𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ✿✿✿✿✿ Welcome to the world of Aryans where family is placed before money or power. Here is love, here is hate, here is pain and here is the cure. The Rajputs. Rajput is more than just a name. It has a history of more than hundreds of years. The valour, the strength and the power to survive and win the darkest and hardest battle runs in their blood. Even after hundreds of years their blood holds the same valour, the same spirit which can cut an enemy into pieces. Carrying the Rajputana blood in their veins are The Aryans. The Mafia Clan led by the Rajput brothers. The powerful mafia and the more powerful men. With the faces of the great Greek Gods they are the walking Lucifers in the daylight and an alive Satan in the deep darkness of the night. Being in the Mafia and being the part of highest royalty they are worshipped like gods by their subjects. The gods who are the only makers and destroyers of the large and fertile land of 'Khashiq' a city which is hidden by the eyes of common people of the country. Even after 75 years of independence the government is afraid to set a foot inside this deep sea of death. The air of khashiq holds the smell of dead, blood and cries of innocents and sinners. In the land of darkness entered three innocent souls, one being ambitious who had to sacrifice, the second being musical who had to stay quiet and the third being the purest but had to turn filthy. They are the wives of three elder Rajput brothers who know everything but to love. Tainting the pious relationship of a husband and wife they break their wife in such a way that now nothing can pull the three souls out of that darkness, a darkness which is darker than the world of the Aryans.

Indian Chronicles Book II My Husband, My Monster. Mistakes? I've done enough in my life. But the biggest mistake was to fall for The Monster. Jaiveer Singh Rathore. I thought it to be the beautiful mistake, not realizing it would turn out to be ugly. I've sacrificed everything, destroyed my own self just to stay close to him. I tried to find a peace in him, not knowing I will be the one to left torn and hollow from inside. Jaiveer Singh Rathore is my custom-made hell and as much I want to get away from him, I found myself taking a solace in him. I've tried to stop myself, to stop the toxicity in me, but I can't. What happens when two toxic beings collide? They sucked the life out of each other until there is nothing inside. I am self-destructive when I chosed Jaiveer Singh Rathore for myself. Did enough destruction to get him all for myself. My Veer. My Monster. But is it enough? Will I ever be enough for him? ________________ I am ruined. Destroyed in such a way that there is nothing left to be fixed. But I don't pity myself. I've made myself what I am. Because I am self-destructive and so as Shravani Datta. She knew and still chose to chose me. A Marriage Pact. And her hopeful eyes that she will change me for good, not knowing she is stepping into a hell, and she will get as destroyed as me. She is unaware that my darkness will overpower her light. Shravani Datta is my custom-made heaven, the only human who have seen the real me. And I hate her for it. I hate her for understanding me and my tendencies. She shouldn't have chose me, she shouldn't have put herself in this situation, but she did. And now there is no looking back. She is stuck now. My Ravenous heart can't wait to ravished her.

a girl journey to find her baby's father...

An Os book on our favs... RiAnsh Cover credits - @Paracosmic_Soul

"Falling in love is like holding a candle. Initially, it lightens up the world around you. Then it starts melting and hurts you. Finally, it goes off, and everything is darker than ever, and all you are left with is the... Burn." He had known her since she was eight, a tiny, unwelcome presence in his life. As a 16-year-old, he seethed with resentment, his eyes burning with a fire that rivaled the intensity of his hatred. Every time their paths crossed, his anger flared, threatening to consume him whole. He couldn't bear the sight of her, the sound of her laughter, or the way she smiled with an innocence that only fueled his rage. To escape the torment, he fled to a foreign land, seeking solace in the unknown. Years passed, and the embers of his hatred slowly died down, reduced to smoldering ashes. But when he returned, the last thing he expected was to find the little girl he once despised now blossoming into a beautiful, captivating woman. Her eyes, once sparkling with mischief, now shone with a quiet strength, and her smile, once a source of annoyance, now stirred something deep within him. As they navigated their complicated past, their mutual hatred transformed into a fierce, all-consuming love. He was vocal about his feelings, his words pouring out like a torrent, but she trembled with fear, hesitant to surrender to the passion that threatened to engulf them both. For his love was a force of nature, wild and untamed, capable of destroying everything in its path. Yet, she couldn't deny the way her heart skipped a beat when he was near, the way her soul stirred when he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. She was trapped in a vortex of emotions, torn between the fear of his love and the thrill of the unknown. A love that knew no limits. A love that was poisonous for both of them. . . . This is a RiAnsh Story based on color's Show "Ishq Mein Marjawan 2". Thanks for reading.