Happiness? Was a word that left Roohi Shekhawat's life long ago. She was the diamond nobody took notice of in the pile of coal. She shone brighter than the eyes of a common man can take notice. Perfection was a word for her. Until, A someone saw her worth, in a good way or a bad? Rudram Mannan was a man who was in a fight with the world and himself. A man is obsessed with everything he owns. Determined to have all. No boundaries, no conscience. He wants it. He owns it. Roohi was suffering in a tomb of devils her brothers were when the eyes of another fiend caught her. The man of obsessions. And may Roohi be one of his obsessions? How will her life take a turn, will her life finally find the happiness it deserves? Or will she suffer in a curse of eternity?

"Do you, Adira Muntahina, accept Eshaan Ghafoor as your husband?" Without thinking. "Quabul hai" "Quabul hai" "Quabul hai" Why did I say yes??? I don't know the reason. But I know one thing, even you ask me thousand times 'Will I accept him as my husband?' I will say 'yes'. Wait......I was in the car right? How I reach my bed. I'm married? Yes, I'm married. I'm a wife now! "Husband where is my husband! " I hug him. He was shocked. I cupped his face. "Aww, I got a handsome husband. Come give me a kiss." I pouted my lips. He cupped my face. "You're drunk, shit!" "Sleep Adira. You'll regret everything tomorrow." I refused to sleep. I fall on the bed with him above me. Circle my arms around his neck. "I want you. Don't you want me?" _____________ "I'm so done with myself." I looked at myself in the mirror. Myself wrapped in a bridal Lehenga. I was sleeping on Eshaan's bed. Eshaan came in view. I turned around, face him. "I want a divorce. Right now" I demand.

The palm of my hand stung because of the slap and I clenched it hard, as I walked away from him. I came to halt, when he caught my wrist in his hand. My eyes widening, I turned around. His eyes held a glittering fire, he yanked me backwards making me fall on his chest he whispered, "Stop walking away from me, Love." My hands on his chest tried to push him away, but his grip tightened he pulled me closer to him making my breath hitch. His eyes were staring in mine, I averted mine fiercely trying to avoid his gaze. My eyes landed on his cheek, where I slapped him not two minutes ago and it made me wonder. What shameless man was he, for if it was any other male they wouldn't look my way another time. Didn't he feel an ounce of embarassment? He raised his hand with a slight smile, "You forgot something, Siya." My eyes slid towards his hand, with which my anklet dangled between us. I felt my eyes widened, I looked down. "My love, hate me all you want." His deep voice caught my attention, my eyes meeting his on their own accord. It was as if he had got closer than he was before, "But try to walk away from me? I am not sure I could handle that, Meri Jaan." ____________________ "If I want you desperately enough to light up my own business on fire for a single smile of yours, Siya Yuvaan Singh Chauhan, I doubt there is anything in this world I wouldn't do for you." -Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan. "Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, What I feel towards you goes beyond words, beyond the boundaries of languages and beyond the boundaries of this measely world. What I feel for you goes beyond the word 'hate'. It goes beyond your regrets, your guilt, and way beyond the love I could hold for any human being ever." - Siya Sharma. A perfect example for hell? An obsessed stalker, Forced marriage and constant crumbling respect. I welcome you to, Siya and Yuvraaj's journey. The tainted black heart, The red shade...it was her stain. Check the book for full description.

ATTENTION LOVES ! Major changes made from chapters 31-39 and chapters 45-47 Check them out ! Shivanya's life took it's first turn towards adventure when she saw Rudraksh Rana at her father's Rajya Sabha. Though she had no idea who he really was, his aura allured her towards the darkness he seemed to hold within himself. She was enthralled the moment her eyes landed on him and for days she tried to rid herself of his haunting yet beautiful thoughts. Little did she know that there was a moment awaiting her. A moment where his russet brown eyes would become a big part of her life. Little did she know that she would find home in that darkness he held within himself. This is the story of Shivanya Katyayani Kedar, A Queen who was Mahadev's devotee. A Queen who became Rudraksh Rani. India was divided into Aryavarta, The North and Deccan, The South. The country was still bounded by the shackles of colonialism and conquerors. Shivanya is the daughter and heir to the King of Werewolves of Aryavarta. King Kedar led Neelkanth Pack based in Southern Kashmir. Shivanya is a fierce fighter, a warrior, a woman with immeasurable beauty and commendable strength.... How will she overcome the dark dangers, the rule of Sultans, Audacity of Gritaans and immense hate for her soulmate ? How will she face the shadows slithering in the dark woods ? How will she become one with the one she so recklessly loved ? A magic potion - Ingredient list. 1. Romance. 2. Historical fiction. 3. Werewolf, Fantasy. Except for India, everything is fictional. I do not own the cover. It's a movie poster I liked. Badges - #3 in Desi.

Two Verma sisters. Elder one is Ruhanika and the other one is Sitara. Despite sharing the same womb, they had quite different personalities and outlooks on life, with the exception of the fact that they both addressed the circumstances with gentleness and patience. Ruhanika was reserved and bowing when it came to socializing and interacting with strangers. She gets anxious in the crowd of people. Sitara, on the other hand, was a touch rebellious. She exudes confidence as she deals with whoever that person may be. She never fails to make her point. But what will happen when one poor decision made by their older brother paves the way for a chaotic marriage for them, entwining not just the sisters but also their entire lives with individuals they have never encountered before? *** Despite being brothers, Dev and Yug are diametrically opposed. Dev speaks less and utilizes more time analyzing and observing the situation, whereas Yug is fiery and hot-headed. His fists spoke before his mouth, and his rage always hung on a thin thread. How will things turn out once they are tied to the Verma Sister? The first couple would be busy stealing glances at each other, whereas the second couple would be occupied with keeping their secrets and scars hidden. *** Story Rankings: • 1 in problems (out of 28.5K stories) • 1 in society (out of 17.7K stories)

it's a pakistani based story. a story of two nawab and their child - ASHI KHAN AND TANZEEL KHAN. both of them were fall for eachother from the day since their eyes laid on eachother for the first time. but would they abel to accept eachother ? or their destiny has another plan to break them apart ?

SEQUEL BOOK (SHORT STORY) Wasn't life meant to be beautiful after the constant darkness, when a girl raised in a brothel has fought her pathway and her demons, wasn't the ending suppose to be happy? When she believed her journey of being Taara from Muqda ended, it will finally be dreamy, but the colours she thought had returned in her life were still stuck on somewhere in the lane, and the block was her denial. Abhiraj was in love, but how much can you abide if the person you keep giving your heart only chooses to stomp on it? How persistent will he be? Two people bounded by strange planning were now bound together otheirre own will but still distance and boundaries neither of them crosses. How will love that is given ever reach the one on the other side, and if the person on the other side will extend her hand willingly?

A Man ruling the political world with his evil presence. A man with a face to fool the ones with eyes. A man with an army of his own. A Women raised in mud. Destined to be the wasp. But she holds bigger dreams and bigger intentions. That can end all. They say don't scare the one who don't fears, something same was Muqda, never scared. Never going to give up; Aamira is not going to fight a war that she knows she will never win. She choses to live in now. And when these lives were collide with the Agnivanshi brothers, how is anything which has never been in place itself will turn worser? Unimaginably.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

[[COMPLETED]] "La mia bambina." ••~oOo~•• Little Luca Cleo Cattaneo lives in a dangerous world. A world where everyone's a monster. People who would drown the weak and praise the rich and the wealthy. A world full of unexpected danger and surprises. Or that's what her family sees it. Born with three brothers and a father who could literally be Satan himself, they are determined to keep little Luca out of harm's way. But maybe Luca could show her family a whole new different side of the world. A world where it's not always grey and dark. Or gloomy and scary. Her family would see their precious bambina grow up in a world where everyday is precious. Their little girl.