Cornered and burnt out, she decides to run away from everything she'd built. Resigned to his fate, he stays a willing prisoner and tool in the manor of crimes. When their paths converge, will they become the answer neither knew they were looking for or is it too late?

[ a desi story] in which an assassin visits a particular ice cream truck after every kill to help soothe the bitter aftertaste in his heart.

[featured on @ShortStory, @AmbassadorsIN, @RomanceINDIA and @Ambassadors 2024 and @Romance 2025] Neil had just arrived in Delhi, a few days ago to meet his sister. Exhausted by her endless rants about how he doesn't have any time for the family, he finally decided to show up and make his sister happy! One fine day, when his sister asked him to get the flower pots from the ground floor up to the 7th floor she had a flat on, he had no choice but to take the elevator. What he didn't know was that destiny could sprinkle some magical dust at the very instant and lock him up inside that metal cabinet with a girl who loathes his profession! One chance encounter and Vedika can't help but regret opening her oh-so-ever-excited mouth! [word count: 20K+]

I love pink. He loves red. I crave strawberry milk. He craves... an HEIR?! I am just a normal college student. I like coding (badly), cute ribbons, and justice. My biggest problem was supposed to be passing Theology class. But I don't know how I ended up with a heavy diamond ring on my finger. One moment I was trying to hack a bad guy's phone, and the next, I was signing a contract with the Devil himself. Now, I live in his fortress. He treats me like a princess, but he looks at the world like he wants to burn it down. And the worst part? He keeps talking about his "Legacy." He wants a baby. RIGHT. NOW. Excuse me, Sir? I have midterms next week! Does the baby come before or after my exam?! Is it Stockholm Syndrome if the villain is your husband? Asking for a friend.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -

"What is that? It's so ugly." "That emoticon is pretty FYI." "Yeah, and I'm a sloth." "Never got the privilege of seeing you irl, so I don't know if you're lying or not ;)" ❝In which a cheerful yet touchy girl accidentally falls in love with a cheeky yet handsome guy through his sweet talk over texts.❞ ━━━━━━━━━ Detailed summary inside. COMPLETED | Short Story | Romance | NA Although the characters are Muslims, the story itself is just a lighthearted read and does not serve the purpose of highlighting Islam. Ranked no. 1 in #muslimlovestory on 04/26/20 [Total word count between 20,000 to 30,000] WARNING: If you're reading this story on any platform other than wattpad, then you're at the risk of malware. This book is only available on wattpad in its original form by the author @_shinja_

"I thought I told you to stop telling me what to do." I whispered meekly. "I thought I told you that I wanted you here, with me. I want your happiness. Not your anger." His lips touched my ear when he spoke; I was shaking. "You never said you wanted that." "But that is what I meant." "I don't live in your head, Adam. I can't just figure out what you want." "But you do." The hand that had been on the edge of the skin trailed up the side of my waist and then back down. "I can't fucking focus on anything else. Even now there's only thoughts of you in here. I'm wondering if you'd taste as sweet as you smell." /// When Shireen Naseer stumbles upon a sight not meant for her eyes, the young fashion designer is roped into a mess bigger than she's ever created. Suddenly, she's married to a brooding soldier and living in his home as she awaits the dangers of the outside world to pass. But Adam Zaman is not just an average soldier. He laughs at her stupid jokes, tries to keep her happy, listens when she rants, and is so very patient with her. She's falling hard and fast, but he will not step over the line. Protecting her and her honor is his responsibility, so how can he tarnish it? /// Bro, this belongs to me. Don't post it anywhere else.

Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)

Two star-crossed lovers and one ugly secret. The battle of wills, where one is hell-bent on letting go and another is determined to stick together in the face of adversities. A story of love, tears, and hope.

Sometimes what we want in life is not what we actually need. And Ranveer Singhania learned it the hard way. That too just in time.