"Loving him was red. The lover in me is dead." As soon as I signed those "nikaah" papers my heart shattered into millions of pieces. I was beyond happy that day; that day when I was going to be his forever and he was going to be mine forever but... But that one call...... that one damn call that left everything shattered. My happiness, my excitement, my heart, my soul, everything, just everything ends. It was all delusion, I mistook those red flags for love. I read them, they were just a bunch of sweet lies. Mahi Khan a 24 years old girl who loves her fiancé "Amaan Qureshi" whole heartedly since her school days. What will happen when on her wedding day she'll get to know that he never loved her, it was all nothing much but a bunch of sweet lies. A story of betrayal and heartbreak. I hope you all will enjoy reading it. Do follow me on Instagram also, link is in my bio. Warning: Do not dare to copy my work. Any kind of copy of my work or reposting it cannot be tolerated. All rights are reserved. Enjoy reading. Thank you :)

Royal blood run into her veins but she is unware with the truth that she belongs to a Royal family not from a middle class one ..... She lives her life to the fullest never know that she has to carry a huge responsibility of so many life's...... But destiny play with her not once but twice.... First it snatch her real family from her and when life is going smooth it's have to play again by giving her real family but this time with responsibility of a throne..... Let's see a journey of a Girl who become ordinary from Royal then again become Royal from ordinary..... And if anyone thought that it is similar to one of Indian television serial so yes it is but only little bit whole story have different twist compare to that one ..... THIS IS MY FIRST STORY SO PLS IF I MAKE MISTAKES SO DO TELL ME ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO PLS CORRECT MY MISTAKES AND STORY WILL BE IN HINDI AND ENGLISH BOTH AND THERE WILL BE TRANSLATION OF HINDI...... Starting date -8/12/23👍 Ending date-10/02/25😌😌

"He was never meant to be hers, but she'll break the world to make it so". ~ ~ Kashvi Sharma ~ ~ She has never begged. She has never known the taste of rejection, the sting of defeat, or the ache of longing-until she saw him. She isn't the kind of woman to fall. She hunts. She takes what she wants, and she never asks twice. But Vardhaan? He is the only thing she has ever truly desired. At 23, she is a name spoken in whispers, the leader of an empire built on blood and power. Beautiful. Ruthless. Unstoppable. A queen who bows to no one. ~ ~ Vardhaan Tripathi ~ ~ A man who isn't meant to be owned. A man who builds empires with a signature and destroys legacies with a whisper. A man who walks through life untouched, uninterested, and immune to the idea of love. At 27, Vardhaan has spent years crafting his empire, turning his wealth into a legacy untouchable by any force. He has been chased by women, feared by men, and respected by those who know he does not play games. ° ° ° And yet, Kashvi is a storm he never saw coming. A woman who doesn't understand the word 'no.' A woman who doesn't just want his love-she demands his soul. "You don't love me, Kashvi." "I don't love, Vardhaan. I claim." What starts as a dangerous obsession turns into a war of control. He refuses. She persists. He resists. She ensnares. She chases, he resists. She controls, he defies. But when the lines blur and Vardhaan starts to fall-will it be love, or will it be war? " Not all love stories are soft. Some are dark. Some are deadly. "

She always felt like an outsider in this house. It was like she was a guest who had stayed too long. Her cousin's cold stares, Chachi's sharp words, and the hidden insults reminded her daily that she wasn't welcome. She was quiet, gentle, and really close to her faith, but being so reserved made her an easy target. Even though she seemed soft, there was a strength inside her that no one could see. Her brown eyes showed a mix of hope and sadness, and her love for Feras was something she kept hidden, even though she wasn't sure he could ever feel the same. Feras was different. He didn't talk much and had a strong sense of right and wrong. Tall with piercing eyes, he had this calm but serious presence. He didn't show much emotion, keeping everything locked inside, yet he somehow looked out for Anam. He wasn't mean, but he wasn't warm either. He was a mystery she couldn't figure out. But fate had its own plans. The lies buried deep in their family were going to come to light, and Anam would find herself at the center of it all. It would force Feras to make a choice: save her... or destroy her. Start date: 19 November 2024 Finish date: 18 December 2024 This is my first ever book. Please ignore all the grammar mistakes as English isn't my first language, and give this story a try. I promise it's worth your time, and who knows? You might even enjoy it more than you expect! 😉

Edited Irfa Zafar had never thought that in a span of an year her life would turn upside down. She hadn't expected her qadr to play like this. It was long back when she had accepted her fate and miseries but then again her fate plays. Landing her somewhere she hadn't imagined to be. And with people who would become her home. Shehreyar Siddiqui was contented with everything he had. His tawakal in his lord never died. He had never lost his composure but when a certain someone enters his house and knocks on his heart's door he finds himself in a frenzy. A series of misunderstandings and then realization follows leading him to realize his feelings. _______ Started- March 29, 2019 Ended - October 21, 2019 © All rights reserved.2019. ayesh1love

Abhisekh Rao, a gynecologist, he worked constantly with women yet never found the one who made his heart flutter and run a marathon the way his two best friends would describe to him. He was already 32 years old, people around him kept asking him when was he going to get married. His mom had promised him that she will get him married only to the girl of his choice, so whenever someone asked something to him she would assure them saying her son can find his match. Sahana Krishnakumar, a photographer by passion fell in love with Vishwesh, her senior in college. Her parents were against her getting married to him, but she being stubborn somehow convinced them and was leading a happy married life with him. But then her happy married life hits a sudden stop during the course of her pregnancy. She lost belief in marriage and love, and got separated from her husband. She was still young, just 26 years old, hence her parents wanted her to get married again but her son, Devansh was a major hindrance for all the suitors. She rejected all those who rejected her son. Her ex-husband was hell bent on getting the custody of their son and her parents were hell bent on getting her married, frustrated with all this she leaves her home and stayed at a place called 'Lakshmi home' which accepted her and her son whole heartedly. They both loved making people around them smile.. Their family is their whole world and would bring worlds together for their family.. He was alone voluntarily.. She was forced to be alone.. He never found someone who made his heart skip a beat.. She didn't want anyone to make her heart skip a beat.. He wanted to explore the feeling of love.. She had built walls around herself not wanting to experience the feeling ever again.. Will these two individuals who are similar yet opposite ever come together.. Will Abhi be able to break Sahana's walls down.. Will the love she lost and he never found enter their lives..

He is darkness; she is his light He is the beast; she is his beauty He is Hades; she is his Persephone He is the king; she is his queen❤️ "ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ᴄʜAᴀʜᴀɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ, ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ᴄʜᴜɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ʜᴀꜱᴀɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ, ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ʀᴜʟᴀɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ ꜱɪʀꜰ ᴀᴜʀ ꜱɪʀꜰ ʜᴀᴍᴀʀᴀ ʜᴀɪ, ᴊᴀᴀɴ!!!ꜱʀɪꜰ ʜᴜᴍᴀʀᴀ!!" _____ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 "ʏᴇʜ ᴢɪɴᴅᴀɢɪ ʜᴀᴍᴀʀɪ ɴᴀʜɪ ʜᴀɪ, ʀᴀɴᴀꜱᴀ, ʏᴇʜ ᴛᴏʜ ᴋᴀʙ ᴋɪ ᴀᴀᴘ ᴋɪ ɢʜᴜʟᴀᴍ ʙᴀɴ ᴄʜᴜᴋɪ ʜᴀɪ!!" ____ 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞

"Kapde utar," he said coldly. ["Strip"] Dhimahi's hands shook as she reached for her dupatta. There was no point resisting. She knew it. But she was too slow. Trayambak stormed towards her, ripped her kurti, and forced her down to her knees. "Muh khol." ["Open your mouth"] She looked up at him, her eyes full of fear, pleading silently. "Mere paas duniya bhar ka samay nahi hai, muh khol, warna mujhe aur bhi tareeke aate hai," he snapped, grabbing her hair again with one hand and slapping her lightly with the other. ["I don't have all the time in the world- open your mouth, or I know other ways to make you,"] She was empty now. Her tears kept falling, but she didn't fight. She couldn't. Like always, she did what she was told. Because Trayambak wasn't a husband. He was a monster. And she was trapped.

He is a mentally unstable person, She is the bravest girl in the village, carefree. His life is full of darkness, conspiracy and cruelty She is like a flower, pure and beautiful. And................they get married. How will they stay together and become the strength of each other. Read to find out.

This story contains theme of domestic violence, onscreen rape and too much adult content 🔞 •~•~••~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~••~••~• "Aaaaaaa," a moan escapes my mouth, and that's encouraged him. He started trusting me even harder, and I'm a moaning mess. Do I really enjoy this? How could I? This man, who is my husband, fucks me every night against my will. I'm enjoying this. How pathetic could I be? Or is this who I really am? Well, there's nothing wrong with this; after all, he is my husband. What if he is a little older than me? I don't know, but all I know is that I can't control myself right now. His every thrust is taking me into heaven. I started liking this. I dig my nails in his back and moan his name for the first time. "RAJJJJ.....AAHHHHH....." He fucks me more, and I'm moaning a mess.