𝑵𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑵𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒑, 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎, 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓-𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍, 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔-𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓.

Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

Continuation of book one of Daastaan-e-Ahmedaani. Part two of love, family, friendship and chaos. Reading part one is mandatory.

Sidharth Shukla, the reknowned author, comes across Shehnaaz Kaur Gill, a freshly out of college young girl and when their world's collide with each other, the ride definitely promises to be a hell of a roller coaster. Read on...

Bella is the most nervous and shyest girl you will ever meet. She works at a coffee shop down the street which isn't the greatest job if you're really looking for money. Lorenzo, the most richest and handsomest guy enters the cafe shop, notices her cute stutter and just had to talk to to little Bella. When two diffrent worlds collide.

Best ranking #1 Love as on 06/22 #1 wattpadindia as on 03/21 #1 in pearlvpuri as on 11/20 #1 in Surbhi Jyoti as on 04/20 #1 in pvp as on 01/20 Hey Readers...First Of all Thankuuu for visiting the site...This is My first ever try to write any story...I know there'll be many mistakes..but afterall I'll learn by them😅 So Do Read Guys And Your Support Is a must😊 Hope you'll love the story...And yeah You'll also get to read poems and quotes in it...They are also written by me itself... Hope you like all three.. Story... Poems... And Quotes on Top of Every chapter. 💗💗 SO HAPPY READING 💗 😊😊 Well heartbreaks...We listen often...But is heartbreak in love everything...There's something more painful then heartbreak in Love. What's it!!! Read This One To Know 💓 Mahir Maheshwari :- The Popular handsome ,Greek God, richie rich hunk but more popular for his hot head.He's rude. According to him love is just a waste of time and there is no girl in this damn world who is made for him. For the people out there he's arrogant but for the people who really know him he's something.He has every thing what people die for but is void of one thing...LOVE..Doors for love are closed for him. Surbhi Birla :- A Sweet , charming adorable girl.. A soon to be doctor but anger on nose..Loves to write poems. Sweetheart of her mumma and papa...For her love is everything...She can melt anyone's heart by her Smile.💗 What happens when they both will meet...will they meet? Indeed yeah...but how..when ...and what turn will their lives take...Will Surbhi be able to change the mentality of Mahir about Love...Or will Mahir change Surbhi's mind about love !! Stay tuned !! Read further and dive into the life of Mahir and surbhi ... 😊💗💗Happy Reading😊💗💗 💓💓💕💕💖

Sequel to Mr Reigns The room echoed despite the fact that it was filled with furniture and papers spread everywhere. The doctor who was sitting in front of me, had a bright smile on his face. Julien, on the other side, looked terrified. He was looking at me with horror. I felt like I couldn't move. I was frozen into place. The smile on the doctor's face started to fade slowly before he cleared his throat and regained his professional posture. "I think I didn't hear right" Julien was the first one to talk after a few minutes of pure silence. "Judging by your reaction, I would say that you did hear right" The doctor said. His name was Matt and it turned out that Julien and him knew each other from before. "I can't be pregnant" I whispered more to myself than to someone else. "I can't be" I mumbled as my eyes slowly moved to my belly. "The amount of time you've probably fuck, would prove otherwise" Julien muttered. I didn't want to focus on him. "I would like to apologize for the unprofessionalism of my colleagues. They were supposed to see that in your blood test" Matt said formally. The frown on his face showed that he was truly disappointed. "You're eight weeks pregnant. We will have to do an ultrasound" He continued. I stood up, then turned away from them before walking out of that office. I needed to breathed. I could hear Julien following me. The jingling of the car keys in his pocket was what caught my attention as he followed my steps He didn't talk at all as I made my way out of the hospital. He knew very well that I was to be left with my thoughts at this moment. I opened the passenger door and I was going to make a move to get in when I suddenly heard a familiar voice calling me out.

𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖙; 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖌𝖚𝖙-𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖍 𝖊𝖚𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ 40 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ, ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ᴠᴀꜱᴜɴᴅʜᴀʀᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴏꜱᴇᴘʜ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇ. ʙᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ'ꜱ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ, ꜱɪᴅᴅʜᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇʜᴀ, ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴜꜱᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ " ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ" ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᴏʀᴄʜᴇꜱᴛʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ. ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴜɴɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ, ᴡᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ɴᴀʀʀᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏʟᴅ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ɴᴇᴡ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅɪᴠᴇʀɢᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ. ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱɪᴅᴅʜᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇʜᴀ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ, ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴇxɪꜱᴛ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ?

Standalone Previously known as Emotionally Unavailable Some stories begin after marriage, intertwining two souls that complete one another. Adhiraj/ Rishav Ranawat A hot, dashing man who runs away from the name of love. Anger sits on his nose, making it its home. Rudeness and arrogance is his second language. Personality so unforgettable that you can't help but look his way with admiration and lust. A self-made billionaire. Kaira Sharma Simple girl with high Morales. Shy and introvert for the world and a extrovert to her closed ones. She speaks in silence. Looking at the world with her own spectacles. Fighter but also gets frightened very quick. One glare and she take a step back but not at that cost of her-self-respect. Both get tied unwantedly in the holy union called MARRIAGE.

|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.