ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴ𝐬ᴛᴇʀ & ʜɪ𝐬 ᴄᴀɢᴇᴅ ʙɪʀᴅ ​ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ 𝐬ᴇʀɪᴇ𝐬 ​"𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘮ᴇ 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘐 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪s 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵." ​𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 ​She entered her marriage with a heart full of dreams hoping for love, craving devotion, and waiting for the day her husband would finally look at her and see his entire world. ​Instead, she was met with cold silence. Years of empty hallways, distant glances, and a quiet heartbreak that slowly chipped away at her soul. She was his wife in name, but a ghost in his grand house. ​Until she decided she had bled enough. ​The day she finally walks away and demands a divorce, the cold, untouchable monster cracks. He never prepared for her absence. He never anticipated the agonizing silence of a home without her light. ​Now, the woman he spent years ignoring is the only thing he can breathe for. She wants her freedom, but a monster doesn't let go of his most precious prize. ​𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦.

One dining table. One daughter. And zero answers. Three years ago, he walked out of her life, leaving her in the brutal silence of an empty apartment, acting as though she and their child had never existed at all. Raha didn't let the heartbreak destroy her. She refused to become helpless. Instead, she poured all her pain, her anger, and her survival into her writing, releasing a novel that completely took the world by storm. Now, her book is a worldwide bestseller, and she has just been given the opportunity of a lifetime: an offer to adapt her novel into a massive Bollywood movie. Leaving her quiet floor behind, Raha packs her bags and heads straight into the glittering, ruthless world of Mumbai to oversee the casting. She expects a battle with producers, scripts, and directors. She doesn't expect to walk into the room and come face-to-face with her past. Standing in the heart of Mumbai is the man who left her with nothing-Shrayansh Oberoi. Raha is forced into a dangerous game of professional proximity with a master deceiver, a Dhookebaaz who holds the keys to every unanswered question she has ever buried.

Aayat Kapoor is a grumpy, sharp-tongued woman who dislikes almost everyone and prefers staying out of people's business. But when her property is suddenly questioned despite all official approvals being in place, she refuses to stay silent. Instead of running around offices or waiting for paperwork to clear, she walks straight into the Chief Minister's office in Mumbai to demand answers herself. That decision changes everything. Mihir Raghuvanshi, the powerful and feared Chief Minister of Maharashtra, is known for his strict control, cold demeanor, and zero tolerance for chaos. He expects respect, not confrontation. But Aayat doesn't care who he is, she speaks to him the same way she would speak to anyone trying to dismiss her rights. What starts as a heated confrontation quickly turns into an unexpected situation neither of them anticipates. Political pressure, public perception, and a sudden twist of circumstances force them into a contract marriage meant to solve a short-term crisis and protect both their interests. Aayat agrees reluctantly, she has no trust in people, and definitely no interest in love. Mihir agrees for reasons of his own, keeping his emotions locked away behind discipline and power. But living under the same roof changes things. Aayat, who thought she was done with life's complications, slowly begins to see a different side of Mihir, someone who is unexpectedly calm with her, protective in quiet ways, and strangely attentive. Mihir, who has always kept people at a distance, finds himself drawn to her honesty, her temper, and the way she refuses to be intimidated by him. Still, the contract has an expiration date. And both of them know it. The real question becomes not how they agreed to it, but whether something real can grow inside something that was never meant to last. Or whether duty, power, and circumstance will eventually force them apart. To know what happens read the story.

Some people are meant to remain strangers. Some lives are meant to pass each other without ever crossing. Some names are meant to exist in separate worlds, never spoken in the same breath, never written on the same page. It took two lives that were never meant to meet and placed them in the same story. Not by chance. Not by accident. But by choice. Fate does not always bring people together to give them something. Sometimes, it brings them together to take everything away. And when their worlds collide, it will not be a gentle crossing of paths. It will be the beginning of something neither of them was supposed to face. One life will step into the other's world. One existence will disturb the order of another. And a meeting that should have never happened will become the first crack in everything they once knew. They were never meant to meet... Yet fate made sure they did. They were never meant to know each other's names... Yet fate wrote them into the same chapter. They were never meant to become part of each other's lives... Yet fate brought them together anyway. Why? Because perhaps some meetings are not written to create something beautiful. Perhaps some encounters exist for one purpose alone... to destroy. And when fate decides that two strangers must cross paths, who are they to stop it? After all, the cruelest games are the ones destiny begins long before its victims realize they are already playing. 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑬 | 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑵 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑼𝑹𝑵

Spin off of 'SHATTERED To be His' (Cannot be read as a standalone)

"You're precious, angel" .................................................................................................... In a dark hospital ward, a thin sheet of chilling silence is hovering around and only the soft sounds of someone's sobbing and uneven breaths are echoing when a calm yet deadly voice rips the silence "Little girl, where are you? You really love to play hide and seek with me, don't you?" It's a man in his thirties, playing a scary tune in his flute as he walks towards the hospital bed with slow and calculative steps, An evil grin dancing across his lips. Under that hospital bed, a young girl of around nineteen years is hiding herself, hearing his voice, she shudders with terror and covers her mouth immediately to suppress even her breathing sounds. Tears are welling down her tightly shut eyes and her body is trembling with fear. Her crimson turned face is evident of her condition, she's been suffering, not from now, for a long time. "Ar.. arsh, arsh" The only name escapes her throat, her voice trembling and breaking with pain as suddenly she feels a shock. Her eyes jerks open as that man kicked aside the bed under which she was hiding herself. "You are caught, little girl, now who will save you from me?" He says in a carnal, terrifying voice and Inayat's heart thumps with fear. ༺｡° .ᘛ𓆩♡𓆪ᘚ. °｡༻ She's scared of the darkness she's living in and He's the only light her soul is yearning for. Two destinies, two wounded Hearts and their twisted Fate, what will happen when their ways will cross each other again? Read further to know more...

𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐀 𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐍 x 𝐒𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐃𝐀

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. Arhaan Carson, a man no less than a monster, a ruthless Psychopath, who has never known love until that one night... When he spies on a girl crying in one of his clubs, something within him ignites a deep, consuming obsession. He has never felt like this before, for the first time someone's tears affected him and for the first time he wanted to do something for someone other than himself. He is obsessed, he's addicted. Without any second thoughts he takes her back to his house and showers her with the love and attention she's never had, but the next morning she disappears without a trace. Despite his best efforts, he cannot find her again. Finally, a year later, he finds her again. And this time, she's married. But.. He doesn't care. He's going to make her his. If not willingly then by force. He will do anything to make her his, even if he has to paint her as the villain. The woman he loves is just about to find out how it feels to be chosen by the Villain.

Book 1 in BURNING BETRAYALS (under polishing) What occurs when the four Rajvansh siblings are compelled by their father and stepmother to marry? With their own troubled pasts, will they be able to embrace their wives? How will they respond to the challenges that lie ahead? READ TO KNOW MORE