(UFW sequel#2) (Unwanted series#3) Ask me. What was my fault in all this? Just this I love him without my knowledge. I fell for him when I knew he could torn me apart. Slowly I felt lightheaded and my head hit the floor where my blood was pooled. My eyes were now completely closed and I heard the loud banging on the door like he was trying to break the door. I heard the loud thud and his voice but it was too late because when I heard his screaming voice which was calling my name I gave up on my body. His voice was the last thing which I heard before completely drowning in the darkness. - - - For her, he is beast. Arash, an arrogant, rude, cold, and beast man. He hated the idea of marriage because he hated all the girls except his mother. He never wanted to get married. For him, she is nothing. Mirha, a shy, innocent, cute, and pampered girl of her family. She wanted to fall in love like her parents and brother. She loved the idea of getting married. Two people who are polar of each other. What will they do when they tied in a knot of wedding? A little warning, there are many twists after twists. Started: 26/8/2018. Completed: 3/3/2019.

My mother always told me "Chandani, if you play your cards right you'll find a great husband someday." My grandmother would always add in "a nice Indian boy!" If either woman could have their way, I suspect he would be a tall, tan, green eyed, wavy haired, Indian. Who loves nothing more then the smile on his mothers face, and approval from his father. They could see him clearly, striding in the room in all his greatness, and at that moment our eyes would meet. He would see no one else, Que the spotlight on me in a deep red sari, hair long and flowing. He would right then and there bend on one knee and whisper those sweet words "Muhjse Shadi Karoge?"(will you marry me?). Taken by surprise I would place one hand on my heart and utter a soft yet determined "yes." Sounds like the ultimate Bollywood love fest huh? Well as I sit here at my desk, I can tell you that at twenty four years old I am still waiting for my Salman Khan to break through the doors. ***************************************************** Chandani is a young woman on her path of self discovery. Doing so is not easy with her strong Indian roots, her families expectations, her own dreams and her headstrong mother all pulling her in different directions. She thinks she knows what she wants and who she is, until she meets Akhil Dharma. From their first meeting he is arrogant, and brutally honest, so much so that Chandani decides then and there he is not worth her time. Leading her to assume the worst of him, it doesn't help that the people around her add fuel to the fire. They must both learn to get over themselves and come to understand that sometimes our own arrogance moves us to assume the worst in people. In the end we must let go of our arrogance and trample any assumptions in order to freely fall in love.

She was abandoned on her wedding day. The groom disappeared. There were accusations. Her honour was at stake. Her family was to be ruined. One man saved her from all this misery or was it to be yet another trial that she will face... Nawal Ahmed has been the adoring sister of her three brothers. She was pampered and spoiled. She was loved and doted on. She was loud, mischievous and sometimes wild. Her wedding was set. Her groom was a loving successful man. Or was it all an illusion. Salman Siddique had been admiring his cousin since childhood. He loved her passionately. He was amused by her outgoing character. He never wanted to see tears in her eyes. It was he who saved her from ruination. But did this mean that his dream was to come true. Read and find out how Nawal's innocence and troublesome personality will lead her to deception and deceit. And Salman's love is to be tested.... Content Warning: Some of the content may not be appropriate for young or sensitive people as there is an implicit reference to sexual activity, physical violence and strong language. Although, the book should pass for PG15.

She leaves her family to live with a man she has never met. She's only read about him, and knows the hell she's getting into, but she does this to save her father's kingdom. In a time where women are used, abused, and punished without cause even for being literate without marriage to a royal bloodline, watch this young woman defy all odds, the idea of normalcy, and eventually conquer the heart of the king who is feared by all. "Why do you always test my patience?" "I don't mean to," Saya tells him, still looking in his eyes. "...I'm sorry" she manages to say. The king can't stand this, suddenly crashing his lips against hers immediately. How can she make him so furious but still manage to turn him on? Cover done by @__AK__WRITES ❤❤❤

This book is a short story about an arranged Indian couple: Tanay and Aadya. Tanay and Aadya come from a small town and conservative families. Their marriage was just like any typical Indian marriage until one day when Aadya loses her first child and decides she has had enough of this life and wants a divorce. Will they truly get divorced? Can Tanay make her stay? Will she stay? To find out, read 'The Life She Wants' (This book is inspired by true events and may contain some triggering content: domestic violence, miscarriage)

"You visit your friend in my absence only... and only in my absence do your friends come here...why? What are you hiding? What's going on behind my back?" He shouted at me, making me feel scared and angry at the same time. "Nothing is happening behind your back...how can you think so negatively of me?" I shouted at him because by then, I was done with his doubts. "You were studying in a girls school then how and when did you meet that boy?" He asked and I smiled bitterly while wiping my tears. "I haven't seen any uncivilised man like you..." I yelled while crying and turned to go to the bedroom but his voice stopped me. "Yes...and you're taking advantage of my illiteracy and un civilization, you've broken my trust..." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° In small villages like hers, young marriage was normal. In small villages like hers, arranged marriage to men aged twice as normal. In a small world like hers, love was unknown. Shama was an innocent 15-year-old with the background of a poor and unsettling family, living in a small village. Being from such a family who hardly got a three-time meal, she didn't has a choice but to take away part of the burden on her parent's shoulders and to fall onto another one. They say that some things happen for the betterment of the other. But is that ever going to be true? Shama just wanted to study and fulfil her husband's dream of her becoming a doctor, but she fell into the trap of love at first sight. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• A story revolving around A villager husband, an ambitious wife and a well-educated lover. Three people Three lives Three hearts And millions of dreams! But one heart will be broken for sure. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• No mature content. No Romance only reality! Blurb credits: @Samycrazynerd.

[First book in Our Chance Series] He is rude. She is polite. He is cold-hearted. She is soft-hearted. He was extroverted. She is introverted. He's a father. She's a mother...or so she thought she was going to be. After losing the love of her life and her child a week ago... Meera Sharma never in her existence of twenty-three years imagined herself in a school reunion only to come across with her teacher and his baby boy and certainly not to be offered a job. ************************************ "Here" she said giving it to him. "Thanks but it's fine" said Karan trying to assure her. "No it's not fine Sir you apply it yourself or I will you got hurt because of me and I don't like it I'm sorry." "Hey Meera it wasn't your fault that I got hurt I will do it again in a heartbeat if it meant you to be safe. In fact I'm sorry because I should have come there sooner I can't even think about what you went through." "You said it wasn't my fault" she asked. "Yes it wasn't." "And it wasn't yours either" she said wanting him to stop taking the blame on himself. "You were there to save me that's what matters." ************************************ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 -: • 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 •𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 •𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲 •𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 × 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 •𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 × 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 Started: 07th July 2023 Ended : 29th Sept 2023

"Why do you hate me so much, Maan" she asked hiccupping, hitting his chest. "I never said that" he said holding her hands. ____________________________________ "So, my Ita, how does it feels to be Mrs. Dutta," he asked holding her from behind while making eye contact in the mirror. "Best feeling in this world, Mr. Dutta" she replied kissing his cheek. ____________________________________ "I BLOODY ASKED YOU TO DO ONE THING BUT YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT!" he shouted slamming the wooden desk with his fists. "I am sorry, sir" she replied with tears welling up in her eyes. ____________________________________ "I will kill that man if I see him near you again" he said dangerously running his index finger from her forehead to neck. "W...why" she asked stammering. "Because you are mine"... ____________________________________ Cover- @Lady_whistleup

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

When everything else was falling apart, Shehryar gave Laila the job as his assistant. Now here they are months later in a very symbiotic and platonic relationship until Shehryar's past comes face to face and he swears to destroy everything from his past. Can Laila stop him before he loses everything, including her?