Shivangi Rathore Singhania-heir to the Singhania Empire, only daughter of a fallen legacy. After the tragic death of her parents, she has only one mission: to unite the children of her father's best friends... no matter what it takes. Six names. Six players in a dangerous game. Rayan Marco De Luca & Reva Marco De Luca - the Italian Mob Boss and princess cloaked in shadows, cousins to Shivangi, feared for the darkness they hide behind their crowns. Avinash Singh Rajvansh & Akshita Singh Rajvansh - siblings whose obsession with the De Luca heirs blurs the line between love and possession, blind to the strings Shivangi pulls from behind the curtain. And then there is Shivansh Rajawat Malhotra - Shivangi's loyal secretary. Or is he? The man who breathes only for her, yet conceals a truth that could upend every alliance, every secret, every obsession. In a world where love is a weapon, loyalty is a myth, and power is the only currency... one question remains: Who is playing whom? A dark romance of obsession, manipulation, and hidden identities- because love is a game of power, and we are all just pawns. Started - 8 September 2025 Ended -

Ahaan Oberoi, the Crown Prince of Rajasthan, CEO of Oberoi Missionaries and the ruthless king of the Indian Mafia world. Amyra Singhania, a free-spirited girl and a proud cardiologist. Her smile and liveliness can make even a devil fall in love with her. One believes in taking life, while the other believes in saving life. What will happen when the Devil in black meets the Angel in White? ****** Reyansh Oberoi, the Second Prince of Rajasthan, a renowned neurologist and the CEO of Oberoi Branch of Hospitals who loves to play with people's minds. Ruhi Malhotra, a bold and sassy doctor, who loves to show people their right places. A sweet but deadly poison. What happens when a flirty bachelor and a not-so-easy-to-please doctor cross paths? Will Reyansh be able to handle Ruhi's dark side? ****** Vihaan Oberoi, the Youngest Prince of Rajasthan, CEO of FutureTechs and the mastermind of the Oberoi's business empire. Samaira Singh, a famous Fashion Designer, the billionaire CEO who reigns supreme over the business world, has a gaze that freezes blood and a smile that can charm the Lucifer himself. What happens when Vihaan and Samaira meet after 14 years? Will this reunion cause the sparks of love again, or will something dark cause them to hate each other for eternity? Started- 2/12/24 Completed- 3/10/25

𝘈 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣, 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜, 𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧 This is not a love story that starts with smiles. This is a story that begins with silence, scars, and secrets. Love here is not soft. It is intense. Protective. Dangerous. "I can destroy the world for you... or burn it to protect you." The past refuses to stay buried. Secrets slowly come to the surface. Trust becomes fragile. And every emotion comes with a price. This story explores: Hidden identities and double lives Love that grows in dangerous situations Emotional trauma and silent suffering Power, control, and the cost of loyalty The thin line between obsession and desire

Devika Allamshetty x Arvind Chowdhary Inka manchiga design cheyachu ee restaurant ni... Arvind looked up, scanning the ceiling like it personally disappointed him. Restaurant aa? a soft yet confident voice came from behind. Mi lanti architect leka ala design cheyaledulendi! He turned around - startled. A women in a simple white dress, golden mirror-bordered dupatta shining under the café lights, stood there with a tray in hand. Devika? he blinked. Haa, she smiled, setting the tray down. First of all, idi restaurant kaadhu - café. Café antaru dinni. She extended her hand,Hello. I'm Devika Allemsetty. He hesitated, then shook it, smirking. Arvind Chowdhary. That's how it started - a tiny argument over architecture and coffee tables. What they didn't know was that those playful quarrels would soon turn into late-night talks about their home, their tiny garden, and the quiet love that grows between them - as Devika loves, and Arvind loves what Devika loves.

#2 of the love series This is a standalone story about two people who once promised themselves they would never fall in love again. Life had hurt them deeply, and because of their past experiences, they chose to stay away from love. But fate had something else planned. That two souls meet at a wedding.. he is there for his sister's marriage, and she is there for her best friend's brother's wedding. What starts as a simple meeting slowly turns into something more. Eventually, they begin to fall in love. Next it explores the depth of emotions where love is not always gentle, where it can hurt, confuse, and challenge everything you believe in. A kind of love that is tested by time, by circumstances. After all the ups and downs... will they end up together? Will destiny bring them together?

A girl who believed in the divinity of the heavens. A man who dragged her into the depths of his own hell. Aadhya expected a man like her Mahadev ~a protector who would offer her the peace of the mountains and a love that felt like a prayer. She dreamed of a soulmate who would walk beside her in the light, shielding her with divinity. Instead, the universe gave her a storm. She was a vision of purity in ivory silk until he turned her world into a graveyard. She believed she could outrun the shadow of a man who moves with the grace of a predator and rules with a heart of iron. She thought if she ran far enough, she could find a life where he didn't exist. She was wrong. Ram is a monster to the world, but a slave to his own dark devotion. He doesn't ask for her love; he demands her soul. He is the man who would slaughter a thousand enemies just to keep her heart beating against his own. To him, she isn't just a woman, she is his religion, his sin, and his only path to heaven. Now, trapped in a cage of gold and marked by his own blood, Aadhya faces a terrifying betrayal: Her own heart. "Is this your love? This Butchery?" she choked out, her fingers curling into his gore-stained shirt. "You aren't a protector. You're a monster who found an excuse. I hate you for making me love a killer!" He didn't flinch. He only pulled her closer, his obsidian eyes burning with a hollow, terrifying possessiveness. "Scream your hate into my mouth, while I'm deep inside you, JAAN. Because tonight, the Killer is the only one, who will stay on his knees, just to taste your surrender" In a house built on ancient sins, she must decide: will she fight the man who destroyed her world, or will she surrender to the shadows that promise to keep her safe? Step into the Darkness with me... [A Dark Romance Book ~ Strictly 18+]

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. He was a 21-year-old army officer, bound to get married because of a promise he made to his grandfather. He had rejected every girl without a second thought. Not because he was cold-never that. He valued life. He valued happiness. He was the sun; he was the warmth. Until the day his eyes met hers- a nineteen-year old pregnant girl. He didn't know how or why, but suddenly, no wasn't easy anymore. What began as an unforeseen moment grew into something neither of them knew how to name. This isn't history. It's a tale- a soft, healing, unforgettable story of two wounded hearts learning to trust again.

#1 of the love series. He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- Happy reading 🩷

Jungkook is the chief of the police department where he works. He works in homicide, as an investigator, and in almost every other aspect of the department. Taehyung has always wanted to be a police officer, so he applied and will be trained by none other than Jeon Jungkook.

Jungkook and Taehyung gets married in the most unusual way, not out of love, but out of necessity. A marriage that will turn brother against brother and family against family. A marriage that will be tested at every turn as their enemies try everything in their power to separate them. A marriage that becomes a thorn in many people's lives and a love that blossoms out of those thorns. But is their love strong enough to withstand the storms? Is it strong enough to stand against their own? The journey of two souls and their trials and tribulations. Together, they're invincible. Alone, they're vulnerable. As their enemies gets stronger, so does their love and unbreakable trust in each other. Together they will make their own destiny and change their fate. ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ : This story is a product of my imagination and any resemblance to other stories is completely co incidental and not on purpose. This is an mpreg story. if you're uncomfortable with such, please do not read it. The credits for all the photos goes to it's rightful owners and I do not own any pictures used in the story. Please do not plagiarize my work and I do not allow translations. ☝️🐇 👇🐯