They say, light shines best through a cracked glass.... So, does love too, seeps best through a broken heart?? Kunal Rajput has a broken heart heart too. Anyone has hardly seen him smile. Anyone had hardly seen talk his heart out. Introvert, Reserved is his another name. He hates laughing. He hates celebrations. And h...
9 lives and 5 tales of forbidden desires. ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ A mistake was made; the penance was right, but love objected. His craving was wrong, but still, he craved her. She wasn't a verse, but he memorized her like she was. His heart was right, but still, it repented. She could have never been his, but still, he wanted her. ...
SANSKAR SAHANI has everything an ordinary person spends a lifetime working and struggling for. Yet, he is far from content. The heir to one of India's most prestigious corporate empires, the only son of a powerful family with an illustrious legacy. Sanskar is a billionaire by fate-a fate written with gold and adorned...
What had I done? Rajveer Pratap Ranawat was a crime lord, king of the fucking underworld and I was here, in his den with nothing but a notepad and a pen. His presence was suffocating, bone chilling. "You think you can uncover my secrets, Miss Sharma?" His voice was a low, dangerous rumble, sending a shiver down my spi...
At a glamorous destination wedding in Udaipur, Saavi stands out as the only single friend in her tight-knit crew, but she's not letting that dampen her spirits. Armed with her feminist flair and a sharp sense of humor, she's ready to tackle the lovey-dovey antics of her friends, dodge their matchmaking attempts, and f...
Book 1 of the Royal Nicknames series Khawahish Katariya x Arjun Gaur "Maa, what happens to a story that dies before it even begins?" "It becomes eternal, my love." Enemies to lovers Slow burn GrumpyxGrumpy
Her breath hitched, his fingers so near her belly button as his lips hovered over her neck. "Aarav ji-" she stopped midway, the way his name escaped her lips in nothing more than a small whisper, it almost sounded like a low airy moan. "You need to be careful." He said as clasped the thin waist chain she was wearing...
And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men...