𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 ✰─── ✻✻─-─✰ Living with hidden scars is a silent symphony of pain, a dance in shadows. Then, suddenly someone appears and cages you, wrapping chains around your wounded soul, turning your desire for escape into a haunting reality of confinement. ❆ In his darkened soul, her presence is an unwelcome light, yet now a haunting solace. Obsession ignites within him, a consuming flame so fierce he'd set the world ablaze, all for the chance to possess her completely, nothing matters to him not even her consent. ✴✼✴ "I hate you." she whispered Her defiance, though faint, cut through the heavy air, a final stand against the man who had just bound her life to his with twisted vows. Ekaksh heard it, but his expression remained unmoved, his obsession too deep, too dark, to be shaken by her hatred. Without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms, cradling her lifeless form as he walked toward the car. To the world, she was now his wife To her, he was nothing less than her captor. _____________ 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? _________________________________________

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆ This story is not standalone. It is based on a character from another story. It's about a girl who has been overshadowed by her sister's beauty but has managed to keep herself from turning bitter. She has suffered enough-now it's time for her to find happiness. The first book is Khushi: His Lawless Love.

He ruined her life. Now she's wearing his last name. One reckless night. One shattered body. One forced marriage. Captain Aryan Rathore was days away from marrying the love of his life until a crash made him the villain in someone else's story. Avni Parmar was a fire on stage. Now, she's a prisoner in his mansion... and his bed. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But desire doesn't follow rules. Mrs. Rathore is a sizzling, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with betrayal, obsession, and a love that shouldn't exist but refuses to die.

Alexander Storm. A man who understood only the language of business, he considered everything a business deal except for his family. For his siblings he could use any twisted way to get them what they wanted even if the way was far from mortality and ethics. And by using twisted ways of his he again did something for his brother which crashed his well planned life with an innocent yet hot headed woman. Serenity Gomez. She gritted her teeth glaring at the smirking man who knew she wouldn't deny this offer. "Not everything is a business deal Mr. Storm, some relationships are more than that!" The man chuckled benting his face a bit down staring right in her eyes. "Yes, but you forgot one thing," He whispered letting his smirk widen. "I don't have that relationship with you. You're nothing for me." That's the exact words he wished to keep yet he couldn't. SPIN OFF EX-WIFE CONTAINING ALEXANDER STORM'S SIDE STORY

The Samrat of GANGGHOR has already reached his early age of thirty yet the position of his Samragyi was still empty. Even though the ministers of the royal court persuaded to claim the throne of Samragyi by sending their precious daughters in the ShtriMahal of the Palace hoping their daughters could win Samrat's love and favour, but all the intention fell into empty well. No matter what they do, they couldn't force the heavenly ruler to change his mind. When the ShtriMahal started to fell in chaos finding the mistress has become necessary. But who can read Samrat's mind? On the day of Samrat's Birthday ceremony, few assassins invaded the happy hour and turned it upside down. The assassin who attacked Samrat was caught yet this is not the end. The Devilish man wanted to punish the assassin himself but the situation was beyond his expectations.The assassin has the feminine figure with alluring beauty which caught Samrat's attention. He wanted to cage the assassin in his palace and he proposed a proposal. A Barbaric Proposal which is about to change the entire history of Gangghor.

#1 in Romance (23.05.20) A WATTPAD ROMANCE FEATURED STORY. "So the kiss was just a mistake?" "Yes." she nodded her head as if just the words weren't enough for him to understand. He looked at her for a moment and then turned around and started to walk away. She let out a sigh of relief as now finally there was some distance between them but then he suddenly turned around and with his hands on either side of her head on wall she was trapped. Again! -------- He likes control. She is uncontrollable with an equally uncontrollable imagination. He hates disobedience. She never obeys...atleast not without a fight or asking her thousand and one questions. He is punctual. She is always late...but never more than 5 minutes. So what would happen when this workaholic business tycoon, Liam Richardson would cross paths with a beautiful and feisty Evangeline Rose. Sparks are bound to fly with humour in the air. An office romance. A roller coaster ride of laughter, anxiety, questions, answers, love, separation and union. Word count : 67, 954 approx. Beautiful cover designed by @MilkweedSinthesky started on: 26 April '20 Completed on: 19 June '20

"Let go of me...!" she said struggling in his painful grip at her wrists, he pinned at her back. "Then stay away from me...!" he said through his greeted teeth. "I don't want to even breath in the same air where you breathing Mr self obsessed malhotra...!" she spat back with boiling words. "You are a murderer...!" She clenched her fists at her back as keeping herself from punching him. "Im not here to prove my innocence...!" his chilling laugh sliced through her soul. "I don't want to see your face...!" she said looking deep in his chocolaty eyes which were holding her prisoner. "Feelings are mutual miss fiance, so never ever cross my way...!" his words were initiated by hate. Next moment he pushed her away causing her to fall at bed. Giving her last glare full of agony he left the room. "I don't know it's my destiny or justice but one thing I know, I hate you manik malhotra, I hate you from bottom of my heart...!" she let a lone tear to slip from her eyes while rubbing her wrists to ease pain of his finger marks. --------------- want to read how just one justice brought two souls together and living together forever became their destiny...!!!!

This is the sequel of the book 'Angel's Brute'. It starts from one and a half years after Manik flew away to Manhattan with Nandini and Rishav. However, have their lives changed? Has the brute become sane or his obsession for his angel has increased more? Is Nandini safe in his brute's paradise or she is caged? Has Manik got involved in the mafia world or has his friendship with Aryamaan turned bitter due to some cause? Who are Cabir and Dhruv and what are their secrets? To know all these, peep inside the pages. It will be another roller coaster ride for Manan with twists of mafia, suspense, hidden obsession and of course intense romance.

"𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬. 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫" 𝐌 𝐀 𝐍 𝐈 𝐊 𝐌 𝐀 𝐋 𝐇 𝐎 𝐓 𝐑 𝐀 - 𝐈'𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥! 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐍 𝐀 𝐍 𝐃 𝐈 𝐍 𝐈 𝐌 𝐔 𝐑 𝐓 𝐇 𝐘 - 𝐈'𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥!𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚.𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬.𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭-𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝.𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦.𝐍𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐞𝐬.𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐲.𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐥