"Humare kareeb aayengi to tabah ho jayegi aap, dur rahiya humse." His words came out low, almost a whisper, but they struck like a blade to her heart. [ You will be destroyed if you come close to me, stay away from me.] And then, without another word, he turned and walked away. ✨✨✨ "Devarsh, please stop! Please listen to me once! Please, Dev...!" Her voice cracked as she chased after him, her feet splashing against the rain-soaked road. Her foot collided with a jagged stone, and she stumbled, crashing onto the wet asphalt. Pain shot through her ankle, and blood seeped from the fresh wound, mixing with the rain. But she didn't stop. She pushed herself up, trembling, drenched, and breathless, forcing her legs to move again. She ran. Ran as if her life depended on it. But the road stretched empty before her. He was gone. Just as blind to her as he had always been. Yet, she kept going,when suddenly- A deafening horn. Blinding headlights. A sickening crash. The impact sent her body flying through the air before she slammed against the cold, merciless ground. Blood-warm and thick-poured from her head, trickling down her face, her arms, her legs. Pain rippled through her, but it felt distant. Almost numb. Her body lay motionless on the rain-drenched road, but her lips quivered, murmuring the only name she had ever known as her own destruction. "De....Dev..." Her breath hitched, her vision darkening. "Aap...aapne kaha tha... hum tabah ho jayenge..." (You said I would be destroyed...) "Ho gaye hum tabah..." (I am destroyed...) "Aapki mohabbat ne tabah kar diya hume..." (Your love has ruined me...) And with that final whisper, her world faded into nothingness.

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"You little liar," he breathes. "You want me to make it hurt." My heart skips a beat. "Don't lie to me Aira. You like it rough." I do. But I am not going to tell him that. "You will ruin me." I almost whimper, my head falling back to his chest as his hand squeezes my neck almost stealing my ability to breath. "I will," He pauses, his other hand skillfully kneading my breast. "I will ruin you with every single fucked up part of me." And it's not just a threat - he will make sure he turns it into my reality.

Darkness is the purest form of Light

꧁𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗿𝘆 ꧂ ❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

In "Kismat," an unexpected twist of fate brings Rehan and Meera together in an accidental marriage. Their lives collide in an unexpected encounter, binding them in a relationship neither anticipated nor desired. Will Rehan and Meera find harmony and happiness, or will their forced bond unravel? "Kismat" is a captivating tale of love, destiny, and the unpredictable journey of life.

❝Goddammit! I hate you! I hate you and your dumb voice! and your stupid muscles and your awfully attractive face!❞ ❝You think I'm attractive?❞ ❝Fuck no!❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dangerous, wild and rebellious. Calm, cool and collected. Darya just wants one thing; to get through her senior year of high school with little or no awkward interaction as possible. Especially not with a secret like hers. Ethan just wants one thing; get through his senior year of high school with little or no awkward interaction as possible. Both of their only wish proves hard to do when they both become each other's earned arch-enemy hell-bent on making each other's lives a living hell. But when they become academic rivals and forced to be paired for a school project, they both realize they want each other as much as they hate each other. (There's a thin line between love and hate they say) ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Who did this to you?" "Ethan, I-" "I know every single inch of your body and I know that scar wasn't there before so tell me who did this to you."

This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) Ekaksh Singh Ranawat The callous heartless , sole proprietor of Ranawat empire, which is spread all over the world and a very influenced person of the country in the politics and business from a royal background. The most feared mafia mob leader with a lethal killing skills that even the devil from hell pity his victims.A man with flawless face and ocean blue eyes but his manipulating cunning mind which express his diplomatic words in such a way that even a person ask for hell. Isha Mehra A simple Heart surgeon from Banaras and a firm believer of lord Shiva by her nature who loves to spend time on the Ganga ghaat . A calmly generous and sensitive fragile girl who lives to save life and spread happiness with her beautiful smile .With sparkling black orbs and angelic voice , she can make you lost in her grace whole heartly but this pure soul is still unaware of her real identity which will bring the Ekaksh Singh Ranawat, the Beast in her life forever . He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives He has anger issues, But she is sensitive He is feared for giving pain, Whereas she is adored for giving cure Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?