She looks up at him, tears falling from her eyes thinking, was this the same man who was once completely smitten by her, who used to get worried seeing tears in her eyes. Not able to bear his mocking, Mushk strides towards him giving him a tight slap. He stops laughing and holds his cheek, turning towards her who gets shocked seeing the rage burning in his eyes Fear slowly erupts in her body and she steps back trying to run away from him. She runs towards the door. Mushk screeches in pain when a hand from back holds her hair tightly and pulls her back. She starts thrashing in his grip, tears pouring from her eyes. She was scared, so scared! Her heart was pounding in terror as she shivered in his arms. "You slapped me? How fucking dare you?!" Zohan screams in rage, making her flinch. He drags her towards the bed and pushes her on top. She immediately sits up moving back trying to get away from this beast. Seeing her moving back, he holds her ankle and pulls her towards him making her scream, he hovers above her with a sinister look on her face. The thunder roared at him in anger, telling him to stop but he paid no heed. It slowly stopped roaring, defeated. Small water drops fall on the ground which soon turns into a heavy rain, as if crying with the girl telling her they are with her, trying to give her some solace. The birds flew from there hearing loud wails filled with pain, crying at the poor souls fate. That night the angels returned to Allah with their heads bowed down in anger and hurt, crying for an innocent girl and cursing a particular man. Urdu dialogues are translated in the chapters. rest of the description, inside!

Where the girl laughs, shadows follow. Where the brothers stand, danger kneels. But when fate snatches what they love most even heaven won't be safe.

Anaya is a fifteen-year-old girl who lives with her aunt, Trisha, and her elder brother, Aarush. But they do not like her-instead, they trouble, torture, and try to control her. She was once a cheerful and lively girl whose smile could brighten anyone's day, but a painful incident changed her life completely. Now, Anaya is quiet and distant. Her face shows no expression-she neither smiles nor cries. She speaks very little, and only when Trisha or Aarush force her to. Nothing seems to matter to her anymore. Deep inside, Anaya still carries the pain of her past. She finds it hard to trust people, especially men, and avoids forming close bonds. Yet, deep inside, a spark of the girl she once was still remains. But what happens when Anaya is forced to live in a house filled mostly with boys? Will she be able to accept them? And what happens when the brothers, who hate and distrust girls, suddenly find themselves living with a sister? Will they accept her? What will become of a girl who loves solitude when she enters a nuclear family? Will she finally find her place? Or will her walls only grow stronger?

It's a sequel to "His Ruthless Possession". NOT A STANDALONE! (The first book is available on Inkitt) The shadow haunts her, stalking her wherever she goes. Someone watches her constantly, and she thought it was just a hallucination until she saw the breaking news and saw one of her biggest nightmares turning into reality. The senator's son is out of jail. He is back. And he is not here to just love her this time, he is here to mark her soul. One last heartbreak. One last battle. And then, Game over.

BOOK 1 in 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 "𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰." ♡𝒜𝒶𝓇𝑜𝒽𝒾 𝒥𝒽𝒶 ♡ Doctor by passion. 24 yrs old. Heart of the family. Sweet but not so sweet. Loves her family. A lively carefree girl, calls herself a "SANSKARI BITCH". Believes in love and a devotee of Lord Shiva 🙏🏻. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ ♡ 𝑅𝓊𝒹𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒽 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒽 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓊𝒽𝒶𝓃 ♡ CEO of Chauhan Industries. 35 yrs old. Can do anything to protect his family and siblings. People fear his wrath. Hates liars and believes love makes a person incompetent. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ " 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 , 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍." He said breaking the mangalsurta and pushing me aside. ... What will happen when two such personalities fall in love?? Will they make it or fate has other plans !! ❃°•°❀°•°❃ 18+ content Mature language

Life is so unpredictable!! Ruhanika Singh Rathore, got over her childhood crush and now she's stepping up in her life as she enters her 23rd year of life. She is the only sister of three brothers, grown up with love and princess treatment. She's career oriented and very much a bad girl, being rich didn't made her spoiled brat, or maybe? Arnav Kapoor, a young bachelor always had a very cold aura. Once had a childhood friend whom he can't forget. He went abroad and made his name there by becoming a young multimillionaire in no age. He's respected by everyone and ones who knows his real identity fears him to the core. It's hidden from everyone but what is his real identity? What happens when the two souls are re-united once again after years? That too by business. Will they be able to work together under the same roof? Will their situation-ship take a turn in a good way or bad?

"JUST GET OUT OF THE WAY, SIDE BITCH!" he roared, his voice cutting through the roaring flames as the fire consumed the building around them. "NO!" she snapped back, arms crossed, her stubbornness unwavering even as the heat grew unbearable. "You're going to get us both burned alive!" he gritted out, his anger boiling over. They were moments away from death, and here she was-sitting on top of him in some petty act of revenge because he insulted her stupid ninja knife. "FUCK YOU, AAYSHA RIANA SINGHANIA!" he bellowed, his patience gone. "You can't!" she shot back smugly. "You'll die." "So will you," he deadpanned, his gaze locking onto hers with brutal honesty. Her eyes widened, realization dawning too late. "Wait-WHAT!?"

Let's meet again for the first time. Her mother shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Who will marry you now, when people get to know you were left by Vikram?" Before I could even process what I was doing, the words left my mouth. "I will marry her." ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Aarav Malhotra, I've loved her since I was fourteen. She was my best friend, my partner in crime, and she was supposed to be my partner for life. I was meant to make her mine. But she left. For twelve years, there was no contact. Now, she's my wife, and those feelings I had for her are still there. But my anger, the pain she caused, is much stronger than my love for her. I will make her suffer. She needs to understand how it feels to be broken by someone you care about. Anika Kapoor, I have always loved him. I still do. He promised to be with me in my darkness, save me from it. But he moved on. He never once looked back, and I was stuck in the memories of us. And now, he is my husband. He married me out of obligation. I try to hold on to the memories of the boy I loved, but it's hard when he's standing right in front of me, a stranger in so many ways. The boy who used to make me laugh is gone, replaced by an arrogant, irritating man. Aarav × Anika Will they get played by destiny, or will they fall in love, read their story to find out. TW: sexual content, graphic gore, infertility, sexual harassment

"Even you know Vivek our marriage is not normal, and it can never be one." I cried out to the person standing close to me while taking 2 steps away from him. "Then let's work to make it normal, love. Yes, I do see us as different from other normal couples, but that is because I live a fairytale that I never believed in, with you. You make me want to come back home every day, and you know my home is not the one with 4 walls" I heard my husband say to me and my questioning gaze immediately met his light brown orbs that held nothing but pure love. "My home is you." He whispered, and I could feel my cheeks getting wetter than they already were. "Everything is imperfectly perfect, but I am still willing to make it work like how you want, but for that, you need to start believing in yourself, you need to be happy. Will you do that for me, for yourself, for us?" He asked me hopefully and how could I refuse the only thing that he has ever asked from me in our past 6 months of marriage? I nodded meekly, and he kissed my forehead while taking me in his loving embrace. I love my husband! Join Smriti and Vivek in their journey of friendship, love, trust and belongingness as I discover my inner writer while penning down their beautiful journey. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: All the characters written below are imaginary and a work of pure fiction. There is no resemblance to any incident or situation and is written as a work of fiction. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: This is my first book and hence I'm bound to make mistakes, but I'm ready for this rollercoaster ride! I'm ready to learn from those mistakes and take steps to make your reading experience pleasant and enjoyable. All I ask is for your support and kindness. Do give this book a chance! :) #1 vivek #1 indianbook #1 smriti #1 delhi #1 couple #1 arrangedlove #2 literature #5 groom #9 indianwedding #15 doctor