They called it an accident. The darkness that devoured her home, the tragedy that took her parents - all wrapped in whispered pity and silent relief. But for the young daughter left behind, it was the beginning of her descent into hell. Adopted by distant relatives who wore kindness like masks, she grew up as little more than a shadow within their house - unloved, unwanted, unseen. Her stepmother's hatred was venomous, her stepsister's laughter cruel. Denied an education, denied affection, she learned to survive on silence and obedience. Then came the Duke - handsome, powerful, the man promised to her stepsister. When his eyes strayed toward the forgotten girl, admiration blooming where disgust should have lived, the family's hatred ignited into something fatal. They killed her quietly, as if snuffing out a candle no one would miss. But death did not take her. She awoke again - in the body of her seven-year-old self, the day after the tragic accident that destroyed her family. Time had folded backward, granting her a cruel gift: memory. This time, she will not weep. This time, she will not kneel. With the knowledge of every betrayal and every grave that waits for her, she will twist fate itself - and turn the game that once destroyed her into her masterpiece.

~~~~~~~~ I started typing again when his voice came low almost an order, more demanding. "Sex karogi mere sath?" My eyes widened in panic, my head snapped at him as if the bone would come in two pieces out of my flesh. "Ye aadmi pagal wagal hai kya? Meine itna thakri aadmi likha...mujhe khud yakeen nhi ho rha." I thought to myself before galring at him. "Sharam nhi ayi na?" I narrowed my eyes at him, but he simply clicked his tongue as if it was the casual talk between us. "Bhyii mein aapki biwi nhi hu Jake koi or dhundh lo..." I joined my hands, frustration bubbling in my chest. But his voice came sharp this time, "ek baar or mujhse baat krte time bhai kaha to.." I sharply mocked him, "to..." But it was too late, he marched towards me with long strides. And instinctively I crawled back on the bed, "are bhyii, bhyi global word.... sorry galti ho gyi..." ~~~~~~~~~ Author x Character written by her. 21 x 31

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?

☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "Please open the door," I shouted but he locked the door and shut off the lights. She broke one of his rules so , he punished her by staying one night on the terrace in the heavy rain. ✦✦ Her fiance, Rudra Singh Rajput who loves her girlfriend more than himself. He had to agree to marry Adarika for the sake of his family because his father promised him to his best friend's daughter when both of them were child only. Rudra ran from marriage on the marriage day which leads to Adarika marrying his elder brother who is none other than no.1 business man of the country and ruthless , cold, arrogant CEO and father of five year old boy~Rian. '𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭' He is 30 but she is 25. He is Fire but she is Ice. He is Rude but she is sweet . He is cruel but she is kind . ✦ She had fully invested her in her marriage but she got nothing but pain.... ~She Deserves Better, So He Became The Best 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀 ⚠️"Warning to Grammar Enthusiasts" Please be advised that this book contains unintentional grammatical errors. If you're a stickler for grammar, you may want to exercise caution before proceeding. However, if you're willing to overlook these mistakes and continue reading, I appreciate your understanding and flexibility. Thank you for choosing to proceed! (#1. Wattpad) (#1. India) (#1. Fictional) (#1. MafiaKing) (#1. Arrogant) (#1. Love) (#1. Singleparent) (#1. Billionaireromance) (#1. Dangerousman) (#1. Talkative) (#3. Desi) (#5. Darkromance) (#5. Ceo) ✦Start- 12/05/2024 ✦End- 16/09/2024

"I am boy" "I want to be a boy" "And I will be boy " ........ Will she change her decision for being boy for rest of her life?....

To those who love~ ❝She hated lies... so he rewrote her memories❞ ──────·୨ৎ·────── She was never meant to be a queen. Yet destiny dressed her in fire - and called her Anantara. Born to heal, but bound to rule. Loved by a man the world called Sarkaar. Feared by those who whispered her name in the corridors of power She was his sister's best friend - a girl made of light, laughter, and dreams. Until darkness claimed her name. Behind every choice she makes, his shadow moves. Behind every memory she holds, his hand rewrites the truth. He controls her life, her mind, her world - and still, she keeps returning to him. Because love is not what binds them. Obsession does. Secrets do. Siyaasat does. And somewhere between truth and treachery, their hearts still remember what their minds have forgotten UPDATE EVERY SATURDAY "तुझे छू लूं तो कुछ मुझे हो जाएगा जो मैं चाहता न हो मुझको तुझे मिल के ये दिल मेरा बह जाएगा इसी बात का डर है मुझको के हो ना जाए प्यार तुमसे मुझे कर देगा बर्बाद इश्क़ मुझे हो ना जाए प्यार तुमसे मुझे बेहद बेशुमार तुमसे..."

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

She left him... but his obsession only grew stronger, darker, impossible to control. Now, he sits as the Chief Minister of the state victorious in politics, yet utterly defeated in love. The only thread still tying their shattered hearts together is their daughter, Nia. Every glance, every whisper, every memory pulls him deeper into a dangerous game of desire and possession. He will go to any length... any boundary... any moral line... to bring her back. But when obsession overtakes love, will redemption be possible-or will it destroy them both? Prepare for a tale of power, passion, and a love so consuming it borders on madness.

Book #1 of the Alpha tetralogy. Can be read as a STAND-ALONE. •-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Alpha Dellilio Rupen, the deadly Lycan wolf, the Alpha of the strongest pack in almost half of the world. The time and people made him this ruthless, everyone says he is the 'big bad alpha' which we read in books about. What happens when rumors spread around that he is working his way up to become the King of the whole Werewolf kind, the worst part? a Hybrid. The rumors say he's bad, and having a bad ruler is even worse but the question is, is he that bad? Or did the people made his image like this? Does he still have something in him deep down, which connects him to his sanity? A dangerous P.S, his mate is the daughter of a Head Omega. _._._._._._._._._._._._ Savannah Maxwell is the daughter of the head Omega at the Marlowe territory, also known as the peace pack. Her life changes after a visit to the Rupen territory. After meeting the Big Bad Alpha, the one that no one wants to cross paths with. To Savannah, Dellilio is like an angel kind of sweet. It might be shocking for everyone but her, it isn't, for some reason. So, are the rumors just rumors? or is Savannah not seeing anything bad about him? Or maybe there is nothing bad. Savannah didn't know that a visit to his territory will open a new chapter for her and her life will change from that point further. But the surprising part is, that neither Rupen knew how his life will take unannounced turns after meeting this woman. -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:- 18+ Mature language and scenes included. Highest ranking #65 in "Werewolf" Highest ranking #67 in "Werewolves" Highest ranking #19 in "Alpha" Highest ranking #3 in "Adult" Highest ranking #9 in "Lycans" Highest ranking #46 in "Blood" Highest ranking #1 in "Rulers" Highest ranking #1 in "Importance" Highest ranking #1 in "Bigbadalpha" Highest ranking #1 in "Omegas"