The Nayak Brothers - Book 5 Shankar Nayak isn't looking for a bride. He's looking for a mother for his daughter. Anamika Puri is looking for a shelter in a foreign country and would do anything to protect her unborn child. He doesn't believe in love! She has lost faith in marriage! She's his secretary & she knows he is heartless!!! Yet time & situation made her accept... THE OGRE'S PROPOSAL!!! Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental. Copyright Disclaimer: I don't own any rights of pictures used (if any). They belong to the owners respectively.

"Let fate play its part" Two of India's biggest family empires. An arranged marriage that's basically a merger. For everyone else, it's the wedding of the century. For Adhrit? It's just another item on his to-do list, another duty to check off. The guy is so buried in expectations he's forgotten what he actually wants. For Izna? It's a life sentence. She's got a voice that won't be quieted and a spirit that chafes against all this "tradition." So on their wedding night, they do the only thing that makes sense to each of them: they bolt. They run. Classic, right? Almost poetic. Except it's a joke on them.Fate has its own part to play.A few hours later, they're not tasting freedom. They're stuck staring at each other from opposite seats in the same first-class train compartment. They've accidentally booked tickets on the same month-long luxury tour across India. Now they're trapped. Just them, the weird tension, and the whole country rolling by the window. It's gonna be a long thirty days. He's all quiet restraint. She's all defiant fire. They're going to argue. They're going to bicker. They might even, against all odds, find something to laugh about. So, the real question isn't about family legacies or who ran first. It's this: Can a month on a train make two strangers fall in love? Or are they just speeding toward a really expensive disaster? 30 days!! Are they enough for the love voyage to sail or to sink? ╹⁠ ╹ (Heads up: This story gets real. Mature themes ahead.)

लोग दिल से दिल लगा लेते है , सिला-ए-दिलागी में कई ज़ख्म दिल में पा लेते है, उसी दिलागी के कुछ पैगाम सुनो, मैने जो देखा उसका आंखों देखा सियाहीदा अंजाम सुनो, ये इश्कनाशी दिलगि का बेवफाई भरा अंजाम सुनो। so, namaste and hello I know I should translate these poems but it is just the beginning if you like my Hindi poems i will think about publishing English ones too since there are around 70 of them so it will take time until then enjoy my Hindi poems also I don't own all the pics used here credit goes to their respective owners and Pinterest

Story of a superstar who is madly in love with his costar. Story of a slum girl who is fighting everyday just for a living. What if they got stuck with each other for some purpose? What if they started to live under the same roof while hating each other. Hate is something which kept them together, what will happen if the feelings changed slowly, leading to something beautiful and ethereal.

Noah and Gwendolyn Mitchell have been married for five years, and have a four-year-old daughter, Emma, whom they adore. When Gwen, newly pregnant, discovers that her husband has been having a torrid affair, she has to grapple with decisions: to stay, or leave. And things get more complicated when Lucian Farrington, a man she thought she would never see again, re-enters her life...

(Apart Series - Book 1) Dev Kapoor... Popularly called DK!!! 31 year old hot headed, carefree, badass was currently the most talked and successful businessman in the country. Loved by his family and hated by his employees! For his family DK was a rare diamond 💎 and to most of his employees he was a Demon👹 DK's only weakness was his family. His baby brother Dhruv and his Daadi (Grandmother). DK loves his family a lot specially after the loss of his mother at a tender age of 10. Brought up by his grandmother Saudamini Kapoor was a strong headed, smart yet loving grand mother. Ishani Sharma was the youngest daughter of the mad family of Sharma's. Chirpy, crazy and a complete nutcase. She was an apple of their eye. Her father, mother, grandfather and grandmother everyone pampered her like a baby. Above all was her elder sister Ahana. The only sane case in the mad mad Sharma family. Saudamini wants her grandsons to get married. Trying to convince DK for 6 continuous years she finally decide to get Dhruv married atleast. After all Dhruv was also a crazy, fun-loving young man.... 27 year old now. Dhruv instantly falls for Ahana at a wedding and there were sparks ✨ But when the hot headed DK came in contact with the cool cat Ishani There was fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Note: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental Copyright Disclaimer: I don't own any rights of pictures used if any. They belong to the owners respectively.

"From today I own you completely" She looked at him in confusion. His eyes were looking so intense. "From today I'm caging you completely in my life" She got a bit scared. "Rudra...." He placed his index finger on her lips. "You are mine....No matter what happens, I will never let you go away from me.... don't you even dare to think of leaving me....." His voice is reeking of pure possessiveness. "No matter what I do....you are not allowed to leave me....if you ever tried to do that, I will ......" "You what?" She asked this time. "I will punish you brutally...." "You are scaring me" Her voice shook. "You should be scared...You are mine...from today you have to adjust yourself with my feelings..." He hide her face on his chest. "My feelings are dark...I know you are scared...but this is my love...This the way I am..." She closed her eyes. She lost her courage to ask him anything. "Just never try to do anything stupid....when the time will come, I will tell you the truth" She immediately opened her eyes with a jerk. "Never try to investigate....you are not a detective....I will not appreciate this..." Her breathing got hitched on her throat. He knows!! He knows!!! He got down off the bed. Sanjh averted her gaze. He walked towards the washroom with his naked glory. "Who are you?" She finally asked by gathering her courage. He stopped on his track. "Your husband" He walked inside the washroom and slammed the door close.

#1 in dark #1 in obsession # 3 in cold-hearted # 7 in jealousy He is the king of a dark world. light never invaded where he breathes. He has build a thick wall around him where he had blocked the entry of everyone. His only moto is to be powerful and dominant. He is so cold and scary that the people around him even breathes in a conscious manner. Seyit Solanki is the other name of danger and death. He is a true monster in every sense. Dive into the joureny of a man who is a killer. Who never cared for anything. But what if he started to care for something suddenly. Something he felt like to hold and cherish. Something so deep arose inside him that invoke his demons but not for destruction, but to love endlessly. is it really possible? or It's just a mere imagination? Warning ⚠️ DARK BOOK. SO BE PREPARED.

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?