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.

This was not supposed to happen, they were not supposed to meet. An angry young Pashtun with his ego problems was not supposed to fall for the Americanized version of a Pakistani Muhajir, hack life was not decided for love, not for him at least. He was hard headed than why his gray orbs sudden soften for the brown ones. He had decided that he will marry the first girl that came in front of him to prove a point to his theoretically former tribal bride and in laws. But it took a highway route when he saw a certain, lost girl at the Jinnah Airport. A girl in white cotton floor length dress with a brown leather jacket with a pair of converse munching on a packet of lays masala, sitting on her own trolley, flipping her head here and there as her scarf moved with her without even for once being displaced from its original position. Was he ready to marry a girl that he does not know let alone liked by first sight when he knew in his family approval comes from the elders where there is no choice left for them, the broods? He might be an introvert and an honor preserving chap but he was clear when it came to what he wants and needs. He never confused his feelings with his duties as the head of his family or as the impending head of the chief of his tribe, to be the next Emir of Gorgush. Olasyar Khan, was in that state of mind but then why did his heart feel that pine? He was ready to make everything turn according to his desires, the Pashtun in him was not ready to back down and let others lead his life for him. Allah showed him the way, so he will move all the rocks and stones in his path even if he must pick them up by his bare hands. As the tag on the bag read the name, he uttered the last words and left, "Zareen Wadi, be ready to be Zareen Khan." Their fates were already amalgamated, they just had to find their way to each other. The following book does not represent or attack a certain race or cast. Spiritual #33 (4/20)

"I can't marry you." This one line shattered everything her dreams, hopes, happiness, her soul. This not only broke her heart but also seemed to crush her pride, her self respect. She felt belittled. She was broken again. She was unwanted again. The only thing she wanted to do is running away from all of these. She started running leaving everything behind. As her steps increased darkness started engulfing her. Her eyes are full of tears making her eyesight hazy. Her path gets blocked by a sudden wall. She lost her balance. But two robotic holds cramped her soft arms making her heart seized right there. The dim light coming from far made her see two bright eyes staring straight into her eyes from the darkness. Her beautiful eyes full of water drops are shining like diamond and his eyes are mixture of fire and innocence. Tears in her eyes are like trying to extinguish the fire ignited in his eyes to bring out the innocence. She wants to get out of that iron hold. Her sweet voice almost whispered, "Leave me." But instead the hold got more tight pulling her more close that their lips were about to touch almost and a cold husky voice ringed in her ear making her heart beat more fastly "Sshh, It's not easy to get out of my hold, love." Meet our heroine, Ananya Roy is a kind sweet beautiful girl with a painful past who comes to Mumbai after a long time. Arjun Singhania, has just returned from London after completing his MBA and now gonna join Singhania Group of Companies as the new CEO. He is an arrogant, rude person with awesome business skill, attractive look and confident personality to his employees but so loving, caring to his closed ones. Rahul Trivedi, heir of Trivedi Enterprise, best friend of Arjun childhood best friend of Ananya. Kind-hearted, introvert, cute, confused but in business he is just focused. Join me to know their journey, How they became the light in each other's darkness? This ride is gonna give you the flavour of love, friendship, pain.

He hates me...He hates me to such an extent that even though i am lawfully his he wouldnt accept me or look at me...because i am the reason he lost the one he loved with whom he wanted to spend his life with, the one he would cherish and shower with his love. But he got me and he promises to make my life miserable, to avenge for his beloved and make sure i dont get to breath or see a happy moment after all i was betrothed and married for my husband's rejection...

What would you do if you were asked to pay back for all the obligation that someone has done to you.??? Aren't we all are bound to pay back for all the favours we have received, in some or the other way... This is a story of Serah, who had an awesome life untill someone related to her committed a mistake and she ended paying up for that person's mistakes. A story of Michael who was heart broken when his love left him mid way and he was forced to do something terrible only for the sake of his family and society.

"She is the epitome of selflessness." . . Dedicated to all the beautiful Women who have sacrificed their happiness for their loved ones!

"Your a beast and I can never love you!" I yelled tears storming down my face."Just shutup!" He said his voice filled with anger "I wont truth is always bitter your just to coward to hear it" I yelledand I fell down on floor as he slaped me with full force "Now I will tell you what a real beast is" ................................................................................................................. Naila is 18 years old .She is in her last semester and is strugling to become a doctor. She is caring and sweet muslim,who love her parents more than anyone. She is very beautyfull and senstive and her innocence is a plus point for boys falling over her And now meet Ahmed who is cold and heartless . He is also in his last semeester of enginnering but he have his gang and is a billionare he is far away from his religion .What will happen when they will cross each others path? Read the story to find out