"What are you doing here?" I gulped at the hoarse voice. Instead of replying, I stared at Maria's corpse lying on the floor. "You smell so sweet." I hear him speak licking his lips. He did next what I was being afraid of, he closed the remaining distance by stepping ahead and held my waist with one of his muscular arm while the other swept the hair to the side exposing my bare neck. I was scared to death. ________________♧♧♧_______________ In a world where humans and the supernaturals lived together, Elina's parents were killed by a mysterious vampire. She never knew why her parents were killed or what the killer wanted but the incident surely changed her perspective on vampires. She never trusted them. Searching for a job leads her to an opportunity to work at the royal palace in the kingdom of Veneton. What she doesn't know is that the king of the kingdom is a vampire and she's the mate he has been searching for centuries. But he doesn't know that Elina is his mate neither does she.... [THIS STORY IN ANY FORM ISN'T A FANFICTION OF THE VAMPIRE DIARIES. ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE MY OWN ALONE.] ▪︎Unedited. To undergo major editing soon▪︎ Highest rank : #2 in Vampire on 22-7-2019 STARTED: 26th MARCH 2018

"How dare you!!" His stare and cold voice made me step back with fear scared of what he will do "You clumsy woman!! Keep those disgusting hands of yours steady or go die somewhere!! How dare you hurt her!! Do you even know who she is!!" "Alessandro..stop..it's alright.." Andrea pleaded from behind but he continued "Lowlives like you don't even deserve to step into a place like this bit we were generous to offer you this job....but You being an ungrateful brat couldn't do one thing right.......Hell you can't even walk properly how come you were hired for this job!!" Endless tears were flowing down my cheeks as he continued to reprimand me "Alessandro..please...stop" "No Andrea I will not stop..can't you see what she did.....You are too innocent and generous... you don't know girls like her.....they envy you and when they can't compete against you they engage in these dirty tactics .....bloody disgusting people...." I looked up into his eyes ....my eyes asking him if this is what he thought of me... I was never this low... How could he even think I did this deliberately! "Oh my god...your hand..." Andrea said looking at my hand I looked down to see my entire hand turned red with blisters everywhere. I felt numb earlier but now as I saw my wound I started feeling the suppressed pain I was controlling. My tears betrayed me not just because of his words but also from the pain of my burn. Andrea rushed towards me with a worried look on her face "Maria..bring ..the coolant hurry..we need to call the doctor.." She was something else So pure and caring My eyes lifted to see Ando He had a expression I couldn't decipher His eyes were fixed on my burn but I couldn't tell if he was worried or not. But soon that expression was gone as he turned around and left. I looked at his retreating back wondering since when did he become so heartless. Everything is fair in love and war And this my friends is a war of broken hearts. Also on Amazon #19 romance 12/9/2020

This is my third story . I am sure it's worth reading. Jaanaki ,traditional Indian girl what there to not say caring, religious, respects elders, loves kids, can do anything for her family and loved ones. Raghuram, symbol of rude, arrogant, cold hearted, hates people mainly woman from bottom of his heart. Damn rich and can do anything within a snap of finger. If he wants get it by hook or crook. What if they both meet under weird circumstances and one hates other and wished to not see again while other want to keep the other forever out of something. Join me in this unpredictable but heartwarming journey of two souls one is of full of life and warmth especially love and other is of lifeless, rude and especially HATE.

"Now, are you ready to marry me?" he asked in his stern voice. " P-please I don-don't want t-to m-marry. P-please lea-leave me. I want to go h-home." I begged. After listening my reply, his eyes became dark instantly and fury enveloped him. He fisted my hair and pulled it with such a great force that a sharp cry resonated in a room, only that cry came from me. " P-please lea-leave, its hurt-hurting." I said with fear lacing in my eyes in between my heavy breaths and sobs. "You girl !! I was going so much easy on you, but you dared to defy me again and again. Firstly, at our first meeting in your house and then you ran away on the day of our wedding, clearly defying me showing you got some guts. Even then I showed some mercy on you last night but not now. I have to do something that you dared not to defy me ever AGAIN." He shouted in the last, making me flinched and now, I am having no idea what he is intended to do with me. _______________________ Ayat, age 20, didn't realised when her life turned out from bad to worst until a person with a mask of a devil entered her life. She was innocent, pure, timid, submissive, obedient and moreover a loving and kind hearted girl. But her life becomes a hell when she became a target of a revenge by the devil. Rehman, a rich business man with a devilish aura entered Ayat's life with one aim to ruin her life. With a manipulative and calculative mind, and temptation of a revenge coursing in his veins, he was hell bent to ruin that girl's life who became a sole reason of his misery at one time of his life. And what more be better than to cage her forever in his prison in a name of marriage? A marriage happened forcefully. But does revenge only all about mattered in his life? Would love ever bloom between them? Or a hatred burning in his heart would be enough to ruin the chance of bright future he could have with a kind hearted sweet Ayat? WARNING:- This story is going to be dark. Abusive content. Be aware..!!

I was pushed onto the side of the car roughly. I gasped at the impact. "Oh, you hate me?" He asked as we both breathed heavily. He had me pinned between him and the car. His warm breath waved on my neck sending cold chills down my body. "Don't you ever say that again." He growled. I closed my eyes and looked down, afraid of his tone. "I know you Jamie...better than anyone-even Rick. That's funny huh? I know you more than your best friend?" He said breathlessly as I tried to push him off of me. *********************************************************************************** Jamie isn't your average girl, she's into car races, sports, and is constantly finding her way into trouble. She has a bad past that no one knows about except her best friend Rick. When Jamie moves back to her childhood home she is miserable. With her next door neighbor being her biggest bully, and her brother's best friend how will she survive? Bring in all your brother's friends, and high school, and you have a huge problem! Jamie falls hard for the boy she can't have, and is constantly hearing lectures to stay away from him by her brother Eric, and his friends. But, when secrets, and feeling are revealed everything changes.

Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi" *** The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter. "Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.

✨☾🌙☽✨ "I will not go back with you." Her voice wavered between rage and pure despair. "I will go back to my life. My house. Mohsin" ✨☾🌙☽✨ "There is no place in this world," he sneered, "no depth, no height, no abyss where you can run. The ocean will not swallow you. The deserts will not hide you. The mountains will whisper your name, and the winds will carry it back to me. I have told you before, in the end, it will always be us." "You and I, for as long as time dares to exist. You and I, until the stars burn out. In this life, in the next, in the one beyond heaven and earth-you will still be mine." ✨☾🌙☽✨ Heroes always win, securing their happy endings. Villains always lose, doomed to an unhappy fate. But what if you're both the hero and the villain of your own story? What kind of ending would you deserve then? Read to find out how in his obsession for Shafaq, Justin becomes the villain of his own story. She is his entire world, and he doesn't care for anyone else-not his family, not hers. If caring for her family brings her closer to him, he will be the most devoted guardian, bending over backwards to win their favour. But the moment he senses even the faintest threat that they might stand between him and Shafaq, his devotion turns into ruthlessness. Justin will stop at nothing to keep her by his side, even if it means burning bridges, breaking bonds, or tearing the world apart. Shafaq has to be his or no one's..... #Ambassadors pick in Humour for Month of March 2025

•••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• ORIGINALLY 6.2M READS ON WATTPAD! First Unedited Draft. 64% manuscript sample. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• I could never understand why Grandma Liz always forbid me from venturing out during nights of full moon. I remember often thinking to myself, "What could possibly be there that wouldn't be there on other nights?" Years passed and still, the question remained unanswered. That is, until one night. If only Grandma knew they didn't need the full moon. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• A Royal's Tale Series - II ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••• Published (WP) : 1/11/ 2015 Completed (WP) : 30/1/2018 Highest Rate : 8 in Werewolf Cover : Graphic Designer @ Typewriter Pub Trailer : Sannyaahhh

FREE AUDIO VERSION - This book is now being posted to my YouTube channel where I'm reading the story myself. If you'd like to listen to the entire story as it's being uploaded, please check out my channel at this link: https://www.youtube.com/@IckyChicDesigns YouTube Playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNlvdwjhciZySb-EXIn3zTQTH0gFX6sS6 Sheiks of Ahalamin - Book One. He's an audacious Middle Eastern Prince. She's a prideful Wall Street Princess. These two warring hearts will burn a trail from the skyscrapers of New York City to the scorching sand of Ahalamin. ____________________ Synopsis: When financial executive, Victoria Ballard, is tricked into marriage with the Prince of Ahalamin, her perfectly designed life unravels. To put the pieces back together and claim her heart's desire, she'll have to find a way to cross an uncharted ocean of culture and prejudice. ________________________________________________