JAIRAJ SINGH THAKUR x INAYAT ALI KHAN Book 3 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥 Amidst the communal chaos going on in our state, my alliance was fixed with a man who was no less than a monster for me. Our fathers fixed this marriage to preach peace, but no one asked me about my dreams, my choices and most importantly, my consent. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Read the journey of two opposite poles falling for each other. Jairaj Singh Thakur - a ruthless, heartless and shameless Mafia prince Inayat Ali Khan - an intelligent, beautiful and secretive Mafia princess. Will they be able to break the boundaries of religion to become one?

DHANRAJ SINGH THAKUR x RAGINI SINGH Book 2 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥 This story depicts 'beauty and the beast', where the 'beauty' is unaware of her healing powers and divinity, and the 'beast' gets enchanted by her powers, and transforms himself completely for her. (Trigger Warning ⚠️ : The book contains scene of marital r*pe, but the wife chooses to stay with that man under certain circumstances. Also, the book focuses on the power of 'regret' that can practically transform any sinner. If you don't believe in spirituality and are adamant to not give another chance to a criminal who regrets badly, kindly don't proceed with this book. The book holds power to stir your emotions grievously, so soft hearted people are requested to not read the book.) Ragini was a simple and innocent girl, but a twist of events in her life changed everything. Her husband was drugged on their first night, and he raped her, but is he really a monster? Could Ragini ever forgive him? •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Witness the heart melting journey of Ragini Singh and her husband who was a broken man, until she healed him completely.

#1 in romance genre (1stJan - 8th Jan.) ( Again placed #1 in romance in Feb) Aaron got up from his seat and walked round the table towards her while she was still sitting as if glued to that seat. He bent towards her, his one hand on the table and with the other he held her chin so that their eyes were at level.. "Listen to me very clearly, Mrs Livia Aaron Rodriguez, you are my wife now. So you can only think of me, talk to me, smile at me, look at me and be around me only. You will do what I say." "I am not your slave." Ignoring her protest he continued,"And if you are feeling very needy and if you want to sleep with a man so much then don't worry just come to me and I promise you, I'll give you the best physical pleasure in this world. Afterall I'm quite experienced in this physical pleasure department." "Bastard!" she slapped his hand away but Aaron caught her mouth and kissed her hard... ____________ A cold and arrogantly ruthless CEO by day and a playboy by night, was how newspapers and magazines always portrayed the young billionaire Aaron Rodriguez but how much of truth did these rumours held? Was he really that kind of person as the rumours called or was there a different shade of him? Livia was going to find out soon... ______________ 18 Oct '19 - 12 Dec' 19 Word count : 34950-35000 approx. *** This is my first work and I hope you'll like it 😊 Do vote and comment because your support matters a lot. 👉 The work is unedited. So read at your own risk. If you find a mistake I hope you'll be able to either ignore it or point it out very politely. You can also check out my other book. Hopefully you'll like it too. ❤️

A Cluster Of Short Stories Started on Feb 28, 2022 Ended on March 01, 2023

I had entered a competition a few months back. I had to write a story with this excerpt in the content: "It was still dawn when I stepped out of the cab and walked towards the entry gate of the Delhi airport. The early morning February air was pleasantly cold. I was travelling to Bengaluru to attend a college friend's wedding. It had been four years since we graduated from the same college. This wedding was also going to be a reunion of our batchmates. But what I didn't know was that the reunion would begin much ahead of time; right in the queue in front of the airline counter. I was almost sure it was she. Same height! Same long hair! Same complexion! Curiosity had my eyes glued to her. And then about 60-odd seconds later, when she turned, she proved me right. My ex-girlfriend stood two places ahead of me in that queue. We had never met after the college farewell." I didn't win the contest but I know I've won if this story manages to make even one person smile. So I'm putting it up on Wattpad. S Cover Picture: @anamika_writes (Thank you so much for the lovely cover!)

[ Featured - @AmbassadorsIN ] ❝ Beware of the one who lives with you. At night, even shadows look like monsters. ❞ * * * I remember my mother warning me from staying over at anyone's place. I was a stubborn girl then and never bothered to know the reason behind her warnings. With death standing right in front of me, holding a knife in his hand, I realise the reason she used to warn me; not everyone can be trusted. Not even your best friend or her boyfriend, who you first met a few days ago. It is too late now. I cannot escape, scream or shout. I can only survive. I can only fight. But the only problem is, I don't know how to fight. * * * [Word count || 12K+] Cover by meha-k Banners by icemyth_ * * * If you are reading this story on a platform other than Wattpad, kindly log off and scan your device for any possible viruses. Story will be re-edited, again, in the near future when I'm no longer lazy. * * * Short Story | AmbassadorsIN - 12/11/24

Within the turbulent confines of a hospital, psychologist Karan Saxena is drawn to the silent presence of a mysterious girl. Determined to penetrate her stoic facade and gain a name in history, he makes a foolish move. *** It's a very random story. No definitive starting nor a decent ending. Happy reading!

The story of a soldier on the border fighting for his country. Warning : If you find yourself reading this story on a website other than Wattpad , please log off the site and scan your device for viruses.

At times life brings you at a point where you can't control anymore. Either you fight the battle or you give up. This is a story of two people who were brought together by fate. It's a story where one person is unaware about her past and the other doesn't want her in his present. What will happen when Advik a wealthy businessman is forced to keep a girl suffering from amnesia at his place. Will they stick together or will they separate their ways. From strangers to friends to lovers to husband and wife, join Advik and Pari in this journey of healing each other with their love. ------------------------------------- © Copyright by ReaderDisha.

"Ian? Please. Why are you not answering me?" Lisa shouted raising her voice to probably gain his attention. "You want to know the truth?" Ian replied shifting his head away from the painting to look directly at her, staring into her eyes. While he started taking small steps in her direction. "You really want to know why we are here." He asked again still moving forward. His voice was deep and hoarse and the way he was looking at her, made her take some steps back that was until her back hit the wall. Without saying anything he leaned forward placing both of his arms around her so that she was now trapped between him and the wall. He moved his face forward directly in front of her. Lisa could feel his hot breathe on her neck as he bent forward to place his mouth on her neck, placing a tender kiss there. Lisa took a large gulp of air trying to control the tingles, she was feeling down there. "I was jealous, Lisa," He breathed out in her ears placing yet another kiss just below her earlobe. "I was jealous when you took hold of Cole's hand. I was jealous when you let that piece of shit place his hands on you. I was jealous when you danced with him. I was jealous, Lisa, very jealous." He continued as he removed his mouth from her neck, leaning forward to stare directly into her eyes. "So let me tell you the truth. I am a very possessive man, Lisa and I don't share what's mine. And when it comes to you I certainly can't control myself." He concluded as he closed the gap and placed his lips on her.