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#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

Highest Rank - #1 in Pakistan #1 in Muslim #10 in Cousin ° They weren't lovers. They weren't enemies. They were just bound. Badia had her future mapped out. A happy life with Hammad, her father's best friend's son. Zimraan was engaged to his cousin, Ayeza, ready to step into the life expected of him. But one night changed everything. In a twist of fate neither saw coming, Zimraan and Badia are forced into a marriage neither wanted nor agreed to. Not out of love. Not because of family tradition. But because they had no other choice. Stripped of control over their own lives, they must now share a bond born from silence, secrets, and a past that refuses to be buried. He carries the weight of a mistake he can't undo. She carries the scars of a trust broken too soon. Can two people, once torn apart, ever rebuild something from the wreckage of what should have never happened? A story of guilt, resistance, and the haunting possibility of redemption, this isn't a love story. It's a journey through everything love is not until it might become something more. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and scenes that may be disturbing or uncomfortable for some readers. Recommended for readers 16 and above. Please read at your own discretion. ( Cover credit @ Authordira_21 .) "If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to (https://my.w.tt/g4EgwYn9Dbb). Thank you." (Warning, this book have many grammatical errors.(As I am not really good in english.)

" Mumma, I am eighteen right now. I've not even started my college and you want me to get married to man who is six years older! This is not fair." I shouted, exasperated. " Swara, your sister has betrayed all of us and has run away from her own wedding. All the guests are waiting for the bride to come out. You know your grandfather's medical condition . He will not be able to take any shock right now and you if you don't go out, his hard earned reputation will get tainted and he may not be able to absorb this shock." Mumma tried to reason. " What about Aditya....? I call him jiju (brother in law) for god's sake maa!" I exclaimed. " He will be okay with this marriage." Amrita aunty said, entering the room. " Mumma...this is going to spoil three lives." I tried, talking sense. " Swara, beta please do this for both of the families." Aunty said, folding her hands in front of me. " I need to talk to him first." I demaded to which both of them obliged and within next five minutes, my so called jiju was standing in front of me. " I tried to reason out with them. Turns out they did not understand. Didi loves you. I think she must have been forced to take this decision." I said, defending Kritika di. " Forced? Her letter clearly states otherwise." He spoke with so much hatred in his voice. I kept quiet. " Get dressed and come to the mandap (pavilion)" He said and left the room, banging the door on his way. " Thank you so much ganpati bappa (god) for throwing me in this mess." I muttered and without an option, started getting ready. God, what is going to happen with my life now!

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!

Highest Ranking: #35 in vampire "Why do you not believe me?, please Erik trust me" I beg Erik, I hold his hand tightly in the fear that he will leave me. "There is nothing left to believe, Natalia" he says and leaves me alone. ****************** A Relationship with no trust Broken Hearts. Dead love Because everything good comes to an end.

Highest Ranking: #38 in Vampire "Get lost Erik! You made me hate you so much... I hate you!" Natalia said, with great difficulty. Hurt visible in her eyes. "I'll soon make you love me. Like you always did, you still do.. But I know it's in there. I'll make you realise" Erik said. "As if" Natalia said and went back. *** "Please Natalia Roseria Brooks.. Marry me" Erik said on his knees. "Sure!" Natalia said. They were joined again, only to be ripped apart. They fell in love again, only to let hate win. They got it all again... Only to loose it. **********

After loosing the love of his life, Tarun was in no mood to fall in love or get married again. But somethings are just meant to happen. A Forced marriage.. that's what happened... will Akansha change his thought on love? Akansha is a carefree girl who has no idea about what happened to Tarun... Although she knew that Tarun had kids.. she agreed.. because she fell in love with him. Love hurts. Love kills. But Love.... also heals warning: This is a sequel.. so if you want you can read the first book.. or if you have already read it you can read this book. You can also read this book directly, but I advise you read the first story 'A Knot'

"You know I hate you so much.. You really are so annoying.. Look I get it what happened wasn't-" Before she can go on with her rant, I kiss her.. As much as I love her adorable ranting, it only makes me want to kiss her And gosh did she feel soft! I just wanted to keep her in my arms forever...Maybe I could do just that ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aishani, a proud cardiothoracic surgeon who is on the lookout for the parents of her adopted brothers goes and falls into the arms of the very family she has learnt to hate Can she keep the hatred aside for love? 3rd book in the 'knot' series.. Yes it is necessary to read the 2 books first

"Don't bite your lips so much" He says pulling his love into his lap "I only bite it when I'm nervous" She murmurs, trying to hide her blush "Don't bite what is mine to bite, If you get nervous, you can instead bite mine any time" he says smirking,smashing his lips on to his shy wife's warm petals ◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽ Kanishka Thaiwar, always thought of herself as a person who's mind was way too messed up, soul too tangled due to the constant abuse of her siblings and her unheard silent cries, A heart which no one could heal, was her self image But what happens when someone comes along to fix her shattered heart and smoothen the tangled knots of her soul? #16 in romance #1 in Indian #10 in marriage #1 in paranoia #8 in billionaire #7 in doctor #5 in trauma