They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

He took a step closer, lowering his voice just enough for her to hear. "Then name your price, Miss Rawal." The air between them turned razor-sharp. Everyone waited - stunned, breathless - for Arisha's reply. Her lips curved, not in amusement but in challenge. "Your whole worth," she said slowly, "is not even close to my price." ______________________________________ "Possession isn't optional... it's destiny." He is the King of Rajasthan-powerful, feared, and untouchable. She is the girl no one ever noticed... until fate threw them together. In a world of royal expectations, family secrets, and dangerous rivals, their hearts collide, igniting a passion neither expected. But can love survive when every glance, every decision, and every secret is under scrutiny? Will Arisha win the king's heart... or will the shadows of the past tear them apart before their story even begins?

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

🥀 Abhiraj Singh Rajvansh - At 28, a king feared by nations. Ruthless. Merciless. Dangerous. A monarch whose reign is remembered as the bloodiest era of the modern world. 🥀 Abhishree Abhiraj Singh Rajvansh - A delicate 20-year-old princess turned queen. Soft. Innocent. Naive. A girl born with a silver spoon... now stepping into a throne carved with blood. She left behind the comfort of her parents' palace only to enter a kingdom filled with dark secrets, buried betrayals, royal politics and revenge wrapped in silence. But being a queen means more than wearing a crown- It means diving into the depths of his world... and into him. A love story drenched in royalty, danger and the intoxicating pull of a king who never learned how to love gently. Welcome to The Queen of Rajvansh - where the innocent bride falls hopelessly, helplessly, gloriously in love with the man she was arranged to marry... the man who chose her first. ~ | 👑 | ~ ✨ TROPES ☆ Grumpy × Sunshine ☆ Arranged Marriage (Arranged by HIM) ☆ Royal Romance ☆ No Cheating / No Third-Party Drama ☆ Family Drama ☆ Loyal & Virgin Leads ☆ Age Gap ☆ Morally Grey MMC ☆ Bold FMC ☆ Love at First Sight ☆ Royal × Commoner ~ | 👑 | ~ ✨ TEASER "Jab ishq ka laal rang rooh par chadh jaaye toh jism ke rang jaane par shikwe nahi jataye jaate..." he whispered, his hands cupping her cheeks as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. A trembling smile touched her lips, her eyes glistening. "Badi der laga di aapne aane mein... kitna intezaar kiya humne aapka." ~ | 👑 | ~ ✨ EXPECT A marriage arranged by him. A queen chosen, claimed, and cherished. Political games, palace conspiracy, and a blood-soaked throne that hides a darker truth. ~ | 👑 | ~

𓆩♡𓆪 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧ 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ✧ 𓆩✦𓆪 ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ 𓆩✦𓆪 ━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━ 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆... Two business partners. One unspoken bond. 𝒜 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒑𝒖𝒕 - the ever-smiling, golden-hearted boy who saw the world in her eyes. 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 - the quiet storm, hiding scars behind a poised smile. Their grandfathers' friendship planted the seed of a future neither of them imagined would arrive so soon. When their families decide to tie them in a sacred bond, Devansh's heart blooms with love... But Ruhanika? She's happy too-yet haunted by her past, afraid her broken pieces might never fit into his warmth. Will she finally let herself be loved? Or will the ghosts of yesterday pull them apart? ❝ 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭? ❞ But love isn't just about sunshine and soft smiles. It's about patience, when silence becomes her only language... It's about trust, when shadows of her past come knocking at their door. For every tear she hides, He brings a touch of warmth, For every doubt she carries, He offers faith-not in destiny, but in them. They were written in stars long ago... But will the ink of their past blur the pages of their forever ??

Singhanias, a name that was looked up to and worshipped like God. They had everything and anything they ever set their eyes on. Money, power, authority and respect were just other ways of describing the family of Singhanias. For the world, the Singhanias were perfect but no one knew about the dark side of them. They were mafias and blood, gun, murder- the horrible things that everyone detested was like a game to Singhanias. And being the daughters-in-law of this lavish, wealthy and powerful family was what many girls dreamed of in the country but for the wives of the heirs of the family was like a walking nightmare. They were ordinary girls until the name- Singhania was lined with them which meant to deal with high-class people, paparazzi and follow strict protocols of the family and do nothing that would harm the Singhania family image. And the worst part was to act as perfect brides of the heirs in front of the world but what if heirs of the Singhania family were adamant to destroy and shatter them to an extent knowingly or unknowingly. One bride was ignored by her husband, one despised and one breaking slowly by her husband. Will the daughters-in-law of the family be able to change the pride of the family or will the heirs of the family will be the reason for their death? (P.S. The description of the story will be like a death to me. I hope the story is better than the description)

Amidst the chilly wind and gloomy cloud, the walls of the Rathore Palace stood straight bearing the truth inside it from ages. The Rathores, who have abandoned this Palace and moved into a villa can't abandon their past just like they did to the palace. The palace itself is proof of the things that happened inside those four walls. The secrets and truth may lie beneath those ground but it is still there, intact. Waiting for the day someone will take it out... The legacy of this Rathore Palace is transferred with time and right now it is owned by the four heirs of the Rathore Family. The heirs of the Rathore Palace... a puzzle in themselves just like the palace. And their marriages? It's a conspiracy on its own. Each marriage is twisted with dozens of dark secrets tied to it. ||The four twisted marriages in the Rathore Palace.|| ~Join the tale of four twisted marriages of The Rathore Heirs~

#Book 1 of rathore's brother series The Rathore brothers rule the underworld with ruthless precision, commanding respect through fear and dominance. Their power is absolute, but their hearts remain locked in cold, impenetrable darkness. Bound by loyalty and blood, each brother brings a unique strength to their reign, making them an unstoppable force feared by them ------------------ She craved love, believing marriage would bring her the warmth she longed for, but her dreams shattered on her wedding night when reality proved colder than she could ever imagine. Who defends the queen when the king, her protector, becomes her persecutor? "Tumhare liye mere paas sirf nafrat, takleef, aur dard hai-aur.. kuch b nahi For him, she is his obsession; for her, he would paint the world in blood, ensuring no one ever dares to come between them. "My love for you will outlast time itself, an endless flame that burns beyond eternity." She never forgives, and he never forgets. When betrayal strikes, they turn into a storm of vengeance. "I will carry this hatred with me, even as my breath fades into the shadows" -------------------- The wives, once innocent, now face their beast-like husbands with quiet strength. Through patience and resilience, they learn to endure and tame the darkness, becoming stronger with each silent battle. The world may see them as fragile, but only they know the true battle fought behind closed doors-the battle between love and survival, between innocence and the beast. The truth of their hearts remains a mystery, hidden behind cold stares and unspoken words. ⚠️"This book is not for the soft-hearted. If you're looking for a gentle read, turn away now. For those brave enough to stay, welcome to a world of passion, pain, and untamed emotions. Proceed at your own risk." -------------------- "While many loves entwine in this story, the heart of it belongs to Meera and Yudhveer."

Excuse me!? .. What? Marriage? What marriage are you talking about?" I shouted. Shreya, you are being called. You start in exactly 1.5 minutes. Hurry up!" shouted Rahul, my colleague. Without thinking I started running out of my room and like a klutz I am, was about to fall down when a strong pair of arms caught me. He helped me stand properly. "Aree you all right?" He asked. " Yes" I replied promptly. "I'm Kabir." He said extending an arm towards me. "And I'm late" I shouted and ran to the PR. I heard some chuckles. . . . . . . . Shreya Kashyap- She is a 24 years old Reporter. She loves her job and is dedicated to it wholeheartedly. She works in a reputed news channel. She is very confident and sarcasm drips off her tongue. She is her daddy's little girl and the centre of her brothers existence. She has been single is all the 24 years of her existence. Though she has a vast friend circle, her best friend is Anika, who is a reporter too. They both work in the same organisation and have known each other since they were is diapers. Kabir Rathore- He is 27 year old CEO of his own company. He has a very powerful aura around him and he loves his family and can do anything for them. He is a man of less words. He is his mummy's boy. He has many acquaintances but one best friend Dhruv Singhania who is the CFO of Kabir's company. He avoids the topic of marriage like plaque.

"𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄" " Why are you making it difficult for me? Just leave me the fuck alone" Aanya said or more like screamed those words on his face. " Oh, so my Baby does know how to curse. Amusing." He said, with a pained smile plastered on his face. " You..." Her words were sealed between her lips when she found he was standing right infront of him. Their forehead touching each other while their lips just an inch apart. She raised her hands to hit his chest. " I fucking hate you " She whispered the words against his lips while hitting him. Her eyes held unshedded tears and anger flashing through them. He held her hands and put a halt on her actions. His voice turning darker and lethal. " You don't hate me Aanya and you know it and this will be the first and last fucking time these words will slip through your pretty lips. Am I clear?" He warned her while caressing her face while his thumb wiping the tears sliding through her eyes. " Kyu kr rhe hain aap yeh sab ?, Kya hazil kr lenge aap aise? " Her lips were trembling as she muffled a pained sob before her lips. It's been a year since he lost her. Now, he is back to make her his and this time, separation is not a choice he will give her. ************ _______________ #1 india on 11/11/2023 #1 childhoodsweethearts on 11/11/2023 #1 desi on 14/11/2023 ________________