Vyom walks into his arranged marriage with eyes wide open, knowing full well the weight of the commitment he's making. But something about Noor's quiet strength and haunting vulnerability draws him in, making him willing to shoulder whatever comes their way. For Noor, this marriage is both a blessing and a curse. Her dying father's last wish was to see her settled, protected, loved. But as the shadows of her past grow longer, she questions whether it's fair to bind Vyom to her complicated life. Her heart whispers that he deserves someone untouched by tragedy, someone whose love comes without the heavy price of her emotional baggage. As they navigate the delicate dance between obligation and growing attraction, both must decide: Is love strong enough to heal old wounds? Or will the ghosts of the past tear apart what duty has brought together? A story of healing, second chances, and the courage to love despite life's scars.

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

When Aine is sent into the woods for her crimes, she accepts she'll be met with death. The beasts are known to kill any human that wanders into their territory, their razor-sharp teeth ripping through flesh and bone with practiced ease. Aine knows she'll be no different from all the others who have been executed before her, and when she's forced into the woods by her own people, it doesn't take long for the beasts to attack. What she doesn't expect is for them to take the shape of humans and spare her, and even more, for one to claim her as his own.

Alpha of the Darks, Vince, imprints on Nya but keeps it a secret. Excerpt Vince was resting in bed running the day's events through his mind when his heightened sense of hearing was alerted to the sound of ruffling sheets. Little feet hit the ground telling him it was a female and the odd placement of footsteps lets him know it wasn't Malina. He rises and when he widens his bedroom door Nya's scent flooded through his nostrils. He clears his throat instinctively and follows the smell into the hall. There he finds her coming straight towards him. He was surprised she was up this soon. She should have been out until the morning at least. Her foot was healed and her clothes were changed from earlier. She was now wearing a fitted cotton t-shirt, soft plaid shorts, and her hair was tied up in a messy bun. "What are you doing?" He folds his arms and angles his brows. She keeps her same pace beelined to him. Never, has he ever had the thought of taking a step back when being approached; until now that is. He hesitated. He firmly refused to let anything make him back down. This was his house, his rules, and she had no power over him. His focus inadvertently fell to her breast that lacked cover from a bra, and then to her smooth thighs, and like he has absolutely no control, to her toned calves. She was a foot away when the moon's glow from the skylight illuminated her face. His heart skipped a beat. It had never done that before. Then his train of thought went right off the tracks. He didn't realize how thick her lashes were, or how perfectly red her lips were stained. Where earlier she was pale, she now had a flushed pink color. The darkness from under her eyes was gone and her cheeks were slightly fuller too. He blinks away his unwanted thoughts when she stops inches from him. With a neutral gaze, an expressionless expression almost, she makes a sudden turn and goes around him. "What the f**k?" She was sleepwalking he registered.

Clumsy, accident prone and damn right weird is how people often describe Skylar Martin and it didn't surprise her that even the opposite sex didn't seem to be attracted to these qualities either. But is that all about to change? When Sky discovers her fathers deepest darkest secrets she knows she must do anything to protect her family even if it means marrying a man she doesn't even know and trying to become the woman she wasn't born to be. With threats and hard decisions to make Sky will have to deal with more then just her quirky and crazy inner self but also the demands of her new fiance. Has she taken on more then she can handle? Read and find out. Reached #958 in Romance

#30 in Werewolf [05-12-2017] #1 in Aftermath [30-01-2020] _______ What happens when a vigorous, loyal, raw soldier gets trapped in a cruel fight between a nightmare and a bitter reality? Getting back to his nation as a winner like his colleagues was something to pretend. Because the soldier hasn't won the real fight. The fight between a curse and a blessing. Secrets would be poked but he needs to be hidden for the sins he has committed. Helplessness would be his only excuse. How would a soldier suffer the aftermath of this horrifying war? Let's find out. _______ A Werewolf Love story.

*Wattpad Indian Ambassador's Featured Novel* [Milestones: Winner of Little Moonlight Award] {Highest Ranking - #2 in romance} {New Ranking System - #1 in issues, #5 in love, #1 in honeymoon} Anahita Maurya is the perfect image of an independent and strong girl, with a modern family background. Despite this, she's in an early engagement with her father's best friend's son, Yuvraaj. That son of a bitch knows nothing but to get under her skin. She despises him, no scratch that. She is scared of his presence in her life, and she does everything in her power to get out of his vice clasp - even if it means getting a boyfriend and defying her family. Rebellion to persuasion; everything's tried. One last leap of faith - to run away on her wedding day. This is perfect, except... Her boyfriend will never show up.