PSYCHOTIC ROMANCE #Book 1 of The Executioner Series. "You sick fuck!" she roared. "How DARE you touch me like that?! What the hell do you think I am?" Her voice thundered across the corridor. "Do you not have a mother? A sister? Or are you just a worthless animal who doesn't deserve a family?" ....... ....... She kept her eyes locked on the man. Her voice dropped.... low, venomous. "You filthy bastard. You think you can just slap a woman's ass like it's your birthright? You think your power gives you permission?" ....... ....... The tension crackled like electricity. He stepped forward, his voice like thunder before the storm. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! If you want to stay alive, then shut that fuckable mouth of yours!" He exploded, his voice echoing like thunder through the corridor. ....... ....... "I swear," she spat, trembling but fierce, "I'll make sure you regret this shit with every inch of your entitled existence." He leaned forward. His voice dropped to a lethal whisper. "Take this as a fucking warning from my side. You messed with the wrong man, and I swear to God, I'll show you a hell that'll make your dreams look like nightmares." The man was none other than.... VIKRAM SINGH SHEKHAWAT The King of Rajasthan. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ In a world where silence is deadlier than words, will the Executioner's Heart Finally learn to beat ? ELAHI 🧿 VIKRAM #1 in intenselove #1 in spinechilling

Book 2 in Crimson Crown series Pratha Touch. Claim. Defy. He wasn't born to follow rules. He was the kind of man who made them - and then broke them, just to see who'd dare stop him. In a world built on rituals and fear, Shamsher Dev Thakur roared like a lion. Defeating, yet never bowed. He wasn't from her village. He wasn't part of their traditions. But he was the only man who looked her in the eye... and didn't flinch. She was barely a whisper - a young girl, full of laughter one moment and wrapped in white the next. A bride one day. A widow the next. Left to rot in a corner, forgotten by fate, punished by a world that decided she had lived too much already. But he saw her. She was just... sitting. Still. Staring into nothing. It broke the heart of the man like him. But he made the most dangerous decision of his life: To go against a village that wasn't his. To claim a girl the world had already declared untouchable. To marry her. Not out of love. Not yet. But out of pure, ruthless defiance. This is not a love story. This is the beginning of a war. One man. One girl. And an entire society trying to tear them apart.

She slapped him. He married her. That's how the war began. Kaashi Raghuvanshi is a crime journalist who has never known when to shut up...especially when a powerful man is standing in front of her. Rana Agastya Singh Rathore is the Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh, heir to one of the country's most powerful families and a man who doesn't tolerate disrespect. Unfortunately for him, Kaashi doesn't tolerate men who think they're untouchable. One investigation. One mistake. One line crossed. And suddenly, the woman who spent her career exposing powerful men is standing beside the most powerful man she's ever hated... as his wife. He calls it revenge. She calls it war. But neither of them knows that their hatred was never entirely theirs. Someone has been watching. Someone has been manipulating the truth. And someone wanted Rana Agastya Singh Rathore and Kaashi Raghuvanshi together long before either of them even knew the other's name. Because this was never just a love story. It was a game. And they were both being played. 🖤

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

"He was her downfall. She was his ruin. But if love was a crime, they were ready to commit the ultimate sin together." 𝕽𝖆𝖞𝖞𝖆𝖓 𝖝 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖆 She lived to save people. He lived to destroy them. Loving her was the greatest sin he ever committed - and the only one he chose willingly. She was a doctor, trained to heal. But beneath her steady hands and gentle smile, she was the one who needed healing the most. After her mother's death and a lifetime of her father's hatred, she gave up on the idea of love. She longed for it... but love never came. He came instead - wrapped in vengeance and shadows. She believed he only wanted revenge. He craved revenge... or so she thought. Her own father sold her to him in a contract - her freedom for her brother's life. "Didn't you think about this prince before dying?" growled, dragging her from the edge. "If you die... then who will I marry? From whom will I take my revenge?" (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

Some stories start with love at first sight. Some with destiny. And some because two people are too damn stubborn to leave each other alone. This one started with A FUCKING HORN. He wasn't the kind of guy people messed with unless they had a literal death wish. DEVESH SANDHU The undisputed King of the campus. 25-year-old final year Jaat boy who didn't give a damn about college authorities because bhai khud hi poori government tha. Cold. Brutal. Territorial. The kind of man who never needed to raise his voice because one look from his hunter eyes was enough to make grown men rethink every life decision they'd ever made. For him, brotherhood was religion. His word was law. And his territory? UNTOUCHABLE Until.. A first year girl steps onto campus, got cornered by three senior chutiyas- and instead of panicking, she twisted the leader's wrist until it popped. And for the first time in years, Someone managed to occupy Devesh Sandhu's mind. And refused to leave. NOOR JAGLAN A first-year Law Student from an old school family, balancing her suitcase , her expensive taste, & ZERO FEAR . Sarcastic. Fierce. A total firecracker. She never planned to get noticed by someone like Devesh. Unfortunately... If curiosity hadn't turned into an obsession. Because Devesh didn't flirt. He watched. He remembered. He showed up exactly when she least expected him. And Noor? She had absolutely no idea she'd become the only distraction capable of ruining the most dangerous man's peace. Unfortunately for him... She wasn't impressed. And she definitely wasn't making his life easy. This wasn't love. Not yet ...It was an ego war. A slow-burning,patience-destroying,heart-wrecking disaster... between a girl who refused to bow- and a man who had never been told no. #1 Leader #2 Political

|| BOOK 2 IN THE POLITICAL SERIES || Some people walk into a room. His name walks in first. CHAUDHARY RANVIJAY SINGH. The kind of man parents point at and warn their child about. "Usse door rehna." A Chaudhary.Anger issues.Zero patience. Even fewer apologies. Walking red flag? Maybe. But nobody's brave enough to say it to his face. His family had only one solution. Shaadi. He expected a quiet, seedhi-saadhi wife who'd stay out of his way. Instead... He got SANYUKTA DAHIYA. A village girl with unlimited bakbak, zero filter, and enough attitude to give an entire panchayat high blood pressure. She doesn't stay quiet. She doesn't get scared. And she's completely unimpressed by her six-foot-something husband permanently stuck in murder mode. Now they're trapped under one roof. He believes emotions make people weak. She believes silence only makes people lonely. He keeps pushing people away. She has an annoying habit of staying. The arguments are explosive. The eye-rolls deserve awards. The chemistry? Honestly...A public safety concern. But every village has stories people whisper behind closed doors. He carries one. She carries another. And neither of them knows that this unwanted marriage is about to uncover both. Everyone expected this relationship to end in disaster. Nobody expected the two people everyone had already given up on... to become each other's safest place. SANG RAHIYO A story where love doesn't arrive with flowers... It arrives with taunts, slammed doors, burnt rotis, stolen glances, and two stubborn hearts that refuse to give up on each other. Together? Bas... Balkooo, popcorn le aao. #1 *Adults

|| BOOK 1 IN THE POLITICAL SERIES || कुछ लोग मोहब्बत करते हैं... और कुछ लोग मोहब्बत बन जाते हैं। RUDRANSH RANA Once upon a time, this man was the literal definition of simping respectfully. Then college happened, HIS CHAUDHARY SAHAB served him a rejection platter, and bro looked at his own feelings, said "ew," and buried them six feet under. and became the city's most feared MLA The funny part? He's still a green flag. Just heavily disguised. DHANVI CHAUDHARY. Calm. Collected. Unbothered. Or at least, that's the aesthetic she was going for.But as her family's laadli daughter, she couldn't say no to the decade old promise, expectations, and emotional blackmail wrapped in "TRUST OUR CHOICE." She agreed. Expecting a stranger. Instead, she looked up during her engagement and found Rudransh Rana standing in front of her. The boy she once broke. The man who now refused to even meet her eyes. As he slipped the ring onto her finger, he looked away. But one truth still burned beneath all the silence, hurt, and years of pretending: "Woh zindagi bhar meri thi... bas kismat ko samajhne mein thoda zyada waqt lag gaya.." One loved too much. One realized too late. And somewhere beneath all the hurt, silence, and unfinished history lies a question neither of them is ready to answer: Can you return to the person you once broke... when they're no longer waiting for you? # 1 *MBBS /Haryana/Romancefiction/Leader/Realstory/Childhood / Political/Youngromance

~ 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐠 ~ Vairaag lives upto his name. Detached, controlled and untouched by emotions. But everything changes the day he attends the butter yellow themed retirement party of his company's former most loyal financial officer. Only one glance was enough for her to settle somewhere deep inside his mind. Vairaag convinces himself it is nothing. Even after he learns about her wedding being fixed with someone else. Until he sees her on the day of her haldi, in that yelllow saree, with dark mehendi stained hands and adorned in flower jewelleries, looking devastatingly beautiful. She looked like something that was never meant to belong to anyone else. And in that moment Vairaag's resolve shattered. He still cannot name what he feels, but was terrifyingly clear about one thing. Kashi is not marrying another man.

Book 2 in Political series Not a standalone so please read Book 1 (YMC) He was the M.L.A who hated the word 'Love'. Defeated by life he stepped up again only to Conquer the unthinkable. 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒚 𝑨𝒉𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕 :- The Politician who once known as a guy for his short temper and reckless actions was now known as one of the most influential M.L.A of the state. The man who made his regret and grief his shield. The man who promised to breath just for his younger brother's promise and Elder brother's love. Until she made him feel alive again... His Dil-e-noor She was that friendly and helpful GenZ assistant professor at the University and also a little bit famous influencer known for her obsession about a certain M.L.A. 𝑵𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒂 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏 :- The woman who was always a stranger among her blood. The woman who would go to any extent just to get her freedom back. She knew freedom comes with a price....but this price was too hefty for her to pay but also too appealing for her to refuse. Until she saw those eyes...those eyes that promised to give it all to her.... Her Rana Ji Asst. Professor × Politician . . . . ✯ I'll just say.... please read the introduction chapters and after that you're free to leave if it's not your cup of tea. ✯ It's my second story so please ignore the mistakes. ✯ English is not my first language