Dedication : To all the girls out there who're looking for a men who loves in the day and fucks at the night with the same passion.... Divya...., A girl who is like a butterfly. Free spirited, indipendent,lovely and pretty butterfly with her beautiful wings splattered with all the beautiful colours of her dreams and emotions. A lovely bubbly girl with the motive to live her life to the fullest. She doesn't want any regrets in life. Life isn't about going to lively happy places,meeting smiling people,living peacefully. Life is about exploring everything ,every emotion ,every feeling ,every place. Anger, love, empathy, sadness, happiness, just everything. Apnon ko duniya bana lena zindagi nahi hai. Duniya ko apna bana lena zindagi hai. And just like a butterfly she's delegate. She cannot tolerate violence For her, violence is not an answer, it's a question. And the answer is NO. Reyansh...., A man of his words,always gets what he wants. Violence is his first language. Talking is his second. His anger is so intense. What happens when he meets our free spirited butterfly 🦋 Divya. And fell in love? With love comes attachments , obsession , posession , responsibility , respect. Will love change him? Or he will bind her freedom? Cuff her?bind her?tie her?break her? Will he change with time? You know why bonds break...?? Because as you spend time with them. It was beautiful at first.but as time passes. They starts to annoy you , dehydrate you , suffocate you , Suffocate you to the point you wanna break free from them. They feels like the cuffs that binds your freedom. That binds you. They feels like the walls of the prison that makes you feel nothing but imprisonment. And then in the end you try to break free from them. But when you can't. And when they just won't let you go. When they enjoy your bird cage and love seeing you flapping and fluttering in the cage. You just suffocate with them. And get stuck in the cage of love. Come along the journey to find out.👀

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

_COMPLETED_ #2 in HATE Series Fabulous 😍 Cover by @weirdosaurs (I don't have any words to describe that how much I loved this cover😍) This book is sequel to I Hate Your Existence, if u haven't read that, you won't understand this book. Top Rankings #1 in wattpadindianawards #1 in watty2020 #4 in agression #5 in australia #8 in daniel #7 in possession "Why were u talking to him?" I asked gritting my teeth. I cant even think anyone near her. She is my wife. And she dont have any right to talk to other men. "I-I wa-was....mis-missing him..." her reply made me to tighten my grip on her hand. She Yelp in pain, but I dont care. She has to know that, she cant miss anybody. "Why? You should know that u r married now. You can't miss anyone. Did u take permission from me?" I yelled at her, she was missing him. I will make sure from now on she didnt get any call from this man. I know he is married. But I cant risk. "I-I m sor...sorry.." she replied, I held her jaw with my hand tightly. Tears were making their way to come out, this satisfied me. I so wanted to watch her in pain. "Ok. Now u r sorry, then let's do something so that it can satisfy me." I said looking into her eyes. "Wh-What I have to do?" She asked still confused. I smirked at her. "Kiss me. Now." I ordered her, her eyes widened at this, those tears which were drained, now started coming out again. He met her only for few hours, but he hates her to the core. He never knew he will become from a funny person to a serious man just because of her. He hates her to the extent but he didn't want her to go, where there is hate, there is possessiveness. And he can't see her go, yet he left her, because of his own sake. She was not at all an innocent girl, but she hadn't done anything to him, yet he wanted to see her in pain. ... Share this story with ur friends and support me by doing that.... Jayanti__ Started:- 23/04/2020 Completed:- 20/05/2020

"Every step you take away from me only drives you closer to the brink of my madness. You belong to me, Winter. Any alternative reality or illusion you hope for- I will destroy them until your very existence is entwined with mine." -𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 Eighteen-year-old Winter has always been a quiet shadow, a shy spy avoiding the perils of the spotlight. But when she's tasked with stalking five powerful Heirs, her carefully crafted invisibility shatters. Her mission is clear: erase their scandals, track their every move, and never draw attention. Yet, when she crosses paths with Ivan Arcane-the ruthless heir to one of the world's most powerful empires-everything changes. At first, Ivan saw her as dull and dependent, an insignificant watcher in the crowd. A beautiful doll to be kept locked and safe somewhere- an innocence belonging nowhere near him or his world. But when she makes one fatal mistake, he uncovers the sharp, wild mind she's concealed beneath fragile masks of pink and purples. Now, Ivan is obsessed, determined to dismantle her defenses and claim her as his own. And In a world where power rules, Winter is no longer the Hunter in the game -she's Ivan's fixation, a prey to a predator and he'll stop at nothing to change the very narrative of the fairy tale so the villain gets the girl in the end. REVIEWS This book is so consuming. My heart is unsteady since i read this chapter. I read it trice and i am stil recovering -neilavni_love I am blown away. WTF just happend? -meladeeee I think i seriously need to go for a check up. Why does my heart race so fast reading every fucking chapter? -amara_sullivan IVAN FUCKING ARCANE I love you so much baby -googleydodley So hot for what? -kookieshopes •CHECK LIST OF TRIGGER WARNINGS INSIDE• •4 YEAR AGE GAP• •DUAL POV•

BOOK 1 OF THE UNEXPECTED SERIES In a world where tradition clashes with modernity, Vaidehi is a modern-day princess bound by society's rigid expectations. Saransh, a brooding prince with a shadowed past, one he's not keen to reveal. Despite his noble title, he's no stranger to scandal, secrecy, and keeping people at arm's length. When Vaidehi and Saransh first meet, sparks fly-but not the romantic kind. They can't stand each other. Her quick wit and stubborn defiance clash against his sarcastic retorts and cold demeanor. Their animosity is immediate, and they are more than happy to go their separate ways. Except, there's one problem: they're about to be married. Trapped in an arranged marriage neither of them wanted, the chaos begins. As they navigate the pressures of their families, societal norms, and the looming shadow of Saransh's past, they might just discover that love can blossom in the most unexpected places-even between two people who started out as enemies. In a world full of unexpected turns, will love find a way to conquer? __________ Tropes : Arrange Marriage Age-Gap One-bed Forced Proximity Hate to Love He fell first and harder Obsessed Grumpy X Grumpy Healing Through Love __________ 1 in Top Ten in India 1 in #himandher 1 in #royalstory 1 in #haterelationship 1 in #pyaar 1 in #comedy-drama _________ Hope you enjoy the story. <3🎀

My phone rings for the nth time as I try to climb up the stairs as fast as I can, out of all days the elevator had to be out of service TODAY, wearing the heavy lehenga seems to add to the misery, I open the door to the hall and see my whole family standing there, 5 years and nothing has changed Everything was good till I hear Vyara shout out loud and say "there's my sister" I feel everyone coming to a stop and look at me, I feel my cheeks redden at the stunt my sister just pulled... My eyes roam around in search of my brother but comes to a stop as it notices someone else, the world comes to stop, the people disappear as he lifts up his head to look at me... what is HE doing here? What happens when you let him go, but fate has other plans for you?

"We shouldn't play with fire, Rooh," He spoke near my ears, pecking my jawline. I was breathing erratically unable to encompass my perturbation. "What if I want to play with it?" I said, my voice sensual, subduing my thudding heart. His hand went to my waist, and he squeezed it, kneading it. "It will burn you, Rooh. You don't know the vehemence of the burning blaze. It will eradicate your existence," His voice was dark and titillating, making me shudder at the intenseness. "What if I want it to deplete me? What if I want to get burned in this vehemence of burning blaze?" I contested. "Think before you articulate anything, Rooh. I am not a manageable man." "I don't like manageable things, Dev." "Once you are mine, I will never allow you to go. You will be mine in every fucking birth," He spoke out possessively. "I want to be yours in my every birth, Prince Dev Pratap Singh." ******************************************** Destiny - predetermined state or end. Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for. It is a thing to be achieved. Ruhanika Sharma is a simple girl with a filmmaking degree who loves history and lives in a fantasy world. Despite the challenges she faced throughout her life, she never lost her innocence and finds joy in the little things. Upon abruptly discovering herself in a distinct realm wherein all individuals are donning customary attire and preparing to greet the Crown Prince of Magadh, what transpires? What happens when she realizes she is in the past, specifically 800 years ago, rather than the present? What would happen if she attracted the interest of Prince Dev Pratap Singh, the Crown Prince of Magadh? How was she going to return to her own time? Moreover, what happens if she decides against returning? What if they were able to find comfort in one another? What will be their destiny?