Book 2 of wounded series. "When you don't heal what hurt you, you bleed on the people who didn't cut on you." Someone wrote the truth when they wrote this. Niyati, a single mother struggles to get away with the trauma her late husband gave her. But it isn't as easy as she thought and things takes a toll when she discovers that the CEO of the richest corporate group of India falls in love with love. Shivam Rajvanshi, the CEO of richest corporate group is a total sunshine of his family. He have never taken anything serious in his life except for the something he gave up a long ago. Now that he met Niyati Ahuja in his best friend's wedding, he couldn't get her out of his head. How things will turn between them when one who doesn't believe in relationship and love anymore meets someone who's going to tell them that loving them is as easy as breathing?

Rohit Shah ! Sorry sorry it's inspector Rohit Shah. He is Charming, cute, good sense of humour living his life and also saving life's. He is hardworking and friendship matters to him alot but he have one more dream after his job which is To have a Love marriage, he want's to fall in love with the one who makes him feel she is everything and the last thing which he want's in his life. Who will complete him. But wait !.....He is Married or Maybe be Not. Confused right! Even Our Rohit is confused. Jaanvi Dixit, one day she comes and claims that Rohit is her husband with proofs. Who is she? Where did she come from? Is the question which Rohit wants to decipher and he is determined to do it. Come can join this crazy love story of Rohit Shah and Jaanvi ❤️ Copyright action's - If My work will be copied by any means or way, there will be strict actions against the person ! So beware and produce story with your own mind, no need to be a cheater ! Sorry for sounding rude but my work means a lot to me. #1 rank in indianlovestory #2 rank in India #rank 2 Marriage

Jai Agnihotri (28) Our Handsome Cardiologist. Staying in his village running a clinic of his own, a well mannered and Educated Hottie of his Village. He who is so focused towards his work and is Pure Desi encounters with Vishakha Arora, (26) who is a psychiatrist, she wants to run away from her work place and have her own hospital to stay away from the hell. She loves her work but not her boss (female). She is Modern and want's a break from her job and she do gets it but to somewhere she isn't willing to go her Fathers Village. There she meets Jai in the most amazing way, which starts hatred/Fight among them. Will this hatred change into love? What will happen when Vish will go to stay up in a place where she doesn't want to go? You will get all the answers ! Open the book and fall into their world ! now jump out from Aarav, Varun, Rahul and Aryan's book for a while ! Give Chance to this Doctor now, maybe he can be your next favourite Lead (for girls) and for Boys maybe Vish the best lead 😉. (Chapter 60 of to make him smile have a glimpse of them (vish and Jai)) This book is my original work so any one who tries go copy any of my work, I will complain about copyright against him/her for stealing my work. Copyright action's - If My work will be copied by any means or way, there will be strict actions against the person ! So beware and produce story with your own mind, no need to be a cheater ! (Sorry for sounding rude but My work means a lot to me) #1 Rank - Indian #23 Rank - Hatelove #123 Rank - India #30 Rank - DoctorLove #15 Rank - Sensual #3 Rank Enemies to Lovers

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.