BOOK 4 IN THE MARRIAGE & REVENGE SERIES

Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?

A story where revenge turns into a sinister obsession. Burhan kidnapped Alizeh to take her life to avenge on his dead father. But he couldn't succeed. Every time he attempted to kill her, her scarred breaths and whimpers drew him towards her only for him to end up marrying her but with just one purpose- ruining her completely. *** "For me, for you and for our love," He whispered, giving life to the match stick. The dim glow slightly illuminated the darkened room. The reflection of the fire visible in his green eyes. The smell of alcohol and acid was flooded in the room. She was on the floor, trying to crawl away from him. Her fearful doe eyes flickering between the match stick and his devilish eyes. "Please, no." She uttered in a barely audible voice, shaking her head in negative. She knew he was going to fire up the room. The next second, the burning match was thrown on the floor. The acid quickly picked up the fire as the rise of an inferno began. His tall entourage now completely visible as the fire continued to create light in the darkness. He took small, calculated step towards her only for her to crawl away from him in an utterly panicked state. But before she could go behind further, he reached her, squatted down to her level and threaded his finger in her locks. Jolting her head forward, he stared directly in her eyes. "Alizeh." he pushed aside a strand of hair away from her face, "I want to make love to you," He whispered with a note of finality, and placed his lips on hers as the fire continued to light up the room around them.

He is not mine. He never was. My heart lived in a delusional world thinking he felt something for me. Did I mistook his care for love ? Was I wrong ? Was I wrong when I saw the flames of possession dance in his eyes when I was informed of my admirer ? Was I wrong when he stared at me like I was the only person in the room full of people ? Was I wrong when he held me tight and cried looking in my eyes as if he was guilty ? Of course I was! He wouldn't have chosen her. She won't be sitting beside him as his bride if I was the one.... Nothing could be done now. My love for him has to end. The moment he said 'I do' was the time for me to let go and start the new chapter of my life.... A place where there won't be any place for my Unrequited Love.

Dave Francis. The richest, and most ruthless banker in the country. I was meant to marry someone else... Until he bought me, like a trophy, in an auction. I didn't say yes. I didn't get to say no. I became his wife and was bound to him by a contract written in cruelty. He treated me like I was nothing. A burden. A mistake he regretted with every breath. To Dave, I was a stain on his perfect life, a waste of his wealth, a waste of his time. He didn't touch me with love. He scarred me with silence. And yet it was him my heart foolishly began to crave. He was my husband but in the name only.

Harley's marriage to Justin was never a choice she was forced into it. Justin, bound by his own desires and secrets, had wanted to marry his sister, Isabella. But when the veil was lifted on their wedding day and he found himself wed to Harley instead, his anger and resentment knew no bounds. He vowed to make her life a living hell. But as Justin's dark past and unresolved pain begin to unravel, he discovers the truth about Harley: her strength, her kindness, and the beauty of her spirit. Slowly, what began as hatred transforms into an undeniable, reluctant love. Now, trapped in a marriage neither wanted, both must confront their pasts, their demons, and the possibility of a future together. Can Justin overcome his bitterness and fully embrace the woman he's come to love, or will their past destroy any chance for happiness?

Quinn emerges from a year in hiding, now a successful business woman, to propose a deal to Liam, who's supposedly married. Little does he know, they share a secret: twins. In this tale of forbidden romance and hidden agendas, their desires collide amidst a web of deceit and longing.

a vampire /werewolf story Adira sat with atharv "can you let her go ?"she asked on a whisper . Atharv looked in her eyes , the look of pain in his eyes gave the answer "you think i can ? I wasnt able to avoid her , even before knowing that she is mine , how will i now , her scent called to me like nothing else .the mere second i basked in it was the best moments of my life . I didnt regret my being in that moments ."atharv said . "Decision is yours to make , think about every aspect carefully "adira left after saying it . --------------- This is the story about painful , heartwrenching , admirable , sweet love . Continue to read to find out whether atharv's girl would be able to survive him , his life or not --------------- Assalamualaikum friends!i am back . i am not gonna explain more about the characters . trust me and dive in . you will love it .INSHALLAH ❤❤❤

"I told you, every breath you'd take, I would be aware of it," he said moving closer towards her making her take a step back. Her heart was palpitating wildly unable to withstand the intensity his eyes hold which made her eyes move down on their own. One more step by him and now her back touched the wall. "You know, what I want to do with you right now?" he whispered, placing his hand on the wall encaging her and at that moment she just wanted to hide in the wall. "Strip you off your clothes and belt the hell out of you," he muttered "Please no! Don't do this to me!" she shrieked and within a flash, he grasped her arm and threw her on the bed. His hands released his belt followed by ripping off of her shirt and her heart-wrenching scream ........ Roshanay, a simple girl, forced into prostitution, one day witnessed a mafia don committing murder and she had no other option than to marry him. Read the full description inside

" D-do-dont k-kill me" she begged looking at my gun and sobbing loudly. "Now, why would i do that??" I asked her chuckling at her and then smirked, looking at her face while twirling my gun in my hand. "Y-you are a g-go-good boy. Killing people is wr-wrong. Vimla masi told me, it is wrong to hur-hurt people. Every person is good by h-heart and u are a good person. God will be sad if-if u hu-hurt me." She stuttered while sobbing. My eyes widen hearing her words. She is lecturing me !? ME !?? How dare she !?. " Girl do you even realise who I am that you are daring to lecture me !?" I asked, my voice deadly calm. She gave me her stupidest reply ever I heard from anyone till now. _____________________ Meet an indian girl TARA, 22 year old beautiful who is orphan, very innocent, shy, timid, naive, always oblivious to its surrounding.She is a girl who is loved by all people surrounding her because of her sweet innocent nature but there are some those who are nothing but an evil to her innocent soul. She is not mentally ill but people around her sometimes mistaken her to be mental because of her pure soul who is totally oblivious to the dangers of the life. Now, meet ABHINAY SINGH, 27 year old handsome billionaire, who is a dangerous mafia leader. He is feared by all. Even his own men are scared shitless. No one dares to cross his path but if any one somehow did, they would pay a heavy price, a price as extreme as their life. People say he is heartless, ruthless, devil in disguise. Some calls him "DEVIL". Mercy word is not in his dictionary and enjoys torturing his victims to the point that they would beg for him to give them death. But, both this opposite personality would crash somehow. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF A DANGEROUS MAFIA MEET AN INNOCENT SOUL. Would he break her? Would she heal him with her innocence and sweet nature?