This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

Coming out of an abusive marriage where she was assaulted for dowry, years later, Dhriti Diwan is a self made Billionaire. Saad Hafiz, a surgeon who hides an ugly past of his own agrees to marry the sister of his best friend. Two different people bounded in a marriage of convenience with a thread of pain. Will Dhriti ever be able to love again? What's going to happen when Saad gets to know about the body of his wife which is covered in burnt marks and bruises? Will he get repulsed by her? Dhriti considers herself unwanted, will Saad ever be able to love her?

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?

"Ahhh, leave me...I am sorry...please" A girl was begging and dragging by a very muscular man, was crying but the man was very deaf to hear her pleadings. He brought her to his room and threw her on the bed. He threw her ghungroo on the floor. "You want to dance, right? Then dance as much as you want but only in front of me, but next time you won't dance outside to this room, this is not your fucking brothel and you're just my prostitute so you are here only to entertain me." ************ "You wanted to become my wife, right? So, let's make you mine...." In a very dark room a girl was whimpering in a corner. She was too scared to look up but the man who was in front of her was not in the mood to show mercy on her. ************ "I can't marry you...and you can't force me to-" Before she could complete her sentence a very rough lips met to hers and shut her up. "You have to become my wife, Dhani! Because you caught my attention, beautiful" ************** The Sherawat brothers, the very powerful men in the business world and the black world. They belong to a very royal and famous family. This family has some strict rules which are followed by each and every family member. But are the new members able to follow their rules or not? 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧:- 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

He: If Loving is an art, I want you to be my Picasso Myra. Myra: No, you don't meant it. Tell me everything is a lie. You cannot love me. How can you say this to me when you love someone else ? He: How do I prove it you Myra ? Myra: Please don't this to me. Stop playing this love game. I tired of it. He held her hand and placed her palm against his chest. Closing his eyes, he sighed and gave a gentle squeeze to her palm. He: I love you Myra. It has been always you then, only you now and it will always be you forever. I will never be tired of loving you cause my life is meant only to love you even from the age when I didn't know what is to fall in love. Yet here I m before you confessing my love after years of being hidden deep in my heart Myra. I love you with every bone, fibre and cells in my body. I love you to the moon and back. I love you to the eternity Myra. -------------------- "The Course of true love never did run smooth " - William Shakespeare. Join Myra in her journey to unfold the love, passion, pain, betrayal and joy, fate has planned for her.

#book 1 of Mafia series What will happen when an innocent girl gets trapped in the clutches of a devil mafia? This is the story of Rishabh and Anokhi. Anokhi's life is as unique as her name. In this life, with one leg handicapped, Anokhi had an unwanted marriage with Rishabh and for the entire 2 years of marriage, neither Rishabh nor his family saw Anokhi's face. She always remained veiled. The same Rishabh Shergil is a well-known businessman and Mafia King of India. Rishabh used to hate his father the most in the world but today he is doing this unwanted marriage only on the insistence of his father. So why did Rishabh's father force the marriage of Rishabh and Anokhi? Will Rishabh accept this marriage? Why did Anokhi keep her face hidden for two whole years? Will Rishabh be able to give Anokhi the status of his wife? And will this forced marriage bring a rain of love or a storm of hatred in their lives? Let's find out in this story 😉

🔅🔆Sequel of The Crowned Prince. Can't be read alone, kindly read The Crowned Prince first.🔆🔅 As he said, "It's not going to be peaches and cream,it's going to be roses and thorns." And he was waiting to be torn by the thorns just to get a whiff of the intoxicating smell of that sinful Rose. 🔅🔆🔅 She settled herself beside him. He glanced up from his laptop and asked, "What happened?" "I am nervous.",she muttered. "Come here.", he kept his laptop aside and pulled her closer. She hugged him tightly, hiding her face in his chest. He possessively wrapped his arms around her as if hiding her from the world. "You are my Queen, you know that?",he patted her head. She nodded her head, but pushing herself more in his chest. Who will tell this Crown Prince, that it was not nervousness, but her craving for his attention, love and care. 🔅🔆🔅 "Enough!!",she showed her hand and said in a loud voice. "Mr. Rawal, tell your son to stay in his limits.",she looked at the aged man. "Why the hell are you talking to my father? Talk to me, woman.",that man said arrogantly. "Mr. Yogesh Rawal, if I would have been you, I would love to mind my own business. Don't you dare to talk to me in that tone,ever. Believe me, you won't love the consequences.", her sweet tone laced with venom. "How-" He started in anger only to be cut in middle by her. "You love to test my patience, don't you? Listen to me and listen clearly, if you want your little self to stay alive,might I add in a single piece then just shut your bloody mouth. My tolerance is hanging on a thin thread.", she whispered to make it clear to that thick headed man. 🔅🔆🔅 She is the woman. Woman of words and confidence. Woman who demand respect. Her aura, screaming authority. Her eyes, burning with embers. Her heart, blazing from years. Her soul, greedy to see someone's end. Beware! Nobody will be spared in THE QUEEN'S REALM. 🔅🔆🔅 Peep in to know more....

𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐎𝐫 𝐌𝐫𝐬.𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢(𝟐𝟏) 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 ( 𝟐𝟗 ) 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 " 𝐀𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬. " 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦? 𝐀 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 " 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 Cove

"To all the hopeless romantic souls who wholeheartedly believe that destiny weaves the most beautiful love stories, this book is dedicated to your unwavering faith in the magic of fate." #1 book of Destiny Series - untangling the twisted knots

"I detest you." Came out of Nayantra's mouth venomously sweet, eyes burning holes in his, vexation visible as day. "You fucking disgust me." Smirking at the raw display of lust filled hatred, Agastya took a step ahead, forcing her to take one back. "Didn't see you feeling disgusted last night when you were beneath me, moaning my name and taking me so well, Nayna." His breath kissed her sensitive skin as he restored into her ears, caging her between his bulk body and brisk wall. Tiping her chin up, furry in her eyes, jaws clenched tight, she glared into the sharpest, most vicious pair of ebony she's ever come across. "Don't be so proud of it. You're not the only one who fucks me." Squinting his eyes in dangerous possessiveness, his hand seized her throat, fingers wrapping around her swan-like throat in a gentle hold. "Say that again and you'll not open your mouth for the next half an hour." The corners of her mouth quirked up, a daring look in her eyes as she repeated. "You are not the only one who I sleep with, Agastya. You're just another-" Killing her words before they found their voice, he slammed his lips against hers aggressively. Yielding to the temptation and tingles of his proximity and the furious kiss, her hands settled on his neck, pulled him closer, leaned in deeper, kissing him back as deep and angrily.