This story is about a man who rejected love before he understood its worth and a woman who learned how to live after losing it. When a royal alliance forces Heer Rathore into a contract marriage with Hriday Agnivanshi-the same man who broke her heart years ago-she enters the relationship with no expectations, no hopes, and no intention of looking back. Polite, graceful, and distant, she gives him everything a wife should except the one thing he never valued when it was offered freely-her love. This is not a story about a broken heart healing. What begins as a marriage of duty slowly becomes something far more complicated. Because while Heer is busy forgetting the man she once adored, Hriday finds himself haunted by the woman who no longer looks at him the same way. A story of quiet heartbreak, unspoken longing, second chances, and a love so slow it takes years to bloom, this is not the tale of a woman falling in love. It is the tale of a man realizing far too late that he already had been loved. Some contracts are signed with ink. The most dangerous ones are sealed with blood.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏... 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓." Devraj Suryavanshi is on the verge of becoming one of the country's youngest MLAs, carrying a political legacy built on power, loyalty, and secrets no one dares to question. Vedika Shekhawat is a fearless journalist determined to uncover the truths his family has spent years burying. She was never supposed to become part of his life. To Devraj, Vedika was meant to be nothing more than a weapon in the revenge he had planned against her father. A pawn whose name could wound the man he held responsible for destroying his family. Instead, she became the one weakness he could no longer control. Bound together by a marriage neither of them can escape, Vedika finds herself trapped inside the Suryavanshi empire, where every smile hides an agenda, every relationship carries a debt, and every locked door guards a truth written in blood. The deeper she digs into Devraj's family, the more dangerous her questions become. Why was she kept away from India for twenty years? What truly happened between the Shekhawats and the Suryavanshis? And why does the man who married her for revenge protect her as though losing her would destroy him? Some secrets were buried to protect a legacy. Some were buried to hide a crime. And some were buried because the truth could ruin them both. For the first time, Devraj must choose between the Virasat he was born to protect and the woman he would burn it all down for. Because she was supposed to be the price of her father's sins. Instead, she became the reason Devraj might destroy everything he was born to inherit.

"Marry Vinay, Aradhya," Aradhya's soon-to-be brother-in-law said. "Today itself, on this very wedding altar- marry him." His words didn't sound like a joke at all. "Mujhe aise mazak pasand nahi." [I don't like such jokes.] "Mai majak kar bhi nahi raha hoon." Shivang replied. "Aapko kya lagta hai, aapke kehne par mai jhat se raazi ho jaungi? Bhuliye mat, ki aap mere behan ke hone wale pati ke alawa- mere kuch aur nahi lagte." [Do you really think I'll agree so easily just because you said so? Don't forget, apart from being my sister's soon-to-be husband, you are nothing to me.] With a smirk, Shivang said, "Aur mai kahu ki tum khud apni marzi se shadi ke liye raazi hogi... toh?" [And what if I say that you'll agree to this marriage willingly?] Aradhya frowned in confusion. "Kya... kya matlab hai aapka?" [What... what do you mean?] Shivang's face remained blank as he said, "Vinay se shadi karo, warna mai tumhari behan se shadi tod dunga." [Marry Vinay, or I will break off my marriage with your sister.] A few moments later, Aradhya finally spoke. "Thik hai, mai karungi aapke dost se shadi. Par pehle meri shartein toh sunlijiye... jija ji." [Fine. I'll marry your friend. But first, listen to my conditions... brother-in-law.] She said the last words with extra emphasis. --- A little later, Aradhya entered the temple. And there, standing in front of her, was Vinay. The moment he saw her, he lowered his eyes, as if guilt was written all over his face. He stepped forward and held his hand out for her. But when Aradhya didn't take it, Vinay said softly, "Tham lo, marte dam tak nahi chhorunga- hath bhi aur sath bhi." [Hold my hand. I won't leave you till my last breath-neither your hand, nor your side.] For the first time, Aradhya looked straight into Vinay's eyes. ___________________________________________ Go ahead!! • Started- 22 August 2024

𝔰𝔥𝔢'𝔰 ℌ𝔦𝔰 𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℌ𝔢'𝔰 ℌ𝔢𝔯 𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙄𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 Her eyes captivated him. His darkness consumed her. Neither was willing to surrender. She is not a woman who could be broken. A fierce lawyer with a dangerous temper, she fought battles in the courtroom-until she found herself trapped in a war she never saw coming. He is a ruthless gangster, a man feared by all. Cold, merciless, and untouchable. But when he saw her, something inside him shifted. She wasn't just another conquest-she became his greatest obsession. But what he didn't expect was her obsession with him. She hated him. She wanted to destroy him. And yet, she couldn't stop craving the fire only he could ignite. He is her enemy. He is her addiction. A love so toxic, so passionate, it would either consume them or burn everything around them. In this game of power, passion, and madness, who will break first? Dark Romance | Obsession | Mafia | Enemies to Lovers | Dangerous Love

Some debts are paid in money. Others demand pieces of your soul. When Risha Verma's family café is destroyed and her father's life hangs by a thread after a devastating heart condition, desperation corners her into a choice she never imagined making. A single contract. Nine months. One secret that could change everything. The arrangement is simple on paper. Stay silent. Follow the rules. Never get emotionally involved. But behind the polished walls of power and wealth lies a world stitched together with control, buried rage, family wars, and dangerous truths, that refuse to stay hidden. And the deeper Risha sinks into it, the more she realizes that some scars do not heal quietly. They bleed beneath the skin.

#𝟓 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 They said grief changes people. But I remember when I looked at him, he didn't look broken. He looked awakened. Like a man who had finally found a reason to breathe again. Unfortunately, that reason was me. There's nothing loud about him. Forget raising his voice he barely speaks unless he has to. He just watches quietly, like a wolf waiting for its prey to stop running. When a man like him decides you're his, he doesn't need to say a word. He didn't have to touch me to make me feel trapped. He just had to look. And maybe that's what chains really are...not metal or rope, but the slow suffocation of being seen, claimed, and never asked if you wanted to be free. If the girl I was four years ago had seen who I am today, she would have laughed at herself, completely unaware that one day she would herself say that: Arhaan Mirza is my fate, my curse, my damnation and the chains of desire my soul refuses to break free from. ~ Arhaan X Eyana

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ' 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 & 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.

#1 book in The Ruined Series She was never meant to be the bride. A widow, a replacement, an afterthought. But when her sister disappears before the wedding, Natasha is forced into an unwanted marriage with Shivansh Ranawat-a man who didn't choose her, and doesn't plan to love her. And yet... fate never asks permission.

He never wanted the Chief Minister's seat. But when his father demanded it, he laid down one condition that he would marry only the daughter of their political enemy. "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐝𝐚, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲." Everyone thought it was a move to end decades of rivalry. Only he knew the truth-it was her. It had always been her. The next morning, a marriage proposal reached her doorstep. The engagement happened. The silence between them turned into something softer. Something that looked a lot like love. "𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐣𝐢, 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚, 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐠 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢?" But peace doesn't last in politics. One decision-and her father cancelled the wedding. Only for Aakrosh to marry her anyway. And just when she tried to believe him again-she heard something she was never meant to. "𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐢 𝐮𝐧𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢." Was her worst fear true all along? Or is Aakrosh hiding more than just a ruthless plan? Author's note: Everyone says that 'my English is not so good' but I would like to say my Hindi is not so good, so forgive me for spelling or meaning mistakes.

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 , 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒏 . ── .✦── .✦ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 , 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 , 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 , 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 . 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 , 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 . ─ .✦── .✦ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 . ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 . 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 , 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 , 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭 .