Mature content ! 2nd book in VILLAIN SERIES 🔥 All series are standalone and don't relate to each other. "From today onwards, am your Rana Sa rajkumari" he smirked "Your family didn't even try to save you. Hahaa...they agreed so easily to give you as a prize in this war " he mocked her "Y..you can never become my arya(husband)"she whispered unbelievably" my family agreed because you threatened them" she glared him with tearful eyes "am going to marry prince of jamrath only. Prince Rituraj. " "You are right..you are definitely going to marry today "he smirked while pulling pulled her towards him harshly "But to the prince of Mahawargarh. " he roared like a lion " am not like your family. I will definitely protect you from all the evil things raajkumari " he smirked evilly while forcefully taking her towards the holy fire " Shivanya - An ACE IN SEDUCTION but princess for name sake. A broken soul who just want only one thing in her life - to become pride of her kingdom and for that she has secretly studied everything. She thought she found her man after meeting prince rituraj. But her dreams shattered when one day before her marriage, whole kingdom gets attacked by army of most ruthless enemy - Advay Rajput Raana Advay Singh Rajput : Also knows as War machine of Mahawargarh and enemy of 20 states. His morning starts with bath of blood followed by Cries of thousands of people begging to him for mercy. But no voice ever reached to his ear. Wherever he goes, he make enemies everywhere. He doesn't know how to write , read or to love someone. A king without any great talent. This is what people used to think about him. But what is his actual reality ? Read it to find out.

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content

This story revolves around Dev and Niharika. Niharika has spent years dedicating herself entirely to her husband, his family, and fixing broken relationships within his home. However, Dev is completely consumed by his professional work life, business networking, and climbing the corporate ladder, leaving her feeling utterly undervalued and invisible. Over time, the spark completely fades into cold routine until the cracks become impossible for the families to ignore.

18+ book , contains violence He is devil and she is angel . He is dangerous, intelligent and she is innocent. She is a mentally a child and he is the mafia king This is the story of rajveer and abhira . . Abhira a orphan and divorced lady, had a unwanted marriage with the rajveer. Her mother and brother is the only relation from her childhood but she also lost her mother one year back and her mother akshara was murdered by a mysterious person.After that tragedy she got betrayed by her beloved husband and she got divorced with him . But now she is marring a Mafia king Rajveer Singh rajvanshi. The same Rajveer singh rajvanshi is a mafia king of India . Rajveer , a ruthless mafia boss with deep heater with his parents , is ready to marry with his girlfriend . ON the day of his wedding , rajveer receives a phone call that chances his everything. After the phone call , abruptly he leaves the mandap and returns with the mistarious women named abhira,forced into marriage with his elder brother Will abhira able to get love from rajveer and his family ? So why did rajveer's elder brother forced the marriage of rajveer and abhira ? will abhira able to find out her mother murderer and her mother family who left her alone? Will this forced marriage bring Love in their lives? Will abhira gets the true love from rajveer and rajvanshi's family ? This book contains mature content and violence and psychological issues © All Rights Reserved

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

Gauri patil... She is lie hidden beneath Strom of truth, a simple girl living in a city who is financially weak but not mentally , her confidence speaks through her voice and her face speaks innocence Where... He held ability to dive. Dhruv Singhania... He did dove, he held that confidence that spoke which can held another confidence just like his of hers , He is secret Drown in weight of hidden shead, Both promised to be clean like mirror about their secrets with each other's but thing is , this secrets always remain secrets untill it created Deadly distruction.

"𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈 𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍." - 𝑺𝒉𝒓𝒗𝒚𝒂 "𝑰 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕." - 𝑽𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍. Lovers to enemies ᯓ★ He vanished for five years, leaving her with a marriage no one knows about and a silence that still chokes her. Now Vedarth Malhotra is back colder, unreadable, watching her like a shadow reborn. What does he want from Shrvya Sehgal now... forgiveness, revenge, or her entire life?

[𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒] ᴋʏᴜɴᴋɪ ʜᴀsᴛᴇ ʜᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛᴏʜ ᴀᴀsʜɪǫ sᴜʟɪ ʙʜɪ ᴄʜᴀᴅʜ ᴊᴀᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴀɪɴ ɴᴀ... ᴀᴜʀ ᴋᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʜᴀʙʙᴀᴛ ᴀɪsɪ ʜᴏᴛɪ ʜᴀɪ ᴊᴏ ɪʙᴀᴅᴀᴛ sᴇ ᴢʏᴀᴅᴀ ɢᴜɴᴀᴀʜ ʟᴀɢᴛɪ ʜᴀɪ. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧. She filed a case against a stranger. A man whose name she didn't know and who she never saw. A man who had already fallen for her at first sight. 𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝. A man who could destroy lives with a single command. A villain the world feared. And now- A villain 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 with her. When she tried to escape him, he destroyed her career. When she hated him, he loved her like 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. When she refused him, he 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 her at gunpoint. Because Vihaan Rathod was never asking for her love. He was 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 her. "I 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 I 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬." - 𝐒𝐢𝐚 𝐀𝐫𝐣𝐮𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞? 𝐍𝐨, 𝑎𝑟𝑑ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑖 𝑗𝑖. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐨. 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥. 𝐈'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮." - 𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝

He is 30 and she is 19. she yearns for his love, but he hates her to his core. .......................................................................... He rushed to the hospital after receiving the call from the doctor. He felt restless, even though he didn't love his wife, he was scared about his baby's health. After reaching the hospital he enquired about the maternity ward in the reception and rushed towards it frantically. He hurriedly went to the doctor and the doctor explained to him about his wife condition, that his wife is very anemic and she is in depression. If she is not taken care well it will be difficult for her to continue the pregnancy. A wave of guilt hit him harshly ... he feared that he might lose his own blood because of his arrogance. He decided to treat her well atleast until her delivery. He saw around the ward and noticed other pregnant women with their husbands, he felt a pang in his heart realizing how he treated his wife. He entered the room and saw his unconscious wife, she looked pale and weak that's when he noticed she's become skinny after getting pregnant. Her jaw and collar bones are clearly visible to him but once, she was a cute and chubby little girl....but not anymore. To know more about Aditya and Nithya's life dive into our story. ................................................................................

Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.