THE ORIGINAL BRIDGERTON FANFICTION Aurora Grey, only daughter of Earl Grey and new closest friend to Daphne Bridgerton is an energetic and thoroughly intellectual girl from the North. Much like the other ladies of the aristocracy, Aurora is dragged to London to endure the London Season - much to her despair. Anthony Bridgerton has sworn that he will marry, albeit not for love. So what will happen when his mother suggests that he form a courtship with the seemingly impossible Lady Grey? How will Aurora respond to her elder brother's preposterous suggestion that she find a husband in the most rude member of the Ton? And will Anthony be able to stick to his vows? Book cover by @cover0maker

"He wanted to marry her, but he's my husband." "She's beautiful, kind, caring, loving, but I wish she wasn't my wife." ***** Tara Hamid was born and bred in an average family: loving, caring, with just the right amount of family drama. She dreams of travelling the world once she graduates from university. Marriage will come later. However, fate has different plans when there's a chance encounter with a long separated childhood best friend of her father. Zain Iftikhar is in love with Sana, the daughter of a casino tycoon. Being the only heiress, Sana has full intention of taking charge of her father's gambling business. Zain may be not be the perfect Muslim, but her love for a haram habit makes their union impossible. He agrees to marry the girl of his parents' choice. An arranged relationship created and strengthened by the powerful bond of Nikah. Watch how the couple learn to accept each other.

[ON HOLD] #1 in Rajput on 1/2/2021 #1 in Angerissues on 11/1/2021 #2 in Kingandqueen on 11/1/2021 #4 in Sunshine on 28/1/2021 #10 in obsession on 24/1/2021 His posture radiated dominance and danger. His hands were planted on either side of Adhya, trapping her between him and the wall. The tip of his nose brushed against her neck as he inhaled deeply. She smelled like a mix of strawberries and vanilla. "Let me go," Adhya whispered. "No," Abhiraj replied, still caging her in. "Please, Abhiraj... let me go," she pleaded, her voice trembling. He tightened his grip around her wrists. "No, love. I'm never letting you go. Do you understand?" he said in a dangerously calm voice. "Ple... please, Abhiraj," Adhya cried out in pain as his hold grew tighter. "DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?" Abhiraj growled. "Y-Yes," Adhya shuddered. ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ Adhya Patel is a 21-year-old Gujarati girl pursuing her internship at Royal Rajasthan Hospital. Her dream is to become a successful doctor. Sweet and caring toward her friends, yet fearless against her enemies, she comes from a loving middle-class family whom she adores deeply. Her two best friends, Anjali and Raina, live in Rajasthan. Abhiraj Pratap Singh Rathore is the 25-year-old future king of Rajasthan. Ruthless, strict, cold-hearted, and dangerously handsome, he rules both the business world as the owner of the Rathore Group of Companies and the criminal underworld as the leader of a powerful mafia empire. Women are drawn to his power and wealth, but he never lets anyone get close to him. She is fierce like FIRE. He is cold like ICE. He is a DEVIL. She is an ANGEL. What happens when fire collides with ice? Can two broken hearts heal each other... or destroy one another completely? Peek in to discover their story.

**A Wattpad featured story** Bekhudi || بیخودی ❝ He gently dragged his hand around the delicate skin of my neck, slowly caressing it under his stifling touch. I felt his breath curling against me, as a wave of sultriness rode over me. As if sensing it, his soft touch become firm and his thumb pressed against my bottom lip. His eyes were still trained on mine, studying me with a burning intensity. He looked at me with a fervent gaze, as I felt his eyes darken with desire? ❞ _____________________________ Bekhudi follows the life of Shanzae Malik, a political heiress, as she manoeuvres through the clutches of a patriarchal, honour bound society. Her life takes a turn when her family suggests an unexpected proposal to save their withering political dynasty. Crisis strikes, and her only option is to choose between the love of her life and his brother. A tale of love, heartache, deception & ecstasy!

•Completed• *Read only if you can accept the grey shade of life* The Kazi was called in, a few prayers were read in a tongue unknown to her and then she agreed to being his wife with just two words, three time for a life time. Two people, A Rajput Princess Meera and the Mughal King Haider, two people from different worlds, two very different people, how will they find peace and love in a relationship which built on hatred and revenge. PS : the description doesn't justify this story. #1 in India (08.02.2021) #1 Princess (30.08.2021) #2 in marriage (18.09.2020) #5 in Pakistan (02.03.2022) #1 in Royal family (27.09.2020) #1 in muslim love story (11.10.20) #1 in desi (29.10.2020) # 1 periodic (08.03.2021) #3 King (19.06.2021)

For an extra dose of romance, I present these short little stories of love.

"You know Aamir, I am not capable of being a good wife. You know that I won't be able to perform duties of a wife than why you keep sending marriage proposal to my father. Please stop all this." Tears start flowing from her eyes but there is no relief from his side. "I'll be your husband in few days. Prepare yourself for it. " Finality in his voice gave shivers to her. She falls on the floor and hide her face between her knees. Aamir sheikh, heir of Sheikh corporation there is nothing in the world which he can't buy. He is rich, good looking and charming to the extent that women throw themselves on his feet. His charm work everyone except one woman . The one he love refuses him again and again. Aamna Rahman Ali is a closed personality who mind her own business. She is least interested in male attention accidentally grab attention of rude, dominating and annoying Aamir.

{a wattpad featured story-- 6/29/18 -- 7/20/18} an HTBC book of the month for November 2018 cover by the talented ellis ( @rubyruins ) ❝the night has a thousand eyes, and the moon knows all your secrets.❞ --in which a young woman bravely defies the odds by regaling the sultan of her kingdom with stories spun of gold and gossamer and perfumed with roses, yet finds herself falling into the beast's claws because of it. (full summary inside) #TheCosmicAwards2019

Roxana kept her head bowed as Alexander stepped towards the captives of war, sweeping his cloak behind him. He passed by all of the women with the indifference and sobriety that rivalled their fairness and beauty. "The Bactrian women are eyesores," His deep, passionate voice ran out, earning the chuckles of his generals. That was when she realized that a pair of feet in leather soles had stopped before her. Slowly, she looked up. She saw a pair of metal greaves on strong, sturdy legs. She saw a kilt and scaled armour securely tied off at the shoulders. On the centre of his chest was engraved a sun with a face drawn on it. Then she focussed her eyes on his chiselled jawline, then at his arrogant mouth, and then his mismatched but clear brown and blue eyes. Roxana's eyes widened. This was the greatest commander ever known on earth, the one who massacred thousands of citizens who revolted against him in Thebes, the one who had burned down the palace complex of Persepolis in one night, and the one who never lost a battle in his life. She wanted to look away from his intense gaze. But she lifted her chin a little higher and boldly locked her gaze with his. "What is your name?" He asked, his expression stone cold. She felt his hand touch a lock of her long, dark brown mane. His gaze bore into her eyes so piercingly that she decided to cast her head to the side. "Roxana, my lord." She replied. "Who is your father?" "Oxyartes, mighty warlord and nobleman of Sogdia." "Ah, Oxyartes. I know him. I know him very well," He smiled. Then he bent down so that the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his warm breath which turned into mist in the freezing winter air. Roxana shivered. "Tell your father that I have come," He whispered, "And that his people are now my people."

Book 3 of New York series (Does not need to be read as a series) His hand travelled further up my thigh causing my skirt to move along with it. I bit my lip even harder. "Now Adalyn ,if I do this, there's no escaping me. You're mine after. No one else. Only mine. Meaning no other man or woman will ever touch you like I do. Never. Only me. Do you understand?" I brought my eyes up to his and nodded my head. He squeezed my upper thigh and I let my lip go to gasp. "Use your words my sweet girl. Do you understand?" My breaths came out hard and heavy. My chest heaved up and down rapidly. "I understand Axel. I understand." His smirk deepened. A loud moan escaped my mouth and I arched my back off the bed at the feeling of his warm hand suddenly cupping my flower. "Good girl. My good girl." He huskily whispered in my ear. ****** A shy, harmless girl with a deep past meets a man she doesn't recognise. The pull she feels towards him is indescribable. A well-known, ruthless CEO that has had a life of gold casts his eyes on a girl that instantly enraptures his attention. #32 business #13 soft #46 cute #443 love #1 quiet #3 kinky #1 soulmates #2 shy #3 beautiful Cover made by @AnonymousssN