I hate keeping her underground in the cell. I love her so much. I gave her everything. HOW DARE SHE LEAVE ME? she is my wife. My other half. I know she is afraid but i love killing. I love the sight when my enemy's body drain out of blood. and did everything to keep all this away from her, hidden. she is too kind to understand this. Yet, she saw me killing my own "so called brother". she didn't even gave me a chance to explain myself. She is still unconscious. I found her and brought her here. GOD, I missed her, i missed her soft skin, her hazel eyes, her long brown hairs, her smile. But she left me. "wake up." i shouted pouring water on her. she opened her eyes. she is observing where she is. Cell is dark and damp, she can't see me. "I missed you, My love." I stepped towards her. Her eyes widened in shock. She can't move. her hands are tied above her head and legs secured in chains. I pulled her cheeks and made my way down. she still don't know that she is naked. I noticed my marks are gone. I marked her everyday leaving red marks on her skin. But now, she doesn't have one. This makes me angry. she frowned. "what shall I do with you?" I said picking up the whip from the ground. Tears roll down her eyes after looking at the glass pieces on the end of whip. it is meant to cut the skin. "P-p-please" she said shivering. "Don't worry, I will go gentle on you." i said pinching her nipple. "afterall, I still have to mark you." i completed. "No" she whispered. horrors visible in her eyes. "Don't do this please, I will tell you everything. Give me a chance. please " she said struggling hard to break free. I smiled. "You need to learn my love. For your own good. Just few days, let me purify you, let me mark you." I said chuckling. I hate to see her this horrified. I need to teach her. "MINE"

A story of a student who was reborn into the book that she make fun of it because it is so lame and cringe. But the problem is she was reborn as a baby in the world of a book of fantasy? royalties? historical? She was disguised as a man to conceal her identity because the day she was reborn the empire kill all the babies. Will she survive? in the world of a novel?

Let's play a game he said. And I agreed. He called it possession and the possession was me. Maybe just this one night I'll let Mr. Arizona possess me. I might call him sky when we are all together but secretly when he touches me, touches the heat of my skin and the lust that drips along my legs I call him Mr. Arizona again. It's a vile game we play where he lights a fire on my skin and I call him Mr. Arizona, watching the fire burn within his eyes when I moan it again and again. It's lust. That's what Mr. Arizona means. Just that single word and in different names as we play different games but tonight he calls it possession. Not another game of lust. He invited me to be won. To be possessed by him.

Sherry was a bright child that everyone loved. Her foster parents her step siblings and her friends. Everyone loved her and spoilt her. But she dies on the day of her marriage just as she was about to get her makeup done. A disease?? No?? On that very day her fiance is at hospital but not for her but because he is about to be daddy...... Sherry unknown to all this except the fact she was poisoned by her bridesmaid rebirths a day before her marriage. In this life she takes different options but then ugly truth about everything starts to surface. What would she do when she realizes everything was fake?? And a mysterious man appears out of nowhere and says as long as she marries him he would even wipe out whole of the city that made a fool out of her. Is he trustworthy?? Who is he?? Why is he so cold to her but warm at same time??

War is hard for a man. It cuts off the soul of a person. No one can survive it until they leave behind their sanity they said. A princess lost in a rebellion. She lead her life in comfort of her castle but reality was harsher for her. She was thought to be dead by her country but she returned as a knight for the king.

"They are strangers yet they are not, they are enemy yet they are not, they are friends yet they are not, they are each other world yet they are not"!! Love or Lust will surely happen when two same personalities will clash with each other in an Indian wedding, which is full of rituals and customs. Meet Vihaan Singh Rathore, the most eligible bachelor in the business world, the handsome jerk who is full of himself, is rude, wants to control everything, boss of his home, but on the top of it, excessive drinker. Meet Shanaya Malhotra, beautiful, cute, intelligent and emerging fashion designer. She hates men who drink, are controlling in nature, but on top of it, she is revengeful and does not forgive those who hurt her. Destiny is going to play the game.