We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them. And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me. He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband. And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins. And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love. All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up. The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever. I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?

Prince John's biggest fear? Becoming King, and everything to do with it, from the sheltered life, to someday having to get married. Celia, a lady knight, minus the 'Lady' if she can help it, is not looking forward to coming of age and attending the High Ball which she thinks is nothing more than a market for single girls. The two have hated each other since childhood, but when the stress gets to John and he does something drastic, Celia's the only one who can help.

"What if the right person is also your Mr. So Wrong?" *** Her lips touched and teased and coaxed him and he felt her touch in every cell and every bone. Soft and supple, her body was around him. Everywhere. She was everywhere. He was hungry for more, but he couldn't break this sweetness. Shy and timid, she kissed like herself. All so innocent, but incredibly passionate. The kiss was gentle, yet also fire. And he couldn't help anymore. He wanted more. He pushed her back gently and her back hit the wall and he pressed himself to her amazing body. "Ah." He thought. "Can I really stay away after this?" "I can't." She thought. ~~~ A guy, a girl, a contract and sizzling sexual tension brewing between them. Is it possible for them to come out of it with zero casualties? ~~~ "I'll give you a place to stay and I'll pay you, all you have to do is to pretend to be my wife for an year, in return. It is that easy." Or is it? With a contract, their deal is filed, signed and sealed with a kiss. Finally, Alexandra will have a home, have someone to back her up in the fight of getting back what is legally hers. Logan will have the revenge he wants against his ex-girlfriend, Stacy. Gambling with the matters of heart is just dangerous. You might hit the jackpot or you will be neck deep in heartbreak. It all depends on the cards that have been dealt to you. And they will both realize it soon enough, when their heart take over their brain. ___

Nuisance is her middle name Perfection is his When I first saw him I was blown away with his baby blue eyes. The second time I wanted to know more about him. But the third time, I knew he was a trouble in my paradise. I never felt attracted towards someone in this short span of time and that too without knowing a single thing about them. But this Man, right here is making my irrational side active. The problem is I can't have any sort of equation with him even if I want to. He is a forbidden fruit which I want to taste. The urge is so bad I can't tell you. But is it worth it? Is he worth it? Dive into my story to know what will happen. Cause honestly even I don't know what's there for me on the plate.

Abhisekh Rao, a gynecologist, he worked constantly with women yet never found the one who made his heart flutter and run a marathon the way his two best friends would describe to him. He was already 32 years old, people around him kept asking him when was he going to get married. His mom had promised him that she will get him married only to the girl of his choice, so whenever someone asked something to him she would assure them saying her son can find his match. Sahana Krishnakumar, a photographer by passion fell in love with Vishwesh, her senior in college. Her parents were against her getting married to him, but she being stubborn somehow convinced them and was leading a happy married life with him. But then her happy married life hits a sudden stop during the course of her pregnancy. She lost belief in marriage and love, and got separated from her husband. She was still young, just 26 years old, hence her parents wanted her to get married again but her son, Devansh was a major hindrance for all the suitors. She rejected all those who rejected her son. Her ex-husband was hell bent on getting the custody of their son and her parents were hell bent on getting her married, frustrated with all this she leaves her home and stayed at a place called 'Lakshmi home' which accepted her and her son whole heartedly. They both loved making people around them smile.. Their family is their whole world and would bring worlds together for their family.. He was alone voluntarily.. She was forced to be alone.. He never found someone who made his heart skip a beat.. She didn't want anyone to make her heart skip a beat.. He wanted to explore the feeling of love.. She had built walls around herself not wanting to experience the feeling ever again.. Will these two individuals who are similar yet opposite ever come together.. Will Abhi be able to break Sahana's walls down.. Will the love she lost and he never found enter their lives..

Aaryavati is your regular Queen. Innocent, pure, happy-go-lucky, always indulgent in womanly pleasures, illiterate, hopelessly romantic and daydreamer- Or that's what the King believes. What he doesn't know that behind the mask of an innocent Woman, lies a badass, clever, scheming yet righteous Queen who struggles to survive (and thrive) in the patriarchal society. What happens when her husband goes abroad to face the war and her kingdom falls into the chaos of threats from the other kingdoms? Will she be able to shed off her mask and save her kingdom timely? Will she allow the world to discover that she is a woman of substance or merely work her way through the shadow of her meek reputation? P.S. I would again like to stay true to my word. My stories doesn't possess emotional dramas. Or any negativity. Women are empowered and men are highly compassionate. I hope you will find my work interesting and positively refreshing. Cover credit:- My friend @DaveyHawkes

Complicated ! This is what describes the Rathore Royal Family and their Relationships ! And to make The matters worse The three Rathore Brothers are much more complicated With weird Relationships between each other and thier Spouses! The eldest Brother Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore is cold hearted and has locked up his heart for anyone to enter ! He is ruthless dominating And powerful ! The current head of the Rathore Clan and the CEO of the Rathore Groups ! It has been 2 years to his marriage yet he stays In his own zone between the walls he had created which his wife Aadiya who comes from the royal Family of Mewar struggles To break through ! Being the Eldest Daughter in law and soon to be queen of the most reputed Family of India and the greatest royalty , Aadiya finds it difficult to manage with her husband who does not even spare a glance at her ! The second son Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore is a man of his words and always stays loyal to his elder Brother cause he believe he is forever indebted to him Wife Naina who comes from a reputed Business family of India was betrothed to the royal prince always Thought of the man of her life to be Abhimaan untill Surprisingly he gets married to Aadiya and a year later she was forced to get Married to the second son of the Family ; Abhimanyu. She finds herself in a distress trying to come out of the feelings she had developed for her now elder Brother in law over the years ! While the completely different Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore who is the youngest prince the most pampered and protected one by both of his Brothers went out of the league and Married Samaira One of the servants Daughter's from the Royal Family of Mewar who had came to Marwar to accompany her princess a week before he was about to get married to the princess of Sirohi And accepting a girl from a lower standard was not Something that was easy to be done !

𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝟑 Sacrificing herself for the love of her life, the princess ended up dying tragically. Betrayed by her husband and dying in the sea of fire, her heart burnt in ashes. But the tragic fire couldn't swallow the hatred and pain of her heart. After the surreal tragic end, when she opened her eyes again, she found there's another chance for her to recreate everything. In this life, she wanted nothing but to burn all her culprits in the fire of vengeance. However unexpectedly she ended up colliding with the cold-hearted prince whom she never met in her last life. Is the rebirth only meant for revenge, or there's another chance to find happiness? [ THIS STORY ONLY MEANT FOR WATTPAD. IF IT'S APPEARED ON OTHER SITE WITHOUT AUTHOR'S KNOWLEDGE THEN IT IS BEING COPIED OR STOLEN ]

'I hope for us.' 'This hope gives me strength to breath.' 'Strength to fight with our odds.' 'One day to win over our demons.' 'Hope for that one day is like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.' I raised my hand to catch rain drops falling on the glass window. Two arms encircled around my waist from back flinching me at my spot. His touch. He nuzzled his face in my hairs. "Ohh thank god. You came back." His hot breath on my shoulder blade. "Do you know how much I missed you?" "You know I cannot live with out you. I need you. I need you." His lips on my neck, shudders passed down my spine. "I knew you will be back to me." "I love you." He made me turn and kissed my forehead closing his eyes. Tears were flowing from his eye but his lips were enriched with small smile. "I love you so much Meera" he mumbled against my skin. "Myra" I had to break his reverie. "Meera" He was still lost. "Neil, I am Myra." He studied my face. He took step back keeping his eyes on my face, trying to find someone. To be precise.... My sister.... My twin sister. His teary eyes turned in to charcoal red in a moment when reality hit him hard. "Get out" he looked everywhere but not at me. "Neil" "You don't have any right to enter in this room. GET OUT" He shouted on top of his voice. Warm tears started streaming on my cheeks. "Dare you step in this room again." I bowed my head and was stepping out. I was at door step when I heard his ear piercing scream. It pinched my heart. Neil ran towards crib to pick his son in his arms. 'I knew he needed me.' Neil cooed Neev, but he was also stubborn like his father. He was crying, he was asking me to take him in my embrace by raising his hands looking at me. 'My baby was telling me to stop. To hold him. To love him'