Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

Scene 1: "Can I have a drink with you?" He was sitting at the bar counter of one of the high-profile nightclubs when he heard a voice. He turned his face and eyed the woman standing there from head to toe. Gulping the remaining drink in one go, he put the glass on the counter with a thud. "No," he spat and left. Scene 2: A meeting was underway. Her focus was entirely on the presentation when she felt a hand on her thigh. She jerked up and slapped the person who dared to touch her, taking advantage of the dim lights in the presentation hall. "You bitch," the person said as everyone else stood up. The lights were turned on, but she cared less and slapped him hard again. "Get the hell out of my office, all of you," she roared in anger. "You will pay for this," another person said. Scene 3: "Ma'am, please, you've had enough," her P.A. pleaded, but she kept drinking. "You go, I'm fine," she said in a tone that made her P.A. fall silent. Knowing she couldn't say anything more, the P.A. left. Exhausted from drinking, she got up from the bar counter and, with uneven steps due to her drunken state, came out and walked towards her car. She tried to open the door, but a hand came, and everything went blank. Scene 4: "You rascal," she screamed, trying to free her hands, but it was in vain as they were tied with handcuffs. The man, busy filling a syringe, chuckled at her outburst and approached her while checking the injection. "Princess, abusive words don't suit you," he said, caressing her face. She turned her face away to escape his touch. "I'm not your princess, you scoundrel! Leave me," she shouted again, but he made a fake sad pout and gripped her arm tightly. "No, leave me," she tried to thrash around and shouted, but he stuffed a cloth in her mouth and injected her. "No," she screamed in a muffled tone. A tear of pain escaped from her eyes.

Zoya and Aditya are worlds apart but a chance encounter in a lift leaves them drawn to eachother like a moth to a flame. Now she's working for him, bumping into him everyday and brightening his usually dark days, it won't be long before sparks fly but often when sparks fly, someone gets burnt. Can Zoya and Aditya make it through the everyday office stresses to find something worth getting burnt for?

𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 In a world where love can be both. Beautiful or destructive force, the Raghuvanshi brothers hide behind the cold facade guarding their heart from the pain of love. "Just because you are my wife and we share a bed doesn't mean I'll be telling you every small detail of my day or life with you. Don't try to put your nose in my business I hate it. " -𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 "Next time you dare to threaten or scream at me, remember that I can give you plenty of reasons to scream my name, sweetheart," - 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 "I don't care brother or not ;if anyone dares to harm my wife shall face the strength of the Raghuvanshi name.As your husband be damned if I stand idly by when someone inflicts pain upon you" -𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 No matter how hard you try to shut love out, it always finds a way back in. Will the Raghuvanshi brothers open their hearts or keep running from it? ❝ Tangled threads ❞ is saga of love, loyalty, Revenge and the consequences.

BOOK 1 IN THE UNNECESSARY SERIES Aadish Arya never needed her, nor wanted her. But his father made this pact. The Alliance, which wouldn't just strengthen their ties but also elevate the only risk stopping them. For him, it's just a deal, just an unnecessary wife. Vanie Mehta has always dreamt of him, since the day she discovered hormones. He has always been the one. So,when she finds out the way out of her shithole family is to marry her childhood crush, she can't hide her excitement. She is all set for her love story, her romance. BUT WHAT WILL SHE DO WHEN SHE FINDS OUT, HE DOESN'T WANT HER?

(#1 Unwanted Series) ||Arranged Marriage Romance|| "Open it." She said in her commanding tone, as my hand made towards her 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 to open it, taking it off I kept it on the couch but soon I felt a leg on my chest that pressed my back on the couch, She again made an eye contact and signaled me to open her anklets. ..... Ayushman Singhania! The name itself can give chills to the once who know what he is capable of doing, a billionaire bachelor with a bitter past from which he doesn't want to move on but what happens when he again starts loving someone giving love another chance but the girl is none other than his own Arranged wife. Samriddhi Malhotra, A dominating Woman, self made millionaire who has a cold personality is living with a traumatic dark past no one knows about, she had built a strong facade over herself which her very own Husband is trying to break, will he be successful? Will she give him a chance? ..... "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞? 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐡𝐢. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨" "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄!" ..... 𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:- "𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐬"

[Completed] #1 in Romance (05-Jan-21) #1 in India (25-Apr-22) #5 in Humor (25-Mar-21) ❝For the world, it was a love marriage. But for them it was neither love nor arranged.❞ *** "Darling!" I barged into his room while he was busy in a conference. He quickly hung the call and turned to me. "What are you doing here?" "I live here too." "What are you wearing? Care to explain?" Black negligee! "To... make this night special. What do you say?" I moved close to him and slid my arms around his neck. His ears gained colour and he gulped hard. "Then, let's go by your plan!" Picking me off my feet, he carried me to my room and threw me on bed. His orbs were dark, filled with desire. He hovered over me and covered me tightly with comforter. "Bye bye..." He said and ran out. What the hell just happened? Why didn't the seduction card play on him? *** A romantic-comedy story of Ayaan and Divya. They've known each other from childhood; but as childhood enemies, bickering foes. One is happy-get-going while the other is serious and moody. Ever heard a story of a euphoric guy and a moody girl? Ayaan Chauhan is the CEO of one of the biggest conglomerate of India, A&C, while serious minded Divya Gupta is a CA in same. In school she was the beauty with brains while he was the handsome hunk who always scored an egg. But when he returns after nine years, the tables turned. They both never leave a chance to curse each other. When the egg and his pig are tied into a marriage due to a misunderstanding 一Will they both accept each other as partners or will just continue their childish fights? And, will love bloom between them? Get on to read their story and follow their love! *** Note: You're going on a ride filled with laughter, kisses & cuddles. Book is written in English, so non-Hindi readers can read it without any worry. Caution: You may fall in love with Ayaan through the story! 【150,000 - 200,000 words】 © 2020-21 Meteor Knight All Rights Reserved.

Sometimes we all become unwanted by someone we wanted the most. The pain, torture, suffering, anxiety, yearning we all go through is invisible to others. They will never know that we are trying our best to not get swayed away in the storms created by our destinies. So many secrets are hidden in the dark past that it feels like our hearts are caged and we will never get a chance to escape. The only thing we can do is endure and look forward to the new plans destiny has for us. But what if the plan is to destroy everything once again? __________________ "You know you are not allowed to walk out of this marriage before the contract is over. I can't let you go and if you still insist then let me remind you, the contract states you need to pay 5 crore rupees if you are the one who leaves before the termination period." Samrat clearly knows she can't fulfil the conditions for breaching the contract. "I was in this marriage because Meera saved my life and Inaya is her daughter. I was never here for money in the first place." "Aap yeh baat achi tarah se jante hai, lekin ab me yaha nahi rehna chahti or jo sab aj subha hua uska bad to bilkul nahi." Niharika was always thankful to Meera for saving her life and Inaya was the reason she agreed for this marriage. (You know this very well, but now I don't want to live here and not after what happened this morning) She was here for her but she knows she has to leave this marriage, her namesake husband and the little girl who calls her mother can never be truly hers. She fell in love with this little angel and her father but she knows she has always been unlucky in love and this time also she will be left with nothing at last. This marriage was bound to end in ashes and it will burn her completely at last.

•Abhiraaj Singh Rathore• The handsome and arrogant mafia billionaire. He is the king of business world as well as the mafia world. Cruel to everyone, caring to his family. He doesn't do love. •Mrunali Chauhan• Sweet, kind and caring. An epitome of beauty. Her smile can make anyone's day brighter. Caring to the ones she hold dear to her heart. Passionate about love. To her, love can make everything better. Both are tied in an arranged marriage. Can Mrunali make Abhiraaj believe in love? Or will Abhiraaj prove Mrunali's beliefs wrong? Read FALLING FOR YOU to know.

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."