In a world bound by expectations, Sanyukta, a strong-willed single mother, faces mounting pressure from her family and society to remarry. Her reluctant choice? Ranvijay, a man who couldn't be more different from the life she's used to. A famous criminal lawyer, Ranvijay is known for his sharp intellect, fiery temper, and his refusal to follow society's rules. Their marriage, forged under the weight of external pressure rather than love, promises anything but peace. As their lives intertwine, the spark of tension between them grows, hinting at a turbulent journey ahead-one that neither of them saw coming.

"Saim, please... listen to me! Please!" she sobbed, reaching out for him. He shoved her away harshly, his touch colder than ice. "Don't you dare! Don't you dare come near me, you witch!" he roared, his voice slicing through the air like a blade. "I did it because I love you!" she cried brokenly. "I can't live without you!" His chest heaved with anger and betrayal. "Not once, Aina... not once but twice you shattered me!" he hissed, a lone tear escaping the storm in his eyes. He leaned down, their faces inches apart - her tear-soaked eyes locked with his bloodshot, furious ones. "I hate you!" he gritted out, his hands gripping her arms with a bruising force. "I HATE YOU!" he screamed, his voice ripping her heart into pieces. "But I love you!" she cried out in agony. "I LOVE YOU, SAIM!" The space between them was filled with pain - pain of a love that was never meant to be, and the ruins of a bond they once called family. ... He leaned in close, his voice a whisper laced with venom. "You want to feel what I felt? I'll give you more than that..." She didn't know what he meant - not yet. But what he did next... Left scars deeper than he intended. Aina shattered - not just in heart, but in soul. It was supposed to be her punishment. But in punishing her, Saim lost a part of himself too. What he did... had consequences. Heavy ones. Repercussions he never saw coming. Now the question remains- Will he be able to pay the price? Or did he just destroy the only thing that ever truly belonged to him? It wasn't just revenge. It was a punishment that would break her in ways no apology, no time, no love could ever mend. And Aina had no idea... That the worst was yet to come. ............

"I will die Ekansh... Please, I dont know what i will do without you. Please forgive me." She begged trying to hold his hand but he jerked his hand away from her as if her touch burnt him. He laughed looking at her state and shook his head mocking her. "What another lie have you brought now? Come on.. start your performance. Let me see how much you have improved your skills." She bit her lips controlling her sobs listening to him fresh tears were flowing down merciless looking at the man infront of her who loved her to the moon and back and today hated her with same intensity. Reason? Her. She broke him with her own hands.. with all she had she broke him, betrayed him.Now god is punishing her for breaking him. She wiped her tears ignoring his harsh words. "Ekansh.. you cant do this with me, you loved me and I know you still love me. You are just blinded by your anger.. I have changed, I regret What I did. Please let me make everything right.. please forg-" She stopped and flinched when he smashed his hand on the table hard making her words die in her throat. He threw the things down in his rage and the glass pieces shattered on the floor some landing near her feet making her shudder seeing his anger towards her. "You digusting woman.. get lost of my sight before I kill you with my bare hands. Your trap will not work this time so dont waste your time.. go find some another bastard to fulfill your needs." If this words of his stabbed her heart then his next words buried her alive. "I have moved on from a disgusting girl like you and she.. hell she cant be even compared with a dirt like you. So dont dream. I am happy with my girl who is loyal and trustworthy unlike you... get lost." Before she could digest anything a girl came inside his study running calling his name. "Ansh what happened?-" He was right he has moved on from her. She closed her eyes not able to bear the sight infront of her and cursing her broken fate. ______________________

He watched her from a distance, laughing, teasing, dreaming with the kind of joy he once believed she'd never have without him and it burned. Aadarsh Rao Mehra, the golden boy of neurosurgery, conquers warzones and crisis zones alike, performing near-impossible surgeries with unmatched precision. Outsiders call him a playboy, a handsome heir to the Mehra fortune, with piercing eyes, flawless physique, and effortless charisma. Deadly skilled, magnetic, and heartbreakingly handsome Dr. Aadarsh's Ssix plus years of abandoned life in abroad hardened him....yet the memory of the girl he left behind still makes his heart race. His first Love. Ridhima Sharma, the girl he left, the girl he thought betrayed him, the girl he still blames for breaking what they once had, now stood before him as a fire he couldn't look away from. When did she become this stunning, this sharp, this bold, this impossible to ignore? And worst of all, Tej Raizada sees it too. Tej, sharp-tongued, unapologetically intelligent, and dangerously charming, challenges Ridhima at every step, provoking her, annoying her, watching her with a knowing smile...amused. She runs behind someone else now, playful and glowing in a way he had never seen before, and the worst part is that it should've been him in that moment, it should've been them. Aadarsh hates that. Hates himself more. He keeps telling himself she cheated, clinging to that lie. He was the one who walked away, and she was the one who paid for it. But something about her is different; beneath her confidence, her charm, her reborn strength, there's a shadow she hides, a quiet sadness, a secret that tightens her smile and dims her eyes when no one is watching. When obsession meets destiny, when guilt snarls into love too late, only one question will remain: can you claim a heart that doesn't have long to beat?

𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 In a world where love can be both. Beautiful or destructive force, the Raghuvanshi brothers hide behind the cold facade guarding their heart from the pain of love. "Just because you are my wife and we share a bed doesn't mean I'll be telling you every small detail of my day or life with you. Don't try to put your nose in my business I hate it. " -𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 "Next time you dare to threaten or scream at me, remember that I can give you plenty of reasons to scream my name, sweetheart," - 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 "I don't care brother or not ;if anyone dares to harm my wife shall face the strength of the Raghuvanshi name.As your husband be damned if I stand idly by when someone inflicts pain upon you" -𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 No matter how hard you try to shut love out, it always finds a way back in. Will the Raghuvanshi brothers open their hearts or keep running from it? ❝ Tangled threads ❞ is saga of love, loyalty, Revenge and the consequences.

Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

She was on the run from the devil that was loved by all. The obsession of the country's biggest superstar that ruined the life of an ordinary girl. #1 in #superstar - 19/07/2023 BE WARNED - This book has abusive content and is not suitable for young audiences. Do not read if you are under 18

Book 2 of wounded series. "When you don't heal what hurt you, you bleed on the people who didn't cut on you." Someone wrote the truth when they wrote this. Niyati, a single mother struggles to get away with the trauma her late husband gave her. But it isn't as easy as she thought and things takes a toll when she discovers that the CEO of the richest corporate group of India falls in love with love. Shivam Rajvanshi, the CEO of richest corporate group is a total sunshine of his family. He have never taken anything serious in his life except for the something he gave up a long ago. Now that he met Niyati Ahuja in his best friend's wedding, he couldn't get her out of his head. How things will turn between them when one who doesn't believe in relationship and love anymore meets someone who's going to tell them that loving them is as easy as breathing?

❝𝙈𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙪𝙩 𝙠𝙞 𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙞 𝙝𝙪𝙣.❞ (I pray for your death). My 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 I 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟, 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. ❝ 𝙋𝙝𝙞𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙝𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙪𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙞.❞ (Then let's see just how strong your hate is). *** Full Desc Inside. 1 in #muslim