A tale of past lovers reborn as the heirs of enemy families. ____________________________________ ___________________ "Dhruvvvvvvvvvvvv!" she screamed and pushed them with all the strength she had. She ran to him, fell to her knees, crying loudly and screaming. There was a fruit basket on it with a knife. She took out the knife. "D-don't... k-koi pass nahi aayega..." tears were flowing from her eyes. "Heart, I'm sorry. Main humari kismat nahi badal paya," he said while hugging her. Tears were flowing from his eyes. His chest was getting heavy as his breaths were getting stuck in his throat. She shook her head in denial. "Nahi, Dhruv... hum saath hain... chahe marne ke baad hi kyun na ho." She rested her head on Dhruv's chest and whispered, "I... I told you na, there is no Suvira without Dhruv... I will meet you again." Arushi screamed, "SUVIRAAAA! NOOOO! DON'T--- Before she could finish, Suvira stabbed the knife into her stomach. Tears were flowing from her eyes, but there was a smile on her face... a satisfaction... of leaving the world together. As she stabbed herself in the stomach, everyone froze in their spots. Dhruv's world collapsed as he looked at her. Words were not coming out of his mouth. His lips were trembling. He cried out loud, embracing her in his arms as her head rested on his chest. The only words that came out of his mouth were, "I hate you, Madhav... aapse meri khushi bardasht nahi hoti na? You always choose me to hurt. Why... why always me?... Now it's enough of your entertainment... enough." He looked at her face and saw her slowly closing her eyes. He could feel her heartbeat decreasing. He hugged Suvira even more tightly, closing his eyes. "I love you, Dhruv," she mumbled and closed her eyes, leaving her body. That was their past... But what happens when two souls, bound by love in their past life, are reborn as the heirs of enemy families? Will destiny reunite them... or make them destroy each other all over again?

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#MAFIA_SERIES 🔥 Aanya, stop," Adwait said, his voice slightly louder now, laced with warning. She could see it-he was about to snap. Yes, yes, now he'll lose it, she thought, a thrill sparking in her chest. But instead of reacting with anger, Adwait simply leaned back in the chair, eyes locked on hers. Then, without a word, he began to unbutton his shirt-slowly, deliberately-each movement exaggerated, until he yanked it off and tossed it aside. Aanya's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. Shock flooded her face. "Ahhh! Shameless!" she shouted, spinning on her heel and making a dash for it. But he was faster. Adwait stood in a flash, reached out, and caught her wrist mid-stride. She turned, her hand already balled into a fist, aiming straight for his face. But he caught it mid-air. In one smooth motion, he twirled her under his arm like a dancer, then leaned in and pressed a bold kiss to her left cheek. Her mouth dropped open again-outrage, disbelief, and something else flickering in her eyes. She didn't hesitate. This time she lifted her knee, aiming for his stomach, but he caught her leg with ease. Sliding one arm under her knee and the other around her waist, he bent her slightly backward in a dramatic dip. Before she could wriggle free, he kissed her right cheek. Then-thud. He let go. Aanya landed squarely on the floor, right on her backside. Crossing his arms over his bare chest, Adwait looked down at her, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You lost," he said. __________________

Ekansh Shekhawat, A CEO and reserved person was arranged to get married to Kiara Singh. Who was also his sister in law's sister. Started on - January 12, 2025. Completed in - May 24, 2025. Words count - 74,250 !It's my original work, and fully fictional!

PREVIOUSLY : INAYAT Some people forget memories. Some hearts never do. Years ago, Veer Singhania lost the girl he loved and spent years mourning her. The problem? She never died. Inayat survived the accident that stole her memories, her family, and every trace of the life she once knew. Now, after years of living as a stranger to her own past, she finds herself standing in front of the one man who never stopped waiting for her. Veer remembers everything. Inayat remembers nothing. As old secrets surface and forgotten truths begin to unravel, they are forced to confront a question neither of them is prepared to answer: Can a love story survive when only one heart remembers how it began? Where The Heart Remembers is a slow-burn romance about lost memories, second chances, family secrets, and a love that refused to fade even when the world told it to let go.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 "𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. "That's the thing, Love... how will you hate me?" 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐗 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 Anvika Singhania has always lived in the shadows of her family's secrets and betrayals. Her life is a carefully curated picture of grace, elegance, and duty. But behind the poised façade lies a woman burned by loss and determined to never love again. When she's married off to Adhiraj Raghuvanshi, heir to the powerful Raghuvanshi empire, she's given a chance to execute the revenge she's harbored for years-a chance to destroy the family that destroyed hers. Adhiraj, a man of ambition and ruthless focus, is used to calculating every move. He never anticipated falling for his new bride, a woman who stirs something inside him he can't control. But as desire blooms between them, dark truths surface-secrets that unravel everything they thought they knew about loyalty, love, and betrayal. When tragedy strikes and an accident shatters their fragile bond, Anvika is forced to make a choice: to continue her revenge or risk everything for the man she never expected to love. In the battle between desire and revenge, only one will survive the fire. Tropes: Dark Romance Thriller Age difference Forced marriage Past trauma He fell first. Strong female lead Revenge Mature 🔞 Anvika x Adhiraj Please do not copy or repost. Thank you for reading Enid🤍 #1 in siblings on 08-11-25 #8 in revenge on 04-12-25 #15 in business on 07-11-2025 #3 in punjabi on 28-03-2026 #59 in rajasthan on 1-10-2025 #5 in canada on 10-01-2026 #25 in arranged on 01-12-2025 #8 in dance on 28-03-2026 #8 in royal on 09-01-2026 #12 in rivals on 27-11-2025 #58 in adultromance on 26-08-2025 #34 in spicy on 15-09-2025

𝐍𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐱 𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇 "Main aapse pyaar nhi karta or nahi kabhi zindagi me kar sakta, ye shaadi mere liye kuch nhi hai" These were the first words from him after the marriage which broke her heart completely. She cried all night not because of the marriage-because of his hate towards her. ------ •×Troopsו Princess× King Soft romance with dark glimpses Forbidden love Arrange marriage Changed bride Replacement Touch her and die She fell first he fell harder Slow-burn Traditions וWarningsו Violence Abuses Murder/suicides Alcohol consumption Note: It based on pure imagination of @naynraex aka me #3 in top 10 in india : 30/03/2026 #5 : 31/03/2026

The elders of the Malhotra family had decided to marry off their young generation two sisters so they won't lose the prosperity of the family. but will it be easy for two sisters to adjust to two arrogant men? will they fall apart? . . . . . .to know read the further story. images belong to their rightful owners. #1 in INDIANAUTHOR - 2/12/22 #1 in designer - 21/3/23

LADKI KE BADLE LADKI (Sister for sister ) A Deal of Fate & Vows - Exchanged vows ~~~ A wedding she never saw coming. A love she never asked for. A destiny she cannot escape. When a 20 year old Trisha Singh wakes up from a coma, she believes she's returning to the life she left behind. But the truth awaiting her is far from the one she imagined. Her brother, Kiaan Thakur, is already married-not by choice, but by force or a deal. On the other side stands Arnav Verma, 26 years old, a ruthless politician who believes in justice-his own kind of justice. As his sister, Izna Verma whom he loves more than anything in this world is now married into his enemy's family, and for him the balance must be restored. There is only one way to settle the score He demanded- "Ladki ke badle ladki" A forced wedding. A sealed fate. A life she never agreed to. Sometimes, the most unwanted bonds become the hardest to break Will Arnav and Trisha learn to embrace their destiny, or will they fight against a love they never asked for? In a tale of exchanged vows and unexpected love, can two strangers rewrite their story? Step into the world of Arnav Verma and Trisha Singh, where love is a gamble, fate is a master player, and hearts are forced to choose between the past and the unexpected future. A tale of revenge, sacrifice, and an unexpected love that defies all odds

(formerly known as seraphic) 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘐𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵? To get his family off his back, Zayn Arzhel, born with a silver spoon cloaked with diamonds, dominance, danger and a hint of violence all wrapped up beautifully in a ribbon of magnetism, agrees to marry the girl his grandfather handpicked. Where Azara Sheikh, a walking seduction and every man's living dream with long dark hair and devilish brown eyes, a girl who's had the world dancing on her little finger tips ever since she was born, agrees to marry for the sake of her only parent's happiness. It's an arrange marriage between two of the most powerful and wealthiest families in both India and England. But is that all? Just an arrange marriage? When secrets bleed into silk sheets, and past scars resurface behind perfect smiles in their world of red carpets and gold trophies, Is it still just a marriage? Or is it the beginning of war? Book #1 in the "Thorns of Patrimony" series - a Desi dark romance full of power, pain, and love that hurts too good to leave. ---