Which English Translations Of Kabuliwala Keep The Original Tone?

"Marry me.", Nicolas had his eyes fixed on her lips. "Huh? Pardon?", Sanaya was totally surprised. She was in a dream? Or... ** Sanaya Roy Chowdhury, from a small town in India who ran away from home. Twenty one years old Beautiful, tall and a simple girl. After running away to the USA she thought she finally got her freedom but one day, when she went to a party with her best friend she was lost. When she was searching for a way out she was chased by bad boys. In order to save herself from them she asked a complete stranger to pretend to kiss her. Exactly when she thought she was saved there was something waiting for her... When the stranger will ask her to marry him, will she agree? But he'll have her agreeing anyway possible because he wants her, AT ANY COST. His name is Nicolas Davis.

“And what you tried today,” I winced in pain as he held my nape from behind before turning me around. I peered up at him in fear while he stared down at me with his intimidating eyes. His eyes were thundering. Leaning down further, he made my pulse rise. Being so close to him— a man, no less, I could see the clear spec of blackness inside his dark eyes. They were so raw and so dark and so piercing. “I would suggest you not try it again,” he added, his bottomless brooding eyes burned into mine, “because no matter how hard you are going to try, you are never going to get out of here without my permission. Away from my sight,” he vowed in a menacing tone that had no expression at all. “Don't get your hopes high.” Tears split down my eyes while he studied my face. “You like escaping. Don't you?” He explained to me in a condescending tone. “Let's see how you are going to try now with my eyes on you— all the time." “You can try all you want, but you can never break my spirits!” I looked at him, directly in his eyes without blinking. His eyes were still focussed on my face as he slowly stepped around me. “Do you mean it?” His voice was strangely soft, “Maybe I cannot. But.. ” Adding to his intimidating aura. Shaur. “No.. ” I whispered. “I can break him.” His gaze met mine in an instant. “You seem to have forgotten your own mental capacity of understanding certain situations. Let me refresh it for you.” His eyes seemed to burn holes at me. “I'd rather not get blood on your dress.” WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

Found in the marooned ruins of Chavand was a book ripped and torn. Its yellowed pages eaten up and coiled. Forgotten and unheard about was this book until it came to light. His legends lived on, his tales of valour prevailed. His glory seemed enternal and he was worshiped and adored. But his heart remained shrouded in a cloak of mystery. His emotions, his turmoils went unnoticed in an attempt to make him great. Seen as someone who was invincible and immortal, the Rana changes your perspective from his greatness to his soft heart. Written across the pages during his last moments, he wrote his own life. Where bards would be at a loss and poets were simply lost in his glory and valor, the Rana is said to be the only one who could write about himself.

Warning: SPG⚠️ Trigger: Che@ting, PT$D, S€lf-harm, St@lking, Kidn@pping, Too much dr@ma Type of Main Lead: Antagonist/Protagonist Blurb: Elyana Begum's husband, Lucas Wilhelm, makes her believe she is to blame for their failing marriage. We she caught him and another woman making out inside the bedroom of their resthouse given to her as a gift for their wedding anniversary, Lucas used the reason his wife couldn't give him a child that's why he did it—pushing Elyana to file for divorce to completely cut ties with him. Betrayed and heartbroken, she left England for good without knowing the truth of her husband's infidelity. She found shelter on the side of her childhood best friend, Felipe, a.k.a. Felicity. Handsome, successful matchmaker who labeled himself gay and had no interest in women. As Elyana spends time with him day and night, she eventually feels her heart pounding harshly when Felipe is close. His gentleness towards her and how much he cares makes her want to be with him more often; however, Lucas' sudden appearance, bringing up the truth to take her back, puts Elyana's heart into turmoil.

Matthew Walsh, a young pickpocket, saves Arabella, a spirited young lady who's been kidnapped by the gang of thugs he's just joined and helps her escape. Soon they fall in love with each other, only to be too quickly separated by her aunt's wicked scheme. Being hunted by his former gang, Matthew flees to London, where he accidentally saves the life of Mr. Goddard, a notorious gaming club owner. The man recruits him to be his employee and bequeaths him an obscene amount of fortune. When Goddard draws his last breath, his final wish is for Matthew to marry his daughter Marguerite, who has been loving him from the first time they met. Unable to forget Arabella, Matthew is caught in a quandary. Just as he is ready to settle down with Marguerite, he comes across his long-lost love, Arabella, at a party. Obliged to marry a woman and desperately wants another, Matthew finds himself at a crossroads. Should he choose the woman he always dreamed of, or the one who's been there for him the whole time?

Warning: Mature content! He let his hand squeeze her breast gently through the gown she wore, then he applied a little bit of force. He heard her make a whimpering sound into his mouth and he swallowed it up. He released her hands and pushed her to himself with his hand while caressing her breast. *** His unwilling slave… Fiery and innocent, Lady Roksolana was once the esteemed and privileged daughter of the sultanate king. Until she was captured by the enemy, the all powerful and devilishly charming Sultan, Sheikh Jamal Aamil. The ruthless king… Worshipped as a god by his people, sinfully hot Jamal takes ahold of Roksolana during an attack and back to his palace. Drawn to her exotic beauty, he tries to bends her to his seductive whims. Except that Roksolana refuses to suppress her bold spirit for any man, especially such an arrogant one like Jamal, who sees her as nothing but his possession, a jewel in his harem and a slave to slake his pleasure on. Bound together by desire… Soon, Roksolana finds herself succumbing to his sensual touches and in the process falls in love with him. But with another danger in the air, ememies scheming wicked plots and his favorite mistress raging with jealousy, will these two be able to find love in the midst of all the chaos? A thrilling tale of love, lust and desire.