🌹✨ His Queen, His Cage ✨🌹 A Royal Dark Revenge Romance by @kiara_azira03 👑 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦. 🩸 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳. 💍 𝘈 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 🪷At 23, Shanaya Singhania thought she had finally found someone who saw her and not her father's name. Neel Kapoor quiet, charming, the man who became her safe place. The man who held her hand under the desert moonlight and whispered promises of forever. But promises shatter. And Neel was never what he seemed. Because behind the soft smiles and stolen moments... he was the King's deadliest weapon. The secret agent sent to burn her father's empire to the ground. And tonight, under the ancient mandir's sacred fire... he's here to make her His pawn. His revenge. His wife. 🔥 Neel Kapoor 🔥 The ruthless shadow of Maharaja Rudraksh Singh Raghuvanshi. A man carved from vengeance and violence. And the man who will drag Shanaya into a marriage she can't escape. "Tumhare Baap ne meri zindagi mujh se cheeni the, Shanaya..." He leans close, his breath burning against her skin, his sindoor-stained fingers gripping her jaw. "Ab main tumhari tumse cheen raha hoon." ⚔️ Between cult secrets, betrayal, and a fire that refuses to die... Shanaya realizes this isn't about love. It's about war. And in this war... she's the price. ⸻ 💔 He wants her trust. 🔥 He'll weaponize her heart. 🩸 And when the vows are taken... there will be no turning back. ⸻ ✨This is the second novel from the Empire of Obsession 📖 If you haven't devoured the first book yet... baby, you're missing the real sin 👀 😈 Buckle up, little demons this ride is gonna be bloody, filthy, and addictive.

~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~• She was once the heartbeat of the Rai Singhania mansion.The laughter that softened power.The smile that lit marble halls brighter than chandeliers. Siyaisha Rai Singhania-the youngest, the purest, the most loved. Five powerful brothers stood guard around her. A father who once called her his pride. A grandparents who worshipped her existence. Until one day... love turned lethal. A single accusation shattered everything. Her father's slap branded her a witch. Her brothers called her shameless, a disgrace, a stain. Her dance ,her devotion, her soul, was dragged through filth. They said she danced to seduce men. The poison had a name-Darika A sweet face hiding venomous jealousy. She didn't want a place in the family- she wanted Siyaisha's place. Lies were whispered. Proofs were planted. Trust turned to hatred. And one stormy night, Siyaisha was thrown out of her home. No evidence. No voice.truth unheard. EIGHT YEARS PASSED. Eight years of pain, survival, and rebirth. Now she's back. Not as the naïve princess they broke but as a woman forged in fire. Unbreakable. Fearless. Untouchable. She no longer needs their love. She no longer needs their name. Because now-she is her own empire. When the broken daughter returns to the family that destroyed her... Will they realised the truth? will they beg for forgiveness? Or face the storm they created? Siyaisha is back. And this time-she's not here to be accepted. She's here to conquer. ~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•

Mature Content! "You can't just break into my room. If my father finds out, your family won't even have a body to bury. He will tear you apart," she growled, watching him lounge in her chair, casually leafing through one of her books. "Does your father know what kind of... educational material his innocent daughter keeps?" he asked, tracing a finger over a specific paragraph. She shook with rage, the mockery in his voice like a blade. He rose, crossing the room with the predatory grace of a demon closing in on his next meal. She held her ground, glaring daggers. "I will never give you what you want," she hissed. "My little cobra, trust me-if I don't have you, no one will." He leaned in, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. "You started this game of seduction without realizing what kind of fire you were lighting. Now, you'll burn in it." He gripped her jaw, his thumb tracing the curve of her lower lip. "You thought you were the hunter, Arshia. Now you'll learn how it feels to be the prey." Arshia Khurana- The woman who never learnt to bow in front of anyone. Her words were a law for everyone to follow. Crossing her meant the end. Her family worships her like a goddess while she remains a volatile force- the fire capable of warming a home or incinerating dynasties. Dakshit Duhan does not merely rule; he dictates the very gravity of his world. Where others scream for authority, Dakshit commands it with a silence so heavy it suffocates. He is the master of an empire built on the bones of his enemies, governed by a hatred so ancient and profound that it has replaced his soul, becoming his only absolute truth. Both were the heirs to a legacy yet had their past demons following them. 'She played with fire. He became the flame!'

"Samay ne unhe alag kiya. Samay hi unhe fir milaayega" 🪔🦚🐚🪕🦢 Some stories are written once. Theirs is written every lifetime. She is a filmmaker drawn to forgotten legends tales of star-crossed lovers, cursed rivers, shadow-beings, and divine echoes. Stories no one remembers... yet feel strangely familiar to her. Then there is him the man who appears in places he shouldn't, who knows paths she hasn't taken, and whose eyes hold a silence older than memory. Every story she uncovers pulls them closer. Every step they take awakens something the world forgot. And somewhere between past and present, dreams and waking, destiny and choice the Kaalchakra, the eternal wheel of time, begins to stir. Some bonds return with every birth. Some truths wait for the right moment. And some loves... refuse to end. KAALCHAKRA - a dark, timeless tale where myth bleeds into the modern world, and two souls walk a path written long before they were born

She knows that she loves him from her childhood but she doesn't know that is her biggest mistake . She thinks that he is love her that way she do . But it's her misunderstanding . The time more pass ..the distance between us more . He becomes rude and cold towards me and always insults me . He is not the one who i love . I don't why . In our children we used to play and make promises but now he is even disgusted himself if i touch his things ..... If you want to know what happens!! Then you should read. I can say this story doesn't waste time when you read it .. Male Lead : Aarav Oberoi. Female Lead : Meera Sharma. =========🍁🍁🍁🍁========= The cover photo is not my . I take the photo from Google. English is not my first language . So , ignore my grammar article mistake . It's my original story . So , don't cover it . Or i have to take steps .

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟕 × 𝟐𝟖 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: # 𝟐 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Four years. Ask Zahir Pratap Ravalyan how many days, how many minutes, how many seconds those years hold. Ask me why, despite having everything -power, name, and the throne -I was never content. I was born to rule. Trained to conquer. Disciplined to reign. But now, all I want is to tear away the veil hiding the stranger who wears my wife's face. Because she looks like her. She breathes like her. Yet she is not my wife. Then tell me- Who is she?

𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗦𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗢 - 𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝙸 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 ℝ𝕒𝕨, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝙲𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝙾𝚗𝚎. 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝗞𝗔𝗜 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦, 𝟮𝟮 A budding YouTube vlogger with a childlike mind, whose cuteness leaves women in awe, is bullied by men for his soft nature. Continuing his passion, his life went smoothly. Until one fateful day, he visits the hospital to meet his BFF, where he feels the predatory gaze of an Amber eye upon him. 𝗗𝗔𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗬𝗡𝗔𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗔, 𝟮𝟵 A Renowned Billionaire in society's eyes; in the Mafia world, he is the Boss of Weapons Trafficking and infamous for the title "𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲." His stare alone is enough to instill fear in other Mafia bosses, with reasons shrouded in mystery. Then came a day when his aloof eyes fell on Kai-His Cute One. The day his gaze softened and hungered for Kai. His Purity. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗞𝗮𝗶 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗖𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗮? 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗖𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗞𝗮𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀?

Love & Passion (LP) : Book One " For his pools of obsidian black gaze, I would paint the world red. " ~his ishi " For the warmth of her hazel gaze, I would surrender every breath, every fragment of my being. " ~her veer

Wrongly blamed for his brother's "suicide," billionaire Christian Holt forces Melody Evans into a revenge marriage and cruelly rips away their newborn daughter after divorcing her. Tormented to breaking point by his ruthless mother and scheming ex-girlfriend, Melody vanishes. She returns as an untouchable powerhouse CEO. Cold and unbreakable. Now Christian must face the truth and grovel like never before to reclaim the woman he destroyed.