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 insults reminded her daily that she wasn't welcomed in the family. 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. He was Tall with sharp dark eyes, he had this calm but serious presence. He didn't show much emotion, kept everything locked inside, yet he somehow looked out for Anam. 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... 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! 😉

Revenge was his mission. But fate handed him something far more dangerous-desire. Saksham Pratap Singh has spent years building his empire, fueled by a singular purpose: revenge. His enemy who destroyed everything Saksham once held dear, and now, it's time to make him pay. But vengeance takes an unexpected turn when Saksham lays eyes on her-a girl with fire in her eyes and secrets stitched into her silence. She's everything he never expected... and the one thing he can't resist. He kidnaps her under the cover of night, right before her brother's helpless eyes, binding her in a contract that screams punishment. But the more he tries to break her, the more she haunts him. Who is Misti Roy really? A pawn in a ruthless game-or the wildcard who might just destroy him? In this twisted tale of obsession, betrayal, and burning chemistry-love isn't the only thing at stake.

𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙑𝙞𝙙𝙝𝙞 𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙭 𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘽𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙢𝙡 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙃𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩, 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮... 𝙑𝙞𝙙𝙝𝙞 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢.. 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚

" I would never be a second choice to anyone. If I need to compete with someone else for your love, I would gladly make it easier for you by taking myself out of the equation. But why am I here, ready to be your backup bride ? " __________________________________________ Rajiv and Prerna ,the runaway couple promise to return to their family after four years. But, fate had other plans for them. They wound up in a police case and search for the perfect bride replacement. Aparna, Prena's younger sister jumps in to help the couple, agreeing to be in her sister's place and meet Rajiv's family. Everything goes well, till Shiva, Rajiv's brother starts digging the backstory of the imposter. Hop in for a South Indian story mixed with drama, romance and some non sense too, May not be a typical wattpad love story kinda relationship. #2 in South Indian - 31.3.2020 #1 in intercaste - 25.8.2020 #1 in South Indian - 9.4.2021 #1 in Profession - 9.8.2021

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬... 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧." She loved him when she was too young to understand what love meant. He rejected her when he was too guarded to feel anything at all. On her eighteenth birthday, she confessed her heart to the man she had loved for years-her brother's best friend. His rejection was cold. Precise. Unforgettable. "You're not the girl I desire." Five years later, fate brings them face to face again-not as a girl with a foolish crush, but as a woman ready for marriage... to someone else. This time, he doesn't return to reject her. He returns to marry her. She no longer asks for his love. She no longer waits to be chosen. Yet his sudden yes feels more dangerous than his past rejection ever did. Once, she begged him to see her. Now he claims her without love. And she fears that becoming his wife will hurt far more than the day he told her she was not the girl he desired.

"Anaaya! look at me!" He held my chin with his cold finger tips and I shivered at his touch. He pulled me to stand in front of him facing him, directly looking into his now dark green eyes. His gaze was heated and I knew he was angry. His hand was holding mine and the umbrella. It was cold but the grip was tight. Once again my knees were weak and my cheeks felt warmer but the cold breeze kept hitting me. "I'm sorry, okay?" He mumbled, his voice barely a whisper. His dark eyes kept burning into mine. His cold hand cupped my jaw. He gazed my jaw with his cold finger tips, and I unknowingly leaned into his touch again. His hand was cold but I could feel his warm breath from this close. I never believed time could stop until this moment when I have my eyes pierced into his standing dangerously close and not able to look away. He brushed his fingertips through the outline of my jaw and moved upwards to my cheekbone and then to my lips. and I closed my eyes at his touch whimpering. "Anaaya" he said in a painful whisper and I could nearly feel his warm breath hitting the bridge of my nose even more and I could feel it with a hint of fruity smell. "Aryan" I whimpered. I felt his presence even much closer and I was weak in my senses. My mind almost blank, my heart racing and my nerves tingling. ************** Anaaya is an awkward, Introvert Tomboy. Aryan is playful, hot and adventurous. Who was her bestfriend, but moved away a long time ago. After a few rough and traumatic events, Anaaya hates Aryan. And loses faith in friendship, relationships and love. When their paths cross again, She drives him crazy, he annoys her. But they can't stay way from eachother. Can they be falling for each other? And there's her hot crush. Love is never simple. Can it be more complicated?

"Shanvi, stop crying, and get ready," she urged. "Congratulations, from today you are husband and wife," the priest announced to the newly married couple. ---------- "Don't expect anything from me, and I will never consider you my wife," he stated, his voice devoid of any emotion. She met his gaze, finding his face an impassive mask. Despite the tears threatening to spill, she nodded, striving to maintain her composure. Would love bloom in their hearts, or would fate weave a different tapestry for them? The future remained unwritten, their destinies hanging in the balance. ---------- NOTE:- English is not my first language, so there will be some grammatical and spelling mistakes.. *Do not copy this*

✧Professor and Student✧ The Unconventional Romance between Mrinali Naik, 18 years old, a young college student & Dr. Nimish Deshmukh, 28 years old, her charmistic professor. As they navigate the blurred lines between teacher and student, societal expectations, and their own desires, their connection deepens, revealing vulnerability, trust, and devotion. Can their relationship overcome the obstacles of age gaps, reputation, and family pressures, or will the world's judgments tear them apart? ✧✧✧✧✧ Tropes Professor x Student Age Gap Forbidden Love Slow Burn Romance She fell first; He fell harder ✧✧✧✧✧ This is my first time writing a novel. The story and plot is pretty simple without any major drama. The story will contain three Pov's - Nimish, Mrinali and Author. Do give this story a try. At least read 10 to 15 chapters to judge the story. ✧✧✧✧✧ Started ~ 5th Aug 2024 Ended ~ 13th Feb 2025

➺ Book 𝟑 of "𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞" series. "Oh, you are so dirty and naughty, 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥." "Ahh... Sir." ঌ𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐗𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭ঌ A taboo erotica where forbidden attraction blurs the line between right and wrong, leaving nothing but temptation, desire, and fantasies neither of them should ever have dared to entertain. My Professor Copyright © 2025 All Rights Reserved

I've learned that healing isn't a straight line. It doesn't happen all at once, and it doesn't come with instructions. Some days you feel strong, like you've moved past the pain. Other days, the same memories still find you But healing, for me, has been about showing up anyway. It's been about allowing yourself to feel without judging those feelings. About understanding that breaking didn't mean you are weak, it means you're human. I've learned to give myself grace. To stop rushing my growth. To understand that rest is not quitting, and silence is not failure. Healing taught me that I don't need to erase my past to move forward. I carry it with me, not as a burden, but as proof that I survived. And every day you choose to keep going, even when it's hard, You're healing slowly, honestly, and in your own time. (Welcome to Zainab & Muhsin's story)