𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵. 𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓮𝓽𝓵𝔂. 𝓓𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓵𝔂. 𝓑𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓵𝔂. _________★★_________ What if the groom-to-be is already married but is clueless about it? Chaos ensues as the truth comes crashing down on the celebration of meaningless beginnings. Destiny plays its masterstroke as he discovers that his wedding planner is really his wife, who would move heaven and earth in order to escape their accidental espousal. Including planning his marriage to her high-school nemesis and hiding their holy bond. Reeva Singhania might be a blessing for every couple out there, turning their big day into an unforgettable celebration, but she hates the very idea of marriage itself. She wasn't ready to be tied to Aditya Roy, she never would be. Aditya Roy, the man whose charms she isn't immune to even after being indifferent to romantic attachments to the other gender. The man who has the devil on his toes in a flick of his fingers and chases his possessions with passion. He has his eyes set on her while she is the stubborn siren who would accept anything except for being his wife. One has skyrocketing standards in terms of marriage, while the other abhors it. Would an alliance based on deception work? Would she ever come out of the clutches of her past to imagine a future with him? Or would this unplanned alliance crumble even before it began? Continue reading to know if love blooms or ugly truths shatter them apart... ___________ A sequel to The Alternative Bride...Can be read as a Standalone romance Thank you so much @noturfavb_ for the beautiful cover.

For two years now, Zaira has lived under their roof. Not as a burden, not out of obligation. But as family. Her parents trust them, they adore her. She comes from another city to Mumbai for her education, welcomed with warmth, care, and affection into a wealthy household that treats her like their own. All except him. Aarvik Singhania barely speaks to her, barely acknowledges her presence. And when his eyes do find her, they are cold with something that looks dangerously close to anger. She is afraid of him, he rarely speak except it's important and that is what scare most people...his silence, the way he watches without looking and the way the room feels heavier when he's near. What Zaira doesn't know is that his detest is a lie.

🌹 He married her to destroy her. He left her to bleed in silence. Two years later, she returns-not as his victim, but as his only salvation. When ruthless billionaire Dhruvansh Raghuvanshi, CEO of Raghuvanshi Industries, learns that his father's downfall was linked to the Malhotras, he chooses revenge over reason. Sweet, innocent Vaanya Malhotra pays the price-humiliated and abandoned at the mandap on her wedding day. Two years later, Vaanya has rebuilt her life. No longer the fragile bride, she is now Dr. Vaanya Malhotra, one of the city's most promising cardiologists. But her world collides with Dhruvansh again when she is appointed as the personal doctor to his beloved grandmother. Old wounds resurface. Guilt claws at him. Rage burns in her veins. But destiny refuses to let them walk away. As family secrets unravel and enemies strike again, Dhruvansh must fight for forgiveness-and prove that this time, his love is not revenge but redemption. ✨ A tale of revenge, heartbreak, strength, and second chances that will pull you into a storm of passion and pain.

"𝓣𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻 , 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓲𝓮!" He is a name whispered in fear, a shadow that looms over the world's elite, a nightmare that no enemy survives. Adhirikt Singh Rathore, the undisputed king of the dark realm, rules not just the underworld but the empire of wealth and technology, standing as the richest and most powerful man in Asia. At 30, he is the epitome of brutal dominance, a force neither time nor fate dares to challenge. Emotionless. Unsmiling. Unforgiving. No one has ever seen a flicker of warmth in his cold, abyssal eyes-eyes that hold the weight of the countless souls he has destroyed. His existence is a testament to persistence, ruthlessness, and an insatiable hunger for control. The world bends before his will, trembling at his mere presence, for he does not believe in second chances. Mercy is a word that does not exist in his dictionary. Siya Shekhawat is a whisper of innocence in a world too cruel for her purity. At 21, she is the kind of girl who carries warmth in her heart, kindness in her soul, and a softness that even pain couldn't steal from her. No matter how much someone wrongs her, she never retaliates, never prays for their downfall-because her heart does not know how to hate. Even in her worst moments, when betrayal cuts her deeper than knives, she simply smiles, buries the pain, and pretends it never happened. Siya is beautiful in the way the first rain is-soft, pure, untouched by cruelty. She isn't someone you just met-she's someone you feel, someone you remember long after she's gone. Her innocence is her tragedy, her kindness her curse, but even as the world tries to break her, Siya Shekhawat chooses love over hate, silence over war, and dreams over despair. What happens when the deadly mafia falls in love with these innocent angel and she becomes his obsession!

He had come here for a settlement. A meeting that should have been about land, power, and old clan rivalry. A meeting with the man who had once slaughtered members of his family. But nothing about this day would go the way he expected. The mansion of Bhimapur's rival clan looked grand from outside-but the moment he crossed the threshold, Vijayendra felt something rotten in the air. A smell of cruelty. A weight of fear. The rival-Mahadev Dandekar-greeted him with a mocking smile. A killer. A tyrant. A man whose name villagers only whispered. Yet even this monster had secrets he didn't want seen. And Vijayendra saw it. "So, Nimbalkar... shall we talk settlement?" Vijayendra's voice was calm-far too calm for a warrior like him. "I want something in return." Mahadev laughed. "Land? Money? Weapons?" Vijayendra leaned forward. His eyes were ice. "I want the girl." A long, stunned silence. Mahadev blinked, unsure if he misheard. "You mean... Neelambari?" He nodded once. Mahadev scoffed. "She's useless. Weak. A burden. You want her?" "I do." A scared sixteen-year-old girl in a simple saree. Neelambari stood before him, nervous, bruised, terrified. She didn't know him. Didn't trust him. Didn't understand him. The making of Neelambari Nimbalkar. The rise of Vijayendra Sarkar. The origin of the dynasty Tara would one day belong to.

She is the princess of a business empire. He is the self-made king of his own world. Their love story began in college, a fairy tale written in stolen glances and secret promises. But after three years of marriage, their perfect world is cracking. Anaya: "I love my parents more than anything. But he is my everything." Rohan: "She is my life. My madness. I will destroy anyone who tries to take her from me, even her own family." Rajesh (Her Father): "He will never be good enough for my princess. She belongs in a palace, not his flat." Anaya (to Rohan): "Please, for me... stop fighting with my father." Rohan (whispering): "For you, I will burn down my own empire. But never ask me to love you less."

In the dimly lit corridors of Rathore Mansion, shadows whispered tales of love turned venomous, of trust shattered and souls broken. The grandeur of the estate was a stark contrast to the darkness that enveloped its inhabitants, particularly Aparajita, whose life had become a nightmarish symphony of hatred, abuse, and betrayal. Once the epitome of grace and strength, Aparajita now found herself caged by the very man who had vowed to protect her. Abhimaan Singh Rathore, her husband, had transformed into a relentless captor, driven by a sinister obsession. His manipulative tricks had woven a web of conspiracy so tight that even Aparajita's innocence couldn't save her from his clutches. Standing over her frail figure, Abhimaan's eyes glinted with a dark satisfaction. He leaned in close, his voice a chilling whisper that sent shivers down Aparajita's spine. "You thought you could escape me, Aparajita? That you could find solace and freedom? No, my dear, you are mine. As long as I breathe, you will remain caged, a prisoner of my will. Every breath you take, every tear you shed, will remind you of your place-here, under my control, where you belong." The mansion's walls echoed with the weight of his words, sealing Aparajita's fate in a prison far worse than any physical chains could ever bind. In the heart of luxury, she was ensnared in a dark tale where love was a distant memory, replaced by a sinister dance of power and possession.

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫 "𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴" 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧-mature & heartbreakingly kind.She spent her life trying to survive the ghosts of past she never asked for.With amber eyes that hold storms & silence & a heart full of warmth, she's everything he refuses to believe in.She has been called curse yet she still chooses love over hate. 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤d-Cold.Calculated.Dangerous-a storm in human form.He was never supposed to be hers.Yet, fate bound them in a marriage built on misunderstanding, bitterness, and secrets.He's vowed never to fall for illusions like love.Especially not with the woman tied to the darkness that destroyed his family. ~ He believes she's the reason behind his family's ruin. She's the girl who watched hers fall apart-powerless to stop it. 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘑𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘠. 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘙𝘜𝘐𝘕. 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘛 ? 𝘐𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘕 𝘛𝘖 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘊𝘌. But when buried lies begin to surface & past enemies rise again.Will the masks finally fall?Will the truth set them free or destroy them both? Two souls. One destiny.A history soaked in blood, betrayal & love that refuses to die. Step into the world of Rida-where every heartbeat hides a secret,glance is a war, and love might just be the deadliest thing of all.

Rohan Kapoor (32): The male protagonist. Charismatic, intelligent, but consumed by a burning desire for revenge. He lost everything - his parents, his family business, his childhood home - due to the deceit and negligence of the Sharma family. He has meticulously planned his vengeance for years, presenting a perfect facade to the world. He believes the Sharmas deserve to suffer as much as he did. His methods range from psychological manipulation to calculated physical and emotional abuse, seeing Aisha only as a tool. Aisha Sharma (22): The female protagonist. Sweet, gentle, naive, and deeply traditional. She has led a sheltered life, compliant to her parents' wishes. She believes in love, loyalty, and the sanctity of marriage. Unaware of her family's past misdeeds, she walks into the marriage with an open heart, seeing Rohan as her destiny. Her innocence will be systematically shattered.

𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 - 𝑨 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕. At 31, he stands tall at 6'4", ruling both the business world and the underworld with an iron fist. As Asia's richest and most powerful businessman, he dominates every deal, every empire, and every heartbeat that dares to cross his path. But beneath the ruthless exterior lies a man shackled by secrets - forced into a deadly game of power and betrayal. When fate ties him to an innocent girl named Noor, his world turns into a battlefield where love and danger collide. 𝑵𝒐𝒐𝒓 - 𝑨 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝑨𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆. At 21, Noor's blue eyes hold a quiet rebellion against the darkness that life has thrown her way. Orphaned young, she carved her own path - dropping out of the real world at eighteen to chase education through a scholarship, balancing her days as a student and her nights serving tables in a bustling restaurant. Unaware that her simple existence is about to collide with a man who can destroy her - or become the only one to protect her in a world where trust is the most dangerous game of all.