BEFORE YOU READ: This is a slowburn and some things may not make sense since the book is only half edited, but it will be when I'm done with the book. -------------------------- Her life has always been a battlefield... shaped by a violent father, marked by loss, and destroyed again by a boyfriend who treated her like a possession. She's learned to survive by staying small and unseen. But the day the school is plastered with naked photos of her, she becomes impossible to ignore. And the first to notice are the last men anyone would want watching: The Devils. Four teachers. Four kings of a hidden mafia network. Four predators with iron reputations and blood on their hands. When she breaks down at school, they're the ones who catch her. They tell themselves it's responsibility, nothing more. But the deeper they delve into her life, the harder it becomes to pretend they don't care. She awakens something in them... something protective, possessive, and dangerously close to tender. What starts with a rescue becomes the beginning of a bond that threatens their rules... and her already fragile world.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 𝐎𝐅 : 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐸𝑘𝑎𝑛𝑠ℎ 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔ℎ 𝑅𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒 X 𝑅𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑢ℎ𝑎𝑛 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── I walked into the room like a dead man. The smell of antiseptic and blood mixed in the air, and my heart clenched at the sight before me. Reet. My Reet. She lay on the bed, so still, so pale... as if life had already left her body. Tubes ran across her arms, machines beeped softly beside her, and her lips were colorless. I walked closer and sank to my knees beside her bed. My hands trembled as I took hers into mine. Her fingers were cold-too cold. "Jaan..." I whispered, my voice breaking. "How long will you sleep, hmm? You've slept enough now... wake up, please. You haven't even started living with me yet. We were supposed to build a life together... you promised me, remember?" My tears fell freely now, wetting her hand. My heart was bleeding inside my chest, every breath a struggle. "Please, Jaan... just open your eyes once. Look at me once... please..." And then- The beeping stopped. The sound that had been keeping me alive-the only proof that she was still here-went silent. My world collapsed. "No... no... no!" I screamed, shaking her gently. "Reet! Jaan! Look at me! Don't do this! Don't leave me! Please, don't leave me!" ｡𖦹°‧⋆˚࿔

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Nushrat was the epitome of clumsiness and cuteness. Vardhan, was always calm and composed. And they lived just a window away. So when her family decided that he was an amazing man, and that he should be more than just a neighbour, their life changed. Because now, they were more than just a stranger across the Khidki (window). ✼　 ҉　 ҉　 ҉　 ҉　✼ [Age gap] [Vintage romance] [90s] [Fluffy]

Guzri hui zindagi ko Kabhi yaad na kar, Taqdeer mein jo nahi uski fariyaad na kar, Jo hoga woh ho kar hee rahega Tu kal ki fikar me aaj ki hasi Barbaad na karr...❤️❤️ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Male lead - Vansh Singhania (25 years old) Female lead - Riya Sharma (18 years old) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let's see how their story will be after marriage, how they both gives a chance to their marriage and how she fulfills her dreams 👍😗

𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀. Because even in the darkest times, honour can bloom into love and love into freedom. ⚠️ This story contains mature and explicit content. Read at your own risk (18+). --- Set in 1960s Bengal, Gunjan Saha, a 17-year-old girl whose eyes still hold the innocence of monsoon skies, yet whose heart knows only fear and silence. After her mother's death, she endures her stepmother's cruelty, dreaming only of kindness, freedom, and being seen as someone worthy of love. Riddhiman Roy Chowdhury, the 29-year-old son of the village sarpanch, returns from London as a gold-medalist barrister determined to reform his village. But destiny has another plan... one that ties his fate to a fragile, innocent girl. One night, Gunjan runs barefoot through the lanes, escaping the men her stepmother sold her to, and destiny leads her to him... the man who would rewrite her story. When whispers taint her name for taking refuge in his house, Riddhiman does the unthinkable... he marries her. Before the same eyes that condemned her, he takes her hand and gives her honour. Bound first by duty, their marriage slowly becomes a sanctuary of trust, hope, and forbidden desire. As Gunjan learns to smile again, Riddhiman fights the one battle he never expected... the battle of his own heart. A man of reason and law. A girl of innocence and faith. Bound not by romance, but by righteousness and something far more fragile... unspoken love. But what happens when duty starts to feel like desire? Will he ever see her as more than a responsibility? And will she find the freedom she's been longing for... in the heart of the man who became her protector?

( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 #𝟏) "Alright this is getting out of my head, just out with it, who is she?" His best friend asked him.. "MERI HONE WALI BIWI AND THE FUTURE QUEEN OF RAJASTHAN" He responded determinedly, glancing at her direction intensely. __ "I have seen girls falling for me but didn't you fall too soon sweetheart" He whispered, as his lips curled into a smirk. "Nahi Mein un Dewaani larkiyon ki tarah nai hun jo apko dekh ke phisal jaun yuvraaj" She mocked him he was amused at her comeback. "Then I'll make sure you that you fall for me sweetheart" Veeransh and Maithili both doesn't want to get tied into a sacred bond of Marriga but fate plays it Role. The story revolves around in the modern yer desi era.. Jaipur Rajasthan, The Royal king Veeransh Singh Rathore who doesn't want to get married but got tied into a sacred bond of Marriage. Maithili Rajvansh a princess she doesn't like to her get Ruled by anyone, and against the marriage for her own reasons but her life turns upside down when she got married to the Royal king how she will managed to accept those new changes in her life. CHECK OUT THE BOOK TO GET THE ANSWERS.

Gabriella had just graduated the top of her class to enter the FBI and she was recommended to begin her career in the BAU. The youngest agent to ever enter the field at the ripe age of 17. She had been in and out of foster care since she was five but she doesn't like discussing her childhood with anyone. JJ and Emily are intrigued by the younger blonde and how innocent she seems. Will they find out all her secrets and will she be able to continue hiding herself from her new team of profilers?

What happens when your worst nightmare becomes the thing you love most. Well that's what happens to Ali Winters when she moves to New York for Uni. She didn't expect her life to be turned upside down by one person 'him' Damian Knight is prince of darkness, he is heir to the most feared and dangerous mafia in America and is also known as the worlds most sexy bachelor. Arrogant. Dangerous. Ruthless. And terrifying his name alone sends people into shock. He can have any girl he wants and when he sets his eyes on Oh so innocent, sweet, shy and beautiful Ali he must have her. But one thing he didn't expect was rejection. Now Damian only has one mission and that is make Ali HIS!!!! -------------- "What do you want" I whisper "you" comes his short reply. "Why" I manage to choke out through the shock. Damian just smirks and stalks towards me , I walk backwards until my back hits a wall and I know I'm trapped. I look at him with wide eyes my body shaking with fear. Damian stops centimetres from my face with his arms caging me in. "I want to own you Ali. Mind, body and soul. I want you to give me your heart and most importantly I want the whole world to know your MINE" he breaths into my neck. That when the darkness hits me but not before I fall into a pair of warm, strong arms.

"Did he fucking touch you?" His voice was a low growl, each word laced with fury as he prowled closer, heat radiating from his body. "A-Alex, you don't understand! He's just a friend!" I stammered, feeling the weight of his gaze pin me in place. "Friend?" He sneered, a predatory glint in his dark eyes. "You're mine. Only mine. No one else gets to lay a finger on you. No one." In a swift motion, he ripped my clothes apart, the sound echoing like thunder, leaving me bare before him. "Only I get to touch you. Only I get to make you feel," he growled, spreading my legs wide, electricity coursing between us. "Alex, please, he didn't touch me!" I gasped, desperation spilling from my lips. "Shut up," he commanded, his breath hot against my skin. "Let me claim what's mine. Let me fuck you until you forget his name." He's a ghost in the underworld, a man feared by even the most ruthless criminals. Aleksandr Volkov doesn't ask-he takes. And the moment I stumbled into his world, I became his next possession. I should hate him. I should run. But the way he looks at me tells me one thing... I'll never be free again. "Why did you kiss me?" His dark eyes smolder as he steps closer, voice low and possessive. "I wanted to know what you taste like." "And?" I whisper, barely breathing. A slow smirk tugs at his lips as he brushes a thumb over my lower lip. "Kak Moyà." 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 A russian Mafia romance STARTED WRITING:19/02/25 FINISHED: