Final Act Of Love

The story revolves around Adhyayan Joshi, a celebrity chef and Anvesha Chatterjee, a journalist. Adhyayan Joshi, an arrogant professional is just impeccable as the Sun while Anvesha Chatterjee is as tender as a raindrop. When these two individuals meet, the sparks fly forming a beautiful rainbow!

Just Before the engagement party began, Audrey walked up to Keith with the bad news. “Sophia is missing, am guessing she must have eloped with her boyfriend Frederick”. Keith dazed at her, everyone was gathered, his family, friends, business partners and reporters were everywhere all eagered to meet the young mistress of the Winslow family. He strode into the room and meet Lindsey, the event planner, staring at her, he uttered “Can you fit into Sophia's shoe" Audrey stared at him stunned, the suprise look on her face mixed with jealousy didn't escape Lindsey who gulped feeling nervous. "Keith what are you doing?" Audrey asked but Keith didn't spare her a glance

This is a love story of two brilliant individuals who are made for each other. Dr. Niharika Sehgal, a badass businesswoman is ruling over the cosmetic industry. She is keen on funding a project for the production of organic anti-aging cosmetics. Born with a silver spoon, she is indeed, beauty with brains. Dr. Arpit Khandelwal, is a renowned botanist working over wide range of plants discovering their anti-aging properties. Being from a normal family and having sudied from Cambridge, he is indeed, a brilliant man. Interestingly both of our protagonists are graduated from same college. Let's discover the affectionate journey of Niharika and Arpit pulling up the strings of love. Let's began the rollercoaster ride.

My husband's true love's son starts burning up in the middle of the night. He leaves me behind to take him to the hospital. I clutch my belly and wait for him to return, but all I get is news of my child dying of asphyxiation. I'm in agony after losing my child, and I lose hope in everything. I jump off the building and welcome death. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day that I slip and fall and give birth prematurely. This time, all I want is for my child to be born safe and sound. Nicholas Zimmer, I don't want you anymore!

Sylvia's sister Vivian was once drunk driving and killed Liam's two-month pregnant girlfriend. Vivian was saved by her family by sending her to Italy to hide. Liam suspected that his girlfriend's death had many twists, so he gave it to someone to investigate. Because he couldn't find Vivian, he kidnapped Sylvia while she was on her way to the university. Sylvia endured his abuses because of her sister's sins, life was worse than death and was raped by Liam many times. Sylvia tried to escape but was caught, tortured even more. Liam found the camera recording the accident that year, sent Sylvia to prison but did not know she was pregnant. When the baby was one year old, Sylvia took the opportunity to catch the fire and ran away with her child. Leo is Sylvia's uncle but only the adopted son of the Cavill family, the two have feelings for each other, so Leo tried everything to investigate Liam but could not find any evidence. Just know that before becoming the adopted son of a billionaire, Liam was an orphan. Sylvia was also an orphan who was adopted by the Cavill family along with Leo. The three used to know each other, but Liam lost his memory after a car accident.

I'm the ultimate predator, a bear shifter. I live by a code. Hunt or be hunted. Kill or be killed. Then I meet her. The second I catch her scent, I know she was meant for me. She was born to wear my mark and I was born to protect her. She belonged to my enemy until I took her. He wants her back. He'll wage war to get her, but no one's taking her from me. She's mine, and I'm not letting her go.

The day my father jumps to his death, I'm taken in by Scout Saccone, an influential scion. He treats me like a princess for eight years, turning me into the target of everyone's envy. However, everything changes when he walks right into a trap and has a wild night with me after being drugged. I can't stop myself from confessing my deep-seated love for him when at the peak of my flame. To my devastation, he thinks I drugged him to have my way with him. He berates me for being shameless and hedonistic. The following day, he announced his impending marriage to his childhood sweetheart. Everyone thinks I'll kick up a fuss as I've always done, but I merely take a pill to end my pregnancy. Then, I leave without a word on his wedding day.

Ellen Laura a returnee translator who is proficient in many foreign languages, traveled to the nationalist period due to a car accident and became Ellen Laura, a country gentleman. Ellen Laura has a good family background, beautiful skin, and a handsome, young, and promising young marshal fiance Elmer Robert. It's just that Ellen Laura was born in a declining old-fashioned family, so he was just conservative and ignorant. His fiance despised her from the bottom of his heart, and outside Elmer Robert he sneered at her, despised her feudal thinking, had never seen the world and would not marry her even if she was pregnant. Ellen Laura's fiance's secretary also mocked her with a dubious accent in a foreign language. "Miss.Ellen, have you ever been to the cinema?" - Excuse me?You city folks really know how to play. "

When my husband returned home to visit his parents, I noticed that he forgot to bring back the specialties he had bought. I ran after him, only to find him getting out of a car in a suit. His childhood friend stepped forward to welcome him. They held hands and smiled as they looked into each other’s eyes. They looked like a happy, newlywed couple. Only when my husband saw me standing not too far away did he hurriedly distance himself from his childhood friend. “Her mother’s critically ill, and her mother’s only wish is to see her get married. I’m just helping her.” I simply smiled. I pushed him right back to his childhood friend’s side and started cheering with everyone else. “When’s the baby coming?! I’ll be sure to wrap a nice gift!”

In the third year of our marriage, my husband's first love got a divorce. He gave her the forty-five thousand dollars we had saved for a house because she was left with nothing and struggling to make ends meet. I urged him to ask for the money back, but he pointed at my face and angrily shouted, "You used to be so gentle and virtuous—what happened? Why are you so selfish, so shallow now?" "Is forty-five thousand dollars really worth you making a fuss over?" "Chloe is starting over with nothing, raising a child on her own. Don't you feel any sympathy for her?" Fine. He was noble, he was merciful. I did not argue further, because the one who needed money for cancer treatment was him, not me.