Warning : "THE STORY IS NOT MINE". You may find it @MTL. Just saving it here so I can minimize the use of my datas for my reading at leisure time. Thank you. Ctto : @MTLNovel.Com; Author : Mo Qianyi Prologue : She is a cultivator from other world. She is skilled in refining an alchemy, talisman formation, and have...
Story of an average looking indian girl fighting with her own demons until our hero enters She has insecurities which she couldn't share with others.... He came to her as a remedy. He was used to live alone..... She came to him like a gentle breeze and showed him her love. It was not an easy journey for them...
Lenora did not have a wonderful life. After her engagement to Prince Ronan is broken, she loses everything... her reputation, her home, and her family. Starving on the streets, she dies angry and bitter at how her life unfolded... Only to wake up in her old bed, fifteen again, five years before she died. Now she must...
"She is the epitome of selflessness." . . Dedicated to all the beautiful Women who have sacrificed their happiness for their loved ones!
Lekha is an orphan who has quite a fascination for all things connected with Rajasthan(India). The fascination comes to life as she is pulled into the century when the Mughals and Rajputs are in a tussle over Rajwara (Rajasthan of today). The story is from the point of view of a spectator who although involved still c...
This is Vaishali's journey. The mere thought of being accused of Lekha's murder fills Vaishali's heart with dread. On one side she would be safe from all accusations but might just end up leading what 'she' thinks is a boring lifestyle. On the other end, juvenile detention and being marked as a criminal for life was...
BOOK 2 in the UNCONDITIONALLY SERIES |ONGOING| "When you light a candle, you also cast a Shadow"- Ursula K. Le Guin Suzzanah Winters does not know what to expect when she first lands in Dublin with her mate and comrades. In a quest to retrieve not one but TWO important people, she knows that they must be prepared to...
•completed• When I was six, Baba had got me my first doll. I vividly remember her, my best friend. I had named her Sameera, she had huge eyes and wore a red bridal outfit, I would play with her all the time and one day I wed her off, wed her to another doll. But now that I had grown up, I knew that wedding someone wa...