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.

A tale of forced vows, burning hatred, and a love that broke every rule.. Ishika Shekhawat, a girl who was sweet, innocent and full of life. But everything changed on her sister's wedding day..... One missing bride. One furious groom. And one forced decision that bound her to a man she had never even dreamed of marrying. Shivaksh Singh Rajvansh- a cold-hearted mafia heir and ruthless CEO-never wanted a wife, especially not her. He intended to make her life miserable, hoping she'd walk away on her own. But he didn't knew that she was left with no choice but to live with him. Let's see what's destiny hold for them...... She fell first. He fell harder.

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

Rule #1: Don't fall for the mysterious new neighbor. Rule #2: Especially if he's hot, intense, and solves your problems a little too... permanently. Mia is a walking ball of sunshine (and occasional chaos). Alex is the quiet, anxious, slightly-murderous shadow who moved in next door. It shouldn't be a match made in heaven... yet somehow, it is. He listens. He protects. He removes anyone who upsets her. No, seriously. He removes them. It's a rom-com... until it's a horror story wearing a cute hoodie.

𝐉𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐘𝐄 ~𝑨 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆~ •⋆°.☾⋆.ೃ࿔*:⋆𐙚 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍 ♕ 𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐆𝐀𝐋 ♡ Sehher Sehgal is silence wrapped in grace. A psychology student who believes the mind can be understood, healed, and protected unaware that her own life is about to be rewritten by a man who believes control is the purest form of power. Soft-spoken yet resilient, she carries strength in her stillness and defiance in her quiet survival. Adhikrit Singh Chauhan is dominance etched in legacy and blood. A ruthless CEO born of royal pride and unforgiving ambition, feared in boardrooms and beyond. To him, emotions are weaknesses and love is a liability. Cold, calculating, and dangerously possessive he does not seek hearts. He claims them. When a marriage is forged not by destiny but by vengeance, Sehher becomes bound to a man who sees her as retribution, not a promise. Hatred becomes his weapon. Her fear, his control. Yet within the suffocating grip of obsession, something far more dangerous begins to take shape desire that refuses to stay buried. What happens when control turns into craving? When punishment begins to feel like possession? And when hatred starts to burn like love? Step into a world where marriage is a cage, power is inherited, and love is the most dangerous rebellion of all. 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 🖤 ✿ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: ｡⁠.ﾟForced Marriage ｡⁠.ﾟDark Romance ｡⁠.ﾟObsessive & Possessive ｡⁠.ﾟRevenge Love ｡⁠.ﾟPower Dynamics ｡⁠.ﾟHate to Desire ｡⁠.ﾟAge Gap ｡⁠.ﾟElite Desi World ｡⁠.ﾟRoyal Family #𝟏 - 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐁 𝟑/𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟔

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

__❤︎ The Maid and the Mafia King ❤︎__ Losing her father at the age of 20, Bella started to search for jobs. Not to mention, she already was doing 2 jobs. But they were not enough to pay her father's debt. With the help of her friend's cousin, she got the job of working as a maid in a big mansion,owned by a multi billionaire. She heard the owner of the mansion was young and the mansion too screamed rich and power. But what she didn't know was the owner of the mansion was feared by people, the most perilous Mafia king of Italy and around the world. She didn't know one more thing. That the ruthless Mob king was going to claim her 𝑯𝑰𝑺 no matter what. _________ "Sshhh.. no one cares," Lucifer's hot breath hitting my neck as his lips slowly tracing down to my collarbone. "No please- w-we shouldn't ahh.." I gasped as he took the skin of my sweet spot between his teeth. "Don't open your mouth. I won't be responsible for what I would do to you if you open your sweet mouth again, " he didn't give me time to response before he claimed my lips possessively. ________ •[ WARNING ] Contains MATURE CONTENT, VOLGAR LANGUAGE, ABUSE. (18+) _________ Started: 12/08/20 Completed: 24/11/20 •°•°•°• [Cover by me]

"Uhm.. Sir? Can I help you?" I mumble while staring at him. He breaks out into a huge grin, the kind of grin you see on little kids when they get their favorite toy. He reaches out to me, and I start to fall backwards trying to move away. He latches onto my elbow, pulling me into his chest. He inhales deeply, mumbling something I can't hear. Before everything goes black. "This is turning into a good night after all.." ------------------------------------------------------- This is a dark horror romance about a young woman named Layla. Trying to escape her past, she flees to another city, hoping for a fresh start. Little does she know, that was her biggest mistake. That is where he sees her for the first time. And he will stop at nothing to make her his. His murderous obsession for her knows no bounds. What will she do when she finds herself trapped in his clutches?

She belongs to him-and he makes sure she never forgets. He's dominant, possessive, and absolutely obsessed. When he wants her, he takes her. Hard. Rough. No questions asked. And she gives in to the heat, the punishment, the addiction of being owned by a man who doesn't share. But power is a dangerous drug-and she wants her own fix. In the aftermath of one night where he ruins her body, she takes control the next morning. Teasing. Taming. Turning the tables. Because if he thinks he owns her completely... She's ready to show him that two can play dirty. Their love isn't soft-it's savage. It's hands against walls, lips that bruise, and moans that never sound like mercy. It's sex laced with war, obsession dripping with need. And neither one of them will surrender.