I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.

BOOK 2 Can be read as stand alone Read BOOK 1 for better idea about other characters " NO....NO, PLEASE AISA MAT KARO..... MERI MUMMA KAHA HAI, AAP MUJHE YAHA KYUN LAYE HO.......MAA....KAHA HO AAP." A boy kept crying and begging for help, he was hungry and tired, his body looked bones and shaggy. His clothes were worne out, he was severely malnourished and was in a dire need for medical attention. His cries died down and his tears dried, there was no one he can put his hopes on. A 12 years old boy who learnt to survive through pain and desperation for freedom all alone until he turned 19 when he broke free from his tormentors. NO ONE, he had one one he can call his own. No family, no friends and specially no one to be called his beloved. ___________________ SMACK " Saali ek beta tak nhi de paye, janam diya bhi toh ek viklaang ko......Jo dhang se bol bhi nhi paati." I was hiding behind the door and sneakily looked at the scene unfold infront of my eyes. My father did this to my mother every night. I've witnessed my mother body beaten to black and blue but still she smiled when she saw me looking at her. Earlier I thought she was smiling coz she was doing ok but as the years passed by I started realising that her smile never reached her eyes. She is my home, my hope and the only one I can call my own but for how long. I can feel her losing hope from this life with each passing day and finally she did closed her eyes basking in the sweet maze of death............and I like a coward ran away on my 17th birthday. ___________________ Both were broken, both were stolen of their innocent childhood and both needed an anchor to keep them steady in this deep notorious sea of cruelty. What will happen when their destiny will bring them together, where one wants protection and the other wants peace. Ranking #1 commando- 20/8/2024 WITH LOVE SHRISH

CINDERELLA BRIDES #1 (STAND ALONE NOVEL) "Why do you care?" He asked with a sardonic chuckle, making me wince. "Why do I care? How can you ask that? Why shouldn't I care? Are you that blind, Aryamann? Don't you see that I am falling for you?" I asked, looking straight into his eyes with my heart in my eyes. I am not going to hide my feelings anymore. I simply can't. He let out another humourless chuckle. "Falling for me?" He asked with an edge to his voice. "You are not falling for me, Bhumi. You are simply falling for the luxurious life you are living now. You are falling for the money I have." He said in a cold tone and I felt numb all over. "Is that what you think of me, Aryamann? After all this time spent together, is that what you think about me?" I asked, my voice breaking with every word I utter. How could he even think of me like that? "You agreed to this for money, Bhumi. All this pretence is for money. You are nothing but a gold digger," he said and I felt something break inside me. Is this what you call a heartbreak? **** Bhumika Basu is a happy go lucky girl. Though she has faced so much in her past, she faces the world with a bright smile on her face. She might be poor when it comes to finance, but she is very very rich when it comes to matters of the heart. Aryamann Mehrotra is a billionaire playboy. He is wary of emotional entanglements after a bitter past. But circumstances demand he take a wife. What better way than to hire a bride. So that's exactly what he did. He hired Bhumika Basu, who was in need of money, as his bride. It was only a matter of time before the pretence started feeling all too real. Hop in to see how the total opposites fall in love with each other. ⚠️SAMPLE ONLY⚠️

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒔-𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆: 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚, 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒕. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅? 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏? 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏-𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓'𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒔. »»-----　✼　-----«« 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒔 »»-----　✼　-----««

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

"You are my heart, Aira. So be careful when you think of breaking it. It may result in your collapse." ------- .˚₊✧₊˚. -------- **This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating** She broke him in the worst way possible, betrayed him when he least expected it. She shattered his heart and left him at his worst. What will happen when they cross their paths again, but this time when he is at the top and wants his revenge? Amaira Mehra, a sunshine girl who gives the world a middle finger. She is considered as the one with a sense of humour but is it actually her real personality or is she just playing the role of a carefree girl? Abhimaan Raghuvanshi, An asshole to say the best. The broken Billionaire whose heart and mind are fucked up. He left the country to be away from her, to wrench her away from his life but what if his heart is not understanding that? What will happen when He decides to take his revenge? - "I will break her before moulding her back into being my perfect girl." - "Get. The. Fuck. Out, Abhimaan. I don't want you here."

❛ The Dark love of Mafia's ❜ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Secrets which are hidden. Some secrets are burned and some are buried beneath their feet, some are present and in front of their eyes yet unknown to them. Some are hiding the truth. While some were finding the truth. They met and the truth unfolds in front of them. Some are too naive to understand it while some are too ingenious in hiding it. And in the journey of finding their nightmares and the reason behind it they almost forgot that- the world is round and no matter how far they run from each other to hunt the truth , they will come back to each other because the Secrets are lying between them. Lying between them! THREE COUPLES = THREE STORIES and all are INTERLINKED with each other. ^•^•^•^•^•^•^ A multi Couple book ❤️