Their love was written in destruction... and sealed in fate.. She was a girl born into the darkness of the world. A rare beauty cursed by the very eyes that made her unforgettable. From the hands of monsters to the whispers of gods. Her life was never hers to own. He was a man shaped by ruin. A dangerous soul with power in his veins and blood on his hands. To him, she was a temptation, a threat.. And a destiny he could never escape. In a world ruled by obsession, power, and betrayal, their paths will clash, their hearts will burn, and the truth will destroy them both. Welcome to SEVDA: The Divine Curse .. where love isn't salvation... it's the sharpest weapon of all.

What happens when a kingdom discovers a truth that was never meant to exist? The king of Himachal Pradesh. Five powerful princes-raised to believe they knew their bloodline, their legacy, their family. Until one truth shatters everything. There is another heir. A princess. Hidden. Erased. Unspoken. A princess whose very existence was buried by her own mother. Mahnoor-a Vitiligo princess, marked by difference, raised far away from the kingdom that should have been hers. Living in Italy, unknown to the world that was meant to bow to her. While her brothers rule with power and pride... she lives in silence. But secrets don't stay buried forever. And when the truth finally surfaces-when the king and his sons discover the daughter they never knew existed-blood will question blood, power will clash with truth, and a forgotten princess will return... not just to be seen- but to be reckoned with. Because some heirs are born into crowns... and some are hidden from them.

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀} 𝗔 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎-𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝗦𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮 barely stepped out of her house unless necessary. Reality had failed her too many times. Love? It was a lie. People? Untrustworthy. The only place she felt safe was between the pages of her dark romance books - where men were possessive, love was dangerous, and betrayal didn't break you beyond repair. But fiction wasn't supposed to become reality. And then she met him. 𝗥𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. Mafia King. Busines Tycoon. A name whispered in fear. A man who didn't need permission to take what he wanted. She never believed in love anymore. But this wasn't love. This was obsession. One stolen glance at her in the crowd, and her world was no longer hers. Because when a villain falls, he doesn't fall alone. And Sitara? 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝘀. __________________________________________ "He was my Darkest Temptation." ~SITARA~ "She was my Sweetest Sin" ~RUVANSH~

Naina was one of the biggest actresses in the country. Beautiful, successful, and known for rejecting weak scripts without hesitation, she ruled the entertainment industry like a queen. One rainy evening, her manager arrived with a thick script wrapped in red velvet. "A fantasy historical drama," he said excitedly. "Two kingdoms, divine powers, obsession, war... the budget is massive." Naina rolled her eyes but opened it Narshimhakul was ruled by the cold and divine king, Madhavendra - a man feared for his intelligence and unmatched celestial powers. Veerbhadrakul belonged to Shivaditya - ruthless, terrifying, and blessed with destructive energy. The mere mention of each other's names ignited hatred in their eyes. And then came Ritika. The female lead. A simple woman whom both kings loved with dangerous obsession. The story spiraled into madness - wars, betrayals, sacrifices, kingdoms burning to ashes. Thousands died in the battle between Narshimhakul and Veerbhadrakul. In the end, both Madhavendra and Shivaditya died tragically... while Ritika married Chandrashekhar, the peaceful male lead, and lived happily ever after. Naina slammed the script shut in disgust. "What garbage," she scoffed. "Two powerful kings dying for one girl? And she marries another man? Useless." Lightning flashed outside her penthouse. Suddenly, the room trembled violently. The script glowed. Before Naina could react, darkness swallowed her whole. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in her apartment. "Princess Adhira..." Naina froze. Memories flooded her mind. Adhira. The villainess of the story. Madhavendra's younger sister. The woman who secretly poisoned Ritika out of jealousy and obsession for her brother's affection. And worst of all... Adhira's fate. Naina remembered it perfectly. In the original story, Madhavendra personally executed Adhira with his divine sword after discovering her crime. Her breath shook. "No..." ⚔️ Crown of Ashes ⚔

Banaras never sleeps. The streets are full of noise, fear, and shadows. He had a past full of blood and secrets. She had a heart full of life. Jeevika- "Pehli nazar mein... itna kareeb aata hua mehsoos hua. Dusri nazar mein... kahin yeh Yuvan Shekhawat humari jaan na le le." Yuvan- "Main dekh leta hoon... aur jo meri nazar se bach jaaye, woh shayad zinda rahe." And somewhere between the two, a story was beginning, a story neither of them could escape.

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

The portrait should have been nothing more than paint on fading canvas- Yet the moment the students stepped into the museum hall, the air shifted. It felt as if the walls remembered things -Prisha felt it first. Prisha Mehta-quiet, observant, orphaned-stood apart from her class, fingers grazing the railing as her eyes fixed on the newly unearthed painting. Princess Shivanya Maheshwari. The artist had painted her like a prayer. Long kohl-lined eyes. Dusky skin glowing beneath jewels. A soft mouth curved with grace. But beneath all the beauty, something felt terribly wrong. Prisha's heartbeat stilled. Because the princess didn't just resemble her. She looked exactly like her.The same eyes. The same bone structure. The same face. Her professor spoke somewhere behind her, recounting how Shivanya's kingdom fell to war centuries ago. How she died young, slain by the ruthless Prince Prithviraj Kshatriya-heir of the rival throne. That night, sleep refused to come. Something inside her whispered- Go back. She shouldn't have. She shouldn't have snuck past the locked museum doors, shouldn't have wandered alone through marble corridors lit only by thunder. But curiosity-dangerous, consuming-pulled her in. Thunder cracked above, rattling the walls.Prisha's breath hitched. And then-even before she could scream-the ground split open beneath her. The museum vanished. With a violent gasp, she clawed her way to the surface. Gone was the museum. Gone was the girl she had been. She staggered to her feet-drenched, trembling- maroon silk clinging to her body, gold heavy around her throat and wrists. She wasn't wearing her own clothes anymore.She was wearing the princess's. Prisha-no, Shivanya-stood in a storm-drenched forest. The only way back to her time was through the portrait. But to reach it...she would have to survive the kingdom that killed her once- -and the prince who was never meant to fall in love with her.

In a world where obsession blurs the line between love and control, he craves her like a forbidden addiction. His desire is not just to love but to possess, to dominate, to make her entirely his-mind, body, and soul. Shadows of mystery and suspense lurk as his calculated moves tighten the noose around her freedom, driven by a dark lust that consumes him. He will ruin her world if it means binding her to his, Willing to cross every limit to claim -- 𝘩𝘦𝘳 as his forever. Because she's "𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥." #1 in chapter #2 in bestbooksonwattpad #2 in trends #5 in trends #22 in psycho #44 in suspense (READ ONLY WHEN YOU'RE COMFORTABLE.)

#1 Book of Collide Series "𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐤 𝐬𝐚𝐛 𝐤𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐲𝐮 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢?" 🎀 A forbidden love. A family feud. A deadly secret. Not every hero gets to save the one they love, and not every love story finds its happy ending. Sometimes the villain wins... and sometimes the hero makes mistakes just as dark-but that doesn't mean the truth ever truly loses. Maybe he wasn't the man she deserved, but somehow, he was still the one she needed. And it was this one condition... that slowly turned their love into something poisonous.

Kavya,after being molested by her in-laws runs away one week before her wedding and ends up in a village. Keshav who is a priest in a village, who fell for kavya the second he saw her. What will happen when kavya asks him to marry her but it will be a CONTRACT MARRIAGE.