#BOOK ONE OF DISTRACTION SERIES '𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧' or may be love. She was led astray by him but still she fell more and more madly for him. ✧ I saw a man was brutally stabbing two people one by one on the road. He killed two people in front of my eyes. Seeing this horrifying sight before my eyes, my soul trembled, my body became cold as if I was not alive. There were some men around him, but no one was even trying to stop him. Who is this man and why is he killing them so brutally? And suddenly he stabbed his victim right in the middle of the neck, seeing which I screamed, "Ahhhh!" It was going to prove to be my biggest mistake, he turned his gaze towards me and stood up from his place. He started moving towards me while wielding the knife. It seemed as if I had become frozen, neither was I able to move nor was I able to react. His hands were stained with blood, there were blood stains on his face too. He was slowly taking his steps towards me, but I was not able to even move from my place. I could clearly see my death in his scarier eyes. I understood that within a few moments I too would meet the same fate as those two people. As soon as he reached me, he extended his blood soaked hand towards me, I was scared to death and immediately took a few steps back. He smirked and took as many steps forward. He extended his hand towards me again and said softly in his heavy voice, "Will you marry me?" ✧ The story of two entangled souls, will they be able to sort themselves out or become even more entangled with each other? Arshveer Singh Randhawa × Amber Williams

"I'll find you doll......" This story is inspired by the book "haunting adeline" by H. D. Cartlon. Where Zade will be obsessed with Adeline more than Adeline love him.... He will be willing to do anything for her.... For making her his....

The last thing that lowly Omega Seven expected was to be mated with the powerful Alpha King, especially when every wolf knows that Omegas and wolves with Alpha Blood can't possibly be mates...right? Season 1 of The Alpha King's Lost Mate *** Omega Seven was content with her life cooking and cleaning in the Blood Moon pack. No name, no family. It was all that she had ever known until ruthless Alpha King Ambrose Fitzgerald discovers that Seven is the mate he's been desperately searching for for countless decades. The only issue? Omegas can't be mated to wolves with Alpha blood, and Seven is just a lowly, nameless servant-at least, that's what she's been told. As Seven struggles to believe she's Ambrose's true fated mate, Ambrose goes searching for answers about Seven's past and is left with even more questions. Fleeing from her old pack with nothing but the clothes on her back and her new mate by her side, Seven is forced to reexamine everything she knows about herself. Torn from the Blood Moon pack, can Seven face her long-buried past, accept her powerful mate, and step into her power as the soon-to-be Luna Queen?

रंगों से परे... गहरी इसकी मोहब्बत है! आखिर क्या करें... यह तो दिल है! पुराने जमाने वाली नई सी प्रेम कहानी....!

Previously known as " Ulfat:- A Joonuniyat Phase Of Love " Thirst of Revenge, Repayment of all those one's who snatched their Home and Love, Longingness of those lover who were lost somewhere in this world. Everything is going to be fulfill in this life. " Humari kahani abhi khatam nahi hui hei, abhi bohot kuch honeko baaki hei....." ~ " कर्म भी यहाँ और भोग भी यहाँ " Tropes ▫️Mafia romance ▫️Mystry-thriller ▫️Enemies to lovers ▫️Stalker ▫️Past secrets ▫️Second chance ▫️Dark romance ▫️Heartbreak ▫️College love ▫️Royal love Follow me on insta ( starry_moinlight24 ) for spoilers.

Set in a village during the 1970s. Married at the age of twenty, Kavita finds herself trapped in the intricate web of societal norms and patriarchal expectations. As she embarks on the journey of being a dutiful wife, trying her best to mold herself into what her husband wants, she is met only with insults and taunts in return for her devotion. When she reaches the verge of breaking down, a resilient spirit flickers beneath her submissive exterior, and she decides to stand up for herself against the injustice done on her. ***** Anirudh fell in love with Kavita the moment he first saw her. But when fate brings them together again, his heart breaks at the sight of her as someone else's wife. Yet, he stays and stands by her through every storm, with a love so pure it never asks to be returned, only felt. ***** Amidst their journey full of struggles, when life tests love and devotion demands sacrifice, will these two souls find a way to keep holding on to each other? ***** Tropes: Set in the 1970s Arranged marriage Age gap Emotional Second chances Mutual pining Obsessed villian Strong FMC © All Rights Reserved

In a world where love writes the cruelest tragedies and promises are torn by bloodied hands, three fates were doomed to clash. Aadarsh Raichand - The empire builder. A businessman who crafted his kingdom from dust and betrayal. Love? No. Because he knew - one phone call, and he would have to vanish, burning every bond he ever touched. "I don't need love," he said once, "I need power. And power demands sacrifices." Yet when she entered his world - Aadarsh learned that even gods kneel for something they can never own. Paridhi Saxena - The girl who once believed in fairytales now lived by laws and war. The country's youngest criminal lawyer to ever defeat corruption in the world. They called her The Ice Flame - But once - she was sunshine. Until one day, one betrayal, one shattered dream - turned her into the storm the world had never seen. Devansh Raichand -The storm hidden behind a calm sea. The most feared lawyer in the country But inside? Inside lived a broken boy who had seen love snatched from him too many times. Yet when he saw her - the girl with fire in her veins and scars on her heart - Devansh realized some wars are worth losing... if it meant winning her. One night, under the fractured chandelier of the Raichand estate, blood and love collided. "Why are you getting married to her?" Devansh's voice was a dagger. Sharp, accusing. Aadarsh smirked, unbothered. "Because I want to save her from you." "I love her," Devansh growled. "I exist because of her," Aadarsh whispered, madness dripping from every syllable. "She's too precious to be mine," Devansh admitted, breathless. "She's too dangerous to let go," Aadarsh declared, a vow sharper than any sword. He vowed to burn the world for her. She vowed to become his forever. He vowed to break every relation for her. Destiny vowed to break them all. Because some love stories are not written to be told. Some love stories are written in scars.

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Set in the 1990s, this is a story of Pratham and Nitya, who begin their journey of love and discovery after getting tied into an arranged marriage with each other. ***** © All Rights Reserved

She was shouting on him in anger cause he didn't listened to her and drank cold water even after having a fever and cough. While the stubborn man's gaze was fixed on her chest as she was not wearing any inner and the thin cotton fabric was not doing a good job in hiding the shape of her mounds. He licked his lips stepping forward clearly avoiding what she's saying. She followed his gaze and it increased her anger more. She crossed her arms deliberately and looked at him. He gulped hard controlling himself not to pin her to the wall. "Look into my eyes when I am talking Mr.Rajput. Otherwise for the next two weeks you will not get a chance to even touch them" Her tone carried a strict warning. He immediately looked into her eyes like an innocent child. Her lips twitched in an evil smirk, she looked at him with narrowed orbs and why not after days she got the chance to tease her husband and definitely she'll not let it slide. She started unbuttoning her shirt with a teasing smile saying, "At what you were staring just now Mr.Rajput?" Her steps slow and steady with a seductive grace. He was fighting with the urge not to look down because he knew his wife's always damm serious with her words. She unbuttoned the last button while standing only one step away from him. The fabric was hanging on her shoulders. She crossed her arms around his nape leaning on him, standing on toes barely touching her front with him. With a slow blink and a small pout she whispered in a soft tone, "You wanna touch" He gulped hard with a slight nod. His hands fisted back on his back, with a clenched jaw, veins popping out on forehead. "Tch You can't" She leaned back but next second a loud gasp left her lips, he pulled her into him by her waist. Her breath hitched in her throat with parted lips. She was about to protest but noticed his eyes never left her. He raised his brows with a mischievous smirk, now it was his turn to tease her. "So"