#BOOK 1 IN CHRONICLES OF LOVE SERIES "𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒆𝒌 𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒚𝒂, 𝑫𝒊𝒍 𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒋𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒂." ~💗~ Arzaan Shah Ghazi is ruthless and enigmatic. He returns to his home after five years in Turkey, where he built a reputation as a feared mafia boss. Beneath his cold exterior lies a man fiercely loyal to his childhood love, Zairah Rahman, his cousin uncle's daughter, the one person who has always held his heart. Zairah Rahman is sweet, caring, and adored by her family. She is everything Arzaan is not. A college student with a bright future, she has always feared Arzaan's intimidating aura and the dark stories surrounding him. But her world shatters when she's forced into a marriage with him, a man she neither trusts nor understands. When a sudden accident occurs, Zairah is faced with the secrets and truths that turn her life upside down. As she struggles to decide whether her husband is a threat or her protector, will she be able to reveal the truths about her family?

'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their destinies are bound. And the person who connects their fate is 'Niskarsh Bedi'. 'Niskarsh Bedi', the younger son of the Bedi family who lives miles away from his family in Canada. Maanvi Arora, who is engaged to Niskarsh's elder brother Abhimaan Bedi, who hates Niskarsh. Nearly fifteen years later, Niskarsh has returned to India, taking Maanvi who had gone to Canada two years back for studies. But on seeing Manvi, both the Bedi family and the Arora family were stunned. What such change has happened inside Manvi in these two years, which has surprised everyone? Why does Abhimaan hate his own brother Niskarsh? And, why was Niskarsh living in Canada away from his family for fifteen years? And who is Sharanya? After all, how is her fate intertwined with Manvi's? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha.

With a scholarship for the best high school athlete held at their feet, a rivalry ensues between an ice hockey captain and a soccer captain. When event after event puts them up against one another, will there be a way for them to ruin the other, or will one face a change of heart? ©eerials2024, completed. highest rankings #1 in parksunghoon

Love is not something you find, it's something you build. -Kashvi Raghuvanshi- Beneath her radiant smile, a soul as sweet as honey, cradles a mind brimming with wit and charm, concealing the subtle pangs of her hidden pain. -Atharva Rajput- The grumpy bachelor with a heart devoted solely to his work, he guards his heart fiercely, refusing to succumb to the temptations of love, for it does not suit the rhythm of his life. Destined to be bound by the thread of fate two souls united, not by choice, but just because of their parents. Will this union formed in the stars above survive the challenges ahead? Will they open their hearts and embrace their fate turning an arrangement into a bond forever? ___________ "पसंद करने लगा हू आपको" "थोड़ा सब्र किजिये, प्यार भी हो जाएगा" 🪐🪷🪕🦢✨- [on hold until may 2025]

𝙏𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣; 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙘𝙮-𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. And as soon as we entered in the hospital, my friend Raina-who had just begun her night shift-spotted us. She rushed over, her face clouded with concern. "Who... who is he? And where did you find him? In this condition?" "Let's focus on treating him first," I replied, helping the stranger towards the public ward. A while later, after Raina and I had cleaned his wound and dressed it, he seemed a little better. His breathing had steadied, but he still winced when he moved. "How do you feel now?" I asked. "I... I'm fine. Thank you for helping me," he said, his hand instinctively grazing his injured shoulder as if trying to mask his pain. "Who are you? And how did you get hurt?" I questioned, my voice laced with curiosity. For a moment, he said nothing. His gaze lingered on me, unreadable. And then, with a faint smirk, he finally spoke. "𝘈𝘥𝘪𝘵. 𝘔𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘈𝘥𝘪𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴?" "𝘔𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘪," I answered, hesitating for a fraction of a second. Just then, from the small television mounted on the ward's wall, a breaking news headline caught my attention: "A major update from Delhi! The opposition party, Supreme Vision Alliance, has announced the sudden disappearance of Anugrah Mehra's eldest son. Reports suggest that ever since Anugrah Mehra appointed him as the heir to his political party, he has been missing from home. But the bigger question remains-why did Anugrah Mehra entrust his empire to someone who has never been involved in politics, someone the people have never even seen? But rn, the most imp ques, 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘈𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘔𝘦𝘩

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

#BOOK 2 in #His Obsession Series RUINATION OF DESIRES (EARLIER NAMED AS AARVI) Shivaay Mahajan, 28, the son of a powerful business family, is a man of calm composure and icy determination. On the surface, he's the heart of his family, a loving son who seemingly leads an ordinary life as the assistant to his best friend. But beneath the facade, he deals in drugs and weapons, keeping his dark world hidden from his loved ones. Despite having everything he could ask for, there's one thing he can't possess-his heartbeat, his Aarvi. Aarvi Mishra, 25, grew up in a middle-class family that inexplicably despises her. Though she has a stutter, she works hard as her best friend's assistant, supported by their unwavering friendship. In her heart, however, there's only one person who truly understood her-Shiv. He never saw her stutter, only her. They were college sweethearts, but a painful separation shattered their world. Now, after three long years apart, fate brings them face to face again. Shivaay, obsessed and ready to fight the world for Aarvi, can't let go. Aarvi, torn between her love and the fear of what it would mean for her family, stands at a crossroads. Will they rekindle their once passionate love, or will twisted fate keep them apart forever? What happens when the past you ran from returns?

──── ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ "What did you just call us?" His voice trailed off into a dangerous whisper as his hand slowly inched closer to my thigh. "I-I didn't mean to," I whispered, my voice cracking under the weight of his presence. I tried to speak up, to explain myself, but the words got stuck in my throat as he leaned in even closer. "Call us fake again, I dare you." he repeated, his fingers pressing against my soaked panties. "Dhruv" I gasped, my voice shaky and filled with desire. "Call us fake again, and I'll fuck you until you lose all sense of reality." The words left his lips with a dangerous edge, a warning and a promise all at once. What I should have felt was fear, but instead, a deep desire took over my entire being, a longing to feel his touch. ────୨ৎ──── ANAMIKA CHAUHAN, The princess of Udaipur who transferred into the university for her second year. Her arrival brought a new aura of elegance and mystery, and many students were curious about the regal figure who now walked the same halls as them. "I cannot do this anymore. I'll just be a stripper at this point." DHRUV MALHOTRA, The reserved campus crush who made everyone fear him. People often spoke in hushed whispers about him, intrigued by his aloof demeanor and the air of enigma that seemed to follow him everywhere he went. "If you want to be a stripper, be my personal one. I don't mind spending money on my my girl." A corrupted angel, A sweet demon. A fake relationship. A simple agreement she asked for because of her stalker. Untill his attraction for her morphs into obsession, except she's forbidden to him. Her request for a fake relationship lead her to a web of lies and secrets- to hell. His hell. ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ P.S- Read the trigger warnings carefully before proceeding <3