𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 #𝟏 A tale drenched in curses, rain, and ruined royalty - Book 1 She slipped behind the thick trunk of a towering tree, pressing her back against its rough bark. Her chest heaved violently, breath escaping in short, ragged pants that shattered the fragile silence of the woods. Panic clawed at her throat. She quickly covered her mouth with one trembling hand to muffle the sound, terrified of drawing more attention, while the other gripped the torch, now switched off, so tightly her knuckles blanched. The footsteps were closer now. Slow. Steady. Unhurried. She could feel them, each step sinking into the earth like a deliberate claim. Her eyes squeezed shut when the sound stopped abruptly. On the other side of the tree, so close she could almost feel his presence through the bark, stood a shadow. He was leaning slightly forward against the front of the trunk... while she stood pressed against the back, only the rough strip of wood separated them, only inches. If she extended her hand just a little, She would touch him. "I know you're here," he whispered, his voice low and husky, the sound sliding down her spine like cold silk. She bit down hard on her lower lip to keep from gasping, afraid even the smallest sound would betray her. The pressure drew a bead of crimson from the soft flesh of her petal-like lip, and she tasted iron on her tongue. On the other side of the trunk, his pupils darkened. His head tilted slightly, leaning closer to the bark as if he could sense the warmth of her through it. With unhurried ease, he slipped a cigarette from the front pocket of his jacket. The soft flick of his lighter broke the silence, a brief flare of gold illuminating the sharp lines of his face. The flame kissed the tip. "I can feel your presence, you know," he murmured, tapping the cigarette lightly with his finger before bringing it back to his mouth.

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[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 (Historical Fiction) Stone hearts. Silver to gold. And the fierce need to prove oneself. [THIS STORY IS PENDING MAJOR EDITS TO CHARACTERS AND PLOTS]. Sequel: Silver Skies Highest ranks: #1 in Arabia || #3 in History || #51 in Assassin || #90 in Spiritual

**Winner of Wattpad India Awards 2020** **Shortlisted in the Horror/Paranormal genre for Wattys India** "Open your eyes, Avish. I'm not here to hurt you." A strange melody wakes you up. A man garbed all in black sits in the shadows of your room. He knows you. He knows your very soul. _______________________________________ Now, everyone has seen ghosts. They might deny it, but they have. But Avish's ghost is special. And although the man in black - Bhoo - has left an indelible impact on his traumatic childhood, has been the grains to his gravel, Avish wishes to forget all about him. Can he, though? Nightmares. Domestic violence. Bullies. Booze. An unexplained persona. Does his past - and an estranged side of it at that - hold the key to leading his present life? The man in black is a phantom to be feared . . . or is he? Feel free to find out . . . _______________________________________ Cover by: @sunshineflowerpages_ #completed

Cupid never had a chance in their messy, parental-restricted love story Karishma Jha, a twenty-one-year-old recent graduate with the world at her feet if only she chose to face it. Plagued with the worries of the future and yet healing from the scars of her past, she was yet to pay any heed to the present. She was the queen of the world of What-ifs What if I never get a job? What if I never do anything worthwhile? What if I am not here tomorrow? What if someone new moves next door? Still struggling to live one day at a time, she is hit with yet another surprise: a new neighbor, Rishabh Mehta. His arrival gives her the opportunity to take a step out of her cocooned world, to do something daring for once in her sheltered life. What if a girl with perpetually cold feet chooses to befriend a boy who lives like there is no tomorrow? When Rishabh Mehta moved to his aunt's place in Bangalore, the last thing he expected was to deal with the girl next door. Shrew, grump, ornery, he knew the many nicknames of her, except her real name. She proved true to her description when, one night, she cuts off the wire of his music system in the middle of a raging party. That was his first impression of hers. He also never expected her unrelenting efforts to befriend him. When he finally gives in, the possibility of tomorrow increases with every shared laughter and stolen glance. Will their love survive self-imposed obstacles, helicopter parents, and the two-foot gap between their balconies? Or, will it remain a fond memory to smile upon when a day gets a bit more difficult than the rest? TRIGGER WARNING: Though this story could be considered a feel-good rom-com from its cover and description, it does address certain heavy topics like illness, suicide attempts, and domestic violence. For further details please don't miss the content warning preceding the story.

[Wattys Shortlist - 2025] Hiral Kashyap is a homemaker - conventional and burning, fragile yet unflinching, just another woman smiling through the burns and life. Riddhan Nanda is a dangerous man, a widower - the prime suspect in his wife's murder. A lawyer by profession, he has always straddled the blurred line between power and lies. Bitter by nature and trapped in the chains of patriarchy, he speaks louder than his beliefs. When destiny strikes, secrets unfold, hope shatters, and hearts wither. Twisted and unhinged, Riddhan desires her for a motive, and he won't stop until she gives in. Timid and scared, Hiral picks up the battle, for she is done being treated as dirt and a burden. Passion sparks while enmity intensifies, as they are forced to wrestle for control over their lives, future, past, and present. Join Hiral as she embarks on her journey to find peace and discovers that courage is beyond defeat and love is beyond heart. Flowers are beyond fragrance while life is nothing without a start.

| 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 | Akanksha, a forensic expert and her husband Vihaan, a CBI officer must work together through the gulf in their marriage to catch a serial killer threatening to expose their secrets. ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ When Akanksha returns to Jaipur for her best friend's wedding, she anticipates nothing out of the ordinary. The pre-wedding rituals remind her bitterly of her dream to marry for love and she dreads returning home to the brewing argument with her husband of seven years, Vihaan. But when a series of murders come knocking at Akanksha's door, she realises she cannot solve it alone. After avoiding each other like plague for years, she and Vihaan must put aside their differences and learn to work together to capture this serial killer. However, the nightmares of Akanksha's past are difficult to deny. Will the hunt for the murderer bring her and Vihaan closer together or are the secrets in their relationship too deep to ever find peace? ----------------------------------------------------------------- Trigger/Content Warning: Elements of PTSD, anxiety, violence, abuse, death, mental health issues, mention of sexual abuse and rape, and other triggering issues. Please read only if you're comfortable reading these themes and the story is marked to be MATURE. ----------------------------------------------------------------- | Featured By @Romance, @dangerouslove, @WattpadRomanceIN, @ContemporaryLit, @generalfiction, @WattpadChicklitIN and @MysteryThrillerIN | This amazing cover is made by @NattKuznetsov © akiimarvelous 2020 Exclusively On Wattpad

Ira Ranawat lived a quiet, secluded life in London. She did bartending at night, was a librarian in the day. It didn't pay her bills, but money wasn't what she worked for. For her, life had always been bound to the four walls of her room. Being born in an influential family as a bastard child doesn't allow you much freedom. So, when she was set free, she took the chance and never looked back. The only rule she had to follow? Never step back in India. Easy, right? It was. Until one fine evening, at the stroke of midnight, the sturdy door of the club opened, revealing the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. Ira made a mistake. She fell for the man she was never destined to meet, let alone find a happy ending with. And lo and behold, loving someone, as always, only took from her. Leaving her abandoned, again. Tragic, isn't it? Well, that's how all epic love stories end.

This story is set in the early 1980s of India. The nation had broken free from the chains of colonization, yet in the small towns and crowded streets, another battle was quietly being fought - the battle for the freedom to love. This is not just a story of first love, but of courage, sacrifice, and two souls who found each other in a world that wasn't ready for them. A tale not just of love, but of longing - for the freedom to choose, to dream, to live... together. Dive into their story... to see what destiny has written for their hearts.