"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

In the bustling city, their paths intertwine through the thread of an arranged marriage. Kavya, spirited and modern, steps into Aaryan's rented world with hesitation. He, reserved and studious, navigates the unfamiliar realm of emotions. As the tides of matrimony carry them forward, they must balance the rhythms of tradition with the melodies of their hearts. Read Time : 4 Hours 45 Minutes

18+ "Tell me, love. What is it that you want?" "You will have to leave me alone if you can't do it." "That won't happen ever-" he grits his teeth stepping closer to me, caging me between his arms and the wall. "Just tell me, Ayesha," He husks looking at my lips. "Beg, Arjun. On your knees," I smirk. .................... In the sultry embrace of past scars and hidden desires, Ayesha Arora and Arjun Mehra find themselves entangled in a seductive dance of fate and longing. Ayesha, haunted by the echoes of her turbulent upbringing, believes herself incapable of love until a chance liaison with a stranger ignites a fire within her, challenging every notion she holds dear. Meanwhile, Arjun, once a carefree spirit with dreams of music, becomes ensnared by the allure of a mysterious woman he can't resist. As their worlds collide and passions ignite, they are drawn into a spellbinding journey of discovery and surrender, exploring the depths of their connection amidst the throes of desire. Will they succumb to the intoxicating pull of their pasts, or will they find ecstasy and redemption in the embrace of each other's longing? ..... Regular Updates!!!

She loved me when I didn't even know how to love myself. Sahiba walked into my life with eyes full of devotion and a heart foolish enough to believe I could give her the same in return. And what did I do? I crushed her. With my silence. With my indifference. With the walls I built so high she could never climb them. Worst of all? My fucking betrayal. She thinks it's over. That the divorce ended us. But the truth she doesn't know is brutal-she's still my wife. On paper, in law, in name... and in the marrow of my bones. I never let her go. I couldn't. I've spent years carrying the weight of her absence like a noose around my neck. Every day without her has been punishment. Every night, I see the girl I destroyed staring back at me in my dreams, reminding me that I turned her love into ashes. But this time, I won't let her slip through my fingers. I'll fight. I'll bleed. I'll burn the world if I have to. She might hate me, curse me, despise the ground I walk on-but I'll take it. Because losing her once broke me. Losing her again will kill me. I was her nightmare once. Now I'll be her damnation or her salvation. But I'll be hers.

Book #4 of the Fairytale series. Can be read as a stand-alone. What is time to a man who has loved her for five years. Five long ones and yet making no move. What is pain to the man who has watched her live her life whilst he waited in silence. Five years and yet making no move. What is it with him when it's her? Her laughter. Her career. Her presence. What is it with him finding a home in her unintentionally? Aliyaar Alamgeer did not plan for himself to fall so irrevocably in love with Barekhna Saleem - a spitfire of a criminal lawyer. Only it's not the man who decides the matters of the heart. STARTING DATE - Nov, 14, 2022. © qanootshahid14 2022

**A Wattpad featured story** Bekhudi || بیخودی ❝ He gently dragged his hand around the delicate skin of my neck, slowly caressing it under his stifling touch. I felt his breath curling against me, as a wave of sultriness rode over me. As if sensing it, his soft touch become firm and his thumb pressed against my bottom lip. His eyes were still trained on mine, studying me with a burning intensity. He looked at me with a fervent gaze, as I felt his eyes darken with desire? ❞ _____________________________ Bekhudi follows the life of Shanzae Malik, a political heiress, as she manoeuvres through the clutches of a patriarchal, honour bound society. Her life takes a turn when her family suggests an unexpected proposal to save their withering political dynasty. Crisis strikes, and her only option is to choose between the love of her life and his brother. A tale of love, heartache, deception & ecstasy!

Three years ago, they shared a single evening that never quite left them- a conversation too easy, laughter too familiar, a pull too strong for strangers. But the timing was wrong, the circumstances messier than either could admit. No second date. No promises. Now, out of the blue, his name lights up her screen, like a ghost who never really died. She answers. What follows isn't dramatic-just two voices, unexpectedly familiar, threading their way through old silences. Do they still mean something to each other... or is this just emotional static stirred by nostalgia? They don't know. Maybe it's fate catching a glitch. Or maybe, some stories aren't meant to be rewritten- just reread once before putting them down for good.

Every night at 10:45 PM, a mysterious man with a steel tiffin appears at Tanu's failing European bakery in Ranchi, collecting her day's disasters with the reverence of someone handling precious artifacts. He pays too much, arranges imperfect pastries like art installations, and disappears into the November darkness with secrets that taste sweeter than her best chocolate walnut slice. When Tanu discovers where her lopsided buns and overbaked cream puffs actually end up, she realizes that sometimes the most beautiful things in life come wrapped in yesterday's failures. But what happens when the mathematics of love collide with family expectations, business ultimatums, and the delicate architecture of dreams built from leftover crumbs? Some stories begin with perfect recipes. This one starts with everything going deliciously wrong.

Loneliness is nothing new to Elena Kinsley. She had to grow up pretty quickly when her dad left her to work abroad, and she's taken care of herself from an unreasonably young age. Her only constant goal was success. Safe to say it didn't leave much time for fun, let alone relationships. In the summer before Senior year, Elena receives a job offer. Babysitting for a rich family in her city. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right? Wrong. It's not until her first day does she realise that the family belongs to Parker Ashford, Preston High School's golden boy. Parker is hot, stubborn, arrogant, and Elena can't help but be drawn to him, no matter how hard they both try to resist.

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