When a case of mistaken identity leads to an innocent girl being kidnapped by a gangster, will one man bent on revenge push them together or destroy them? ***** Hayden King and Violet Smith couldn't be more different. While he was a feared gangster, she was a simple college student, a delicate flower whose petals had been crushed by a stranger a long time ago. But what they didn't realize is that they had more in common than they initially thought. Their lives were interlinked in a complicated way because of some sick twist of fate. So how will the big revelation affect their life? Will he able to save Violet from the demon of her dreams? Let's find out. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

- ❝So Jivika beta, how are your tenth class going?❞ - That moment when you let out an awkward smile because talking to strangers was risky, and I wasn't the one who would speak to any random fellow who claimed to be my relative. And opting to correct her English was not a choice. . Welcome to class tenth where every breathing adult ought to remind you, "Be serious!". A school which wanted an excellent result. And a class which was hell bent on dragging you into their craziness. Insanity which never chased you till this year, and that's when even they realized the importance of the year and came knocking at your door. Now, you cannot say, "Shoo trouble! Shoo away!" right? Are you selfless enough to give Jivika and her classmates a company as they drown in shitload of R.D Sharma, S. Chand, R.S. Aggarwal and last but not the least, our dearest NCERT? .

It's my choice to become mute. The things that happened to me has me so horrified that I've decided to be a selective mute. I was taken as a child and I had to endure pain no one should ever have to. When they found me they wanted me to talk about it. Talk about the pain, and the unmentionable. I couldn't. I didn't want relive it. Not even for a day. I haven't uttered a word since it happened. My story was broadcasted for the whole world to see, for weeks, before my parents had it taken down. No one really knows what really happened to me in those months when I was taken at 15. I never want anyone to know. Everything changes when one guy enters my life. He wants to know what happened, he wants to change me. He just might, but what he gets is more than he bargained for. Those unspoken words could have prevented the chain reaction. First installment in the Unspoken trilogy. Unedited

She is fiery, hot-headed and spontaneous. He is calm, composed and calculating. She is fire, burning every obstacle in her path. He is ice, numbing his enemies with a single glare. She is loud, not afraid of raising her voice. He is quiet, his silence speaking volumes. ******* Hazel Martin and Xavier Davis are like two opposite sides of a pole, with her fierce persona and his cold attitude. But one thing is common between them; their love and affection for their families. So what will happen when they are stuck with each other and they need each other's help in the middle of a crisis? ... Thank you @prettypink-ink for such a wonderful cover. Things are bound to get messy as their opposite worlds clash with each other.

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

N U B I V A G A N T ( adjective ) Wandering in the clouds; moving through the air. . "I fly in the sky and the clouds ruffle in ripples. Embracing my freedom, I let myself be free" .