𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 :- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 × 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 *** " I LOVE HIM, I'LL DIE WITHOUT HIM." She said, " I CAN'T ACCEPT HER, SHE KILLED MY WIFE. SHE'S MURDERER." He said, Will they come over from their dark past?

𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ✿✿✿✿✿ Welcome to the world of Aryans where family is placed before money or power. Here is love, here is hate, here is pain and here is the cure. The Rajputs. Rajput is more than just a name. It has a history of more than hundreds of years. The valour, the strength and the power to survive and win the darkest and hardest battle runs in their blood. Even after hundreds of years their blood holds the same valour, the same spirit which can cut an enemy into pieces. Carrying the Rajputana blood in their veins are The Aryans. The Mafia Clan led by the Rajput brothers. The powerful mafia and the more powerful men. With the faces of the great Greek Gods they are the walking Lucifers in the daylight and an alive Satan in the deep darkness of the night. Being in the Mafia and being the part of highest royalty they are worshipped like gods by their subjects. The gods who are the only makers and destroyers of the large and fertile land of 'Khashiq' a city which is hidden by the eyes of common people of the country. Even after 75 years of independence the government is afraid to set a foot inside this deep sea of death. The air of khashiq holds the smell of dead, blood and cries of innocents and sinners. In the land of darkness entered three innocent souls, one being ambitious who had to sacrifice, the second being musical who had to stay quiet and the third being the purest but had to turn filthy. They are the wives of three elder Rajput brothers who know everything but to love. Tainting the pious relationship of a husband and wife they break their wife in such a way that now nothing can pull the three souls out of that darkness, a darkness which is darker than the world of the Aryans.

This is the story of innocent Vriddhi who is accused of his sister's murder. Which ruined her life. When her sister's husband (Sanghar, the eldest son of Suryavanshi family, one of the richest families of the country) forcefully married her by taking rounds of his funeral pyre. That too for just one night and erased her existence from the whole world. After erasing Vriddhi's identity, Sanghar left her on the road at midnight. What will Vriddhi do now to save her life? Will Sanghar and Vriddhi's marriage ever be successful? Why was Vriddhi accused of his sister's murder? To know more, read my old hubby 2

#Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...

Daksh was orphan, surviving only for his younger brother. No chance he believed in fairytales, especially the kind where a billionaire's daughter could ever understand a man like him. Orphaned young, with only his younger brother to care for, Daksh had built his life on hard work and quiet resentment toward people born with everything he fought for. Then came Ahana Raichand, elegance wrapped in arrogance, his boss's daughter and the new Managing Director of the company where he worked as a finance manager. She walked in wearing privilege like perfume, and he hated her for it. For her confidence. For her easy laughter. For the way she looked at him, as if she could see beyond his bitterness. But hate, when mixed with proximity, begins to blur. Between heated arguments, stolen glances, and moments neither of them planned, Daksh found himself falling, not for her wealth, but for the woman beneath it. Ahana, with her fierce heart and quiet loneliness, broke every wall he had built. What began as contempt turned into obsession and what once irritated him became sacred.

(Book 3 of 'YOU ARE MINE ' series ) "𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞, 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝." She likes him, but he is unaware of that. He has a strong desire for her, but he also maintains a distance from her. He thinks she is kind. Kindness is something he knows nothing about. "𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡." -𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨-𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 '𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬'." -𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 Well let's see all the twists and turns their life is going to bring.....

Book four of 'YOU ARE MINE' Series Upcoming!!!!

In a world where love writes the cruelest tragedies and promises are torn by bloodied hands, three fates were doomed to clash. Aadarsh Raichand - The empire builder. A businessman who crafted his kingdom from dust and betrayal. Love? No. Because he knew - one phone call, and he would have to vanish, burning every bond he ever touched. "I don't need love," he said once, "I need power. And power demands sacrifices." Yet when she entered his world - Aadarsh learned that even gods kneel for something they can never own. Paridhi Saxena - The girl who once believed in fairytales now lived by laws and war. The country's youngest criminal lawyer to ever defeat corruption in the world. They called her The Ice Flame - But once - she was sunshine. Until one day, one betrayal, one shattered dream - turned her into the storm the world had never seen. Devansh Raichand -The storm hidden behind a calm sea. The most feared lawyer in the country But inside? Inside lived a broken boy who had seen love snatched from him too many times. Yet when he saw her - the girl with fire in her veins and scars on her heart - Devansh realized some wars are worth losing... if it meant winning her. One night, under the fractured chandelier of the Raichand estate, blood and love collided. "Why are you getting married to her?" Devansh's voice was a dagger. Sharp, accusing. Aadarsh smirked, unbothered. "Because I want to save her from you." "I love her," Devansh growled. "I exist because of her," Aadarsh whispered, madness dripping from every syllable. "She's too precious to be mine," Devansh admitted, breathless. "She's too dangerous to let go," Aadarsh declared, a vow sharper than any sword. He vowed to burn the world for her. She vowed to become his forever. He vowed to break every relation for her. Destiny vowed to break them all. Because some love stories are not written to be told. Some love stories are written in scars.

"sometimes, love isn't about who holds on-it's about who lets go first" Love was never meant to be shackled in chains, nor was it ever meant to be a battlefield where hearts were wounded instead of won. But for Chandni, love was neither a whispered promise nor a dream wrapped in silk. It was a prison-one she never asked for, one she never wanted. She had built walls around her heart, believing that hatred was the only weapon strong enough to keep him away. Virendra Thakur, the man who had bound her to him with a vow that felt more like a verdict. He was everything she despised-arrogant, composed, unreadable. A man who had taken away her choice, leaving her trapped in a marriage that felt suffocating. Yet, what she never saw coming was the weight of his silence, the quiet way he loved without demanding, the way he stayed despite knowing she resented him. Virendra never forced her, never pleaded, never begged. He simply waited-waited for her to see that love doesn't always begin with desire, sometimes it begins with a storm. But was love enough to mend what had been broken? Could a bond that started with resistance ever turn into something real? Or was she doomed to spend a lifetime fighting a man who had never once fought against her heart? This is not just a love story. This is a story of resentment and realization, of love that came too late, yet not late enough. This is a story of two souls bound together, one fighting to leave, the other waiting to be chosen.