Vikrant Shergill. The most feared gangster in the city. The moment people lay eyes on him, fear spreads like wildfire. He is no less than Yamraj himself. His dark and dangerous aura is enough to keep everyone at a distance, no girl even dares to come close to him. On the other hand, there is Anmol Mishra... innocent, soft-hearted, and completely opposite to him. Bound into a relationship with Vikrant because of her elder sister, she finds herself trapped in a world she never belonged to. Will Anmol be able to survive with a man whose life revolves around violence and bloodshed? 🇹 🇷 🇴 🇵 🇪 🇸  ➪𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ➪𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩𝐞 ➪𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐅𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ➪𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➪𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

BEST Book Of 2026 ?? "This heart never learned to live without you. My entire world revolves around you . You're the first thing i need to see in the morning and the last thing in night to stop me from going insane." -Shaurya For my girlies who crave for a possessive yet caring type of man , here i serve you one. 🌻 Advika x Shaurya ❤️‍🔥 He pinned me to the wall with great force, his eyes boring into mine. "For god's sake, Anvi. You already knew how damn serious i was when i left every godddamn thing in the world when i got to know you're with that bastard. Youre mine. Only mine. And if i see you with him , You'll find him buried six feet below the ground, Jaan." He retorted sharply , his grip on my waist tightening momentarily, pulling me flush against him. "Why is it affecting you so much? Its my life and moreover , isnt it up to me what i want to do?" i asked as a mere whisper. "Isnt it crystal clear, Jaan?! I love you! I love you like a goddamn idiot. Im insane the moment i hear your name. Isnt it enough for you??" he confessed after holding his feelings together since so long. "And if youre planning to test my self control even more , you better not. Cuz you wont like that version of me." he shot out , placing his fingers on my chin and smashed his lips on mine , pouring out his pent up anger and possession into the heated kiss. He pulled back but kept a firm grip on my waist. He brushed a stray hairstrand away from my forehead , tucking it back behind my ear. His gaze ever so fiery. "Aap bhi na, bilkul pagal ho." i blushed and shook my head shyly. (Youre crazy.) "Pagal toh hoon. Lekin sirf aapke liye, Jaan." his words made me bite my lip and leave the room , blushing like a tomato. (crazy? I am. But only for you, love) Achievements - 🎖 #TOP 2 childhoodsweethearts - 1/7/26 #TOP 6 childhoodsweethearts - 2/7/26 #TOP 1 insane love - 6/7/2026 #TOP 1 fiercelove - 6/7/26 #TOP 1 dreamcouple - 6//7/26

Betrayal never stays buried. Despite the depth of the hole it has buried into, it crawls through the bloodlines- starving, festering. It slowly spreads through the heritage like a plague- poisoning and rotting whatever comes in its way. Decades ago, empires fell due to the same illness. Families burned to ash, blood spilled onto the road as dynasties came crashing down. What was supposed to be a tie of blood, was cut down with the dagger of treachery and greed. But the past isn't dead, it's patient. It remembers. Jiya protects her heart of gold with the steel of bitterness. Soft where she chooses, steel everywhere else. Trusts too easily for some, not nearly enough for others. One wrong glance and she could bleed. Or bend knees. Diya was chaos wrapped in control. Harsh, sharp and untouchable to other. The poison of heritage amused her like some clown in the circus. But for the few she loves, she breaks herself open willingly. Nikola's intelligence is a weapon, His patience a trap. Viransh's charm is guillotine. They don't chase, they trap. They don't lie, they bend the reality on their wills, carving their chosen words into the depth of your mind. Every silence is a strategy and every glance a warning. From ruins, they rose. Bratva. Cartel. Power rebuilt darker and lethal than before. They lost as a dynasty and rose as reign of carnage. Now the past is clawing into the present. Unknown empires washing up to the shore like corpses floating loosely around the sea. Loyalties are fractured and past is questioned. Hearts are crushed down by the weight of treachery and hate. Nothing is sacred. Nothing goes away untouched- love, innocence and trust. Blood will stain hands, desire and betrayal would carve itself into everyone's heart. And by the time this gamble would end, only the cunning minds and strongest hearts would remain with their blood-stained hands and carnage carved into their bones.  

✧ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #2 𝐢𝐧 '𝐇𝐈𝐒' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 :- Some marriage may not begin with love but, they end with it. ••••••••• "I hope you realized you made the worst fucking decision of your life." I could feel his cold icy honey brown eyes piercing through my soul. "Mahir..." He slams both of my wrists against the wall as I winces from the pain from my wrists. Tears threatening to fall down from my eyes when he tightened his grip on my wrist. "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone in my heart, do you understand?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw tightly. I whimpered, he leans in close enough to the point where our lips were inches apart, I shuddered. "I said, do you fucking understand?" I immediately jumped in fear nodding my head. "Y-Yes."

This is a journey from arranged marriage to love. There are no sexual or adult scenes in this story-just pure, heartfelt romance. At most, you'll find gentle moments of love like hugs, cuddles, and a few sweet kisses. If you're looking for a soft, slow-burn romantic story, then this book is just for you. But if you're searching for something spicy, intense, or bold-I'm sorry, this might not be what you're looking for. This book contains no mafia, no trauma, and no violence. Just two hearts slowly falling in love after an arranged marriage. So if you enjoy peaceful love stories full of warmth and emotion, please give this book a try. I truly hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. With love, Your Author, RoyalWrits

She survived six years in captivity. Six years of silence. Pain. Survival. And then he found her. Too late... or just in time? Matteo doesn't forgive. He doesn't forget. And he definitely doesn't let go. What he wants - he keeps. And this time... it's her. What if the only person she lived for... is the one who can no longer love her? --- In a world ruled by power, loyalty, and blood, love is not gentle. It is possession. It is survival. It is war. And this time- it might destroy them both. © 2026 Vrananana. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction and my original creation. Any unauthorized copying, translation, or reposting is strictly prohibited.

Dev Pradhan ~ Ira Rao TWO Hearts. ONE collision. ENDLESS secrets. This isn't just a romance story... It's a disastrous tale of secrets, love, mystery, passion...and Colliding Hearts ❤︎ - Dev Pradhan built his empire on power, control, and ruthless precision. - Ira Rao walks into his world as an ordinary assistant, carrying a secret powerful enough to destroy it. What begins as a quiet game of hidden truths slowly turns into something far more dangerous - a battle of LOVE ‪‪❤︎‬ But when the past resurfaces and long-buried secrets begin to unravel... the lines between right and wrong will blur. ⋆˙⟡ And in the end, only destiny will decide, If Love wins... or ruin them completely! Tropes: ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧🩷 Enemies to Lovers • CEO Romance • He Falls Harder • Slow Burn • Strangers to Lovers • Office Romance • Forbidden Love • Desi Romance • Powerful Hero • Strong Female Lead • Emotional Tension • Opposites Attract

"𝙄𝙛 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩." ~ BOOK ONE OF FATED HEARTS SERIES (can be read standalone) She lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "Aapne aakhir mujh mein aisa kya dekha... jo mujhse itni mohabbat kar baithe? Mujhe toh nahi lagta ki main aapke pyaar ke layak bhi hoon." He smiled gently and lifted her chin until her eyes met his. "Yeh faisla aapka nahi... mere dil ka hai. Duniya aapko meri patni ke naam se jaanti hogi, lekin mere liye aap meri 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘪 ho." "Meri ibadat, meri dua, mera sukoon aur woh eklauti aurat jiske saamne mera dil khushi se jhukta hai." He leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "Aur jab tak meri saansein chalti rahengi yeh dil sirf tumhare liye hi dhadkega." [ You'll find the English translation inside the book. ] | 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 | Two broken souls. One collision of destiny. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱... It isn't just their hearts that are connected; their pasts are wound around each other in ways neither of them can imagine. And when the truth finally surfaces, it will rewrite everything they ever believed.

[taekookau] "When the war is over, we'll get married and I'll grow flowers like you, and our story will be one of the most beautiful love tales in the universe." - a letter found in the pocket of a dead soldier ; Captain Jungkook Jeon, 1895.