Mo Yuan has returned from the chaos and into a world of extremes. Much has happened in his absence and as he navigates through a world that has moved on without him including the one he worked so hard to return to, his immense joy in returning to claim her is met with eyes as hard as stone and heart that has bled itself of all emotion. Reverently known to the world as Gu Gu for her sacrifice to save them all, Bai Qian, the Queen of Qing Qiu is also secretly called Ice Queen. A woman who has blatantly rejected every man daring enough to win her hand while also turning her back on the entire world which she has no desire to be a part of, not even for a resurrected War God. Especially for a resurrected War God. Ruthless, intelligent, powerful and emotionless. Will Mo Yuan be the one to finally break through the frozen heart of a woman who had once loved and lost? Twice? Ye Hua does exist in this story and her trial did happen, however they did not remeet afterwards and A Li does not exist. Otherwise everything else is the same as it was before MY sacrificed himself. Based loosely on the Drama Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms This story may contain some characters that do not belong to the original Drama, book or its author. The additional characters , songs, poetry and all plot lines including invented scenarios, visions, magic, dialogue, ideas, creations and descriptions belong solely to me. I do not give permission for all the above mentioned that belongs to me, to be used, sold, altered, borrowed, reproduced, trademarked or copyrighted in any form without my express permission. Disclaimer! The main characters are from the drama series Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms, I do not own any part of their characters, the story line of the drama or the drama itself, the rest is a complete figment of my imagination. Any similarity to a real person or event, is purely coincidental.

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

Ammar Khan wasn't supposed to see her. He didn't mean to see her all those years ago. Yet, he did. Like a moth drawn to flame, Ammar fought against his demons. Resisting the urge, to wish that the beautiful woman he saw five years ago. Would one day be his. Aazeen Shahbaz. A beautiful soft spoken woman, finds her life turned upside down, when her husband dies in a car crash. Heart broken, she travels back to the mesmerizing Valley of Hunza, with her broken dreams and ripped soul. But life has other plans for Aazeen, when an unlikely proposal comes to her. Will Aazeen find it in herself to move forward in life? Will Ammar get the woman of his dreams? Will fate bring the two together? Or separate them? A story of Obsession, Love and Betrayal Follow their journey in ' His Unbroken Ties' © All rights reserved. 2016. Your_Amazyn. Amazing Cover by @Zammurad| The Fiction Awards 2017 Winner * This book is not fully edited. It's a rough copy*

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

Naina Gupta only wanted to help her friend. What she didn't know was helping her friend included poking the bear aka Arjun Malhotra. Soon enough she finds herself in the same situation her friend faced. Only difference is that Arjun will make sure Naina won't escape. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Inspired from a movie. May have grammar mistakes.

Mahaya Roy is an independent lady of twenty-four, working as a lawyer in a successful firm in Mumbai. One night, after partying hard, celebrating a huge victory, she enters her car to go home and sleep peacefully. Imagine her surprise when she finds a man passed out in the backseat of her car. Well, let's just say that she won't be getting her beauty sleep tonight.

An eminent politician with ties to royalty, Uday Rajvansh had no use for a wife. Any wife. Clamoring for a respite from her never-ending bad luck, Niyati Mishra was in a desperate need of a husband. Any husband. A tragedy tied these two unlikely candidates in holy matrimony. He cursed his stars. She fell to her knees and thanked hers. But abruptly, their marriage lost its cause. His freedom was within his reach again. However, he wasn't sure if that was what he wanted anymore. For it had become clear to Uday that Niyati was the one he had been waiting for, all along. Subconsciously. Reluctantly. Desperately.

bairaagi = stoic; a person who can endure pain or hardship without showing their feelings or complaining. she wasn't going to show. she wasn't going to complain. she wasn't going to say it out loud. but how far can she endure it? can you see the person, who is your first love, and who was once your everything, get married to somebody else? a story of pain, past and a new beginning. cover credits: @before9

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".