Ana slowly moved her eyes down to check what she was wearing. At first she couldn't recognize the furry dress covering her chest, but was amazed how comfortable it felt. At the same moment she felt her dress moving and pulling her back towards something warm and hard. Horror struck her, as she realized, it was not a dress, but someone's hand covering her bosom. Top Rank - 32

#157 in Humor[ 20-8-2015]

Life wasn't the same for Randhir anymore, as he bounced back to his hometown after a gap of 4 years. Things had undergone drastic aberration, and Sanyukta made him realise that. "Nothing was same. Not him. Not her. NOT THEM." Amidst the myriad emotions, and a hectic life, would they be able to recreate the pleasant connotation of togetherness? Would they be able to silence their demons? Or would time erase all hope? Stay tuned to Twinkling Epiphany.

A story of a middle class girl who encounter a gang of rich arrogant and egoistic people who try to make her life in college difficult for a small mistake she committed unintentionally .

"Oh breezy wind ! Stop for while ,My girl is sleeping . Oh buzzy beetles! Stop make noises , My girl is dreaming Oh round moon ! Don't get jealous, My girl is more beautiful than you . Oh rough roads ! Don't end anyhow, I wanna to see her face Ever and forever " Randhir Singh Shekhawat : A rich , handsome boy who turned into a businessman to provide a support for his dad , at d age of 24 . This boy is purely TDH type (tall, dark, handsome ) ,,, every girl around him wanna to get his attention ... Dat might she ll be his girl. Sanyukta agarwal: A financially weak girl , a daughter of a watchman . A 21 year old , young, beautiful, innocent, yet confident girl who believes in living the present day, not remembering the past pains. Their first meet is remarkably worst . But later one fall in love with other . One sided love turned into its worsed side . But who knows d destiny of someone???? ,,, they may be made for each other . ❤️❤️❤️ Would they fall in love with each other,? But how they forced to sail in the boat if love . Come and find it out in "Billionaire's Sacred love". ----------------------------------------------------------------- All copy rights reserved. The characters, the events and the plots comes from my ideas. (Billionaire's sacred love , is my story and all events are Plotted by me. Any resemblance to any real incident is purely coincidental . ) ---------------------------------------------------------------------

(Highest rank #3 in romance on 15/02/2017, #5 in romance on 13/11/16) Note: the story is unedited and you might find many mistakes. Avni is a beautiful independent lady of 25 whose life is almost perfect. But soon that is going to change when under certain circumstances she is bound to marry Aditya, her father's best friend's son. Aditya is handsome and rich. He is a man of secrets. What happens when they have to live under the same roof.

#6 in Romance- 6-07-2016 "Look....I'm s-sorry, I didn't know you'd be this mad If I would have known...." "Shut the f**k up!" His rough edge voice shut me up. He stared at me shamelessly. I could smell brew on him. Is he drunk? Of course, he is! But, he looked sober enough to know what he was doing, I tried to fight him again, hitting his chest to step back but, I stopped dead in my senses when I felt his warm and moist breath just below my ear. "I hate you so much...." He spoke huskily into my ears which made tremors shot up in my spine. Kanan is a typical Indian girl who's sweet, clumsy with a dash of sarcasm, who comes from an Orthodox Indian family with a label of 'you would do as you told!' Jay is an arrogant, manipulative and a total party animal, who doesn't believe in Indian customs. What happens when these two destined souls find them arranged into a marriage, who has nothing in common except hatred. An arranged marriage with a sprinkle of Indian drama.

HIGHEST RANKS- #1 IN GENERAL FICTION #13 IN ROMANCE _______________________________________________________________________________ Suddenly his one teardrop falls on my chest and rolls down into my blouse and disappears between the valey of my breasts. The sensation of the warm droplet in that tender part makes my toe curl. " Siddharta?" My word gets carried away by the feeble storm which has suddenly broken into the room being the messanger of the upcoming rain. Welcoming the moisty air I again pat his cloudy hair, "Sidhu?" "Ummm?" He replies tiredly clinging into me with more force. Oh his gesture! My world becomes upside down by it. And he has no idea how he is crashing me with his weight, with the anticipation... He lays all over me...My 21 years' heart pounds like crazy...for the first loving touch of him...for the first embrace...and for the first realisation that he needs me..... ********************************************************************************************** Highest rank- #1 in General fiction on 20/07/2016, 21/07/2016