••• "Just because I haven't touched you as a husband should, that doesn't mean I won't," he said, his voice low and menacing. Her knees felt weak, and she didn't dare move from where she stood, his presence overwhelming her completely. She could barely speak, her voice coming out in a soft, stammering whisper. "It-it wasn't anything like that. I swear... I" ~~~ ••• 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. To save her father's life, she made one vow: marry the coldest man in the city-and never fall in love. But monsters have hearts too. And his only beat for her. A Dark Forced Marriage Romance.

*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?

𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆...𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂. __________________________________________ |● 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐍𝐈×𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐌 In a world where power whispers louder than screams & silence kills, where the walls have the stories that are meant to be hidden, where some vows are made in blood. Some in shadows, he sat on the throne. The throne born of ruin. And she-unseen, unheard, unwanted-was the only one who ever looked him in the eye... and didn't look away. She didn't belong to him. But she wasn't hers anymore either. He wanted to drag her into his world, ruin her with his silence, mark her where no one else could see. And yet, he stood there-cold, controlled, burning. Because the ache wasn't the worst part. The fact that he liked it was. Two unseen souls. One forced bond. And a storm no one saw coming. #2nd book in "His Bride" Series. ●Started on 3rd October. ROY♡

In the quiet village where tradition binds and secrets fester, Veda, a sweet and innocent girl, is bound by a twisted fate. Raised under the protection of Mahesh, her powerful and dangerous cross-cousin, she has always felt the weight of his cold, possessive gaze. But Mahesh, a ruthless man with a thirst for power and blood, harbors a darker obsession-one that pulls him toward Veda with an intensity he cannot control. Despite her innocence, Veda is drawn to him, caught between the fear of his cruelty and a twisted desire she can't escape. To Mahesh, Veda is more than family; she is an object of obsession, and he will stop at nothing to claim her-body, soul, and blood. His love is warped by violence and control, and he longs to see her broken, both emotionally and physically. His fantasies are consumed with images of her surrendering to him, naked and drenched in the crimson of passion and blood. As their lives collide in a dangerous dance of desire and dread, Veda is trapped in the storm of his love-a love that will either consume them both or tear their world apart. Will Veda succumb to his twisted obsession, or can she break free from the darkness that threatens to swallow her whole? In a world where love and hate blur, will there be salvation or destruction? In the grip of obsession, can innocence survive "You can run, but you'll never escape me. Your body, your heart-they're already mine." "I dream of the dark, but I'm afraid to live in it."

•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 1 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 "𝑨𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒌𝒐. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑨𝒑𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒒𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒊 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 "~ 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧 " 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆."~ 𝗔𝗱𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗷 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝖨𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍, 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽. 𝖠𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋 - 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍?

BOOK 1 HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.......FIRST AS TRAGEDY, SECOND AS FARCE I ran as fast as I can towards my husband's chamber. I thought he left- ' RUKIYE RAJA JI! HUM BHI AAPKE SAATH CHAL RAHE HAI.' I woke you with a jolt, gasping and shivering. This not the first time that I've had this dream it has been years and with time these are getting more recurrent. The curiosity to see his face and to know him more is growing inside each passing day. I don't know anything about him....but I know that he is MINE ___________________________________________ Dr. Aarna being the youngest of her family has always been pampered, her wished were like a command to her dadu sa, baba sa and specially her Bhai sa. Everything seems perfect in her life- born with goddess like looks, dream career, luxury. What will happen when the life partner that she has been waiting for is actually the one who is sharing the same fate and DREAMS as she does. Amogh is the epitome of what you call a husband material. Built like a warrior, 6'4 with Greek God like looks with jet black long locks , respect his family and protecting them is his life. He is anything but rude and arrogant. A devotee of lord Vishnu. But what will happen that his wait for his Rani sa will come to an end in a very unexpected way. He still remember her from his dream, the dreams he is having for a decade. ___________________________________________ a single look was all it took for them to fell in love and start their journey but little did they know that someone is waiting for them to grow deeper in love so that later they can turn their lives into nothing but hell, someone who is waiting to burn them to ashes. Will they be able to know the mystery about their dream and change their fate from repeating the history? Is there something far more then just dreams they are looking at for all these years? RANKING #3 dispute - 02/06/24 #3 hukum - 14/06/24 #1 ranasa - 18/06/24 #2 agegape - 04/07/24

Book-1, 18+, mature, don't read if you are not comfortable, the male lead is a antihero, and the female lead is soft. Although there is no cheating or physical abuse but characters are morally grey. A criminal lawyer haunted by past , trying to find murderers of his father, emotionally suppressed due to childhood struggles, a young woman burdened by financial crises works as maid despite holding a graduation degree in fine arts. A union of both not arranged marriage, not love marriage, not contract marriage, not forced marriage but a marriage based on mutual want and need and that is not love. And feel free to comment as I am a new ( I can't say myself author or writer) but yes, I am new to it. So you can comment if you want but please don't comment negatively, if you do not like don't read. I am open for criticism ( I will accept my fault or try to discuss them if said in right way)but not ugly negativity .

FORBIDDEN ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS Dark, twisted, and heartbreakingly passionate, it's a forbidden love story about enemies with benefits, obsession, revenge, addiction, and a love that refuses to die, even when the world demands it. How can it be wrong if it feels so fucking right? ... And then his mouth was on mine. It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful. It was a collision of teeth, breath, desperation and fucking vodka. My back hit the mirror, the cracked glass rattling as his hands slid up my thighs, gripping, lifting me like I weighed nothing. "Lorenzo-" "Shut up," he rasped against my lips, kissing me harder. "Just - shut up." I clawed at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt. He groaned, the sound vibrating against my mouth, and pressed closer, his hips slotting between my legs as he pinned me to the mirror. Every inch of me screamed to shove him away. Every inch of me burned to pull him closer. His hands were everywhere, spreading over my waist, skimming up my sides, catching my jaw to tilt my head just so as his mouth devoured mine. The cracked mirror dug cold into my back, but the heat of him was a wildfire swallowing me whole. "You hate me, remember?" he muttered against my mouth, biting my bottom lip before sucking it back into a kiss. "I do," I gasped, nails scraping down his arms. "Good," he said darkly, kissing me again, harder this time. "Hate me harder." I did. I kissed him like it was a fight, like it was revenge, like it was the only way to breathe. ... fractured love trilogy #2 [can be read as a standalone]

She loved me when I didn't even know how to love myself. Sahiba walked into my life with eyes full of devotion and a heart foolish enough to believe I could give her the same in return. And what did I do? I crushed her. With my silence. With my indifference. With the walls I built so high she could never climb them. Worst of all? My fucking betrayal. She thinks it's over. That the divorce ended us. But the truth she doesn't know is brutal-she's still my wife. On paper, in law, in name... and in the marrow of my bones. I never let her go. I couldn't. I've spent years carrying the weight of her absence like a noose around my neck. Every day without her has been punishment. Every night, I see the girl I destroyed staring back at me in my dreams, reminding me that I turned her love into ashes. But this time, I won't let her slip through my fingers. I'll fight. I'll bleed. I'll burn the world if I have to. She might hate me, curse me, despise the ground I walk on-but I'll take it. Because losing her once broke me. Losing her again will kill me. I was her nightmare once. Now I'll be her damnation or her salvation. But I'll be hers.