𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

He wanted her to be the replacement of the one he loves. She give up to make him happy destroying herself in the process. Love is not something you should give selflessly it comes with repercussion, she understood the hard way. In the middle of trust,betrayal, truth and mystery what will he do when she really become her replacement? Will he forgive her? Will she forgive him? Will their relationship mend? Will he love her? Will she still love him? Sometimes giving up on someone is the best option than getting destroyed while being with them.

Emily Weatherly was no gently-bred London debutante. In fact, she had thrived on the streets of London, a pickpocket and urchin, until Fate threw her lot in with the Weatherly's, a prestigious family who unselfishly raised her as their own and protect her from a heinous secret that could destroy her life. Despite this, she is never truly accepted as a proper lady, always scorned and ridiculed, and she vows to do her adopted family proud by making a respectable match with a gentleman of some rank and notoriety. Sebastian Weatherly harbors a secret that could thwart his carefully constructed bachelorhood. Indiscriminate rake, scoundrel and downright rogue, he has had to endure Emily Weatherly's presence for as long as he could remember. Now that she intends to make a respectable match, which he knows cannot ever be him as he is not respectable, he can hardly ignore the bitter jealousy residing in his heart as he is forced to watch Emily courted by various beaus.

"You truly are one special lady." Wallflowers symbolize a shy or excluded person at a dance or party, especially a girl without a partner. Victoria Blackburn lives a lonely and simple life. She is not like most ladies in London, and that is how she likes it. She does not want to be the centre of gossip, but a rumour about her and a lord she does not know well has been made up. Now her house at Lyne Avenue seems to be the place where everyone wants to be. Andrew Brompton is not liked by the ton, and when a rumour comes out, he does not bother about it. But he feels the need to protect the lady who is in the centre of attention, next to him. He discovers there is much more to her than he initially thought, and that mayhap all rumours are untrue. Will they be able to see through the superficial façade of rumours and brave the ton, or will they return to their quiet and uneventful life? Victorian Flower Series #2 Can be read as a stand-alone book.

Meadow Hartley has loved Elijah Williams from the shadows. For everyone he was the charming, yet brooding golden boy, but for Meadow, he was her 'Rayne'. When his attention turns to someone else, her quiet longing turns to devastation. The final blow? Overhearing him say something that shatters her soul. Determined to move on, Meadow steps out of the sidelines and into her own light. But as she lets go, Elijah starts to see what he's lost. But, he might be too late to win her back. Especially, when his past seems determined to keep them apart.

"I am pregnant, " I say looking into his eyes intensely but his face is emotionless. "what? " he asks stunned, he paces around for a few minutes "I can't take care of a child right now" he snaps holding the office table tightly. "We have to because I have no way to go," I say pleading for acknowledgment and understanding. "what do you mean, " he said eyeing me suspiciously. "my parent disowned me," I say looking down in shame. "I will take you in but don't expect me to care for you and your baby because all this means nothing to me" he glanced at me before walking out of his office. Tears run down my cheek, feeling of embarrassment, and lost claws in my heart. I lost everything my family, my self-esteem, I feel lost and worthless. Most of all I lost love.

𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨.

In rain-soaked Dublin, Aoife begins to unravel the life she thought was hers, discovering that love, identity, and belonging are not given - they are claimed. *** Aoife Brennan planned the perfect night to celebrate the life she thought they were building together. But when the clock strikes midnight, she discovers that some truths don't come crashing down - they unravel, quietly. Set in the rainy corners of Dublin, The Placeholder is a story of love mistaken for fate, and the quiet ache of being someone's almost.

We all have listened to a story in our childhood that a prince and princess, fell in love, got married to each other and lived a happy life thereafter. Looking at his childhood picture that I painted 8 years ago, I realised that how gradually in these past years I got so much involved with him, how deep I fell in love with him. That was the first time I saw him and I knew that he was love of my life. He was that prince who will take me away with him. He is and will always be my first and last love. From 8 years I have dreamt that, Prince Shushantnu Pratap Singh Rajput and I, Mayuri Udaybhan Singh Chauhan, will get married one day and live a happy life. But not always a love story is happy and easy one. Some have painful truths, problems, misunderstandings, hate and much more. I saw this dream coming true when the alliance was fixed but the thing I didn't know was... He was already in love with someone else. Disclaimer: The book is totally based on my imagination, nobody is allowed to post the content or similar to it without my permission or I will report it. No hateful comments and bullying will be done in my comment section, to my readers and Author also. Every religion should be respected of readers and author too, as everybody is equal. If somebody still does it, i will directly block him/her without any warning. Mature Content Ahead!

Cordelia, who was already beyond the marriageable age, quickly agreed upon the arrival of a marriage proposal from one of the most influential and well-known noblemen. She wedded Leon expecting a pleasant married life, only to be greeted with cracks and mishaps. A beautiful woman who is only a noble by name And a dashing man who is a noble with power. Not long after their wedding, her bewitching yet indifferent and cold husband gave her a contract and declared an agreement. "We are forbidden from meddling with each other's affairs. Do not expect love in this marriage." "And within two years, if you fail to birth an heir, we will have a divorce." Each word was vividly engraved in her mind as she obediently did as she was told, fulfilling her duties as his wife throughout the course of their marriage. However, as the said year approaches without an heir, Cordelia slowly prepared herself to sign the divorce papers and leave. But why is it that Leon, who had treated her badly from the very beginning, was suddenly desperate to make her stay?