When you are fighting for the freedom of your people, falling in love with your enemy is not a great idea. Or is it? Ayla has to defend her castle and her people all on her own, with nobody to help her but a dark warrior she hates with all her heart.

THANK YOU, Wattpad, for the HQ Love Watty Award! Concept: A mysterious young woman flees from her troubled past only to discover it is impossible to escape THE SECRET that haunts her. *PLEASE NOTE: This story was originally inspired by the movie "Sleeping With the Enemy". * * * * * "I would never, Steven," she promised, turning away from him in an attempt to protect herself. "I know you wouldn't," he screamed. Cupping her chin in his hand, he forced her to look at him. "Because I would kill you." His words hung heavy in the air. Sarah's heart sank into her stomach. No matter how many times she'd heard the menacing phrase, she could never get used to it. It had the same affect on her as the first time he'd thrown the ugly words in her face. The familiar sting of bile rose in her throat, and she knew she would deplete the contents of her stomach once she was locked in the safety of their master bath. 'If I make it through this time,' she agonized. Her biggest fear was that one day he would really lose his temper with her. Who knew what would happen then? *This story is an unedited first draft. Top Ranks: Action #1, Mystery and Thriller #1 *This story contains scenes of abuse and may be disturbing to some readers. While the characters are fictional, domestic violence is a serious issue that many people across the world face. If you or someone you know is the victim of abuse, please seek help immediately. Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

"Small little tales to keep you entertained."

Natasha had always been a reader. And it didn't take her long to discover an absorbing world of wattpad. Flooding with stories, it was just the heaven she always dreamed of. Tanmay wasn't out there just to write, he wished to make a place in the reader's heart. But more than that, he wanted his characters to become immortal. And wattpad was just the heaven he always seeked. When a reader and writer crossed some lines, chaos were bound to happen. These weren't those chaos which tangled the hearts in a battle. These weren't those chaos which trapped the souls in forever. No. These were the chaos caused by the characters. The characters which became immortal between the pages.

A collection of stories written collaboratively. Remember, Everything will be in strong doses 😉 Happy reading :)

I pledge myself to you, my love, My life is no longer my own, My afterlife is unknown, If I'm fortunate, If I'm adequate, To be in the heavens, I'll plead for my home. Your eyes are my home, Your breath is my air, Your voice is my song, Your arms are my shrine, Your heart is my altar, Your smile is my prayer, Your hand is my prize, I ache to make you mine. I need you in every way, My rib is not in place. My certain heart calls you, My present, My future, My solace, My first and last, My onliest love. My other self, My life, 'I love you' is not enough. ** Melody Summer is a nineteen year old homeless girl with a tragic past. Shy and introverted​ with major insecurities, Melody aged out of foster care and was left to fend for herself in the concrete jungle of Manhattan. When she meets Akram Sadiq, the handsome Juilliard student, her life takes a very unexpected turn. ***This story is a draft so hopefully will be edited once finished. Wish me luck :)

#2 in short story on 20th July, 2017 Short in words, not in depths...

[28/04/2017 : #15] [23/05/2018 : #1 in lifequotes] ______________________________ Just a try to bring life to my passion for quotes and short stories! I guarantee you all will love it, so please show your appreciation by voting and commenting for any suggestions or improvements needed!❤ PS : neither directed or dedicated to anybody, nor is it about my life🙅🙇 ______________________________ Some of the treasurable ones: I am the promises you did not keep, the emotions that once ran down deep. We could have been together, but there were puddles of faith we could not leap. -------------------------------- It is both, A blessing and a curse, To feel everything, So very deeply. -------------------------------- Your flaws, Are not flaws, They are art to me. Started: 19/10/2016 》01/09/2017

A collection of microtales from different genres!! #16 in short story on 18/01/2017 ------------------------------------------------------- Microtales tell an entire story in just a few words and sometimes, the interpretation is left to the readers. Microfiction is one of the best ways to express the thought waves of the author in a simple, yet a very powerful way. Here goes my humble attempt to pen a few. Hope you'll like them :) I promise you would not get disappointed !! --------------------------------------------------------- ©Ramchanduri.