RK is a man child and his parents decide to get him married to make him responsible, mature and more serious in life. Cover Courtesy : ImOrginal aka Nithya

Highest ranking #1 in Expectation hot list "Roshni, I guess that's your name?" "Yes" "I'm sorry for what I am about to tell you right now, I just don't want you to have any misconceptions about this marriage" "What do you mean?" "I don't like beating around the bush, so I will go straight to the point. I don't like you and don't want to get married to you, but I had to agree because my mom requested this from me" "What are you trying to say?" "You shouldn't have any expectations from me or from this marriage" **Formerly known as Arranged marriage** #47 in friendship.

EDITING CREDIT: Redline0311 WAHAAJ ALI KHAN he is the definition of ruthless mafia . he doesnt care about anyone except his mother. people avoid looking in his eyes in fear of seeing his black soul. ABEERA KHAN A sweet innocent girl . likes to be happy and make other happy . in short, a soul loved by everyone . (hello guyzz! i hope that you will like this story. please comment and vote HAPPY READING !)

🌟 NOW OUT ON KINDLE 🌟 https://mybook.to/BoundByLaw *** Marriage is a sacred union tying two people that love each other, together. It brings happiness and blessings. Or that's what it should be. The marriage between traditional Karishma Varghese and the cold-hearted Jai Agarwal was anything but. Horrible circumstances force these two strangers together. Now bound by law, they struggle with feelings of hate in what they think is a loveless marriage, both holding deep, dark secrets, capable of ruining everything. Those very secrets and differences, however, could be what brings these two together in ❧ "Just because we're legally bound together, doesn't mean I love you." He leaned down, spitting out the next words menacingly. "And I never will." I tried to hold back the tears as his amber eyes blazed with anger. "O-okay." "Now, stay out of my fucking personal life or I won't hesitate to ruin yours." As he left, I broke down. The truth was, I never thought that someone could hate me so much that they'd look at me like they wanted to kill me. Especially not if that someone was supposed to be my husband. ❧ Credit to @IamSumayya for making this absolutely gorgeous cover! Thank you so much for taking your time to make it! ❤️ PS. Highly unedited. Don't read if you're gonna point out every single mistake.

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

Highest rank-#5 in Romance The story is about Shanaya Subrmaniam, and Karthik Iyer. Both were forced into the marriage. Yet Shanaya decided to get their marriage to work. But Karthik was already in love with someone else. Read ahead to see what happens further... Let's see what happens to two stubborn people, one who decided to get the marriage to work. One who decided to stay away from the magical bond of marriage. Let's see where does their relation head

This is not my work, all credit goes to SmilinForYa on http://www.onedirectionfanfiction.com/ _____________________________________. Story Notes: This will be a dark story! Just a heads up. Harry will be possessive. _____________________________________ Summary: I was told to stay away from him. He was nothing but dangerous. He did terrible things. He "had no heart". But now it's too late. According to him, I was his. And the more time I spent with him, the more I realized just how twisted the world truly is. Because life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain. Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEmSSEIhhUw&feature=youtu.be 2nd Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SMSMy1PQwbk Rated: MA. Romance Characters: - OCF, Harry Styles Warnings: Abuse, Language, Sexual Content

(The official SPIN-OFF of UNKNOWINGLY HIS) "Why have you kidnapped me"?She asked, her lips wobbling,feeling like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. "Don't put it that way, please!" "Then how do you want me to put it, if this isn't kidnapping?!"She yelled at him, fuming in anger as she stood up from the bed. * "Ms.Mehek, please.."He called, taking long strides towards her. "Dont come near me!"She yelled and started throwing the things at him which were kept at the bed side table, while he dodged them easily. "Dont come near me, you make me disgusted with myself. You are a non-mehram." She pushed him with full force and he stumbled back. "Then get ready for the Nikah!"He said, calmly after a long moment of silence and dashed out of the room.

Highest ranking #1 as on 4th July 2017 "Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt, do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy, and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose, but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.