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They say half-truths are more poisonous than snake venom. Half-truths can do everything that a whole truth might not be able to do. Advaith Banerjee, though Indian by name, was based in Italy. He had control over everything in Italy, from the smallest to the largest things. From business to the underworld, he made all the decisions, but no one had ever seen him except for his name, which wasn't his real name but a common one in the underworld. Eshana Sharma, a sweet and lively girl from Kolkata, came from a family that wasn't so nice. They were all connected to the underworld, and because of this, Eshana had lived a life filled with violence and terror since childhood. Despite this, she held onto a hope for a normal, happy life. But that hope also shattered when her father hastily arranged her marriage to the son of his friend. Eshana, still clinging to the desire for a normal life, left both her home and country and came to Italy. At first, she felt like she had gained her freedom, but she was unaware that the very place she stood, every leaf and every stone, was under Advaith Banerjee's control. Eshana, who had never met Advaith, considered him only an enemy of her father. But for Advaith, she was more than just the daughter of his enemy. Perhaps he hated her even more than he hated her father. Why did Advaith hate her so much when they had never met? And why did he keep her safe and close despite that hatred? Was it just a ploy to get revenge on her father? Or was there something hidden in the depths of the past? ~To know further, Dive into the story!! ~

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"The MSF committee thanks you for your candor. We'll be in touch soon with our final decision." Aisha Mishra is an immigrant from India who has lived in the United States for the last 19 years. But, she's never felt like she's truly belonged either here or India. When she's offered a job in India as a practicing physician by MSF, Aisha packs her bags and catches the next flight out. As Aisha navigates her homeland she'll have adventures of a lifetime. But what about that crazy 4 letter word that she's not expecting to encounter? Love is definitely not on Dr. Mishra's radar, but it might just be what she needs.

#3 MAFIA SERIES 𝐉𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐨 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐣𝐲𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐖𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐭𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐀𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨 𝐮𝐭𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐟 𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐞, 𝐘𝐚 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐚𝐛 𝐤𝐨 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐡-𝐚𝐥-𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 (𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐧).

A tale of love, temptation and war!!💋 A story revolving around the bubbly Princess of Bharadwaj and the ruthless King of Catherine!! What will happen if two people opposite from each other collided? The moment I was coming down stairs,all eyes were fixed on me making me nervous. However I went to the centre of the hall.I looked at the man standing a bit away from me in the crowd but why? He is my *husband* I was heading towards him but my mom stopped me saying, ''Where are you going,bachaa??'' She grabbed my hands and was taking me somewhere. But where?? But the next moment my heart shattered not just in millions of pieces a more from that a Billions!! My vision blurred as she take my hand and places it in someone else hand saying,"Your husband was searching you like a maniac." some guests giggle listening that but me.... Itna hogya aaplogo ko convince krne ke liye to read my story ya aur likhu!?😉 Tropes:- Obsession Age gap+height Ruthless x sunshine He fell first, harder than She could ever imagine Dark romance + Desires Past x Past A marriage arranged by him from his thinking

Hey ! I have deleted this story before to make it better because i was not satisfied with it . Now i have rewritten it please give it a try, you will love it. The Edge of Belonging Prologue The sterile scent of the hospital clung to everything-white walls, silver trays, the steady beep of machines. Sebastian sat beside Aerik's bed, his hand resting protectively over his son's smaller one. Aerik was calm now, half-asleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. The door creaked open. She stepped in. Kainaat. Once, whenever she entered a room, it was as if the air shifted-lighter, warmer, brighter. Even the dullest corners seemed to carry her glow. But now... now there was something different. The light was dimmed, as though some unseen weight pressed against her shoulders, stealing away the spark he had grown used to. Her smile was still there, faint, practiced, but her eyes betrayed her. Once, they held a kind of unspoken laughter, a softness that made even this devil of a man forget his edges. Now they carried something else-emptiness, exhaustion, a silence he couldn't name. He wanted to ask. The words hovered at the back of his throat, a demand and a plea all at once: What happened? Who stole your light? But he swallowed it down. He had no right to question. No right to reach for what was never his. So he watched instead. Watched as she pulled a chair closer to Aerik, smoothing the boy's hair with tender fingers, her touch steady where his own often faltered. Watched as Aerik's lips curved into a small smile in his sleep at the sound of her voice. Watched as the room-despite her dimmed glow-still became gentler with her presence. And in the silence, Sebastian realized the truth he would never voice: Even if her light was fading, to him... she was still the brightest thing he had ever seen.

Ayesha never imagined she would marry a man like Emir Demir-the cold, enigmatic Dubai CEO who saw their marriage as nothing more than a deal. Forced into a union neither of them wanted, she arrived in Istanbul with hope in her heart, willing to give their relationship a chance. But Emir made it clear from the start-love had no place between them. Crushed by his indifference, Ayesha stopped trying. She built a life of her own in a foreign land, accepting that her husband would always remain a stranger. But now, Emir is changing. The man who once ignored her is the one holding her close. The husband who kept his distance now refuses to let her go. As passion ignites between them, Ayesha must decide-can she trust this new side of him, or is it just another illusion? A heartwarming yet intense love story between an Indian girl and a powerful Dubai CEO, where fate, love, and redemption collide.

[EARLIER NAMED AS "HIS CAPTIVE LOVE"] [SLOW UPDATES] What happens when a girl falls for her kidnapper? Shanaya Malhotra was never the type to bow down-bratty, sharp-tongued, and stubborn to her core. But all it took was one man to turn her world upside down. Severino de Luca-cold, ruthless, and untouchable. He wasn't supposed to be her weakness, yet he became the one sin she couldn't escape. A dangerous bond, born from captivity, destined to blur the lines between hate and desire. Read my book "Forbidden"... because sometimes the heart wants exactly what it should run from.

I looked at him while he had a gun pointed at my head. I chuckled in my mind. This man he could make me bend on my knees? Well he is right. He holds a power upon me. A power I never felt. I chuckled loudly and asked "What are you doing, baby" His eyes darkened. They were not the eyes I saw when he begged for more and more in bed. They are full with.....wrath. The urge of something. He came towards me and whispered. "Hello, Mr. Killer Accardi" and then I heard a gunshot before everything got blur.... Interesting isn't it? Read crimson serenade to know what happened next in Luca Accardi and Zeeshan Roy Raichand's story.