‶Get out of my sight before I do something I'll regret!″ the eldest shouted, his voice laced with fury. ‶I will. But I'm taking her with me,″ his younger brother replied, his expression unwavering. ‶Don't you dare come near her! She won't end up like you!″ the eldest retorted, his eyes ablaze with anger. Amidst their yelling match, a young girl sat under the table, her eyes overflowing with tears and head throbbing uncontrollably. Her family had always been an unconventional one, but that day marked its transition from unconventional to unhappy. ************************* Miles apart, a young boy looked at the star marred sky with twinkling eyes. As the shooting star made its appearance, he closed his eyes and prayed for the one thing he craved for the most. 'A happy family.' ‶What did you wish for?″ a manly voice interrupted him. ‶Death.″ .......................................................................................... #1 in India [09|06|25] #3 in India [25|03|25] #4 in India [26|03|25] #8 in India [10|06|25]

"I-I should be heading to my room now." I told him not in anyway ready to face him. "Turn around." He instructed. "Your fiancee may w-wake up soon to use t-the bathroom or discover no ones t-there." This would definitely not be a good look. Stop stuttering, I mentally chanted. "She won't." Was his response. "Please, I must head back to my r-room." I informed him, it had already been too long since we were in the bathroom alone. "You won't be getting out of here until you comply with my instructions." He informed. What game was he playing! I obliged and did what he said slowly turning around with my eyes tightly. *********** Unedited! Exclusively signed to wattpad.

On a lavishly decorated altar sparkling with luxury, two people stood exchanging their wedding vows. The bride wore a stunning red lehenga, while the groom was dressed in a simple blue sherwani. He looked more like a friend than a husband on his own wedding day. Still, Shraddha, like any typical Indian bride, didn't bother much about it. In fact, she was very excited about beginning her new life, even though it was an arranged marriage. When the ceremony concluded, the Pandit Ji instructed Anand, the groom, to apply vermillion to her forehead. Shraddha smiled shyly as he leaned forward to smear it on her. Anand was a renowned doctor who was twice her age that secretly harbored a deep, inexplicable hatred for her. But why? Just as the vermillion touched her forehead, a deafening explosion shook the entire hall. Decorations came crashing down, and guests screamed and scattered in panic. Amidst the chaos, Anand saw the altar beginning to collapse. He turned and fled, leaving Shraddha behind. He did not care whether she lived or died. All he wanted was to escape the burden he had been forced to accept which was, her. Shraddha saw him running away with the priest. She tried to stand, but her lehenga caught on a nail, trapping her in place. The next morning, after what should have been their wedding night, Anand's cold words shattered whatever hope she had carried with her. He made it clear he would never touch her, not even to save her life. His heart, he said, would always belong to his late wife.

book to be removed after 28 March "She took her sister's place at the altar... and his heart burned with vengeance." The book contains mature content Violence and explicit scenes, so kindly read accordingly. #1 india 17/9/25 #19 forcedmarriage #93 indianromance

"So goddamn tiny," He muttered to himself, making a blush rise to Freya's cheeks. "I am not," She defended herself quietly. "You're just huge." ~🎀~ Freya Karol was the epitome of innocence. She was small, sheltered, and fiercely protected by her millionare father. Going out after 8pm was a no. Drinking alcohol or doing drugs was a no. Skipping school without reason was a no. And boys were a big no. But if there was one thing that attracted Falcon Anders, it was innocence. ~🎀~ "All the synonyms of perfect. This book is absolutely beautiful, the plot, the writing and the characters are so addicting. Literally fell in love within reading the first paragraph of the book. I honestly truly hope you update more often, because you're very talented and this book is literally beautiful💙" - Najma Copyright © 2019 N.E. Lorimer All rights reserved.

"Say it Blake" Damon says forcefully, keeping my hands pinned above my head. "Say what I want to hear" "N-No Damon" I whimpered. The pain in my wrists was becoming unbearable every second that passed. "SAY IT NOW" He bellowed, his eyes turning an unnatural shade of green. I could tell his wolf was slowly taking over and he couldn't control it. "I-I'm yours and yours only" Blake Jones, the girl that no one spares a second glance at. Being the most hated girl in her pack has taken quite a toll on her so she decides to pack up and leave. Getting lost, she accidentally winds up on the Silver Blood pack grounds. They are known for the killings of many wolves and she doesn't want to wind up dead Damon Silvetti, the most feared alpha in all the land. He seems to be the whole package, good looking, smart, ruthless, and evil. He hasn't found his mate and prays that he finds her before he turns 22 in a few weeks. When they meet, will they accept each other as mates? •| discontinued |•

He hated her because of the darkness of her skin; it was not the fair complexion he preferred. The marriage had been forced on him by a promise his grandparents made long ago, a promise he regretted every second of every day. He didn't care about her dreams or feelings. To him, she was nothing more than an obligation he resented. Looking at her filled him with disgust and shame. He couldn't bear the thought of calling her his wife or showing her to his friends. In his voice, during their wedding night, he told her, "Not just me, nobody can bear to sleep beside you. You're a darkness, a curse, a harbinger of misfortune and suffering. You're like the darkest, most miserable night who only brings pain." She had married him in poverty, but after their union, he became wealthy. Yet he never once introduced her proudly as his wife. Instead, he kept her hidden from his friends, deeming her unworthy of his social standing. 🩶His Brown Bride

Book 1 in the Sins of the City series. ✯✯✯ I wear his name like a scar. Alessandro Rossi stole everything from me-my freedom, my future, the lie I told my father to keep him alive. He thinks I'm a tool to be used, a bride to be displayed, a Fraga to be broken. He thinks the ring on my finger means I belong to him. He's wrong. Every cage has a weakness. Every monster has a wound that won't heal. And I've spent enough time in the dark to know exactly where to sink the knife. When I'm done, he won't just lose me. He'll lose everything.

Alice William, the hated, unloved, unwanted twin. She's been abused as long as she's remembered, while her twin, Grace, lives the life of luxury, both at home and school. Alice and Grace are bipolar opposites. Grace being your typical, girly girl. Alice being a tomboy. On the streets Alice is known as the Rose, beautiful but, dangerous. A rose with thorns. She's the undefeated street racer and fighter champion, at the young age of 16. But what happens when all a sudden both her mother and step-father die and she is sent to live with her father and 6 older brothers, that she never even knew about? Will they breakdown her walls and gain her trust? Or will Alice escape that life of luxury and leave her twin, father and brothers? - Am I really that unwanted? ... Am I really the villain of this Story? --------- This story will contain grammar and spelling mistakes and will discuss serious or mature topics too. If you are uncomfortable with any of this please do not read!

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 They never thought of being each other's but destiny had another plans. 𝗩𝗜𝗗𝗬𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗬𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜 is a 27 year old handsome man, who belongs to a Royal family. He is Rude, Arrogant and hates the one who betrayes him. There are only two things he loves. One is his mother and another is his work. Vidyut's name lies under the top ten billionaires of the country. He never thought he would fall for the girl who was nothing but a Replacement of his bride. ✿✿✿ 𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗥 is a 24 year old beautiful internship Doctor. No one knew the anger and sadness she hid behind her smile. She never received love from her parents which she always dreamt of. She knew her sister wasn't happy with this wedding but the only thing she didn't know was that her life is going to take a 180 degree turn, that she is going to be forced to marry the guy she barely knows. ✿✿✿ Our bodies collided together. Do I regret teasing him? A little big yes, a little no. Even though cold water was falling in our bodies but the way I was feeling hot was something I can't explain. He keeps his hands on both sides of the glass, trapping me in between as I couldn't take my eyes off his abs. "You have no idea-what you have done to me" he whispered against my earlobe and I closed my eyes.