"I was broken. Nothing, no one could fix me. Until you came into my life again. I wish I had gone with you that day instead of him. Because, now I can't imagine how I spent the previous years of my life without you by my side. You are my savior. You showed me that its okay to be broken and you showed me that I wasn't alone. You were with me. i love you for that. But I hate that I love you. I was never good with love. I'm scared that one day I'll wake up without you by my side. One day you will realize that you are better off without me and I don't want that day to come. Not now, not ever. I love you too much to let you go. I finally have a place in this world and that is next to you. You once said, 'Our mistakes compliment each other.' Truer words than these were never said before. We are both broken and incomplete but together, we're whole and we're fixed. We might be too bad for the others, but we are good for each other. They say all good things come to an end, but I'm bad and so are you. Together, we are horrible. But that just means that we're inevitable. You are mine and I promise to forever be yours." Recap by WeLiveOnlyOne *** WATCH THE TRAILER! Humor #1 / Teen Fiction #1 / Romance #4

"I detest you." Came out of Nayantra's mouth venomously sweet, eyes burning holes in his, vexation visible as day. "You fucking disgust me." Smirking at the raw display of lust filled hatred, Agastya took a step ahead, forcing her to take one back. "Didn't see you feeling disgusted last night when you were beneath me, moaning my name and taking me so well, Nayna." His breath kissed her sensitive skin as he restored into her ears, caging her between his bulk body and brisk wall. Tiping her chin up, furry in her eyes, jaws clenched tight, she glared into the sharpest, most vicious pair of ebony she's ever come across. "Don't be so proud of it. You're not the only one who fucks me." Squinting his eyes in dangerous possessiveness, his hand seized her throat, fingers wrapping around her swan-like throat in a gentle hold. "Say that again and you'll not open your mouth for the next half an hour." The corners of her mouth quirked up, a daring look in her eyes as she repeated. "You are not the only one who I sleep with, Agastya. You're just another-" Killing her words before they found their voice, he slammed his lips against hers aggressively. Yielding to the temptation and tingles of his proximity and the furious kiss, her hands settled on his neck, pulled him closer, leaned in deeper, kissing him back as deep and angrily.

She was there when he was looking at his girlfriend with love in his eyes in their college. After 6 years . She is still there when he is busy looking at the woman once he loved or may be he still does ?! Last time she looked at him he was her unrequited and one sided love. But now as she is looking at him, he is her husband but the unrequited and one sided love of her remains the same. She decided. She will let him be happy. She will let him live the life he wanted with his LOVE . And so, She applied for divorce. To know more , Join their journey.

It was another dream. So it seems. Slowly I wake, for real this time and scan my surroundings, as usual nothing has changed, the beeping of the machine connected to her, supporting her life, her limp ill looking body still lies in front of me. Looking lifeless, as usual the mere sight of it makes me sick, threatening another episode of hysterical cry from me, but I'm all drained of tears, I'm so tired my body aches, everything ache all over. It is borderline torture. Nothing is worse than this, this is the worse nightmare imaginable. I remember the very vivid dream I have before I wake, the feeling of her fingers brushing against my scalp, whispering her old endearment "claceypoo", oh how I wish they were real. I thought it was, I was startled awake--in the dream, how twisted was that? And then I wake and everything was just a ... christ. I wish all this is just a goddamn nightmare ... if it is, please wake me up dear god. I close my eyes briefly, my body giving out despite the fact that I just woke up, I rest my elbow on the mattress and sigh heavily, my breathing shakes from the tightness of my chest. And once again my prayer begins ... When will you wake baby? Please stop punishing me. Please wake up, please wake up and hate me, beat me to pulp like I deserve, Just please wake up, I can't do this anymore, The pain, it's slowly and surely Killing me. Loise baby ... please. I mantra, these prayers are my automatic thoughts every day, every time I wake up, it's becoming a pattern. It's exhausting. It's been more than two weeks, when will she wake up? When will I be able to see her eyes again? Her eyes that I long the most? How I missed her, oh god, please ... let her punish me while she's awake and alive and well, please I'll give anything. Even my life.

---▪︎ A Wattpad featured story ▪︎--- What if you run away from one wedding only to get entangled in another-with a complete stranger? *** Doing things without thinking twice is Eve Kavinsky's second nature, just like that one time she nearly burst the science lab with explosive chemicals. But hold on, that's not the worst of it. The story of her life begins in the form of a runaway bride and chasing goons. Add in taking hasty vows and 'accidentally' getting married to a stranger while trying to escape the said goons. Remember how they say 'Stranger Danger'? It isn't until Eve signs an agreement of maintaining a marriage facade for a year to both of their advantages, with her accidental husband slash supposed stranger, does she realize the man she married isn't stranger but all danger. There's something about the criminal lawyer, Axel Hernandez, that is full of lethal calm and burning vengeance. The more she knows about him, the more he confuses her. Yet, somehow Eve's atoms connects with Axel's atoms just about right and they create explosive chemistry. Not just romantic ones, but also dangerous ones. And who knows, Eve might be hiding secrets of her own. Dark, twisted secrets.

This is a sequel to Adore you. 18-year-old Cecilia Gomez starts a new year at Holy Trinity Preparatory school. Desperate to figure out how far the Bennett family will go to protect what is theirs, she risks losing everything. True love never dies, or does it?

"She's the devil creating chaos and he's an angel seeking peace. He calms her chaos and she fuels his fire ~ they both are a match made in hell and heaven." The girl that once cared way too much about everyone and everything, no longer cared anymore. The tenderness in her heart has been replaced by coldness, walls have been built up high, ruthlessness and cruelty has been associated with her name, and playing with guns has become her favourite pastime. The once sweet angel has finally dropped her wings, she is now the fallen angel, the Devil herself. Because some Angels are destined to fall in this world full of monsters, to put them in their rightful place. She's changed and you can see it in her eyes, hear it in her tone, feel it in her touch. She's not the same And she's coming back Because her journey is still not over. . . . Welcome back to her journey Book 2 Sequel to Resilience Can't be read as a stand alone.

What are the odds of a love happening between a man with failed parents and a woman who is a failed parent? In a normal setting, none. However, there's was no normal setting. When the second-in-line Prince of Jaigarh starts receiving death threats from a patient's husband he recently operated on, the royal palace goes into chaos. He's immediately appointed a bodyguard, who much to his chagrin, happens to be his brother's closest loyal. They don't see eye to eye. And they cannot stand each other. But bound to his brother's words, he accepts the woman, on a condition that she stays at least five feet behind him. And it was supposed to stay that way. Before he comes face to face with someone from the past, someone who had told him he'd die single. As they say, desperate times call for desperate measures. Which is how he ends up introducing his bodyguard as his new girlfriend who he's so besotted by. In a nutshell, it's a set-up. So what could go wrong? Turns out, when feelings get involved, everything.

Amidst the chilly wind and gloomy cloud, the walls of the Rathore Palace stood straight bearing the truth inside it from ages. The Rathores, who have abandoned this Palace and moved into a villa can't abandon their past just like they did to the palace. The palace itself is proof of the things that happened inside those four walls. The secrets and truth may lie beneath those ground but it is still there, intact. Waiting for the day someone will take it out... The legacy of this Rathore Palace is transferred with time and right now it is owned by the four heirs of the Rathore Family. The heirs of the Rathore Palace... a puzzle in themselves just like the palace. And their marriages? It's a conspiracy on its own. Each marriage is twisted with dozens of dark secrets tied to it. ||The four twisted marriages in the Rathore Palace.|| ~Join the tale of four twisted marriages of The Rathore Heirs~