(Ace series- Book 1) 18+ content Shreya Arora A broken soul beyond repair. All she craves is love but all she gets is hatred by her own family. Beaten, broken and tortured. But what happens when she has to marry her brother-in-law as her elder sister ran away from her wedding. Will he love her like she wants or be her worst nightmare. Will she be his wife or just a mere replaced bride? Ranvijay Singh Rathore The Devil King of Rajasthan, mafia king of the underworld and CEO of 'The Rathore Empire'. A heartless bastard who will do anything to have what he wants, all he needs is to set his eye on it. The man with power and money. People respect him as much as they fear him. Have anger issues to the extent that even his family fears him. What happens when a 5 foot 5 inch girl stumbles into this 6 foot 2 inch devil. Will Shreya get love from her unexpected husband and open up to him? Will the devil fall for this innocent soul or burn her in his fire. He could have anyone but why her? Her sister ran away from her wedding. Is it a coincidence or the game played by heart?

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"What's my name?" "Daddy."

Ammar Khan wasn't supposed to see her. He didn't mean to see her all those years ago. Yet, he did. Like a moth drawn to flame, Ammar fought against his demons. Resisting the urge, to wish that the beautiful woman he saw five years ago. Would one day be his. Aazeen Shahbaz. A beautiful soft spoken woman, finds her life turned upside down, when her husband dies in a car crash. Heart broken, she travels back to the mesmerizing Valley of Hunza, with her broken dreams and ripped soul. But life has other plans for Aazeen, when an unlikely proposal comes to her. Will Aazeen find it in herself to move forward in life? Will Ammar get the woman of his dreams? Will fate bring the two together? Or separate them? A story of Obsession, Love and Betrayal Follow their journey in ' His Unbroken Ties' © All rights reserved. 2016. Your_Amazyn. Amazing Cover by @Zammurad| The Fiction Awards 2017 Winner * This book is not fully edited. It's a rough copy*

"Samantha Banks! Get a hold of yourself, woman! I have a girlfriend!" It could have been just another school year for Samantha Banks. Her aim was simple: graduate top of her class, leave town and move to a good college, but at the same time, stay hidden under the radar. Yet, fate has set a different course for her. Her path crossed Aaron Lanter, their high school's most famous jock, but not in a good way. During a game of truth or dare, a drunken Sam kissed Aaron, which made Nicole, his girlfriend, bent on a mission to destroy Sam. After suffering enough, Sam decides it is time to fight back, and what greater opportunity than being designated as Aaron's tutor? Absorbed by her goal, she is now entangled in her own vengeance, but not before her friends made her realize that there is something more to this than an act of revenge- discovering things about herself and Aaron. What will they discover about themselves? How will they deal with the complexity of their situations? Will what started as a nightmare scenario end well for both of them? This is not your typical story of high school survival. This is a journey of freedom, revelations, and friendship. Grab a copy now!

"Keep your damn mouth shut at least now. Trust me, you don't wanna piss our boss." The guy in a black suit said plainly, but I can sense his annoyance already. "Fuck your boss and fuck you.", I fought with the knot around my wrists to make it even tighter. I saved myself from hurting my legs too which are tied to the legs of the chair I am seated on. He gritted his teeth and snarled at me, but he went still when he received a command through the earphone he is wearing. He gave me a pointed look, "Stay quiet. The boss's coming." Just then we heard footsteps echoing the dark underground room, the only light in the room is offered by a lamp above my head. Everyone went silent, and by everyone I meant the bunch of men in black suits with a earphone attched to their ears, looking straight and standing erect at their places. The footsteps became louder by every passing second, I saw a tall masculine figure, approaching to my direction. Just his frame made me gulp aloud, I still couldn't get the clear view of his face. He stopped at a distance, I can feel his eyes on me, it made me squirm uneasily. "Who are you? What do you want from me? You fucking people are gonna pay for this, you should've known better than to kidnap me. I'm gonna make sure you pay for this." "You still need to learn how to use your pretty mouth, Faiza." That voice. That deep, velvety voice when he said my name. No, it couldn't be him. No, this can't be him. But my little hopes flew away once he stepped front and the light illuminated his facial features. "Reyan?"

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

When his presence was far enough, Sol stalked closer to her. Un noticing him, he laid on his stomach and continued to watch as she played about. How can such a little girl, be my mate? He asked himself confused. The goddess must be losing her mind. She tripped over a sticking root and fell on her rumps as she let out a yelp. Sol quickly stood and was about to go over when she ended up laughing. His heart fluttered from the melody that sounded from her. She placed her hands on her hips and playfully glared at the butterflies, "That's right. Laugh it up, butterflies! I'm a big girl who doesn't cry. Hits a nerve doesn't it?!" She threw her head back and laughed again as she picked herself up. Sol was in awe with this little girl. His little sassy mate. She dusted herself off and spoke in a loving tone, "Nana always said big girls don't cry and angry girls don't go beating people up. Did you know?" She gasped as she continued to talk to the butterflies as her eyes twinkled, "Nana said I was going to meet someone special today!" Sol growled in quick anger. "Nana said it was Tommy," she whispered as she shyly looked in a daze making Sol even angrier. So without thought, he showed himself before her. Mine, they both growled.

"I want you. I want you to be only mine. I choose you. I choose to taste you, where no one else is allowed to taste you; you are here to serve me, understand, Kara?" his words were cold as ice but the sex drive in the room drove through my spine, meeting my core. He wants me to be his, I'll give him just that; with no mercy.

You could know someone your entire life and think you know everythig about them.But then one day you realize the guy you're really in love with is a vampire.