it has erotica and explicit mature scenes.
His not so beautiful wife  by suzangill98
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The youngest billionaire in town with the looks of Adonis and everything at his feet desired just one thing more in life. His perfect match. He wished for a wife whose beauty would turn heads, a smile that would lighten up his world, and a figure which would curve perfectly under his fingers. A beauty who spoke with etiquette and made him proud. But he got her, A mediocre girl with average looks, a fierce personality, and no curves. Outspoken and downright rude. She was everything he didn't want his wife to be like. But who could defy when their souls were bound by threads of fate? She was insecure And he fueled it further She considered herself inferior to him. And he used every chance to make it a belief. She had a beautiful delicate golden heart, And he made sure to taint it black and crush it under his Gucci shoes. She was his not-so-beautiful wife And he made sure that nothing left of her could be ever considered beautiful. "I will taint every damn fiber of your body, my dear Elle, every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you" -Ashton "I will love every flaw of you my dear husband, every single one till this heart beats for you" -Elle Rewritten version Available on Amazon as a paperback. BEAUTY SERIES: Book 1 His not-so-beautiful wife Book 2 His Scarred Beauty #1 Romance on 21/6/2020 #1 Hate on 25/6/2020 #1 Regret 6/7/2020 #1 cold 6/7/2020 #1 Jealousy 31/8/2020
π†πžπ­πšπ°πšπ² |πŸπŸ–+ by bazookah
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𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐑𝐒𝐜𝐑 𝐬𝐑𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐀𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚π₯ 𝐰𝐒𝐭𝐑 𝐭𝐑𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐒π₯, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 π›πž 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐑𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐒𝐦𝐬𝐞π₯𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘡𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷π˜ͺ𝘀π˜ͺ𝘰𝘢𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - πƒπšπ«π€ 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - π„π§πžπ¦π’πžπ¬ 𝐭𝐨 π₯𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - π…π¨π«π›π’πππžπ§. - π‘πžπ―πžπ§π πž.
 His Obsession | 18+ by estradagrey
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"𝑺-π’”π’π’π’˜," 𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‰π’Šπ’Žπ’‘π’†π’“π’†π’…, π’‰π’Šπ’” π’—π’π’Šπ’„π’† π’ƒπ’“π’†π’‚π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’‘π’Šπ’•π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‰π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’†π’“. 𝑰 π’ˆπ’ 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕 π’Šπ’π’”π’•π’†π’‚π’…, π’‰π’†π’‚π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‰π’Šπ’Ž π’˜π’Šπ’π’„π’† π’“π’†π’‘π’†π’‚π’•π’†π’…π’π’š 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’•π’“π’š 𝒕𝒐 π’”π’‰π’Šπ’‡π’• π’‚π’˜π’‚π’š π’‡π’“π’π’Ž π’Žπ’š 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’Žπ’π’–π’•π’‰. π‘―π’Šπ’” π’‚π’•π’•π’†π’Žπ’‘π’•π’” π’ˆπ’ π’Šπ’ π’—π’‚π’Šπ’ 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’Œπ’†π’” π’Šπ’•, 𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’π’•π’” π’Žπ’† 𝒕𝒐 π’”π’π’π’˜ π’…π’π’˜π’, π’šπ’†π’• 𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’Œπ’†π’” π’ƒπ’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’†π’…π’ˆπ’†π’… π’–π’π’•π’Šπ’ 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 π’ˆπ’†π’• 𝒂 π’˜π’π’“π’… 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 π’‰π’Šπ’” π’Žπ’π’–π’•π’‰. "π‘©π’‚π’ƒπ’š, 𝒑-𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆.." π’‰π’Šπ’” π’Žπ’π’–π’•π’‰ 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 π’…π’“π’‚π’˜π’π’” π’Žπ’π’‚π’π’” 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 π’‘π’Šπ’π’„π’‰π’†π’… π’‰π’Šπ’” π’†π’šπ’†π’” 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’” π’Žπ’π’–π’•π’‰ π’Žπ’‚π’Œπ’†π’” 𝒂𝒏 '𝑢'. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 π’•π’‚π’Œπ’† π’Šπ’•, π’π’π’π’Œ 𝒂𝒕 π’šπ’π’–" 𝑰 π’π’π’π’Œ 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’†π’ˆπ’ˆ π’‰π’Šπ’Ž 𝒐𝒏, π’Žπ’š π’”π’Žπ’Šπ’“π’Œ π’ˆπ’“π’π’˜π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 π’”π’π’π’˜ π’Žπ’š π’Žπ’π’—π’†π’Žπ’†π’π’•π’”, π’‘π’‚π’–π’”π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‰π’Šπ’” π’ƒπ’π’Šπ’”π’” π’Žπ’Šπ’…π’˜π’‚π’š. . . .