Untying her the man said, "I got what I wanted you may go back wherever you want" "Do you think they will accept me after everything you have done?" she said giving a vengeful look. "What was my fault? Why do you destroy my life?" she screamed. "Your fault is that you are that man's daughter" he said coldly holding her chin with one hand. . . . Sarfaraaz Talukder Rayan, son of an ex politician is a businessman with secrets. He has nourished an ocean of vengeance from his childhood for an army person. The aim of his life is to destroy that man's dignity and snatch away happiness from his life. Tania Shafiq Hussein, daughter of Major Shafiq Hussein, is a medical student, an epitome of innocence. She is the apple of the eyes of the whole family. . . . What will happen when Tania's peaceful life is destroyed by Sarfaraaz, who makes her hated by her own family, her father who loved him more than anything. How does she help him heal despite being destroyed by him? Will love ever bloom between them or they just remain as enemies?

~𝓐𝓹𝓷𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞. . . . . 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐗 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (Check Prologue)

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 ᴀʙʜɪᴍᴀᴀɴ: ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀʜᴀɴᴀ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇʀɪꜱʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴛɪʟʟ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. ɪ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴇᴀʀʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴡʜʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ? ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɪᴅ. ᴀʜᴀɴᴀ: ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ, ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ, ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱ- ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ʟɪᴘꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ, ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀɪꜱᴛ, ɴᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ. This story contains Mature and abusive contents and many things like this which might triggered you so read at your own risk because i will not gonna tolerate any judgement about my characters. If you are sensitive then leave this book. Chapter 1+ 2 are combined

Set in the 1980s in a small village of Rajasthan, where traditions hold power and choices are not a privilege for women, this is the story of Yugveer and Paridhi-two souls bound by a marriage arranged by their families. With a 11 year age gap and lives shaped by duty rather than love, will their bond remain one of obligation, or will fate weave something deeper between them? Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and does not depict real events, people, or societal views. It reflects a time when choices were limited for women but is meant for storytelling purposes only. This story contains some mature themes recommended for 18+ users only. If this theme does not align with your preferences, you are welcome to skip this story-but please refrain from leaving hate comments.

𝐆𝐮𝐫𝐮 × 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 | 𝟑𝟒 × 𝟐𝟑 "How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

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#2 in The Shaktawat Sisters | Completed Avantika Kanwar Shaktawat x Garv Singh Chauhan • • He falls for her when his best friend mentions her name during his final year of college life. He was unaware how she looks and how she speaks until he met her at a wedding. He waited for 10 years as she was too young to understand the concept of love. After years, he is arrested in the murder case of a famous music director. Destiny makes him face her as she is one of the members of the investigation team. He loves her and she refuses to fall for him as she believes he is an immature guy in the body of a grown up man.

After getting betrayed in love, the happy bubbly soul Diya turned cold and lost trust. She started working at her father's office and tries to forget the past by spending more time on her bike. She is busy in her life unaware of a secret world, and mysterious Alpha yearning for her in the woods, living across seas. Alpha Adrian had lost hope and accepted his fate of being a lone wolf. His life is busy running his pack and business in the human world in disguise. Lord Moon had different plans it seemed when he decided to collide these broken souls. The whole world goes blurry when Adrian's burning gaze land on Diya. He is left intoxicated and the only word that comes out of his system is 'Mine'. ~~~~~ I tugged at her arm, and she stumbled into my chest. She smelled strongly of delicious rich chocolates. I craved to taste every inch of her when she was just inches away. "You want me to prove you?" my words came out much rude. "Your actions already did..." Her eyes radiated anger. She swiftly twisted her arm around mine and gripped my wrist. Whoa- Her nails were digging into my skin, marking me. "Kinky much" I smirked watching her blood rushing to her cheeks as she was fuming red. Hot as fire. Hearing my comment she let go of my arm but caught me off guard as she pulled me closer by grabbing my tie. "And don't you bloody ever dare touch me like that!" Her tone was deadly cold, which rather turned me on more. I just couldn't hold my smug grin to which she shook her head in disbelief. Yanking my tie, she walked off. Oh, lord moon! "See you soon, my human mate" I mumbled on her back while watching her silhouette disappear in the crowd. ♦♦♦♦♦ #2 werewolf (9april'24) #2 billionaire (9april'2024) #1 humanmate (25nov'21) #1 obsessed (30dec'21) #1 hotalpha (17sept'22) #1 werewolflovestory (17sept'22) Cover by - aditi_ad

At 19, life has given Aislinn Nox many things, most of them she never wanted. Like dead parents at the age of six. Scars. A slaughtered pack. Nightmares. To be forced to live with humans. Thirteen years of hell. A new name. An old legacy. All of them are hers, all of them have broken her, but none of that will matter when she finally gets the one thing she desires: revenge. For five years she has been planning her revenge for the brutal murder of her parents, and the vicious slaughter of her entire pack. And for five years, it has been all that she has lived for. And nowhere, in those neat little plans did she included a pack, friends, a mate she could never deserve, or remembering everything and everyone she lost. But life is cruel. And rarely do we get what we want. . . Kaiden Salvatori is the first born son of Alpha Sergio Salvatori, who thought he had life all figured out. He was easily learning the ropes of the family business, taking over his roles both in the pack as Alpha, as well in the corporate world as a powerful CEO. It was all simple and predictable, boring even. But that all changes in a single night when he happens to stumble across a she-wolf being hunted on his territory, discovering that not only is she a rogue herself but that she also happens to be his mate. . . In that one fateful encounter everything changes. Lies will be uncovered. Truths revealed. Enemies exposed. When secrets and betrayals come, both Kaiden and Aislinn will be forced to choose; what are they willing to give up, and what they are prepared to fight for. Fate has destined them for each other, but sometimes even that just isn't enough. ©The Lost One (2015)