"There's no such thing as love. You're mistaking physical attraction for it—" I returned indifferently, still not daring to meet his eyes. Not even, when I felt him inch closer to the exposed side of my nape. His warm breath tickled my bare skin while his hands found mine and intertwined his fingers through mine.

"If that's what I desired, then I would have already devoured every inch of you by now—and there was nothing you could have done to stop me—" He whispered against my neck and before I could protest any further, a sharp pain piercing through the skin of my neck made me gasp.

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What happens when Zaira ends up marrying the ‘wrong’ brother?

When Zaira completed her medical degree, all she hoped and wished for was to be left alone. Needless to say, her parents had tied her with the perfect match, in Harris. A twisted turn of fate, traps her in matrimony with Rayyan. The very person whom she never wished to set eyes upon again, if she could help it; let alone cross paths with, after he betrayed her trust a long time ago.

All isn't what appears, when the two get entangled in a web of deception, weaved from selfishness of people around them. A story about two damaged people and their struggle to fight demons within and beyond. 

And protecting their hearts from the worst of ailments. Love.

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The Wrong Wedding

"I won't marry." I announced and the room fell silent. No one had asked my opinion in particular. Everyone was sitting in the lounge, including my parents and siblings, as they discussed my marriage prospects with different guys. I watched everyone's gaze turn up towards me, who was sitting at the far-end couch of the room. 


At last Dad spoke, as he turned an icy gaze towards me. I felt my heart stop for a moment there, before it started throbbing. 


"If you think that you have a say in this regard, then you are highly mistaken." He said, before looking away. 


"No one besides her, has ever misbehaved in this manner. Every time she just has to disobey us. Do you enjoy bringing us humiliation that much? Ungrateful brat. Get out of my sight!" He shouted the last part while looking at me. 


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