" 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐦𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢" ⎯ Zoravar Singh Ahlawat♚ ❣ °•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●☆(◕‿◕✿)☆●○•°●○•°●○•°●○•° ❣ "𝐀𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢! 𝐎𝐫 𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐞𝐠𝐢" ⎯ Eshvika Sharma♛ . . . . . . . . . . . . . Do Not Copy My Work! Read trigger warning before reading the book. ❣

"for those with shattered khwaabs , this book is going to pick up all your pieces and mend it , khwaab ke safar se haqiqat ki khoj mae" - this book is a sequel of my first book "khwaab" but can also be read as a standalone if you prefer <4

◉𝐖𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠◉ 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚?? 𝙏𝙬𝙤 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨. 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧?? ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ #1 in emotional #7 in heartbreak #1 in arrogant #3 in broken #1 in loveagain #1 in indianmarriage #1 in oppositesattract #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in shyboy

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?

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.

"ANNIKA IS 19 YEARS OLD AND RUDRA IS 25 YEARS OLD ANNIKA DOES EYERYTHING TO AVOID HIM HOWEVER HE IS FINDING HER EYERYWHERE SINCE THEY ARE LIVING IN THE SAME HOUSE AND ARE COUSIN ONE THING ANNIKA DOES NOT KNOW IS THAT RUDRA IS IN MAFIA AND HE CLAMIED HER WHEN SHE WAS BORN AND EYERYONE IN THE HOUSE KNOW THAT SHE BELONGS TO HIM ACCEPT ANNIKA WHO HATE HIM AND HIS ANGER EVERYONE CALLS HIM KING BUT HE TELLS HER TO CALL HIM BY HIS NAME READ OUT TO FIND ABOUT THIS TWO AND THIER STORY

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚." He said in a dominating manner. "𝐀𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭." He chuckled hearing her words. It was love. Seranity. Obsession. For him she was the sunshine in his sinful darkness. For her he was the divine future hovering her dark past. But both of them have their own dark secrets. Secrets that could burn them alive. Secrets that could ruin everything they've bulit. How will they navigate their love between uncertain feelings and tangled secrets. A boy who never loved and A girl who never got loved. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: 6 years later "My love for you have burnt away long before, Mr. Arhaan Malhotra. The only thing I feel for you is hate. Raging hate. And remember, Srithika Raichand never bows. Especially not infront of you." She stated looking fiercely in his eyes. "Srithika Arhaan Malhotra. Don't forget the fact that you're my wife." His face gleamed with the trust that he'll win her back. "That ended the time I signed those divorce papers you wanted and gave them to you." Her eyes flamed rage. Rage that could consume them and ruin them. "Did you really think that we're seperated. Tsk Tsk, you're wrong wifey. Our marriage never ended and it'll never end." His smirk didn't fade as he pressed her into his body and traced her jawline with his lips. "Don't act like you own me." She hissed at him. "Oh. Make no mistake. You're mine and that's fucking final. Welcome back. Mrs. Srithika Arhaan Malhotra." They both want each other back. But they're tangled in the hate that has consumed them.

Its about the underworld mafia ABHIRAJ SINGH RATHORE who falls for a random girl And unaware of ABHIRAJ'S feelings.....she never fell in love but....after meeting him...she couldn't stop herself from falling for him... ......follow me on insta and see the editings there...__obsessed__026

‎♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ You've ruined my life, by not being mine. ♡ Two academic rivals met each other at their siblings wedding & they got tangled in a mix of unresolved rivalry and undeniable connection. As they navigate the new dynamic. ♡ Eira Agarwal a 26 years old fashion designer who lives her life simply. She grew up in simple yet perfect family who loves her utter most. Her love for fashion is something she adore the most. She loves her family except from her older brother that what she always says but is a lie. ♡ Ayan Rao a 27 years old cardiologist who just came to India after 8 years. He completed his graduation in best university of UK and has been living there since 2 years. He also has a complete beautiful family with his parents and his sister in India. What will happen when two childhood rivals met after 8 years? Will they be stuck to their past? Can they move on from their past after 8 years?