Pyrocynical x Female Reader: Ex

"Bu...But we are married" I tried to defend myself "But I don't consider you my wife, get the hell out of my room" He yelled I couldn't help but just stare him "You Bloody whore , get out" He slammed the door in front of me as hard as he could. "I hate you" I muttered under my breatheZara Haider , a 28 year old cardiologist marries an egositic rich brat Shuja Asif, She is a average girl who is practicing Muslimah, she doesn't believes in love. She is a introvert and never fights for her right but when she is forced to marry Shuja Haider her whole perfect life turns into imperfect one.Shuja Asif , a 28 year old Owner of 5 star hotels around world had been forced into marriage with Zara haider who is not of his type. He is egoistic and is already in love with a model "Samaira". A muslim love story, where both of them carry hatred towards each other. One of them believes in love and one of them hates the idea of being in love. Will their world ever colide? Will Zara and Shuja ever get along? To know more , Check the book.#unedited#63 in Spiritual --31st july 2017 #53 in Spiritual --1st August 2017#45 in Spiritual --2nd Aug 2017#30 In Spiritual --3rd Aug 2017#28 in Spiritual --7 Aug 2017#23 in Spiritual --8/9 Aug 2017#22 in Spirirual -- 10 Aug 2017#20 in Spiritual 11 Aug 2017 #18 in Spiritual -- 13 Aug 2017#13 in Spiritual -- 16 Aug 2017 Cover by Miss Beautiful @Twinkle_Teardrops

- " لِماذا ترتدي سماعات الرأس دائمًا ؟ " - " هذا ليسَ من شأنِك " عندما يتطفلُ جونغكوك على الفتى المصاب بالحساسية الإنتقائية للأصوات

ℙ𝔸ℝ𝕋 𝟙𝘋𝘌𝘒𝘈𝘛 𝘚𝘐𝘕𝘐 𝘚𝘈𝘠𝘈 𝘊𝘜𝘔𝘈 𝘙𝘌𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘕𝘋 𝘽𝙊𝙔𝙎 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘠 𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙄𝘼 & 𝙀𝙉𝙂𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙃. 𝘚𝘖 𝘒𝘈𝘓𝘈𝘜 𝘒𝘖𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎 𝘕𝘈𝘒 𝘉𝘈𝘊𝘈 𝘛𝘈𝘗𝘐 𝘛𝘈𝘒 𝘛𝘈𝘏𝘜 𝘛𝘈𝘑𝘜𝘒 𝘈𝘗𝘈. 𝘒𝘖𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎 𝘉𝘖𝘓𝘌𝘏 𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘊𝘒 𝘋𝘌𝘒𝘈𝘛 𝘚𝘐𝘕𝘐 𝘖𝘒𝘌𝘠.✨[𝘑𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘈𝘕 𝘓𝘜𝘗𝘈 𝘝𝘖𝘛𝘌]🧡

Zubiya is thrown out of her house after being falsely accused of having an affair with a guy. Finding herself at a dead-end she seeks help from the person who had saved her at the right time.This is the story of a girl who overcomes the problems of a reserved society and grows into a confident person with the encouragement of her new loved ones.PS: This story is inspired by the famous novel Wo Yakeen Ka Naya Safar written by the author Farhat Ishtiaq. This is just my idea - How the story would have continued if it would've taken a turn towards another way.Copyrights ©️ 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞

First book of Rajput seriesEkansh Singh RajputKing of Rajasthan(Hukum) 26 years old CEO of Rajput industries. Ruthless, cold, arrogant man. His family is everything for him. Doesn't believe in love until he met..... Arohi singhaniaA psychologist 24 years old . A soft girl with kind heart. Princess of Singhanias loves her family. Perfect example of beauty with brain...... Destiny ties two opposite people in arrange marriage.......

Short stories,with some from 1st and tales with it.. Www AA

I screamed at the top of my lungs when he slashed the boy's neck with his claw. The boy next to the dead body stood frozen while he visibly squeezed the boy's head into nothing. Jack pushed me at the monster and ran out the door, but he didn't make it far. He caught up with him and bit off his head, blood trickling down his chin. Then the monster turned towards me and threw Jack through the window, loosing interest in the boy in a second. He walked towards my shaking body, leaning his 8 foot body down to mine. The smile that formed on his disgusting face made my stomach do a 360° flip. And the fire that was enveloping him was making my eyes burn. "Missed me girly?"* * *DO NOT RE-POST THIS STORY. ~Warning: Lots of bad words and sexual content.~*Leaving a cute comment will get a chapter dedicated to you^^*Copyright © 2015 evil_panda22

[BUNDLE]BOOK 1: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried.For better or for worse.To have and to hold a demon for eternity.She says demons haunt the night, inflecting everything in their path. But where I come from demons don't just lurk around the shadows.They breed in your head.Feasting on your soul until you cease to exist.And, mine just woke up infested in wicked lies.Till death do us apart, little soul.BOOK 2: Girls like them are expected to dance to the tune of evil.To smile with the taste of souls in their veins and vengeance in their hearts.To feed the ghosts and the monsters within them.Discarded by the world and hidden in a maze of twisted creatures, I'm barely holding into my sanity, trapped between the past and the present.Between good and evil.Until one day I no longer recognize myself or them.He says he can see beyond the evil that I am. But it's not him that my madness prevails for or HIM.Because I'm starting to hear their tune, dancing to destruction and chaos.BOOK 3: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried.Like my mistakes.Your past.Now the grave is open and corpses are crawling out. Corpses inflicted with lies and betrayals. Corpses that you pull the strings of, corpses that even Hell is afraid to take. You see, little soul, you think that makes you the monster in our story.But you forgot me.You forgot my promise.Our story might have ended with till death do us apart.But even death has a shadow to lose.