"Even though we are Arranged, yet i am so much in love with my Fiance. I just hope the feeling is mutual" Hello lovely readers, I am back with a new story with a topic which is basically the truth of our culture ie: Arranged Marriage This story revolves around a couple who happened to be tied in the holy knot of marriage by their families. Atharva Avni Singhania is 25years old family guy. He is very handsome, rich and the CEO of the Avni empires yet he is humble hearted. He is surrounded by a big fat crazy indian family but somewhere he is still alone and longs for love and care as his parents left him at a very tender age. Namrata Joshi is 22years old and is an epitome of beauty. There was a time when she was full confident that Love exists in our times...but then She fell in love with the wrong person and now is left heart broken. And now she is persuaded by her parents to get settled in an arranged marriage. And the supposed groom is none other than Atharva. Will their destiny reach out for each other or will they find true love in this arranged marriage.? Is the concept of Arrange Marriage really thought through in our society? Is it worth it to take our chances with Arrange Marriage in our time? Find out more in this light hearted journey of Arrange Marriage. I have weaved the story from the very first procedures that follow Arrange Marriage in our country. Hopefully you will feel connected with the story line.

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

❤SHORTLISTED WATTPAD INDIA AWARDS 2020❤ Book #1 (AND series) [COMPLETED ✔] ABOUT THE STORY: Sanchi (or Vanya Patel) works as a crime journalist in the city of Ujjain. She has many flaws in her even though she possesses a heart of gold, a chubby personality and a lovable face to fall for. But her biggest flaw is her tongue, the one which stutters every time she speaks something and a flawed past which she is scared of disclosing before the world. Vihaan Singh Bundela, the very famous, stout-figured and arrogant Deputy Commissioner of Police under the CBI, is well known as one of the toughest, roughest and fiercest officers that Indore Police have ever witnessed. Two things he despises the most in life: (i) every woman he comes across and, (ii) every other thing which stutters. Also, he has a dead and buried past which many are unaware of. What will happen when the woman he gets tied to coincidentally, stutters in the tongue every minute fuelling the situation for him? What will happen when the two opposite poles are compelled by destiny to meet and forced by fate to agree for a contractual marriage? What will happen when their dead and buried secrets start unravelling gradually before each other? Will their horrendous pasts rip them apart without overcoming their differences? Or will they be able to accept each other's flaws and promise to live together till eternity? ***Peep inside to know more*** Copyright © 2019. All rights reserved. Cover credit: Canva Total Word Count: 255,870 Start date: 05/07/2019 End date: 01/02/2020

Mukta was 23 years old student with childlike innocence and heart of gold. She became the reason of altercation and feuds between the two best friends. One is her brother and other is her saviour. What will happen with them. To know this please keep encouraging me and read....

The line separating darkness and light is very thin, no one knows when they will stumble upon the other side. The same thing happened to him long ago, an incident and he was dragged into the other side of the world, but instead of being devoured by the darkness, he swallowed it. Ruling over the demons of the society he was no less of a demon to them, a demon that fell in love with the fairy of light, Noor. Mahnoor, a cheerful young girl who suddenly finds herself imprisoned in a cage created by the most infamous man she knew, Moosa Khan. Who claimed to love her, but how can this fairy of light love back a demon? ________________________________ *Not edited, read on your own risk.* Cover by @AdibahRafhanah

I am invisible. No, not like having super power invisible but I have been invisible since I was cursed. Messing with high power priestess is not a good option. I have been what you call a bad boy. I loved dating girl, breaking hearts, late night rendezvous and rule breaking. So my curse was to live an endless life with a added bonus of being invisible so that I was alone for immortality. Since I was so very good looking and she kind of had a soft spot for me, she left a loop hole. My curse will be lifted if I find true love. I wish it was that easy because in my case no one can even see me so falling in love with me was out of question. Tristyn Moore is a cursed bad boy now invisible. Iorwen Haywell is the tomboy of her town with gang of friends, with rough child hood she is now one tough girl. Though she is pretty enough but for some reason she has never dated and is like invisible to opposite sex. Can two invisible people will be finally able to see and believe in each other? #1 in Fantasy on 02-05-2016

"No!! Absolutely not, fake or real I am not getting engaged to you," Rinky shook her head. Karan smirked and took lazy strides towards her; he looks like beast, broad shoulder, toned arms and oh!! So amazing carved face, top two button of his shirt was open showing the outline of his hard chest. Rinky gulped hard, his nearness always makes her weak. "Like what you see?" He smirked caging her between him and the wall. "hun...wh..what?" she stuttered . He looked down at her his eyes landed on the V of her shirt, he wanted to caresses and kiss those creamy smooth skin but he shook this thought and slightly leaned on her "why are you stuttering tigress, are you scared of me?" he asked in a low tone his lips touching her ear lobe. "Rinky Khanna is scared of Karan Oberoi." He laughed winking at her. "No I'm not" she pushed him and look into his eyes, "why would I be scared of you Mr. Oberoi?" she tip toed and pulled him by his collar, the scent of his cologne filled her nostril driving her crazy with desire. Karan smirked, he's aware of affect he has on her "Then prove me wrong" he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her up. He just needs 10 days with her in his London home to show how much he love her and secondly she is the one who can stand beside him in saving his sister and hotel from his own step-mother. "I don't need to prove anyone" she said trying to move away from his arms. "I know you can't proof yourself, it's true that you are scared of me" Karan smirked holding her more tightly. "No I am not; I am not scared of anyone" she said proudly. Karan arched his brow "I dare you, say yes for this fake engagement and prove me wrong my little tigress" he said in low voice, he looked down at her, his voice was serious and his eyes were daring her to say yes and prove herself. Note: I am not good with English grammar so please do not hate me for this but I promise you that this story is nice so please give it a try. Thanks Veenu

Hate or Love, You're Mine A rainy night. Two strangers. A stolen kiss. And then, they parted ways... or so they thought. When heartbroken billionaire Ronit Kapoor and sweet, beautiful photographer Ridhima Khanna cross paths under the stormy sky, destiny sets the stage for an unforgettable romance. But fate isn't done with them yet. They meet again-as boss and employee. Sparks fly, love blossoms, and Ronit begins to trust again. From breathtaking dates to passionate kisses, their love story unfolds like a dream. But dreams shatter too. CLICK. CLICK. PRINT. A headline explodes across the media: "Heartbroken Ronit Kapoor-In Love or Just Another Publicity Stunt?" Ronit's world crumbles. He had given love a second chance, but now, betrayal stares him in the face. Was this all Ridhima's plan? Or is someone else pulling the strings, plotting to tear them apart? Amidst love, heartbreak, and hidden truths, will Ronit and Ridhima fight for each other? Or will this love story turn into another painful memory? Oh, and one more thing- she's no longer just Ridhima Khanna. Meet Mrs. Ridhima Ronit Kapoor, wife of the CEO of News Waves Media Corp. Are you ready for a sizzling hate-to-love romance filled with passion, betrayal, and second chances? Thanks, Veenu

Samara comes closer to me, now studying my face. Her eyes are wandering all over my facial features. I contort my face in confusion at her weird stares, "Umm, hey-" "Listen, can you wear my wedding dress and be a bride at my place?" She questions. Ec-excuse me? I give her a long stare. I think she is joking and would burst into laughter any minute...but she doesn't. Her face has no trace of humour. "What?" I quirk up my brow. "You've to be a bride at my place." She repeats with no hesitation. Cold shiver trickles through me. .... An Accidental Bride. A Mistaken Groom. A Marriage Neither Saw Coming. 18-year-old Sanaya Frances was finding a way to pay for college. Becoming a cook in the grand Hobsons estate seemed like the perfect opportunity-until a twist of fate lands her in a wedding dress, hidden behind a veil, taking vows meant for someone else. Ashar Hobsons, 25, a powerful businessman, thinks he's marrying his childhood fiancée. But his world turns upside down-he's been tricked into marrying a stranger. Two strangers. One unplanned marriage. No easy way out. And definitely... no room for love. Or is there? ... Copyright © 2019 Book cover credit: @wasphoria