[01/07/2021] - [13/04/2023] "You can't keep going around like a fucking maniac and treating me like shit. That isn't how relationships work," Sophia's voice was havoc as she verbalized her emotions. "That isn't how we work..." Tired, vulnerable and agitated at not only him, but herself. How could she let herself get this far, in such little time? He looked down, ashamed, not wanting to respond. His heart felt like it was beating faster than it should've. "I forgot how it felt to love you." As soon as those words were uttered from Sophia's lips, his world broke apart. Gone, in just a matter of seconds. - - - When Sophia Adam moves to a new town, she wishes nothing more than a boring, new life, to separate herself from her past. Moving meant completing university and getting a clerkship with a judge. Moving meant making refreshing new friends, and meeting a mysterious guy that seems hell-bent on getting to know her. To Sophia, moving to a new town was everything she imagined and more. She just didn't expect her past to follow.

Highest Ranking #1 Rajasthan This is my first story it is written in a narrative way and sometimes in someone's POV. It is not in a proper format please excuse my mistakes. Hope to improve. This story is not related to any people but just an imagination and doesn't hurt or remark about any religion or norms. It's purely imaginative. Synopsis After her fathers death, 13 year old SATI is sent to Bombay for further studies. Eight years after her father's death Sati has returned to Bhairavgad with revenge on her mind. The last words her father told was about the passages inside the Bhairavgad Fort. To unravel what her father meant, she fully prepared herself these eight years of any obstacles that will come in her way. But her father's elder brother Kanwar Singh has placed a biggest obstacle in her way RUDRA. There will be a fair warning before in some chapters due to violence and mature content. This book is though for all age groups except for few chapters. Started: 15th April, 2019

A hospital is a place where people meet new members of their family while many say goodbye. The place is a witness to laughter and sobs and tears. Dr. Mehek Patel, a twenty eight year old, Obstetrician and Gynecologist, smart and beautiful, an example of beauty with brains, wishes to finally settle down in her life. Dr. Jigar Shah, a twenty nine year old, Cardiologist, handsome and witty, has his life dedicated to his career. After plenty of threats and pressures from the family, he decides to settle down. What happens when Dr. Mehek Patel and Dr.Jigar Shah, two professionals dedicated to their respective fields meet? Do the sparks fly or the instruments? Does Jigar give his "Jigar ka tukda" to Mehek? Let's find out.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

I'm probably drooling by now and should look away but my traitor body had no such plans. She wanted to look at the delicious specimen of pure male sex gods so close but so far in front of her. Sigh... Let me tell you a bit about myself since I'm gonna die a virgin, while lusting over these men. I'm Dominique Amazon (yeah like the forest) Rivers. Standing at 5'5 with weird grey and green eyes, mid length brunette hair, I guess you could say I'm pretty but if anything I'm a clown compared to the women they bring in. It's fine though I guess, I can always perv from a distance. Right?.... *Story is mine everything. Please don't try and steal my book or anything in it. Um it might have some mature content.

He needed sex, I was there. He needed a submissive woman who came running when he called, I was available. But when I needed him the most, he neglected me. He left me to rot and die in prison. Now I'm back, and I'm back to bring him down to his knees. *** Aubrey Chandler never entertained the rumours that swirled around about her being a mistress to Tyler Bresfort, as long as the rumours never reached her mother, she was okay with it. But when helping Tyler leads to Aubrey getting arrested, she begs for his assistance for the first time, but he left her there to rot. she will not forgive him, she will make him pay, she will bring him to his knees. Aubrey vows to make him suffer, but despite the venomous hate she carried, she couldn't help but find herself waking up in bed, sleeping next to her demon, sleeping next to Tyler Bresfort.

1885 When her father dies, Rosalind Trevellian (19) is left destitute and homeless. Grief-stricken and apprehensive, Rosalind travels far west to the mansion of her distant cousin Sir Leopold Trevellian. A great scandal has rocked the family in the past, and when Rosalind discovers a dangerous secret, tragedy, death and ignominy will strike again.

" You are really beautiful Nivi...... oh I am sorry Actually it slipped out accidentally. I heard your mom addressing you as Nivi that's why " when this man sitting in front of me who is handsome and damn hot addressed me as Nivi all those hatred with which I came to meet him blown away. My eyes becomes soft and wet. I quickly put my head down and looked at floor to hide those stupid tears. Siddarth Singh Khurana, most prominent business tycoon of South Asia.Current head of Khurana's business empire. Most eligible bachelor, youngest and successful business man. " I think I can't even imagine any other girl beside me as my bride other than you " his deep husky voice made a tingling sensation all over my body. why this is happening to me? I came to say a no for this marriage whoever he is. I stopped dreaming about my future then why I am having second thoughts now. He remembers me of a person whom I really miss. The way he called my name as Nivi was enough for me to break that stone wall inside my heart. " Nivedita look at me once." I slowly raised my head and met his dark eyeballs. " I promise you I won't let you regret this marriage. I will give all happiness for you. At first it was just a business marriage for me but after meeting you I got admired by your simplicity. please say yes" he looked at me with those hopeful eyes. I didn't say anything but I nod my head as yes and he was overwhelmed by my yes. " Thank you, thank you so much " he held my both hands and said. ................ This was the last happiest conversation I remember which I has with my so called husband who is now laying on his bed and beating out of shit from me. I regret that each and every moment when I agreed for this marriage. I can't even cry loudly to forget this immense pain all over my body because if he heard my sound he might kill me and I can't die like at any cost. I need to survive and I don't know like what I did to this family they are treating me like a shit.

A queen without a heart and a cripple without humanity. Lilith and Ivar fall in love deeply, a beautiful future is just in front of them. But will the lust for power ruin everything? I have changed people and their story's but still hope u like it. Not done 1# fanmade - 22th November-29th November 1# Vikings - 25 December - 29th December