I met a girl six years back. She was everything I thought I never wanted. But how incredibly wrong was I? But one day she left. Just like that. For a moment I felt like I had her, I felt like I had this future I never dared to imagine before. I felt wrong because days become weeks and months become years but I never found her. Who could have thought that the woman I have been desperately looking for, the woman who promised to marry me will be sitting in front of me as my business partner? "When you decided to run away 6 years ago you should have stayed hidden. Because you are so fucked, Mara." Marilyn Harrison is a lady of secrets. When every night she locked herself in the room and tried so hard to cry silently some of those tears were not for her family but rather for someone else. But one day she came out of that room wearing a black dress and the darkest shade of red lipstick. Since then we never saw Marilyn shed a single tear until...now. She refused therapy. She accepted the pain. She didn't want the pain to go away. But maybe they were wrong. Wrong that everything that she cared about is long gone because this man who stood in front of them is holding a string of her heart that her mind is fighting so hard to abandon. Read the story of two business typhoon fighting their way to get what they deserve while facing their twisted history. Is it fate which bought them together after six-year or an omen? This story entirely belongs to me. You better not copy it. WARNINGS🛑 Contains mature scenes Sexual abuse, rape, physical violence are depicted in this stories. (Read it at you own risk.)

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE with an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios coming to Tubi. Stay tuned for film release updates! In the meantime, read the original story that inspired the film. KISSING IS THE EASY PART is published by Wattpad Books. Please order from the link in my profile. *** Being beautiful might as well be Flora Morgan's only talent. Some of the words she hates include economy class, second-hand clothes, and budget. She likes fashion, dating, not being on time and getting what she wants - until she meets Sean, who is like the clock striking midnight; he erases all her magic power. He is as mature and sophisticated as the dark roasted coffee he drinks, while she is like a lollipop: colorful, dazzling on the outside but empty calories and artificial sweeteners on the inside. The attraction is instant, but getting a kiss is only the first step. To keep their fire burning, they must accept each other's differences and decide if what they're building is strong enough to survive trials, jealousy, expectations, and the fear of becoming someone they no longer recognize.

"If you didn't love me in the first place then you shouldn't have married me." She said, her heart sinking knowing that she didn't have a place in his heart. "Do you think I wanted to?" He spoke, turning his face to the side looking at her over his shoulder. "If it wouldn't have been for Zain then I wouldn't have ever!." He stated. She didn't knew how she could muster up so much courage to stride towards him and turn him by holding his hands as she made him face her. Standing on her tiptoes she was a bit his level as she caught hold of his collars. "Tell me you're lying. Tell me that it wasn't just for Zain. Tell me you're doing this because you're angry with me. Tell me that's it's all a lie!" She exclaimed at the end, her tears rolling down her cheeks freely. He looked at her for a second before he caught her hands which were on his collar and removed them, and holding her wrist, he turned it behind her back as he fiercely pulled her closer to him, his eyes staring deep into her. "Even if I am, you have lost the right to ask me that." He stated coldly. "Why!" She exclaimed. "Why did you behave so sweet with me all this time, when you had already planned to end this relation. Why did you filled this void life of mine with happiness and joy. You should have just let me be!" Her eyes held the anger and pain which her heart was feeling. "Just to let you know how it feels to be betrayed." With that said, he let go of her and moved back. *** The only things that mattered in Shumail Ibrahim's life were his friends and his work. His life was pretty normal until she entered his life. He met her suddenly just like that and with just a single look he had fallen for her deeply. Everything seemed magical and to anyone who saw them happy together seemed it was destiny that brought them together. But was it really destiny that played it's game or the mastermind was actually someone else?? Find out in Dear Shumail...Please try to forgive me.

Twenty-three year old, Beth writes a love letter to her long-time crush, L. She explains why she loves him and takes him down memory lane. ------ { #ToAllTheBoysContest } { Word Count: 478 } { Photo by rawpixel on Unsplash } { Ranked #6 in ToAllTheBoysContest }

After the accident, Noah Archer built a wall around himself. But Riley Dawson is curious about him, and she's determined to meet the man behind his defenses. ***** Riley Dawson has always noticed Noah. He was the most popular guy on campus, until he lost his parents in a car accident. Now he's withdrawn and silent. Mustering up the courage to give her condolences, the two end up talking, and Riley grows determined to help Noah find himself again. Every time she coaxes a smile from him, she can feel the ice around his heart melting. But Riley knows that Noah's loss is still close to him. She's opening up her heart, but can Noah do the same? He's got so much to lose, but now, so does she. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

He slowly strides his feet to where I stand. My heart beat rapidly increases for some reason. He comes forth and I instantly stride backwards. Before he could stop, I stop as I reach the wall. He leans forward, "don't get too happy. This is to see how much you are affected by our proximity." I push him away lightly. "You can't come near me. This was not part of our deal," I try to snap back but my voice didn't carry that effect. He has no right to know about my sudden increasing pulses. "You are my wife," he defends. I scoff at his words. Wife? Yeah right! Ignoring him, I walk around him to sit on the sofa. But before I could fully sit, he pulls my arm harshly and I collide with his body. He narrows his eyes at me, I stare back in his eyes; I could see anger. "Don't you ever ignore me," he says as he twists my arm. I try to jerk my arm away but his hold is just too tight. "Let me go...you are hurting me," I manage to whisper as I moan in pain. He still doesn't loosen his grip. "Zachariah!" With my other hand, I push him away as hard as I could. He falls back a little but since my other arm is in his grasp, he drags me along him and together we fall backwards on the sofa, my head bumps against his chest. My heart beat increases because of our proximity. I try to get up but he pulled me back on him. My hair loosely coming off from my bun. I stay still as he looks at me, my eyes wandering everywhere but at him. He pulls my chin with his finger up to his face level; my heart knew no bounds as it started to thump more loudly. My eyes focuses on his eyes as we continue to stare at each other. With his hand on my chin, he moves up to slowly caress my cheek and in return i shut my eyes as my cheeks become red from blushing. "You are blushing," he whispers. My eyes shot open as I hear exactly what I didn't want him to know; me being affected by him. UPDATES EVERY MONDAY

"What are you doing here?!" his yell, not any less than a roar, breaks the utter silence, "I had warned you not to wander around in any of my rooms!" Not only my words but, I think, my soul might have departed as well as I stand motionless, staring at his burning eyes with my terrified eyes. I want to run away but, it seems like, my body couldn't understand the orders of my brain. "Why are you snooping around in my private work space?" he accuses, gripping his hand tighter around my forearms. Like reality hitting me hard, I dare to jerk my arm away, slightly bewildering him. "I-I was j-just looking a--" "You want to know what I do?!" he yells, stepping a little closer to my liking, "I am a ruthless man, woman. A gangster. Mafia." As I was registering this confession in my brain, I don't know how, why, and from where but he takes a gun out, pointing at my forehead. "And I will be more than happy to prove it," he casually remarks with no shame or even hesitation lacing his words. --------------- GENTLEMAN - "a not so gentle gentleman." Ammar Asim Mir, the gangster. Mahira just Mahira, the captive. And as a poet once said, "it left A mark. Every word, Every moment, Every sigh and Every half smile. It left A mark." - d.j Turkish man-Pakistani girl

Emily Willows longs for passion, but only with the man of her dreams: the brilliant and dashing Edward Jones. If only her oblivious, dreaming neighbour can stop with all his gentlemanly-ness and just pin her into the nearest solid obstacle available. And then, perhaps encircle her whimpering body into the solid rippling confines of his warmth to show her the greatest pleasure of being alive and breathing, and moaning beneath his- But no, he would not. He could not-he would not even want to. As they've been best friends for, well- ever. And life as Emily knows was already over when the fates showed her the blandest stars in the already sinking cargo of her unrequited love life- by producing the gorgeous product of her gender, as opposed to her own mediocre Tomboy self, the one who'd bring shame to even the finest cream of their species. Lara Williams. It was hard to pretend not to predict what happened after she crossed paths with Edward and yet even harder to pretend that the man of hot blood, desires and virility such as him would not succumb to her charms, and even go as far as to fall in love with her. While it was no secret Emily would rather run away than to stay by Edward's side as a supportive friend as he sees her to be, or rather expects her to be, it becomes extremely challenging for her when he provides her to bear the responsibility of their friendship by asking her the biggest favour he could ever ask. The one favour she was sure no friend would ever ask their own. The one she was sure to lose herself to. The one she knew she shouldn't say yes to. But it would indeed be the one to make her crazy all the way. Oh, dammit, all to hell. __ [ 𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ] ➵𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 "𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞" 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲'𝐬 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗, 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐇

"An eternal love like Romeo and Juliet" Fate's cruelest games had separated them from each other. Can Fate also be the means of their reunion? A heart touching love story which began in Somerset, one summer, fourteen years ago . Fate brings back the lovers together again. This time, sealing their fates together, forever in marriage. Will they be able to rekindle their love again? Will their sparks fly in the summer of countryside? --------------------------------------------------------------- "Somerset sings the tune of summer love" "One summer is not enough to fall in love" Take a walk with me in Somerset and join me in this exciting journey to see two people falling madly in love with each other. A beautiful evergreen love story. ----------------------------------------------------------------- A Cinderella meets Pride and Prejudice retelling. Cover- Bradford_bad_gurl1 Trailer: Lucaya Trash Trailer: Lindsey Rain Editor: @Amphia234 Cover by- @MichelleManisha New cover- @mahreen97 Former cover- @latoniamiller

️"I don't want this!!! " I said. "What?!!" He asked somewhat shocked. "I mean...I don't want this Marriage!!! " I said. "And why don't you want this marriage?" he asked calmly. I remained silent not knowing how to answer him. Suddenly he shouted -- "Then why the hell did you waste my precious time!!" He glared at me. "Why did I even come to meet this stupid girl?!!!" he muttered slowly. But I heard that which made me boil in anger. "You are saying as if I'm dying to meet you!!! Do you think you are the only one whose time is wasted?" With that I started leaving the garden furiously but suddenly I was pulled into a hard chest. I slowly looked up to see two brown orbs staring at me!!! "How dare you talk to me like that? Do you even know who I am?!" *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* Meet Krithika Sen....A Junior Doctor, who is a Young, beautiful and Responsible woman who prioritize her family first.She has great ambitions and She strives hard to achieve them 'UNTIL'.... Meet Hruday Aurora....A Successful Well Reputed Young Doctor, who is a little bit (?) Egoistic, Somewhat Arrogant..who don't give importance to anything other than his work UNTIL... UNTIL WHAT?!!! To know that... Read the story right now... ;) *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* Hey guys!!!!❤❤❤ This is our first story. So don't mind our mistakes. Hope you enjoy our story🤗 #1 in Doctors⚕ #1 in Wattpadindia #1 in yourstoryindia #1 in indian💖 #5 in Romance on 15/5/18. #1 in Romedy hot list. #2 in Possessive