Highest rank 4th in General ficty(08-11-17) 1st in #mistake 2-1-2019 I looked at my husband who stood few steps far from me.his presence itself made my legs shake. I gathered courage and looked at his eyes. There was an unreadable expression which he never showed me. He took a step towards me. I matched it by taking one back.After two more steps when I took a look at my back I saw four floor depth . One side my husband, which gives me pain and then pain and then pain. Other side death,which gives pain and then peace. Taking a Deep breath I looked at him,who got the idea of what I'm doing and closed my eyes. ******** When parents decides to marry their daughter to a stranger in the eleventh hour of marriage. Under some preessured situation. Innocent Aahana don't know that she is going to marry the man who hates her without even knowing her. How she deals with her husband? ************** Started on May 1st,2017.

Avani, a princess from the lands of the south; beloved and cherished by her people, hated and abused by her family. Despite having the finest dresses, sharpest knowledge, and incomparable beauty, all she yearns for is love. Nathaniel, the king of the northern land. His people love him more than anything, praising his leadership, bravery, and generosity. Everything he does is for the betterment of his people and kingdom. Other king's fear him, being his enemy is practically self destruction. When a proposal reaches to him from the southern King, his enemy, he already knew his answer. The strengths of both Kingdoms increase and have each other's back instead of being foes, in exchange for the marriage of Princess Avani and King Nathaniel. Thrown into a forced marriage, where cultures are intertwined, sacrifices are made, friendships are formed, and love blossoms. Will the Princess of the South and King of the North finally have their happy ending? *Edited Chapter updates every Friday #1 in Historical Romance 05/25/21 #3 in Historical #2 in Proposal 11/29/20 #1 in Mature Themes 01/07/21 #2in Hatred #2 in Kingdom #2 in Forced Marriage 01/03/21 #1 in Royalty 02/14/2021 #18 in husband and wife #2 in arranged marriage 02/21/21 #5 in drama 05/17/21

"Don't you dare think that I will ever say yes to marry you because today I will tell my parents that I don't want to marry you" I said smirking and grabbed the knob to open the door but in a blink he pinned me between the door and him. "You are going to say yes to marry me and I don't care if it's by hook or by crook" he whispered in my ear. I shivered and my heartbeat increased due to our closeness. "I know you don't love me or even like me then why do you want to marry me?" I asked him while trying to be confident but failed miserably in it. "It's none of your business and yes you are right that I don't like you, nevertheless, to be honest I HATE YOU FROM THE CORE OF MY HEART" abhinav said looking into my eyes with so much hatred that pained my heart and I don't even know the reason for it. **************************************************** Book 1: Yours Series Can be read as a stand alone book. Disha Kulshrestha- She is 24 years old. She is a beautiful, bubbly and kind hearted girl. She works in Kapoor enterprises as a software engineer. She believes in unconditional love and wants to marry someone who will love and respect her. But when no choice was given she has to marry her nightmare. Abhinav Kapoor- He is 28 years old. He is arrogant, rude and a ruthless businessman. He is the CEO of Kapoor enterprises. He has a daughter who he loves the most. He hates Disha for a reason which will be revealed further in the story. He decided to marry disha to make her life living hell and complete his revenge. To find out why abhinav hates disha and will he regret it in the end or not? Read the story further. Let's see how will they learn to love each other? Or not? Most impressive rankings 🏅🏅 #1 boss out of 20K books. #8 arranged marriage out of 18.8K books #10 indian out of 19.8K books #12 india out of 40.3K books #2 mumbai out of 4.48K books #34 misunderstandings out of 8.65K books #54 daughter out of 21.7K books #7 hatetolove out of 12.4K books

He hated her because of the darkness of her skin; it was not the fair complexion he preferred. The marriage had been forced on him by a promise his grandparents made long ago, a promise he regretted every second of every day. He didn't care about her dreams or feelings. To him, she was nothing more than an obligation he resented. Looking at her filled him with disgust and shame. He couldn't bear the thought of calling her his wife or showing her to his friends. In his voice, during their wedding night, he told her, "Not just me, nobody can bear to sleep beside you. You're a darkness, a curse, a harbinger of misfortune and suffering. You're like the darkest, most miserable night who only brings pain." She had married him in poverty, but after their union, he became wealthy. Yet he never once introduced her proudly as his wife. Instead, he kept her hidden from his friends, deeming her unworthy of his social standing. 🩶His Brown Bride

WARNING: THIS BOOK NEEDS MAJOR EDITING (Book I in broken series) "What are you doing on my bed? Get down right now." He growled. i got startled and tears started flowing uncontrollably. "I...I'm so.. sorry... Khala she.. she said i-i could sit on the bed. " I stuttered. "Look here you wench. Don't blame my mother for this. Now get up from my bed and stay away from my room." He yelled. "But- But I'm your wife." I said meekly. "YOU ARE NOT MY WIFE AND YOU'LL NEVER BE MY WIFE." He growled. This is my wedding night..... ** This is the story of Iman Abassi a beautiful girl who lost her parents at the age of 4, now living with her uncle, who is only interested in the wealth his late brother left for Iman. Life of Iman wasn't easy. She gets beaten up on a daily basis. Her aunty only favors her own children and they all treat Iman terribly. Iman suffered for 14years until a day of salvation came for her or so she thought. I'm not good at descriptions but i promise you won't regret reading this. This is a Muslim story but non Muslims can read it too. Started: September 15, 2021 Ended: January 29, 2023 Ranked #41 in Islam out of #9.12k stories Ranked 7# in spiritual

Mehrbano is a kind enthusiastic girl entrapped in a loveless marriage with a cold man Ehan Haider. She had fully invested herself in her marriage but she got nothing but pain. She never knew her heart would be shattered into pieces. She: You have my heart. He: Heartbreak is a heavy burden to carry. Read the story to know what's going to be their future?

•••••••••••••••• Him, the perfect definition of cold-hearted. Him, the perfect definition of a heartbreaker, burning and breaking hearts was what he desired. Him, something broken yet so beautiful and god forbid me for loving a man like him, he was the captivator of my heart but one problem, he hated me. Pushing me away was slowly becoming his hobby and I wasn't going to back down, not until I knew why he despised me so much. He had changed, all those years he returned back with a Stiffened heart and I needed to know why. Will I be able to make a place in that dangerous heart, through all the pain and drama he caused me? Will I? © All rights reserved. |Editing| Beware of grammatical errors and spelling mistakes, this story just sits here because of personal reasons but it was written by me when I was like 14 lol. NOTE: STRONG LANGUAGE AHEAD.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. "You're a psycho, a crazy bastard," I spat out, my veins pulsing with anger. He can't, he can't save me because I'm his. Because I'm not. "You made me that, remember?" His bloodied hand approached my face, sending shivers down my spine as he gently traced my skin from my forehead, down to my cheekbones, and finally to my jaw. His warm blood left a trail on my face, causing my ribs to tighten and my limbs to tremble. His touch was electric and scorching, searing my skin. Hamdan Waseem had always been a soft sunshine in my eyes, but the figure before me now, smearing his warm blood on my face, is still Hamdan, yet a version I never knew. He's a monstrous version of himself, a psycho. "Calling me a psycho is an understatement because I'm much more than that six-letter word when it comes to you," he smirked devilishly, causing my stomach to churn.

#Book 1 of rathore's brother series The Rathore brothers rule the underworld with ruthless precision, commanding respect through fear and dominance. Their power is absolute, but their hearts remain locked in cold, impenetrable darkness. Bound by loyalty and blood, each brother brings a unique strength to their reign, making them an unstoppable force feared by them ------------------ She craved love, believing marriage would bring her the warmth she longed for, but her dreams shattered on her wedding night when reality proved colder than she could ever imagine. Who defends the queen when the king, her protector, becomes her persecutor? "Tumhare liye mere paas sirf nafrat, takleef, aur dard hai-aur.. kuch b nahi For him, she is his obsession; for her, he would paint the world in blood, ensuring no one ever dares to come between them. "My love for you will outlast time itself, an endless flame that burns beyond eternity." She never forgives, and he never forgets. When betrayal strikes, they turn into a storm of vengeance. "I will carry this hatred with me, even as my breath fades into the shadows" -------------------- The wives, once innocent, now face their beast-like husbands with quiet strength. Through patience and resilience, they learn to endure and tame the darkness, becoming stronger with each silent battle. The world may see them as fragile, but only they know the true battle fought behind closed doors-the battle between love and survival, between innocence and the beast. The truth of their hearts remains a mystery, hidden behind cold stares and unspoken words. ⚠️"This book is not for the soft-hearted. If you're looking for a gentle read, turn away now. For those brave enough to stay, welcome to a world of passion, pain, and untamed emotions. Proceed at your own risk." -------------------- "While many loves entwine in this story, the heart of it belongs to Meera and Yudhveer."