𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 ✰─── ✻✻─-─✰ Living with hidden scars is a silent symphony of pain, a dance in shadows. Then, suddenly someone appears and cages you, wrapping chains around your wounded soul, turning your desire for escape into a haunting reality of confinement. ❆ In his darkened soul, her presence is an unwelcome light, yet now a haunting solace. Obsession ignites within him, a consuming flame so fierce he'd set the world ablaze, all for the chance to possess her completely, nothing matters to him not even her consent. ✴✼✴ "I hate you." she whispered Her defiance, though faint, cut through the heavy air, a final stand against the man who had just bound her life to his with twisted vows. Ekaksh heard it, but his expression remained unmoved, his obsession too deep, too dark, to be shaken by her hatred. Without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms, cradling her lifeless form as he walked toward the car. To the world, she was now his wife To her, he was nothing less than her captor. _____________ 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? _________________________________________

Being a over sensitive girl, Sharvari always craved love and affection but never recived it. And one day she fell in love with Karthik. The man who actually gave her attention, listen to her and show her what love is. They get married and everything goes smooth for few months. But suddenly he feels distant. love feels suffocating and she is again in zone where she has to beg love. Their distance keep growing with time it came to one conclusion..... Divorce

"Three months dating contract," I laugh. "You want me to sign this contract on what basis?" I change my tone a little. I forget I was respectful with him a while ago, before reading this shit. Is he out of his mind. He called me here to sign this stupid contract, where is written I have to date him for straight three months. "Let me get straight to the point Miss Desai, my family is forcing me to get married and I don't want to. I have no choices left. I hope you can understand," he express himself politely. "But why only me ? because you have chosen my proposal and think that you can reject it whenever you want," I frown. I can't hold my anger any longer. "Are you threatening me with this cheap reason?" I raise my eyebrow. If he thinks that I will fall into his trap then he is wrong. "So you are not going to sign this contract, right?" He giggles. "Nope, I ain't gonna sign this contract," I shake my head in reply. He grin, scaring me through is dumb filled eyes. "Fine, but don't you wanna take a look at this," he turns his laptop screen towards me, clicking the enter button. My eyes widen, watching myself on his laptop screen.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

Iman thought her future was set-engaged to Haroon, her best friend's brother, life was finally falling into place. But just as their wedding day approaches, Haroon starts to change. His warmth turns to ice cold feelings, his love to doubt. Then there's Arfan-Haroon's enigmatic older brother and a powerful businessman, who keeps a close eye on everything... including Iman. As tensions rise, Haroon begins to accuse the worst-that his fiancée is hiding something, and that his own brother might be involved. When Haroon abruptly ends their engagement, accusing Iman of betrayal with none other than Arfan, her world is thrown into chaos. But is there truth behind the accusations, or is it all a web of misunderstanding and deceit? And what happens when Arfan, the one person Iman never expected to turn to, steps into her life in ways she never imagined? In a whirlwind of accusations, family secrets, and unexpected alliances, Iman must fight to uncover the truth-and decide where her heart truly lies. ------ ✨Enjoy! Please let me know your thoughts and constructive criticism is always welcome! ✨ "I don't want peace. I want problems, always [in my fictional writing]." ~ The bloke everyone seems to know about but not sure where his viral line spawned from.

Cover Credit - theindi_girl Editing Help - ChahatBhatia4 A shy girl and an arrogant man. They get married. He likes her but fails to understand. His arrogant behaviour hurts her but she is too good to admit. She tries to give her best and he declares that she is of no use. What will happen? Will he understand his feelings or their relationship will exist only for namesake? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A stand alone book

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮ ⋆˙ The priest instructed him to apply the vermillion. He took a bit in his hand and paused just a few centimeters away from her forehead. He asked her in a slow voice, "Tara, bhar du na?" (Tara, shall I apply it?) "Nahi bharna chahte hain aap?" Tara asked, her eyebrows furrowed. (Don't you want to?) "I don't do divorce. Reh logi bina pyar ke?" he asked softly. (I don't do divorce. Will you stay without love?) "Pyar ke bina toh reh lungi. Lekin Rudra aap, Yuvraj aur Yashvi toh mere sath rahoge na?" Tara asked, smiling. (I can stay without love. But Rudra, will you, Yuvraj, and Yashvi stay with me?) ༻❁༺ As secrets are revealed, tangled destinies begin to unravel, changing relationships for better or worse. The story follows Rudra and Tara's intertwined lives, their healing, and the born-again power of love. [Translations in English are available.]