Entering to the room he pinned me to the door and I was horrified my his sudden drag. "Hmm .... To kya kehe rahin thi app niche" He asked pinning my both hands above my head with his one hand and other hand making pattern on my exposed waist giving me goosebumps. "Abb mujhe app ko bata na padhe ga ki app kon ho, Let me teach you" he said digging his face in my neck. He was making slow pattern with his tongue and by now I can feel wetness in my core and thousands of butterflies were dancing inside my stomach. He then pinched the side of my belly earning a moan from me "Anhnhnn." "O god it sounds heaven biwi jaan" he said keeping his face on the crook of my neck ___________________________________________ Two strange souls are bounded by the bound of marriage . Join on the story of ABHIMAAN RAICHAND - The CEO of RAICHAND GROUPS AND CO. . A 29 years old , who is the king of business world as well as mafia world. Girls throw themself on him but he cares less and thinks all are just behind this money and are typical gold diggers. A typical cold , ruthless male protagonist .Loves and cares for his family like anything. A man with a horriable past. RUHANIKA VERMA - A 24 year sweet and calm girl. SHE never got the love and the care she deserves for being the only girl of the VERMAS . WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THESE TWO WILL COLLIDE IN FORM OF A ARRANGE MARRAIGE ? WILL THE TWO BE ABLE TO OVERCOME THE FEAR AND EXPRESS EACH OTHER? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED !!!

.... am I that bad to be loved, wanted. I am an unwanted daughter, now i will be an unwanted wife. God what's your problem. Why am i so unwanted in this universe. kya likha hain apne meri kismat mein.. --- Jaanvi mittal A girl who has only seen pain and ignorance all her life . She was always an undesired , unwanted child of her parents . Her only dream is to have a happy family . She wants her happily ever after . "If happy ever after did exist I would be holding you like this ".... ------- ABHIMAAN RAJWANSH He was a every girl desire . His definition of love.....uhmmm............never mind. He loves his family and business more than any thing in this world. He can be rude sometimes . What happens when he is asked to marry a mere stranger by her mother sacchi mohabbat milna bhi , takdeer hote hain , bahut kam logo ke hathon mein ye lakir hoti hain.......... 𝒜𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 •under editing• [ Crossed10k views on 15 February 2022] STARTED: 4/11/21 ENDING: 12/2/22 Most impressive Rankings:🏅 #1- believe 12/1/22 #1- affection 12/1/22 #1-sadness 6/2/22 #1- loneliness 31/3/22 #2-generalfiction 14/3/22 #3-lovestory 1/5/22 #3-broken 9/2/22 #3- indianlovestory 10/3/22 #4-forced 18/2/22 #4- loveaftermarriage 4/4/22 #5-panic 5/3/22 #6- care 17/7/22 #8- cold hearted 4/4/22 #8- secret 17/7/22 #11- Wattpad 8/4/22 #20-arranged 4/4/22 #22- love 11/5/22 #23- hate 11/5/22 #46-romance 1/3/22 #30-family 8/7/22 #22 -unwanted 4/4/22 #70-depressed 11/5/22

He needs a girlfriend. She wants a boyfriend. The perfect match, right? He's a hockey boy. She hates hockey boys. Yet, they make the deal, to achieve their own goals. But what if something gets in the way of that? Something like love? - jasminslibrary

Hera was a virgin a virgin in every sense, she had never had a drink, had a boyfriend, gone to a club, had sex, smoked or done drugs. She was an angel that gave angels a run for their money. A freshman in a new college in a state away from home she always believed she could stay away from all of those till marriage , but what happens when The schools Bad boy, jerk, playboy and monster in the name of Lexis comes her way. She may be able to stay away from temptation but can temptation stay away from her?

✧ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #2 𝐢𝐧 '𝐇𝐈𝐒' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 :- Some marriage may not begin with love but, they end with it. ••••••••• "I hope you realized you made the worst fucking decision of your life." I could feel his cold icy honey brown eyes piercing through my soul. "Mahir..." He slams both of my wrists against the wall as I winces from the pain from my wrists. Tears threatening to fall down from my eyes when he tightened his grip on my wrist. "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone in my heart, do you understand?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw tightly. I whimpered, he leans in close enough to the point where our lips were inches apart, I shuddered. "I said, do you fucking understand?" I immediately jumped in fear nodding my head. "Y-Yes."

Rudra was my love and so was I for him until I came to know that everything was just a game. Emotions and blood have that sacred bond that the thickness of blood matters on the emotions running through the nerves. Mine was the love, eternal love, and his was the revenge, deadly revenge. That two months were the most blissful of mine when I felt his love pouring over every bit of me. I was wet in the ocean of his love to the core that it did not take me to think twice to submit all of myself to him. To the extent that the title of the Princess, daughter of King Rajvardhan and Queen Abhishree, and pride of Mahabalesgarh did not matter to me. I gave all of me to him on that particular night. His love made me submit to the extent that I forgot that doing this before marriage would be considered a sin. The night was long, happening, and tiring, and I realized that by my state in the morning. The naked self, broken bangles, and a messed up bed. And, I was not alone to witness it. The whole Empire knew what happened between me and Rudra. My family shook to the core and I was broken to know that he left me just with a letter. "A scar your family gave to me and a scar I gave to your family" And, I was shattered to know that everything was just a plot for revenge. My tears did not stop for weeks. I could not believe how could I do that. How could I go deeper into him that I did not think about my family, their reputation, and pride? He ruined me, my life, and my family. The woman was considered to be the delicate flower of the family's pride and he burnt it by just plucking it. But, this was not to be done. Not with me, not with anyone and I made up my mind to extend the invitation of my ceremony to choose a suitor for marriage to his King, his Uncle, a eighty years old man searching for a young bride to produce heirs. And, to him to taste his food. The Revenge. Which burns Rudra for her now. Copyright@2023 Mature Theme!

Everything changed the day the King ordered me to seduce his son and bring him back to the Kingdom. He was my best friend. As per the order of things, a Yuvraj cannot befriend a Commoner girl. But we were. He was anything but nice and helpful to me, and in return, I betrayed him. The betrayal ran deep, costing him the trust of the last of his friends. I saw him becoming cruel. The man who struggled to kill a deer in the Gurukul sliced throats and smiled right in front of me. His anger was scary, and the scariest part was the redemption of what I did to him. "You shall marry me," his words were clear, emotionless. "I am getting married. My fiancé is waiting outside for me, Abhinan," I tried to say, but he clenched his jaw. "My father asked you to do something for me, and in return, I shall do something for him, too. He is on his deathbed, and his last wish is to see his grandchild. Since you are closer to him, you must do this," he almost ordered, and I took a step back, shaking my head. "Are you out of your mind? I am an adopted daughter of your Guruji. Nobody knows my family, my bloodline, my caste or my community. The throne will never accept me; your father will be tormented," I said, and he stepped closer. "Well, that's why you are perfect for it. I shall make sure that even after seeing his grandchild, he will never rest in peace," he exclaimed and took me from there. *** The story is set in the 17th Century. When only the Princesses were meant to sit beside the King on the Throne, Trisha transformed herself to become Trishalini, the most loved Queen in history. There was no bed of roses in the early days, but she ensured the people in her kingdom slept on them. Amidst the guilt, anger and redemptions bloomed a forbidden, dark love story of King Abhinandan and Trishalini, aka Trisha. Magicallovely Histrom Universe (MHU) Book #7 Copyright @ 2024 Mature Content!

Sitting on the bed, I was waiting for my husband to arrive. It was our wedding Night. I rolled my toes as the visuals of him slowly touching my cheeks, making love to me was blurring my vision again and again. I was trying to compress my frequent blush that were turning my cheeks warm like candles. My lips unknowingly turning into the slight smile. Suddenly, the door pushed open and I shivered slightly. I could hear the slow and faded footsteps of him coming closer. I couldn't see him as my eyes were low and even covered with the veil. I felt him sitting on the bed, a little away from me. He was Sultan Aashiq Ibrahim Khan, my husband, and my childhood love. Ever since, I started knowing this world. I had imagined him my husband. And now, we were married through an arranged marriage. "What's your name? Begum," His voice was dark and deep. But it made my smile vanished all of sudden. My heart started beating insanely. I terrified honestly. "Tell me," he asked again. My eyes turned teary as I realised that he had no clue about my muteness. Yes, I couldn't speak. I had lost my voice forever in accident. But, the much I remember my father sent him a letter revealing it. "What happened? Are you okay?" He asked with concern, pulling my veil up. The tears left my eyes and I shivered. I sucked on my lips as my throat turned dry. Even my cries didn't have any voice. I moved my fingers to signal him that I was mute, a voiceless princess. But, his eyebrows turned in a thinned line and a immense shock was clear on his face. "Your fa... Family lied to me?" He stood up from the bed in anger. *** The life was difficult for ladies back in 17th century but it was worse for specially abled. This is the love story of Ruhani, a princess who can't speak but has a lot to say. Ever since, she lost her voice, she learnt to nod for everything and when she married to her childhood crush. Her life turned a complete turn. Mature content!!! It also have triggering scenes!!!

Losing this war means captured by the enemy empire and considered as their prostitutes and servants. Dreaming that situation made my heart race even more. I settled myself on the floor, close to the door. Time passed but no one came unlocking the door and allow me to fight for our pride. "Attention..." the speaker said loudly. I quickly stood up and I could feel my heart coming out of the skin. Anything can be announced at this moment. " As the Prince of Pratapgarh killed mercilessly by our strongest army, I declare the war won by the Mahabaleshgarh and all the property belonging to Pratapgarh claimed by our empire including all Money, Royalties, children and all the ladies..." I Stood Frozen at that moment. I can't hear anything else. I tried escaping the place but suddenly the door stand banged open. I ran and in the hurry, I banged to the table and fell on the floor. I tried to stand up but They came fastly and one of them caught me by pulling my hair and made me stand. It hurt like hell. I cried, I cried loudly feeling the fear and most of all losing my everything. The person holding my hair try to press his hand against my cheeks and then one of them said " Keep her for the Prince, she is the Princess Abhishree" "yes... I agree, Don't touch her. Princess can only be the prostitute of the Prince" Another one said. ~~~ The story is set back in the sixteen century When The most powerful empire Mahableshgarh attacked the another Empire Pratapgarh and won the battle effortlessly. Losing the battle doesn't come with the loss but with the dangerous situation for the ladies. They would be treated as prostitutes, Raped, work as a slave and in the most dangerous condition sold or killed. The never saw dream of Abhishree came true. She was taken by the Prince and has to work as his slave. But her attitude was never giving up. She considered that She was the Princess, She is the Princess and she will be the Princess. THE BATTLE IS NOT ENDED YET Mature content!!!

'WIFE'...huh you call yourself my wife, He said very calmly. "A girl like u cannot afford to become maid at my house and u call yourself my wife." He said and tightly gripped my arms ,wincing me in pain. "Aadi you are hurting me.leave me ahh..." I cried in pain. "LISTEN ,listen to me very carefully, u flithy wh**e off never, never I will give u a place of wife, neither in my life nor in my heart ." He said in a venomous tone. He pushed me with such a force that I fall on floor,hiting my head.He stromed out of room furiously, leaving me in tears..... ************************************ Mahi, A 25, years old girl living her life in los Angeles, USA. Away from her dreadful past. A beauty for which mens worshipped..she buried all her emotions 5 years ago.But what people don't know is her identity. Suddenly a phone call change her life, which made her stand in front of same past from which she is running away. Aditya Arora , A 27 years old cold-hearted,ruthless, short -tempered CEO of A.A. industries and a multi-billioniere. And ya also a playboy who likes the world to work the way he wants. His looks add charms to his personality. For which girls die. What will happen when love wants to bloom with the picious support of a holy matrimony...will they give themself a chance? To know more join the journey of mahi and Aditya .And how their past connects which each other. If you are looking for a beautiful indian love story written by destiny and their hardships in way of their love. Here's your destination my lovely readers. And sort of PLAGIARISM will not be tolerable..strict legal actions will be taken...all rights are reserved by the writer😊 I won't disappoint you. The book is not edited.