Anikaa Mehra, a multi-millionaire artist finds a riddle hidden inside a painting which is not only the clue to an ancient stolen gem but also to the missing woman- Shalini Sturrock. However, in order to solve the riddle, Anikaa must seek help from Jiyu (a man whose feet doesn't touch the ground) who claims to hail from an ancient tribe of Himalayas. This is Anikaa's first adventure (of the series) in the mind-boggling adventure where she discovers the secret of hidden tribes of Himalayas and stumbles upon the powerful Black Gem.

In which a teenage girl sets her sights on the mafia don, and innocently seduces him. . . . . . . . . . . She gets what she wants because no one dares to refuse the Principessa. But when they can't give her the one thing she wants, she gets it herself. . . . . . . . . . . 19 year old Giana is beautiful, sweet and convey's innocence. Giana is also bratty, spoiled and manipulative. What happens when she's sent to live with La Famigilia after her own family dies? She craves the one man she can't have. The man that is to take care of her. The man that will always give her what she wants, yet the same man that tells her she can't have him. But like the brat she is, she doesn't listen. . . . . . . . . . . - Forbidden romance - Age gap - Dark mafia romance - Explicit sexual content Highest Ranks #1 in Spoiled #1 in Seduction #1 in SpoiledBrat

(Mature Content) In eight years since their heart-wrenching breakup, a lot has changed for Radhika Verma. She transformed from the lovey dovey girl to a hardworking UN Special Forces agent. Unfortunately that means spending time with her past, Arjun Khanna, the devil-may-care high school boy now a successful, powerful, sexy-as-sin Oil baron. Except independent, willful Radhika does not want a man-even if it is someone as sexy, as attractive as Arjun! And when he discovers just how innocent she really is, suddenly their scorching attraction feels even more dangerous....Can Arjun admit how wrong he had been about her?

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

Status :- Completed ~Glimpse~ "Is This true diya? Did you lied to us all?" Ruhanika asked Diya as calmly as She could, The Whole Family have Started Loving Diya, and If She have Actually lied to them, They will Get hurt so badly. "Bhabhi, I.." "I knew Bhabhi ma, I knew about all this. Diya told me the Truth before we got married." Diya looked behind her when she heard Her Husband, The Guy who had nothing to do with all this mess supporting her, Even after knowing she lied to them, to him. "I knew it all." ♠♠♠♠♠ Aviraj Singh Rathore, The Youngest Son of Rathores. The Most Hyper and Extroverted one. He is everyone's Favourite. Always fun loving and Caring. Bubbly in nature. Respect elders. Is from a Reputed Family. Every girl's Dream, A Proper Green Flag. Diya Mehta, A Calm and Introverted Girl. Focused, Strong and Smart. Survived in this world Fighting with her Outer and Inner demons Alone. Holding Many Secrets in her Hearts, Living with her Uncle after Her Parents Died. °°°°°°°°°°°°°° Blurb!!! What will happen When the Youngest son of Rathore Family will come back home from his Business trip to Gujarat with His newly wedded wife? A Mysterious girl, About whom no one in the Family have heard before. Why did they get married? What Happened back there in Gujarat and Most Importantly Who is this Girl?? To know, Read The Rathore Bride.

THE IMMORTAL LOVE 💗 Completed The Pocket stories, your very own mini pocket stories. The Stress Busters. (Short stories written in only 5-10 chapters with a Word count of 5000-10,000 words.)

"You fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected times." ▪▪ He stroke my arm with his hand and carefully followed his own action with his eyes. "What are you doing?" I asked, pushing his hand away. He raised his both hands in the air as defense and tucked them away in his jeans pockets afterwards. "I have a question before you leave." He smirked. He was going to ask me something stupid, I could feel it. I crossed my arms and waited for his question. "You can take your headscarf off as soon as we're married, right? I mean, we are married then." He said taking another step forward. He suddenly grabbed me by my waist, pulling me towards him. He stared into my eyes holding me with a huge strength I could never compete with. It was at that moment I could smell a faint smell of alcohol on his breath. He was drunk. ▪▪ Meet Aliah Samuni; a simple, religious and down to earth 23 year old girl, who lost her parents 5 years ago. Meet Harris Cooper; cocky, rude, rich, has a different girl every week and isn't friendly towards his staff. When Aliah Samuni is being hired as a receptionist at the biggest fashion company in New York City, she meets Harris Cooper. THE Harris Cooper, the most famous and rich business man in town. Little does she know, that the guy she insults and loathes the first day at work, is the CEO of the company. Her boss. Can she change his life? Can she make him fall in love again after a horrible past? ▪▪ Read #TCUL for a spiritual adventure with mystery, drama and occasionally some intense romance. Highest ranking: #1 (Multiple times)