17 Chapters
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Male leads
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Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
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Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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Chapter 15
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Chapter 16
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Just a normal girl trying to figure out what to do with her life...
Their Unsparing Destiny
"N-N-Nahi hum aap ke samne haath jodte hain aaj nahi hume bohot dard h-hota hai." she cried out while joining her hands in front of him. "Idhar aa jaldi!" he commanded her in his authoritative voice making her stomach churn and insides shudder. "N-N-Nahi jaane dein hume. Ye mat karein." she cried out loudly when he started to charge towards her. She decided to run in opposite direction in order to save herself but before she could even take a single step away from her place he was standing right in front of her and snatched her dupatta away from her. _______ "Can you give me a glass of water?" He asked her in his cold and stoic voice which always scares her because he looks too intimidating to her. "J-J-Ji? Aap ne abhi kya kaha humare samajh mein n-nahi aya." She said while her eyes lowered at the floor finding it most interesting thing in the world. "Kya aap humein ek glass paani de sakti hain?" as soon as these words escaped her mouth her head snapped towards him. Her honey brown eyes wide as they will come out soon. Tears welled up in her eyes because no one has ever talked to her with this much respect and calmness. Moreover, she was shocked too after hearing him talking in her native language which she didn't even expect from him. Ryker Verlice, the most feared mob boss of Ireland. Everyone fears him because of his intimidated and impatient aura. His anger issues are cherry on top. He cares for nothing literally nothing but what happens when a caged and scared beauty catches his eyes? Inaayat, the caged and scared beauty is serving the thakurs since her childhood. She has no identity except the maid of the thakurs. No one knows her because she lives hidden by the thakurs. They have broken her to the extent that she couldn't trust anyone but what will happen when an unknown intimidating man will start standing up for her? {His baccha âĽď¸ Her rehbar} â˘Caged princess â˘Age gap â˘Emotional story
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His Foreign Love
"What did you think?! Just because I spent some great time with you, does that mean I love you??" Jessica yelled at Yuvaan which made a frown to appear on his face because he didn't understand why she was so angry at him. "Main aapse sach mein bohot pyaar karta hoon, Gulabo jii." Yuvaan said with his brown eyes glistening with unshed tears because he didn't expect her to react like that. "Why he is so annoying, bloody illiterate man?! Why are you behind me? You are not even near my status." Jessica exclaimed annoyingly yet angrily while looking at her friend and then back at Yuvaan who had a beautiful smile at his face yet tears in his eyes. Then she walked away from there leaving him alone at the middle of nowhere. _____ "Please Yuvaan talk to me!!" Jessica said to the man standing in front of her. His brown eyes held so much coldness that she couldn't tolerate it. "Ms. Jones, I would like you to stay in your limits and leave my hand. I'm not your lover or friend but your business partner and I like to keep my things professional." Yuvaan said without looking at her and jerked her hands away from him. He walked away from there leaving her alone in the corridor. "I'm sorry Yuvaan for hurting you." Jessica whispered to herself while looking down at her feet and a tear lone rolled down her eye. What happened that Yuvaan Singh Raghuvanshi who used to love Jessica Jones dearly turned too cold towards her? How will the love of two different country people with different languages and huge communication gap will work? {His Gulabo âĽď¸ Her Yuvi} â˘Grumpy x Sunshine â˘Foreigner female girl â˘Desi male lead â˘Love hate story â˘Humiliation â˘Broken
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Yeh Dooriyan
[BASED ON TRUE EVENTS] [Author's one sided love story] "I want divorce." Prerna declared in her hoarse voice and anyone could tell that she was crying. "What?" Kabeer asked in confusion but deep inside he was not confused even a bit. "You were dying to divorce me right? Then now I'm ready, I want divorce." Prerna said and sobbed out. The pain she was feeling in her heart was too much to handle. "Stop joking around we are not getting divorce." Kabeer said unsure of his words because the determination in her eyes was telling him that she is serious. Prerna placed divorce papers in his hands with her signature already on it. The land under his feet slipped because he never thought that it could be true. The words he said in anger to her took that much toll on her that now she is ready to make them true. He gazed in her tear filled eyes and he shook his head in denial. "No." he whispered almost inaudibly. Now all he was praying that he would be sleeping and all this is just a nightmare. ~~~ Prerna Kulshreshta, a twenty six year old college graduate has a dream to become a writer and for now she was working as a editor in a company. She was also preparing for admission in the best business schools in India. But all of her dreams flipped off when the love of her childhood tried to give up on his life. Kabeer Singh Rathore, a twenty six year old post graduate is forced to join the business of his family. He never had a choice in career but not even wanted to a businessman but his parents forced him into it and made him the man he is now. He was almost emotionless. He likes to be alone now because his parents always interfered in his life to the extent that he became tired and tried to give up on his life. Want to know the whole rollercoaster ride of Prerna and Kabeer then come join me and together see what will happen with their lives?
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His Enchanting Temptress
"Strip!" Zavier commanded in his thick and husky voice which made a shiver ran down to Innara's spine. "Please don't Ari---" she tried to plead and felt tears burning her eyes but she chose to not to show her weakness to the cruel and emotionless man in front her but Zavier cut off her sentence in the middle. "I said Strip, Mi pĂĄjaro." Zavier said again with a sternness in his eyes demanding obedience from her. His aura screaming at her to not to defy his words but she was helpless in front of the situation. "Momma?" a meek voice came from the other side of the door and Innara immediately recognized it as her daughter's voice. "Momma?" again Aria's voice came from the other side of the door and by the voice of her Innara could clearly tell she was about to cry. Innara opened her mouth to respond her daughter but Zavier placed his hand over her mouth muffling her voice inside it. "Now I'll fuck you right against this door so your daughter can know what her momma is doing inside this room." Zavier whispered in her ear lowly bitting at her ear lobe making Innara to whimper in pain and fear. *** Zavier Garcia, the mafia boss of Mexican mafia is cold, rude and arrogant type of man. He is a man of strict principles. He likes to keep his things to himself because he doesn't have any person for whom he can get possessive and keep them to themselves not live he want someone. He likes to live alone and he is fine with that. Innara, is a less spoken, simple and elegant woman. She is a single mother has a cute and beautiful three years old daughter Aria. Her world revolves around Aria. She has no one in her life except Aria and her best friend Nitya. She doesn't know what's her true identity from where did she come from. She doesn't know who her family is. But what will happen when circumstances will force Innara to beg in front of Zavier to make her his play thing? Will she put her self respect at stake and feed to Zavier's arrogance?
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