her triplets guardians

BOOK 2 OF HER SERIES *.✧HER ARRANGED HUSBAND✧.* *.↬ Adharv Singh Rathore Adharv Singh Rathore is the blind prince of Mysore. His blindness and insecurities have turned him into a cold hearted parson... ice-cold. He lives in Delhi in his own mansion-alone in every sense of the word. His parents died when he was ten, and on that same day, he lost his eyesight. As the eldest heir, the throne of Mysore belongs to him... and he wants it-not for power, but to fulfill his parents' dying wish. But his uncle and aunt have their own plans. They want Adharv's cousin, Rahul Singh Rathore, to claim the crown instead. Just when his future seems uncertain, his grandmother comes up with a plan... A plan that will change his life forever. *.↬ Naina Mehra Naina Mehra lives with her best friend Paridhi and her loving family. She is soft-hearted, emotional, the kind of girl who tears up if someone raises their voice too harshly still a dirty minded person. The world believes she is completely dependent on Paridhi. But no one knows the truth. She is a secret dark romance author-successful, strong, and the sole protector of her shattered heart. After losing her adoptive parents in a tragic accident at the age of eight, she was taken in by her uncle and aunt... only to be tortured and treated like a burden. Paridhi rescued her, gave her a home, and Naina rebuilt her life. But just when peace finally touches her world... the past returns to drag her down again. But what happens when destiny ties them into an arranged marriage?

What happens when, in a web of spiders, a butterfly floats in? CURRENTLY ON HOLD ••• Power. It runs in their blood, shapes their world, and crushes anyone who dares stand in their way. I should know-I was never meant to be part of it. But fate doesn't ask for permission. It throws you into the fire and waits to see if you burn. And standing in that fire are Ashutosh, Dhruv, Zaryan, Satvik, and Yudhansh-five heirs to India's most powerful families. Born to rule. Raised to manipulate. Kings in the making. Ruthless. Cunning. Untouchable. And then there's me. The outsider. The wildcard. The butterfly caught in their web. They watch me with calculating eyes, their smiles never quite reaching their eyes. To them, I'm either a pawn to be played, a threat to be eliminated, or something far more dangerous-an anomaly they can't control. But butterflies don't survive in a web of spiders. Unless they learn to bite. ••• Available with English translations. All kinds of media used in this book belong to their legitimate owners. ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

Cursed Curiosities Collection #4 - |Police X Criminal| "You spilled blood for your pain, little perp," He growls, thumb dragging up my throat. "I'll spill worlds for your peace. But this-" His thick cock jackhammers into my trembling entrance, "-this is where you pay. On my cock. In my grip. With my cum shoved so deep inside you, you'll walk around leaking my seed for days." ••• What happens when the prey hunts, and the predator wants to be found? Commissioner Abhimanyu Raichand comes to Mumbai with one objective: track down the ghost executing the city's wealthiest men, catch him, then arrest him. Easy, right? Wrong. Twenty-five-year-old Khushi Patel is a petty thief with quick fingers, quicker lies, and a past soaked in blood. She never imagined she'd catch the eye of the man who hunts monsters for a living. She definitely never imagined he'd become obsessed. For Abhimanyu, the first stare is enough to fuse his violence with her scars, and suddenly the city stops mattering. What he doesn't know is that Khushi has already begun her own silent war. Four men are dead. More will fall. And the monster he is sworn to catch is the girl he cannot stop wanting. For her, he will betray his badge, dirty his hands, and step willingly into the dark. All in the name of his little perp. ••• Available with English translations. All kinds of media used in this book belong to their legitimate owners. ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

To the world, Genesis Fernandes is a ghost. In a family that values power and prestige, she is the "quiet disappointment"-the daughter ignored at dinner parties and forgotten in family portraits. But Genesis has a secret power: as a brilliant psychologist, she can read the darkest corners of the human mind. She knows exactly how to heal a heart, even if her own is covered in scars from years of neglect. Ekansh Malhotra doesn't have a heart to heal. He is the iron-fisted heir to the Malhotra empire, a man who rules the Mumbai underworld with a cold, blood-stained efficiency. He is the devil personified, a predator who has never known the meaning of the word mercy. Until he meets her. In the chaos of a high-stakes negotiation, the devil finally meets his match. While the rest of the world trembles at his feet, Genesis looks at Ekansh and sees the fractured boy beneath the monster. Now, the man who never bowed is suddenly at his limits. The ruthless mafia king, who burns cities to the ground on a whim, finds himself doing the unthinkable. He doesn't just want her; he needs her. In the boardroom, he is a tyrant. In the streets, he is a ghost. But in the quiet of her office, the devil finally kneels. Because for Ekansh Malhotra, the only thing more dangerous than his enemies is the woman who made his inner demons sit, behave, and beg for her touch. "Even the devil has a master, and mine happens to wear a saree and carry the weight of the world in her eyes." - Ekansh Malhotra

[On Hold] She didn't know where she was being sent. Her stepmother had told her it was just a job-cleaning, serving, nothing more. But when she stepped in his penthouse, a shiver crawled down her spine. Something wasn't right. The house was silent, dark and cold. The fragrance of something loomed something she couldn't name. Fear? Temptation? Fate? And then, she sees him. Vidyut Roy. Tall, handsome, and devastatingly powerful. A man whose name carries sins-one who is feared, despised (hated) and utterly ruthless. The world already hates him for what he did to his ex-wife, Avyah, for the way he destroyed her without remorse. He was never a hero, never a savior. He was a man who owned, who controlled, who consumed. Mira, on the other hand, is a walking, talking storm of emotions. The kind of girl who dramatically stares out of windows when it rains, narrating her own tragic backstory like she's in a movie. She picks fights with her own conscience, trips over flat surfaces and laughs at her own joke and never shuts up. She is a mess of contradictions wrapped in one stubborn, cute, innocent, dramatic package. But. She doesn't know, this is a cage. And he is already holding the key.

STANDALONE BOOK. Fate and fire collide-Ruhya Wajdan Gabol loves the one she should fear most: Sikander Jatoi, her elder cousin the feared psychotic Sardar of Jatoi clan and SJ's heir whose darkness could devour them both. Zehn-e-Siyaah was written to disturb you, not to comfort you. If you are looking for redemption, close this book now. The man at the center of this story is not broken- he is aware. He understands every line he crosses and chooses to cross it anyway. The girl is not foolish- she is kind. And kindness, in a world ruled by power, is the most dangerous thing of all. There are no heroes here. Only choices. And the damage they leave behind. This story does not ask you to forgive. It asks you to witness. How silence can be more violent than touch. How love, when misplaced, becomes a weapon. Some stories are written to be loved. This one is written to be remembered.

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙃𝙀𝙍.

It's a sequel to "His Ruthless Possession". NOT A STANDALONE! (The first book is available on Inkitt) The shadow haunts her, stalking her wherever she goes. Someone watches her constantly, and she thought it was just a hallucination until she saw the breaking news and saw one of her biggest nightmares turning into reality. The senator's son is out of jail. He is back. And he is not here to just love her this time, he is here to mark her soul. One last heartbreak. One last battle. And then, Game over.