❝𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞ ‧⋆☾𓃦☽⋆‧ For Lycans, Selene was the wilderness, the creator, and the pulse of raw power. Abraxas was the consciousness, the preserver, and the source of all cosmos. Selene gave them their beasts and mates. Abraxas gave them the harmony with their wild blood and the ability to recognize their destined halves. Valerius Kronhjól didn't know whether he was blessed by them or cursed by them. He was the Valdr Dýra. The only Keeper of Ørichor in thousands of years. More powerful than any Alpha King lores remembered. He was history in the making. Yet he was cursed. Or so he believed for 300 years - until he saw her. Human. Fragile. His to protect. And the only one who could bring him down to his knees.

When my Dad told me his best friend was finally returning back to his hometown, I expected him to be someone who got me bored with a word, not the one who got me wet with a look. I expected him to be someone I would rather ignore, not the one whose fantasies I pleasured myself to. I expected him to be an addition to my Dad's drinking group, not the one I'd prefer to eat me out. I expected him to be someone my Dad went out with, not the one who brought home my college bestie. More or less, I expected him to be an uncle, never my hottest-ever one night stand. ~• ⁠༶⁠ •~ Book #1 of Mr. Vincenzo Duology. Formerly, Mr. Vincenzo, with 700k+ reads. Deleted twice because people love it a little too much to become obsessed.

Book #2 of Mr. Vincenzo Duology. Please read only after you have read Book #1: Honey & Sin. Book #2 is a continuation that cannot be understood without context from Book #1. ~• ⁠༶⁠ •~ Storms leave destruction in their wake, or so I believed. She came into my life like a storm-all consuming, overwhelming, and disrupting everything I once knew. But she wasn't chaos. She was cosmos. Rain and sunshine together. A storm that lit up my world with life again.

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

If you wany to read a sweet and cute story between a professor and his student, this one is for you. In the quiet corners of an university, where books whispered secrets and time moved a little slower, a gentle story unfolds between two unlikely hearts.

In a small busy town, where life moves slow and love hides behind shy glances, Arjun and Tulsi are brought together by an arranged marriage neither fully expected. He's a soft-spoken office manager who believes silence says more than words. She's a gentle pre-school teacher who finds peace in caring for others but never herself. Sometimes love doesn't arrive with fireworks. It sits beside you, offers you tea, and asks how your day was.

Book 1 of Tangled Hearts series "ℒℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒾𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝓉 ℯ𝒶𝓈𝓎 ℯ𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎ℴ𝓊" ......................................................... Kavya stood there, her fingers nervously playing with the edge of her bag as she gathered every bit of courage she had. The world around her felt oddly quiet, like everything had paused just for this moment. Kabir looked at her, really looked this time. His calm expression didn't change much, but there was something unreadable in his eyes-something that made her heart beat even faster. "I'm Kavya," she said softly, her voice a little shaky but warm. "You probably know... I sit at the last bench." A small breeze passed between them, lifting a few strands of her hair. She didn't move them away this time. "I just wanted to ask you something," she added, holding his gaze now, even though it felt difficult. Kabir didn't interrupt. He just watched her, quiet and attentive. "I like you," she said, almost like a secret slipping out. "Like... really like you." Kabir's fingers tightened slightly around the cycle handle. His eyes shifted, just for a moment, like he was thinking of something far away. Kavya waited. The wind slowed. The noise of the street faded. It felt like the whole world was holding its breath with her. And then, Kabir opened his mouth to say... ............................................................ Tangled Heart is a cute romantic story where a girl named Kavya has fallen in love with a cold hearted nerd called Kabir. To know what fate has been written in their life, read the story.

A forced marriage under protection, A young woman with dreams, soft adult romance, and chaotic desi families. Akshay Malhotra- A 26-year-old protective IPS officer, who's caring and soft personality is masked by his sarcastic and tough demeanor. He has never believed in love until he marries his wife Aaravi, under extenuating circumstances to protect her. Aaravi Patil- A 21-year-old IAS aspirant, who strives to follow in her deceased father's footsteps and devote her life to serving her country. She's brave, fearless, and doesn't hesitate to speak her mind. She oftentimes uses humour to mask her inner turmoil and problems. Always fiercely independent, things change for her when she's forced to marry her father's previous officer, Akshay.

Shivansh and Ruhanika were tied an arranged marriage. She did not have any expectations from the marriage while He was not ready to accept her.....both were stuck in the past. She thought He was just like them and He thought He will lose her just like every loved one. Join them in the journey of love, trust and respect and see how she becomes his peace in the chaotic surroundings and he becomes her saviour from those real life nightmares. *100% original work...

Set in 1970s This story is set in 1970s of a village in India . Shiv Sarkar. An elder son , a widower and father of a one year old son. A 32 year old CA owning a firm, completely different route then his father. _____________ Shreelata sarkar , daughter in law of Sarkaar family. A young, scared widow. She is 19 he is 32 . Two broken people forced into the bond of marriage. ------------------ As this story is set in 1970s there are things, situations, way of life that were common in that time but unacceptable in today's time. This is my own original work. Don't dare to copy. Mature content. Soo don't read if uncomfortable in anyway . Just don't come here and say anything. You are all free to drop this book right here if not interested. Peep into know more.