🌹 He married her to destroy her. He left her to bleed in silence. Two years later, she returns-not as his victim, but as his only salvation. When ruthless billionaire Dhruvansh Raghuvanshi, CEO of Raghuvanshi Industries, learns that his father's downfall was linked to the Malhotras, he chooses revenge over reason. Sweet, innocent Vaanya Malhotra pays the price-humiliated and abandoned at the mandap on her wedding day. Two years later, Vaanya has rebuilt her life. No longer the fragile bride, she is now Dr. Vaanya Malhotra, one of the city's most promising cardiologists. But her world collides with Dhruvansh again when she is appointed as the personal doctor to his beloved grandmother. Old wounds resurface. Guilt claws at him. Rage burns in her veins. But destiny refuses to let them walk away. As family secrets unravel and enemies strike again, Dhruvansh must fight for forgiveness-and prove that this time, his love is not revenge but redemption. ✨ A tale of revenge, heartbreak, strength, and second chances that will pull you into a storm of passion and pain.

#Book 1 in THE YOU SERIES ARMAAN X YARIKA 𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖎𝖒, 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋. Armaan Veersingh is a ruthless and successful businessman-cold, calculated, and dangerously focused. As the sole heir of Aryka Law Firm, one of the most powerful legal empires in the world, he has two goals: Become the most formidable lawyer of his time... And destroy the girl who shattered him. Yarika Malhotra is a ray of sunshine in a world full of chaos. Kind-hearted and selfless, she pours her soul into her small bakery and the quiet life she's built. But when everything she holds dear is threatened, she's forced to seek help from the one man she never wanted to face again-the man who once owned her heart and now wants nothing more than revenge. When destiny forces their worlds to collide, old wounds resurface. Will hatred win, or will the past rewrite itself in unexpected ways? A story of second chances, unresolved pain, and a love that refuses to die. Join their journey to know what happens. TROPES • Lawyer x Baker •Childhood sweethearts •Grumpy x Sunshine •Misunderstanding •Office Romance •Second chance •Extremely possessive male lead •Touch her and die •lovers to enemies to lovers

•Completed|NOT EDITED• She closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the moment, feeling his warm breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings. Yes, there were no sweet words exchanged between them. She couldn't hold back her sobs any longer, as the tears flowed down her face. "You don't remember anything?" He hiccupped at every word, which perplexed her. She doesn't know what he's talking about. Confused, she opened her eyes and looked at him. "Remember what?" she asked, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand.

Vikranth pinned her against the door with one hand his chest rising with restrained fury his eyes burning straight into hers. Vikranth his voice low dark and dangerous "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." his fingers pressed into her waist his jaw clenched his voice dropped to a lethal whisper "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." she leaned in, lips brushing the shell of his ear her breath warm against his skin she whisper was colder than poison "And welcome to hell...Mr. Shekhawat." His eyes widened just a fraction shock flickering into a dark, dangerous spark he liked the fire but he hated the fire still there his grip on her waist tightened her smirk widened. "You built this hell with your own hands now burn with me." His nostrils flared his chest brushed hers as he stepped even closer, voice a low growl "You think you'll survive this fire" she tilted her chin up boldly. "I'm the one who started it." A muscle in his jaw jumped and slammed his palm beside her head, caging her fully. "You're playing a game you can't win." her lips curved again deadly, confident. "Wrong." pratiksha placed her finger on his chest, pushing him back a little. "I'm playing a game you already lost." he grabbed her wrist, yanking her closer again, faces inches apart his voice trembling with fury "We'll see how long that smirk lasts, Mrs. Shekhawat." Pratiksha smirks "Long enough to destroy you." He slammed the bedroom door shut Pratiksha barely had a second to breathe before Vikranth grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed her back hit the mattress, the silk sheets folding under her. He stalked toward her like a predator, removing his coat, his eyes burning with one intention Break HER. Get ready for Enemies-to-lovers tension A dangerously possessive hero Forced marriage with high-stake twists Dark secrets, betrayal & obsession ❤️‍ A love story born from hatred and ruined by desire

Her hand trembles when she is about to sign the marriage papers. The very mention of the word marriage reminds her of her past, her first marriage. She had not even peacefully come out of her previous toxic marriage and she is pushing herself into the same hell again. But then fighting with her thoughts, she takes a deep breath and signs the marriage papers and a tear comes out of her eyes as she is not ready to face again all that she faced in her previous marriage. ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ " Never forget, the day you break even a single rule of this marriage, I will divorce you and after that you know the consequences." He says after signing their marriage papers And his heart feels heavy as he says these insensitive words to her because after getting her he cannot even think of divorcing her, Divorcing her, isn't even the last thing he would do but still he has no other option except putting this condition before her. And there after hearing his words she looks at him with her blank eyes. Book start : 25.01.2025

A legendary King who saved their kingdom from brutal invaders and the humble brahmin's (ascetic) daughter. • King gets obsessed with her and forcefully marry her. • Strong female lead x Love sick Male lead. • FL tries to get revenge for what he does to her, follow the journey to see if she can escape from him, or fall for him. • Geographical location is Kashmir. ••• "Will you fight me too, your majesty?" A commanding voice cut through the crowd, drawing all eyes to the arena. At once, everyone knelt. "Hail to the savior of Kali Kingdom!" Shivani's gaze shifted, meeting her husband's smirking eyes. Dressed in green, he stood at the edge, watching her like a hunter sizing up his prey. Her smile faded, replaced by cold resolve. "I am not a warrior, Maharaja," she stated. "Just a teacher. My work here is done." "Rise," he ordered softly, eyes still locked on hers. As the men stood, he stepped forward, his smile deepening. "I, too, wish to learn. I shall pay a suitable fees. Don't worry." Her jaw tightened. "I have nothing to teach the great King," she said, laced with sarcasm. "I'm just a mere woman correcting mistakes-while you, of course, are flawless." Unfazed, he removed his rings one by one, handing them to a servant. "It's a humble request, Maharani. Please teach me. How can you judge my skill without facing me?" Her grip on the sword tightened. He had struck a nerve. "Fine," she snapped. With a sharp swing, she stepped back, putting space between them. A sword was placed in his hand. With a slight nod, he raised it, ready for battle. • • •

"Did you knew about it??" She roared commanding answers from her husband, whom she trusted. Ayansh turned his face away avoiding to look in her eyes, for the very first time he had no clarification to give. Even the people sitting at the meeting table were stunned by the audacity of a woman to question the man who is no less than a time ticking bomb. "We'll talk about this later at home.." He tried to convince her, not because he was embarrassed or cared about his reputation in the room filled with high ranking people. Cause the sight of his little wife screaming, slapping and taunting him was only meant for him, these vultures sitting in a three piece suit don't deserve to see his amore in her Tigress era. "No I want to clear everything right here.... Aur agar.." She was not given enough time to complete when one of the board members cut her off. "Sir aurton ko jitni bhi respect do vo utna hi sarr parr chad jati h.." He spoke laughing along with the other members on the table. Ayansh clenched his fist tightly turning his bright red eyes towards them. "How dare you interrupt her.. huhh?? You all should know this thing very clearly! This company is owned by ME and I'm owned by HER.. a slight disrespect towards my wife and I won't take a second to behead each and every one of you.." Ayansh's words echoed in the meeting hall. . . . "I had no option but to do this Ayansh.. I'm sorry" Avani cried aiming the gun towards Ayansh. "I can never doubt you.. but make sure to kill me in one shot but if not then no one can save you from me Darling" He smiled sarcastically, blood dripping off his head. A gun shot could be heard in the silent room and everything turned black. . . . TROPES.. Grumpy × Sunshine CEO × Teacher She fell first and he fell harder Golden retriever × Black cat Slow burn Contract Marriage

The habit of human, pushing the only thing that they craving for!... Arnav Shekhawat was a man the world feared - cold, sharp, and ruthless, a storm that no one dared to tame. But when he looked at Meera Ranawat, the world's noise dimmed, and for the first time in his life, he found peace. She wasn't just a woman; she was the calm after his chaos, the stillness that made his fire burn gentler. And Meera - the silent heir who'd forgotten how to feel after losing her mother - found herself trembling not out of fear, but because someone finally saw her, truly saw her. Their story wasn't built on perfection, but on pieces of broken pasts fitting together to create something whole. In a world of legacy, power, and rivalry, Meera and Arnav's love became rebellion - a flame that refused to die even when the world tried to smother it. He, who ruled with rage, learned tenderness in her touch. She, who lived behind walls of duty, found her heartbeat in his arms. Together, they weren't just lovers; they were healing, they were home. And as their families, once divided by pride, came together again through their bond, the story of Meera and Arnav became more than love - it became redemption. A journey from fire to peace, from silence to forever. #rivals #hatetolove #hate #rivalfamilies #enemies #enemiestolovers

📚Crack and Crease - Cracks demand repair. Creases demand heat. Not all damage screams. Some of it settles. 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar & Vamika Mittal 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar was not broken by loss, he was cracked by it, and like tempered glass, he learned to stand sharper at the edges. Vamika Mittal carried her crease like precision not damage, just a permanent line where softness used to lie. Yugveer Jahagirdar, 1.5 years old, he didn't see cracks or creases - only arms that held him. 🩶🩶🩶 He was raised in corridors where power never trembled - a son taught that weakness is louder than loss. She learned early that love can bruise without leaving proof - a woman who folds her scars into sharp edges. 🔥 Jaiveer Jahagirdar carries fracture like inheritance. Vamika Mittal wears restraint like silk over steel. 🔥 Their families built empires that refuse to bow. Their names have stood on opposite sides of contracts for decades. ⚔️ He protects what's his. She controls what she builds. ⚔️ They meet across a table neither trusts. No promises. No peace. Just leverage. Because steel doesn't bend easily. And pride doesn't forgive quietly. 👑 Legacy carved their surnames. Damage shaped who they became. But somewhere between the crack and the crease - something refuses to stay folded. 👑 🕊️ Tropes 🕊️ Enemies to Lovers Corporate Rivals Single Father Divorced FMC Billionaire / Industrial Dynasty Slow Burn Power Couple No Cheating Protective Father Child Softens the War

He waited for her. She left carrying a truth that could change everything. Two years ago, Nisha Sharma broke Arjun Malhotra's heart . What once felt like forever ended with misunderstandings, ego and words neither of them could take back. Now fate throws them together again. When Nisha unknowingly accepts an interior design project for the Malhotra Hotel Empire, she comes face to face with the man she never stopped loving - the same man who is now her boss. But Arjun doesn't know one thing. The little girl hiding behind Nisha... with his eyes, his habits, and his smile... is his daughter. As jealousy, unresolved feelings, family pressure, and painful memories pull them closer again, Arjun begins to realize that some love stories never truly end. And some goodbyes were never meant to be final. ✨ Second chance romance ✨ Hidden child trope ✨ Rich joint family drama ✨ Emotional healing ✨ Jealous cold male lead ✨ Office romance tension ✨ Happy ending