𝐀 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 Meet the mysterious brothers: Hayaan, Sufiyaan, and Zeeshan - Their family's history is deeply rooted in the country, and their influence is unmatched. As the richest landowners, and belong to political sides their wealth is a quiet fact, a hint at their immense power. To the public, they appear as a united and perfect family, bound by love, loyalty, and power. They seem happy, charming, and kind, and everyone wants to be like them. But look closer, and cracks appear. Their trusty facade hides secrets and lies. Rumors of scandals, hidden plans, and old rivalries threaten to upset their delicate balance of power. As tensions rise, the brothers face a turning point. Will their family's power weaken, or will they keep their secrets hidden? Can their bond survive the truth, or will their dynasty crumble? Enter a world of luxury, deceit, and political games. The three brothers hold the keys to its future. But at what cost? Get ready to untangle the secrets of the most powerful family in the land. The truth is about to be revealed, and it will leave you breathless."

When italian mafia falls in love with an indian singer The sound of his phone ringing makes me back away as I look at his phone lying on his bed. But he grips my jaw forcing me to look back at him. "Focus on me." He says as his lips starts peppering kisses along my jaw. "But your phone..." "Leave it." He says his voice having that timber making me more wet. He places a kiss at the junction of my neck and shoulder. I sigh and lean into him enjoying this way too much. His hand holding me up moves down and cups my ass while the other grazes my breast ever so lightly in a feather touch. I bite my lip to stop my moan threating to escape as he continues his ministrations, moving his fingers lightlty around my nipple making them hard as now they can be felt through the clothing. ........................................ He didn't knew her name nor did he saw her face. All he heard was her mesmerizing voice. The voice which had the power to soothe him, to make his thoughts still and his heart skip a beat. That's how beautiful her voice was and after hearing her all he wanted was to have her for him, to have her sing only for him. She lit a dark desire in him which made him yearn for her without even knowing anything about her.

The sky was painted dark.Very Dark with no bright stars.A gush of wind swirled past us making me inhale softly.The large man besides me leaned against the iron railing.His eyes fixed ahead of us as if seeing something that I couldn't. A lone tear slid down my cheek as I brushed it off rather harshly.Finding my voice I spoke softly remembering a distinct and beautiful memory, "After you left I once asked Mama when you would come back.She stayed silent for a minute and then she answered that when you'll miss me you'll be back" Another tear rolled down my cheek and this time I didn't brush it.My light brown eyes stared at his handsome face, seeing him look down at this hands.His face constricting into something I could not decipher. "And I was a fool to believe her that day because now I know I was the only one waiting. " My words were bitter but I whispered softly. Turning around I left leaving the man to his own thoughts. I loved and now I've lost myself in the lands of love. ... From a very young age Shahwar Nawaz Khan has heard only one name.Her groom's name.Salah Khan's name.And since then she has loved him unconditionally.But not all golden dreams come true. Little did Shahwar know that when her world will collide with the one she has loved, her life will turn upside down.Fighting a battle with fire in which she herself had to burn. A story that will take you to a roller coaster ride of emotions and to the land of love.So get ready with a box of tissue papers. Spiritual# 8 -29th Sep 2020 Spiritual# 4 -27th Sep 2020 Spiritual# 5- 4th Oct 2020 Spiritual# 6- 5th Oct 2020 Spiritual# 5- 29th Nov 2020 Spiritual# 2- 30th Nov 2020

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐤𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐤𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐝𝐚𝐫 . . . "𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞... But what about his promises to her? Will he break them-or break her?" . A short story. . 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟔.𝟎𝟏.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 | 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟗.𝟎𝟔.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

In a powerful and influential Chinese family, the biological daughter is neglected and emotionally abandoned after a girl who once saved their parents is adopted. The family showers love and respect on the adopted daughter while forgetting their own. As years pass, the biological daughter finally leaves the family, but secrets unfold, and her quiet strength and journey transform everything.

--- Inaya and Zain were cousins - Inaya being the daughter of Zain's phuppo (paternal aunt). Despite the familial connection, they were never particularly close growing up. Zain had always been distant, reserved in nature, never letting anyone too close, and Inaya, with her soft-hearted and observant self, had always noticed him from afar. Maybe it was. admiration, maybe a childhood crush - whatever it was, it remained unspoken. Fate, however, had its own plans. One day, they found themselves bound together in the sacred bond of nikah. It was a sudden turn of events, driven more by family pressure than personal choice - especially in Zain's eyes. To him, it was a forced marriage, an obligation rather than a desire. For Inaya, it was confusing. Her silent feelings now stood face-to-face with harsh reality. __

𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆...𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂. __________________________________________ |● 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐍𝐈×𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐌 In a world where power whispers louder than screams & silence kills, Where the walls have the stories that are meant to be hidden, Where some vows are made in blood. Some in shadows, he sat on the throne. The throne born of ruin. And she-unseen, unheard, unwanted-was the only one who ever looked him in the eye... and didn't look away. She didn't belong to him. But she wasn't hers anymore either. He wanted to drag her into his world, Ruin her with his silence, Mark her where no one else could see. And yet, he stood there-cold, controlled, burning. Because the ache wasn't the worst part. The fact that he liked it was. Two unseen souls. One forced bond. And a storm no one saw coming. #2nd book in "His Bride" Series. ●Started on 3rd October. ROY♡

1968..ᝰ.ᐟ "Once you adored the veil..learn to keep your eyes down not ahead. For centuries woman in this country have been duped and this con is know as A respectful girl" "Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid above" ꫂ❁ वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी𓂃 Journey of a young lady who was passionate about being self reliant in 90s era however destiny whispered something which could not help but tied her in such circumstances which let her identity carry surname of a man who was prominent criminal lawyer of prayagraj ( Uttar pardesh) One was calm breeze of night which rolled out calmness sense in body While other one was storm of night whose gaze is enough for piercing veins in terror. What would happen if their perspective on flames of life would clashed in holy relationship of marriage and let give rise of new fire of alien emotion, situation and condition.... Chiefly will Mrinalini Mishra be able to cherish her life moments while ascending stairs of success or would cease her thoughts on being self depended just because of new stage of life which leads to an unknown place.. ✧ He was devotee of lord shiv While She was devotee of lord krishn.. ࣪ ִֶ˚🦢⋆ ⋆ Hai utna hi khoobsurat Meri zindagi me aap ka jitna jitna Banaras ke ghat se ganga ka takrana... || 18+ As this book deals with crimes, dowry harrasment, adult themes and other such things || { Not so typical tale where she faces domestic violence and weeps - He is a man who worships feminine essence ..} Cotton saree × Kashmiri Shawl...🌙 "𝑮𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊 𝑨𝒂𝒑 𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒂 𝒅i.

Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)

1 in #India 12 in #arrangedmarriage "You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him. "I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin. "Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return. * Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand. But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn. As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness. #1 in chicklit #1 in forcedrelationship