Book #1 of " HIS SERIES " *⁠.⁠✧ AARADHYA X RUDHRAKSH *⁠.⁠✧ _________________________________________ Rudhraksh leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. He kissed her fiercely, his tongue plundering her mouth. Aaradhya struggled to breathe, but Rudraksh just deepened the kiss. He sucked her lower lip, his teeth grazing her skin. Aaradhya felt like she was melting into his kiss, like she was becoming one with him. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Rudraksh released her. Aaradhya gasped for air, her chest heaving with excitement. But as she looked up at Rudraksh, she saw that he had tied her hands to the headboard with her saree. She was trapped, at his mercy. Aaradhya's eyes widened in horror, but Rudraksh just smirked. He leaned in, his eyes gleaming with intensity. "Now, where were we?" he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. ---------------------------------------------------------------- When a ruthless and feared businessman-a mafia king whose commands inspire global dread-becomes obsessed with a girl who is bubbly, innocent, and carefree, she is abused by her foster family, However, she is not as simple as she appears; she harbors secrets that no one is aware of. What will happen when these two very different people's paths cross? He is determined to win her over by any means necessary, but she is far from defenseless. Many chapters of here. life remain hidden from the world. What secrets does she conceal? Will he succeed in capturing her heart? Will they become one to rule the world? --------------------------------------------------------------- Tropes Grumpy x sunshine Age gap CEO ( mafia lord ) x college student Royal family Slow burn Forced marriage Obsessed at first sight

SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. The one who will win the game is called. The Ace of Spades. _______________________________ " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. A gun. _______________________ He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. ________________________ I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Keemat," he said and I look at him. " Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity. " Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me. " Palace" ________________________________ All the pictures are used belongs to their rightful owners.

Vrishali was popularly known as the life of the party. She had a natural ability to make friends with anyone she met. Everyone adored her, and she had yet to find her perfect match amidst all the chaos of her college parties. However, she was not interested in dating anyone at the moment. She was content with being single and wanted to enjoy her college life to the fullest without any commitments holding her back. She always had this belief in the timeline in her mind. 'Meeting. . . Knowing. . . Dating. . . Live-in. . . Marriage. . .' Marriage has always been somewhere in the back of her head. She didn't believe in the concept of love at first sight or the prospect of marrying someone she hadn't lived with. She is fully committed to enjoying her college life to the fullest. However, when her grandparents invite her parents to spend the summer holidays with them in India, she reluctantly agrees to go along. To her delight, she discovers that she will have the opportunity to meet one of the country's royal families during her trip. But that's not all stored for her. When things take a 360°, she couldn't do anything except listen. Until it crashed all her beliefs in one go, they said love doesn't need to come first, then marriage. It can be the other way: first comes marriage, then comes love, filling you like slow happiness in a desert of sadness. "We meet for a reason― to fill the empty parts, to make it a little over the top, to try the filmy drama in a drama called life."

✧.* 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧.* For three years, Saisha Roy had been receiving mysterious recordings. Therapy sessions of a stranger. A man consumed by obsession, his voice dripping with madness as he spiraled deeper into his own darkness. She called him Mr. Psycho. It was harmless. Just recordings. Just a voice from a country far across the world. Until the last one arrived. Until she realized they were meant for her. And the man behind them was not just some voice lost in the dark. He was Rayan Martínez. A powerful businessman. Unhinged. Destructive. A man who had spent three years searching for someone, his obsession so consuming that therapy was the only thing keeping him from losing control. And now, he had found her. She swore to kill him before he could take everything from her. But fate had other plans. The only person who promised to help her destroy him was the man she had saved. A stranger with no past. No memories. Yet, every time she looked into his emerald-green eyes and heard his deep voice, she was dragged back to those recordings. The way he spoke. The way his words wrapped around her like a noose. It was too familiar. Had she saved a stranger or unknowingly let the devil himself into her home?

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

A devil rules a land of sin, whose soil whispers forbiddance. Zyran didn't know the meaning of desire being burned and one forced to be quiet. Until she came meandering into his land. All he wanted was her the moment she came before his eyes. A mistake of hers. According to him. Until he knew her biggest mistake. Her still loving her dead husband. "You are mine, no matter what." He say out loud for her to hear. "I am a widow." She again presses on the same thing. He smile at her, "A fucking cherry on the cake." Dark romance| 18+

A cluster of short stories, with a blend of Desi and different personalities. Just some stories I thought of during quarantine I hope you like them.

"you are just a replacement, don't except anything from me" he said "agreed" she said not even bothering him with a glance "you will be my wife in name but we won't have any relationship between us" "agreed" "and.......i love my first wife Suhani" she looked at him with a mixed expression Yuhaan Farhan Khan, sole ruler of Sultanate was forced to marry princess Sarika. but on the day of marriage, she ran away with her lover leaving the two kingdoms in trouble and chaos. Daarika, a fierce warrior who was the general of Hind kingdom ......an illagimate daughter of King Chandra Shekhar was forced to marry Yuhaan in the place of Sarika. as a fierce warrior of herself who was knows as heartless.........will she fall in love with Yuhaan??? what happens if he have a wife already??? Started: 30/07/2023 Ended: 3rd in #cruse on 23/10/2023 3rd in # fearlessprincess on 23/10/2023 1st in #cruse on 14/12/2023 2nd in #replacement on 3/01/2024 1st in #fearlessprincess on 3/01/2024

Lekha is an orphan who has quite a fascination for all things connected with Rajasthan(India). The fascination comes to life as she is pulled into the century when the Mughals and Rajputs are in a tussle over Rajwara (Rajasthan of today). The story is from the point of view of a spectator who although involved still can look from an outsider's perspective. But what would happen if the spectator becomes the participant and has to take the most important decision of her life. Would she go with the flow and close the gates to her previous life or would she rather make a run for it towards the exit .

NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON: SAMPLE AVAILABLE When you wake up with no memories whatsoever in a place you've never heard of with people you've never met - what do you do? Freak out? Try and retrace your steps? Pretend nothing's wrong? In the case of Charmeine, it was having a one-to-one with the Anti-Christ. You know, as one does. story one { ᵖᵃʳᵃⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵉᵗˢ ʳᵒᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ } ©@ᵏᵏᵉʸʷʳⁱᵗᵉˢ ᴬˡˡ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ, ⁱⁿᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗˢ, ᵒʳᵍᵃⁿⁱˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃʳᵉ ᶠⁱᶜᵗⁱᵗⁱᵒᵘˢ. ᴺᵒ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵐᵃʸ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉᵈ ᵒʳ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢᵐⁱᵗᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿʸ ᶠᵒʳᵐ.