[COMPLETED] She was just a girl in a school uniform. He was a man drenched in power, blood, and secrets. Tanya Sikhawat, 18 and full of dreams, never expected her simple life to collide with Shivansh Rajvansh-a cold, calculated mafia king who never believed in love. But one accidental encounter, one innocent glance, and she unknowingly awakens something in him... something dangerous. To the world, he's heartless. To her, he's a stranger. But to himself-she's already his. He watches her from the shadows. Follows her routines. Silently claims her without a word. And when Tanya finally senses the darkness creeping closer... it's already too late. She's not ready for his world. But he's not letting her go. A twisted love story between a man who never wanted to feel... And the girl who made him feel everything.

~𝑪𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝑱𝒐 𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒂 𝒌𝒂~ She stepped back as he advanced, her spine hitting the wall. "𝐘-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭... 𝐰-𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨-" He leaned in, palm flat beside her head, his breath brushing her skin. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢... 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧?" Her chest tightened, breath uneven. "𝐏-𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞..." His fingers grazed her waist, slow and deliberate. "𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞... 𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢" And her breath- Gone. . . . . 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐗 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚

She was a girl who believed in happy endings. He was the man who wrote his stories in blood. Aarohi Sharma's world was small-college events, late-night laughter, and dreams of a love story straight out of a fairytale. But one wrong turn down a silent road at 1 a.m. tore her innocence apart. She saw something she shouldn't have-a man executing betrayal under the moonlight. A man with eyes cold enough to stop her heartbeat. A man whose name the underworld whispered with fear-Aaryan Vardhan. The city called him The Devil in a Suit. Powerful. Merciless. Untouchable. And now, he wanted her. Aarohi's earring became his obsession, her trembling voice his new addiction. In his world of guns and lies, she was chaos disguised as purity. In her world of dreams, he was the monster that haunted the dark. But when fate binds a sinner and an innocent, love doesn't bloom-it burns. Between bullets and broken promises, Aarohi will learn that sometimes the devil doesn't come to destroy you... He comes to claim you. --- "She saw death in his eyes, but he saw life in hers."

Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. She had voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross but Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession and obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.

He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : 49,600 ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. "𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞... 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐮𝐬." _________________________________________________ She was the girl with ink-stained fingers and dreams too delicate for a world like his. Amaira Joshi had never imagined her name would be spoken in the same breath as the Ranawats-let alone whispered as a possible bride for Yugveer Ranawat, the quiet storm behind a billion-dollar empire. He's everything she isn't. Sharp where she's soft. Silent where she speaks with her eyes. A man built of discipline, duty, and deeply buried demons. The proposal comes not with roses or confessions, but through old connections, quiet conversations over tea-and a stare that lingers far too long. Amaira is not prepared to step into a world of chandeliers and legacy, where love is a luxury and silence, a weapon. But fate doesn't ask permission. And neither does Yugveer Ranawat. In a tale woven with longing, restraint, and slow-burning intensity-what happens when a girl who speaks in warmth is thrown into the arms of a man who's forgotten how to feel? Achievements so far: ✨ #1 in Forbidden Feelings #8 in Intense Love #7 in Heartfelt Romance #23 in Desi Love Story #117 in Desire

"You are no one to me. You are nothing to me." I said looking straight to his eyes holding back my tears. "Oh really!! Looks like I have to remind you what exactly I am to you" his grip tightend on my wrist as he pinned me against the wall and captured my lips. Abeer Singh Rathore The most feared mafia in the world. The CEO of Rathore Industries. Rude, cruel , dominating and possessive. He never think twice before killing someone. For him, there is only two things are important first, his work and second his Jaan. Janhvi Oberoi A sweet, sensitive, kind, beautiful pediatric doctor who forced to marry a man whom she never met and exact opposite to her. What will happen when she gets to know that the man whom she married is obsessed with her and ready to kill anyone for her. what will happen when a cruel mafia get obsessed for the kindest doctor?? While he is master of killing and making people suffer, on the other hand she is can die to save other people. #slowburn #loveaftermarriage #forcedmarriage #desiromance​

✦ 𝐀𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐗 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 She's nineteen - fierce, unapologetic, and far too familiar with the ache of being misunderstood. He's twenty-two - quiet, focused, and burdened by the weight of expectations no one ever asked if he could carry. Their worlds are different. Their paths aren't supposed to cross. But sometimes, silence recognizes silence - even in strangers. She isn't looking for love. He isn't offering any. But something lingers in the way they look at each other - like a story neither of them wants to speak out loud. Maybe it's curiosity. Maybe it's recognition. Or maybe... it's something that never really had a beginning, but still aches like it already ended. This is not a love story. It's a quiet collision of two souls still healing from things they never said. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 Aspirant X Student Egoistic X Rebellious Hindu FL X Muslim ML Lovers To Strangers Teenage love X Adult reconnection Second chance romance Long distance relationship

Two strangers One unwanted marriage. Now, fate binds them together in an arranged marriage neither asked for. He wants nothing from this relationship-no love, no emotions, only silence. She still dares to hope, to believe that maybe... love can return. Between cold stares, painful pasts, and unspoken feelings, their story unfolds. A journey from betrayal to trust, from distance to desire, from strangers to soulmates. Because sometimes, the love we stop searching for... finds us again.

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.