*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

-This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 [ 𝕽𝖊𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖆 𝖃 𝕿𝖆𝖗𝖆 𝕽𝖔𝖞 ] "And? That uniform won't be necessary anymore. You're being promoted from Waitress to 𝑾𝒊𝒇𝒆" ❝ 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖘𝖓𝖙 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞, 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊❞ 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 A Story by ⤷ 𝕶𝖞𝖗𝖆𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖝 ➤ 𝕾𝖎𝖓. ➤ 𝓢𝓾𝓫𝓳𝓾𝓰𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. ➤ 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓵. ➤ 𝓔𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. ➤ 𝓞𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷. ⚠ Includes Mature Content

"Hold still," he commanded, his voice suddenly huskier than usual. She looked up at him, heart pounding. "I am holding still," she whispered, and for a brief second, their eyes locked, the world fading around them. TROPE Arrange marriage Sunshine × grumpy He fell first and harder Touch her and die Romcom Age gap

The entire office held its breath. The silence was deafening, the tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. No one dared to move, let alone speak. The air was cold-not from the air conditioning, but from the presence of the woman standing at the head of the long conference table. Roohani Singhania's gaze was sharp, her expression carved from stone. She held a contract in her hands, her perfectly manicured fingers tightening around the pages. A single flick of her wrist sent the document flying across the table. "You think I'm a fool?" Her voice was ice, sending shivers down the spines of the men in suits before her. "Do you take me for some naïve little girl you can manipulate?" The CEO of Singhania Enterprises wasn't known for second chances. The man across from her- a senior executive twice her age-swallowed hard, his face pale. "Ms. Singhania, I-" "Get out." The words were simple, final. Deadly. The man scrambled to gather his papers and flee, leaving a suffocating silence behind. No one dared to speak, to move, to breathe. Except for one person. A soft clink echoed in the room. A steaming cup of coffee was placed beside her hand. "Extra strong, no sugar. Just the way you like it."Roohani's gaze flickered up,only for a second. Mahir Sehgal stood beside her, calm as ever. The only person in this entire building who wasn't terrified of her. She said nothing, merely picked up the cup and took a sip. The warmth spread through her, easing the tension in her shoulders. "Meeting's over," Mahir announced smoothly, already gathering her things. And just like that, the Ice Queen turned on her heel and walked away-because why waste time on fools, when she had empires to run? Mahir sighed, shaking his head as he followed her. She was the coldest woman in the business world. He was the only one who could survive her storms. But what happens when the Ice Queen starts melting... for him?

His tongue is already inside me when he slide his 2 fingers together making me scream harder in pain filled with pleasure "Ahhh .." "Enjoying! Now also you want divorce lil girl" ✿_______✿_______✿ He is her professor, she is his student. But in just a year, their relationship transforms. Now, he is her husband, she is his wife. What happens when two people bound by forbidden love navigate their new reality? Will love blossoms, Siya strives to be the best daughter-in-law in a family dominated by troubled men, balancing her career with the responsibilities of family life. How will she manage the chaos around her while proving her worth and resilience? With love Garuu ❤️

"She married a man born of bullets and betrayal. And he claimed a bride who bleeds innocence like sin." Shanaya Gupta was the kind of girl men prayed for but devils hunted. Too sweet for the world she was forced into, too soft for the bed of a man who only knew how to ruin. Ishaan Singhania doesn't love. He possesses. And when he ripped her from the altar of a man unworthy of her skin, he didn't ask-he took. A forced wedding. A blood-stained sindoor. Now she sleeps beside the devil himself, unaware she married the reason the world burns. She's terrified of the dark. But he is the dark. And he doesn't care if she trembles when he touches her... as long as she never stops looking at him like he isn't a monster. But monsters get greedy. And when the sweetness he meant to destroy starts healing the hollow inside him, he begins to crave her. Protect her. Own her. Even if it means burning down everything-including her. She was supposed to be his weakness. Instead, she became his favorite sin. But when secrets bleed and scars resurfaces, when innocence meets obsession- what happens when the monster doesn't want to let his sunshine go? Enemies in a wedding bed. strangers tangles in fate. and a love so dark, it devours them both. A brutal, filthy, and painfully intimate descent into love, obsession, and the kind of darkness that doesn't ask for permission-it devours. This isn't a love story. This is a war. And she's both the prize and the battlefield.

When Destiny Decides Soul Meets✨

Dhruv Roy, a 30-year-old CEO and professor, lived a perfectly structured life. Aradhya Sharma, his 21-year-old student, was the complete opposite-spirited, carefree, and rebellious. She hated him, and their clashes in class were constant. But her world turned upside down when her father announced that she was to marry Dhruv, his friend's son. Forced into a marriage neither wanted, Aradhya continued her wild ways, and Dhruv stuck to his orderly life. ________________________________________ "𝓦𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽, 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻" 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽. "𝓔𝔁𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂" 𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓭, 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓻. ~TROPES~ Professor X Student Grumpy X Sunshine Arrange marriage #1 ROMCOM (29-11-24) #1 Melodrama. (2-12-24) #1 Cuties. (4-1-25) #1 Chaotic. (26-1-25) #1 new. (17-2-25)

I never expected this. Being bound to her, my student, by something as cold as an arranged marriage. she's always so bright, clinging to me and I... wasn't being the guy she wants but she never gave up on me. But in the little moments between our sarcasm and awkward encounters, I started to realize something- I was starting to care. A lot. And I'm scared. scared to mess up everything while trying to win her love. ____________________________________ Troupes: ✿ grumpy x sunshine ✿ arranged marriage ✿ professor x student ✿ second chance ✿ green flag MMC ENJOY!