𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 His hand clamped around my waist, pulling me closer until there was no air left between us. My palms trembled against the solid wall of his chest, his heartbeat cruelly steady while mine faltered, fragile, desperate. His nails dug into my skin, sharp enough to hurt, sharp enough to remind me that pain was the only vow he intended to keep. His breath fanned across my face, scorching, suffocating. Then he bent lower, lips brushing my ear, voice dark enough to carve into bone. "I'd never love you, Inaya Kabir Raghuvanshi," he murmured, my name entwined with his like a curse-one that would cling to me even after I burned into ashes. My breath hitched, trapped somewhere between denial and despair. I couldn't breathe, couldn't even remember how, and still he went on-each word slicing deeper than the last. "But I'll make sure your life becomes a living hell... where every breath you take burns like punishment, and every heartbeat you cling to begs for mercy you'll never receive." ********** Royalty ran in their blood, but what tied them together was darker than lineage. Kabir Raghuvanshi was danger wrapped in silence-the kind of man whose presence felt like a promise of ruin. Inaya Singh Shekhawat was obsession disguised as devotion-first the little girl who worshipped him like a god, now the woman who dared to challenge him like a storm. For him, she was fire in silk, the one boundary he should never cross. For her, he was both the poison and the cure, the man she would rather burn for than live without. He didn't want to love her; love was too fragile. He wanted to own the darkness in her that everyone else feared. She didn't want to be loved either-she wanted to be consumed by him, even if it meant destruction. They weren't chasing each other they were haunting each other.

𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐫 He was sunshine-radiant, relentless, a force that bathed the world in light. I was midnight rain-quiet, shadowed, falling softly where the sun dared not reach. Vihaan was the sin I was meant to avoid, yet with every step I took away, he drew nearer. Those emerald eyes, that midnight-black hair, the curve of his silhouette-they whispered a dark promise I couldn't escape. The story was never as simple as two people falling for each other. There was always a shadow-always someone lurking just beyond the edges of light. He never stepped into the frame completely, but I could feel him. Sometimes in the silence between my footsteps. Sometimes in the breeze that moved the curtain when no windows were open. Sometimes in the way my name appeared on notes I never saw anyone deliver. The masked man. He wasn't just watching. He was waiting.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 They hated each other. Academic rivals. Family friends. Nothing more. Years apart felt like freedom- Until fate brought them face to face again. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔... I kissed her back. Once. Twice. But then I forced myself to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open in confusion. I cupped her face gently, brushing my thumb across her cheekbone. "l'll hate myself tomorrow if I take advantage of this moment." "I'd never hate you," she whispered, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're the only place I feel safe." And it hit me harder than the kiss. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... I broke the kiss, breathing heavy, my forehead resting against hers. "You belong to me," I whispered, voice raw. "I'm your husband, Ruhi. Not him. Me." She swallowed hard, her lips still trembling. "I know," she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" "No. Listen to me." He cupped her face, firm but not rough. "You're mine to hold. Mine to protect. Mine to kiss. Mine to fight with. Mine to lose sleep over. Not some asshole who thinks a toy will get him what he wants."

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚, 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢." "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚, 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐚." 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 🌸𝕋ℝ𝕆ℙ𝔼𝕊🌸 ~𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ~𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ~𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 ~𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. ~𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐗 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧 16/11/25 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 26/12/25 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 31/12/25 #2 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 24/12/25

BOOK 1 in 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 "𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰." ♡𝒜𝒶𝓇𝑜𝒽𝒾 𝒥𝒽𝒶 ♡ Doctor by passion. 24 yrs old. Heart of the family. Sweet but not so sweet. Loves her family. A lively carefree girl, calls herself a "SANSKARI BITCH". Believes in love and a devotee of Lord Shiva 🙏🏻. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ ♡ 𝑅𝓊𝒹𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒽 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒽 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓊𝒽𝒶𝓃 ♡ CEO of Chauhan Industries. 35 yrs old. Can do anything to protect his family and siblings. People fear his wrath. Hates liars and believes love makes a person incompetent. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ " 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 , 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍." He said breaking the mangalsurta and pushing me aside. ... What will happen when two such personalities fall in love?? Will they make it or fate has other plans !! ❃°•°❀°•°❃ 18+ content Mature language

𝐄𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 𝐱 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 While I was convinced that I owned this game, my wife stood by me in her 6 inch-high heels, screaming that she, too, owned it. A story in which the female lead is as lethal as the male lead. She used to have feelings for her older brother's best friend. She expresses her feelings to him, but he rejects her, calling her a kid. Five years later, she is no longer the 'kid' he rejected; instead, she is one of India's most powerful businesswoman. He is a filthy-rich heir, and she is a wealthy heiress. He believes that love does not exist, yet her love for him has become an obsession. Thus she can go to any length to win him. They sign a marriage contract not because he loves her, but because he wants to use her to secure power. Hence all the exuberant lives of the couples feign in front of the public could be contrary in actuality. ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡɪʟᴅʟʏ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ.