The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Tiffany and Jack were best friends ever since they were little. They were inseparable and they finally found love when they reached Junior Year. Eventually, they went to different colleges but their relationship was still in tact. The two made it even though they were far apart, the distance didn't matter. They finally get married and everything went uphill from then on. Being one of New York City's richest and most successful elite socialite couples, Jack and Tiffany (married for two years now) were perfect on the outside. But they seem to be having some issues behind closed doors. Find out the story behind this great love, I promise it'll be worth your while. [Currently editing all the chapters]

A cute Romantic comedy. "When we get back, can we continue our 'getting to know each other' game? Because I have about a million more questions for you, Mrs. Tanmay." The use of my new title sent a thrill through me. "Only if I get to ask you a million questions too, Mr. Saumya," I retorted. Tanmay's laugh was bright and joyous. "Deal," he agreed with a playful grin, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "But to seal the deal," He teased, leaning closer to me, "what's the magic word?" Tanmay feigned deep thought, his expression exaggeratedly serious. "Hmm... how about a kiss?" he suggested, his voice filled with playful charm." Follow Tanmay's endearing goofiness as he becomes Saumya's unwavering support in her journey towards self-appreciation. Discover a tale woven with laughter, blushes, and heartfelt gestures, where Tanmay's charm melts Saumya's heart, showing her the beauty of being cherished. Are you guys ready to witness the master of charm The great Tanmay Singh Rathore, dedicated solely to his innocent wife? 😊Book Info : 🌹Arrange Marriage 🌹Cute Romance 🌹No misunderstanding 🌹No separation 🌹He falls first and fall harder 🌹Sunshine Hero 🌹Insecure heroine 🌹Both are Virgin

I love The Untamed Power. It's really amazing. I'm doing my own spin off. I'm still not nearly done with the show. It's 50 episodes so those who watch it, brace yourselves. I am in total love with these two. Wei Wuixiang and La Zhan. I totally ship them so freaking hard.

A love story of two different type of person. What will happen when a innocent girl have to marry a Mafia. Mahika who is a girl of a middle class family. Innocent, sweet and kind-hearted girl. Her family is everything to her. In the other hand Reyansh who is a mafia. Cruel,dominating, cold-hearted man. What is going to happen between them! Reyansh Singh Rathore Our main character in this story. He is 26years old. He has dominating, cruel personality. He is the owner of Rathore industry. He is handling the business after his father's death. He is also a underworld mafia. Mahika Sharma A very sweet and kind-hearted girl.She is 23 years old. She belongs to a middle class family. She is looking for a job to support her parents. She loves them very much.

"You should meet this man, he's from a great family and you have met him",my grandfather said. "You say that about every other man",I said and he looked at me sheepishly and I grinned. "Fine I will meet him but you said I have met him which means I know him,so what's his name?",I stood up and asked. "Rajveer",he said. When Kiara Mathur received a marriage proposal from one of the most influential families of Rajasthan,she thought that it was because of her grandfather who himself was well known in the state but she did not know it was the would be groom who sent the proposal ,it was Rajveer Rathore. Rajveer whom she met 4 years ago at her cousins wedding,the same man who said he would marry her one day.

"You ruined me," I confess, my voice a rasp against her skin. "I can't fucking breathe without you. I can't think. I can't exist." My fingers trail down, skimming the curve of her hip. "And it's killing me." She trembles but doesn't push me away. Her silence is my undoing. I slam my hand against the wall beside her, caging her in, my breath ragged. "You want me to walk away? Tell me. Say it, and I will." Her lips part, but no words come. I let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "You can't, can you?" I tilt her chin up again, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Because you're just as ruined as I am." And then I kiss her. Hard. Desperate. A collision of everything we've denied ourselves. Because no matter how much I fought it, no matter how much I wanted to hate her- She's mine. And I'll burn down the whole damn world before I let her go.