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~Together they created a world of chaos, in search of love~


They are two worlds apart!



An unlucky fate.



Destiny played an unfair game towards Narika,  by entangling her fate with the dead. She was marked out to be the bride of a restless ghost, and now Narika Singh must endeavor to fight her way out.



ADRIK IVANOV! 



A ghost driven by nothing, but revenge against the family that ruined his life, and that of the woman he loved.



He has only one goal, to ruin the lives of the Singh family but that is until he sees her, Narika Singh. An enemy that he fell so hard and deeply for, or so he thought, because of her uncanny resemblance to his past lover?



But would it ever be possible to fall in love with a ghost? After all, love conquers all, right?



What would happen when Narika meets Adrik, the ghost groom, and learns of the twisted fate between the both of them?



Would she waver in her decision to ban him forever in the underworld?



 And Adrik, would he ever let go of the woman given the second chance he got,  or move ahead with his revenge?



With Lucifer, king of the hell in the picture,  who would do anything to get Narika to bear him a baby, hell's saving grace. Adrik would have to do more than protect the woman he has fallen in love with, a second time.



Warning: Everything in this book is fiction, any resemblance to anyone is all but a mistake. No part of this publication should be published by any external company. 
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"What do you want from me!" 



She shouted, watching from where she sat with her hands bound, leaving her all completely at his mercy.



"The right question  should be, what exactly do you and your entire family owe me?"



He breathed right at her face, grabbing her jaw in his palm to keep her eyes on him. 



He had been keeping watch on her for a while, but now he's come to claim what rightfully belongs to him.



Another daughter of the Singhs!



This was a means to an end, and Narika would be the compensation for what they had done to him.



"We owe you nothing, I have no idea what you are talking  about, let me go!" She cried.



"Shh sweetheart, it's okay. " He cooed, patting her hair while giving her those creepy looks of his, that scared the hell out of her.



"Let me go!''She shouted, but it was too late for her to see that he was not here to joke with either her or her family.



He grabbed her  hair, and pushed her up against the wall of her room, "I will be coming for you soon, and when i come. No one will stand in my way of getting what i want…not including you princess!"



"I pray your soul rots in the deepest part of hell where you came  from, I detest you!"She yelled.



"The feeling is mutual, I hate and at the same time feel things for you, that i am sure don't make any sense to me." Adrik complained, before covering the space between them.



"What have you done to me, Narika?"



A/N:My Official story for the WSA competition, your support is massively needed.


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*356 days to love* 



*A Mommy For Hire:The heiress must get married*



*Dangerous Love:Two can play this game*



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Narika: The Ghost Bride

The Billionaire's Beautiful Mi

Adrian fluttered his eyes open, as he used his hands to cover his face from the streak of bright light that came through the window, before he sat up to observe his environment.

A smile pulled up at his face, and he couldn't help but smile. It's been weeks since he's being in deep torture over Killa taking control of his body, and having huge control over him that it was impossible for him to take over his body.

Adrian looked at his side to see the drip connected to his left hand; he didn't remember much since after Killa met Polina at Kaiden's party. The memories came out blurry, and he understood that it was going to be hard for him, gaining access to them since it's not his. It's Killa's memory.

The motherfucker was trying to fight his way out, but unfortunately he's not stepping down without a fight. Until something clicked when he tried to stand up.

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty: He Wished For Death To Free Him From This Torture.