Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. When a single person was enough to make the world feel... whole. But that was before betrayal. Before the woman he trusted chose to break him instead. Love didn't make him ruthless. Betrayal did. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister whose decisions shaped lives, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. Too quiet. Too distant. Too aware. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.)

She tried to glare, but the effect was ruined by her flushed cheeks. "I spent an hour getting ready-" "And I'll spend the next ten minutes undoing all that hard work," I promised darkly, enjoying how her breath hitched. "By the time we reach the top floor, everyone will know exactly what their boss has been up to." "You wouldn't dare," she whispered, but the spark in her eyes told me she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. "Wouldn't I?" My thumb traced her lower lip. "Try me, princess. We still have fifteen floors to go..." Her attempt at looking scandalized was adorable. "You're enjoying this far too much." "Baby," I pressed closer, "you have no idea." My thumb traced her jawline. "Ten more floors to go. Want to see how undone I can make you look by then?" "Dev..." she tried again, those doe eyes looking up at me pleadingly. "Think about it... if you mess up my saree now, what will the staff think?" I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at manipulation. "Nice try, princess." My fingers traced her collarbone. "But watching you try to sweet-talk your way out of this?" I leaned closer, "Only makes me want to mess you up more." "But-" she bit her lip, "I need to look presentable. Professional." Her hands smoothed over my shirt in that innocent way that drove me crazy. "You want them to take your wife seriously, don't you?" "Oh sweetheart," I chuckled darkly, "trust me, they'll take you very seriously. Especially when they see how thoroughly claimed you look. Seven floors to go..." "Dev Singh Rajwansh!" She pushed against my chest, trying to look stern. "This is completely unprofessional-" "Says the woman who's currently gripping my shirt like her life depends on it," My fingers tightened slightly in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, smirking as she immediately loosened her fingers. "Five floors left, baby. Want to try scolding me again?" SAB YAHI PE JAAN LOGE KYA?..........

Kiyana has spent her whole life shrinking herself-her voice, her body, her dreams. But everything changes when she marries Riyan Rathore, the cold, feared CEO who built an empire without ever letting anyone close. Except her. The world calls her unlucky. His family calls her not good enough. But Riyan calls her mine. The CEO known for his rage turns gentle only for her - but becomes a nightmare to anyone who insults her. Every night he finds peace only in her arms-his storm quieting on her soft, warm chest. Every day she learns she is worthy of being loved, not in spite of who she is... but because of it. As Kiyana battles insecurity and the shadows of her past, Riyan becomes her shield. As Riyan confronts enemies, expectations, and the darkness he hides, Kiyana becomes the only person who can bring the storm to its knees. A story of healing, obsession, power, and a love that refuses to break.

(#2 of 'Thakur Brother's' series) "Who bring you here?" He questioned in deep husky voice, I shivered again unknowingly, my tears falling down like a river. His gaze dipping into my soul, I couldn't hold his intense gaze and lowered my lashes. "Did you can't hear?" He said, in little bit loud voice, I tightly shut my eyes squeezing them, I want to tell him everything. How I bought up here, what happened with me but I can't able to utter a single word thinking about there threats. I hide my face pressing on my thighs, I placed my right hand on my mouth to control myself for crying out infront of him. "Can you tell me everything?" I slowly lifted my head just a bit, slightly opening my tearing lashes to looked at him, his expression were completely blank and expressionless. I pressed my lips and try to gather some courage to atleast speak a word, I opened my trembling lips. "I-I don't know-w, who-o are they," Somehow I managed to say trying to control my outburst, his eyebrows thinned in a line. I'm trying to control myself but when I saw his expression getting changed, I pressed my body backward, seeing him taking steps towards me. "Did someone make you unconscious," He questioned in most deep and dangerous voice I ever heard before, I gulped nervously. I bit my lower lips I couldn't help my tears were not stopping from flowing from my eyes, being confused and afraid. I keep looking at him, tightly clutching on the fabric over my chest, he eyebrows thinned in line. "I ask you something, did you hear me?" He said gritting his teeth, I tightly pressed my thighs on my chest looking at his scary face expression. He clutched his jaw, I feel I will die just feeling his intense glare on my face, I bit my inner cheeks harshly. "REMOVE YOUR SAREE," My life shattered into tiny fragments, just like a broken mirror. Do I ever have a peaceful life? Copyright ©️ 2024 Warning : The story contains mature content

Standalone Previously known as Emotionally Unavailable Some stories begin after marriage, intertwining two souls that complete one another. Adhiraj/ Rishav Ranawat A hot, dashing man who runs away from the name of love. Anger sits on his nose, making it its home. Rudeness and arrogance is his second language. Personality so unforgettable that you can't help but look his way with admiration and lust. A self-made billionaire. Kaira Sharma Simple girl with high Morales. Shy and introvert for the world and a extrovert to her closed ones. She speaks in silence. Looking at the world with her own spectacles. Fighter but also gets frightened very quick. One glare and she take a step back but not at that cost of her-self-respect. Both get tied unwantedly in the holy union called MARRIAGE.

Aleeza Ahmed - She is 24 years old, a doctor by profession. She has grown up without her parents, luckily her dadi and elder brother were there to look after her. she moves to her phuppo's house, everybody adores her there, except for Irteza, they both hate each other, but what will happen when their fate will unite them. Irteza Hasan - Hot, charming, successful guy, he can charm anyone easily, but with Aleeza he becomes somebody else. He lives life to the fullest. He is arrogant but kind also, he is mean but down to earth at the same time. ****** When Aleeza came to live at Mustafa's mansion, she had no idea what destiny planned for her, who would have thought that she will be stuck with someone she can't tolerate. Let's get the journey from hate to love begin...... IMPORTANT NOTE- The images/gifs used in my book are not my own and I am in no way claiming it to be. IMPORTANT NOTE- This book has Muslim characters, but it is not an accurate representation of "Islam". Cover photo credit to @tasnimtahera

After finding out her husband is cheating on her , she is left with 2 options . 1. Forgiving him for the sake of her few months old baby and reputation of family . And act like nothing happened . 2. Divorcing his cheating ass and starting a new life to see what future holds for her and her baby . Which one you think she would choose. A story of betrayal . A tale of love .

#1 in werelion Val is one of the general of her country. The only female. She earned that title for she is smart, strong, and ruthless. But when a sudden request by a neighboring country's King came, asking for her hand in marriage, she was dumbfounded, forced to go along without a say. Well, she was not going hang her armor and be a some queen over there, she is a warrior, inside and outside even if her future King says otherwise. King Orion of Tallies was watching the battlefield from a safe distance and one day he saw this amazing woman fighting on the front line. She was captivating with the blood of her enemies running down her spear. He knew right there and then that she was it. A bloody warrior as his Queen. One thing about the Tallies bloodline is that they are lion shifter and he knew full well to trust his instinct more that his logic. Thank you for reading and please leave a vote and comment!! Sorry for the late update :x Check out my other book 'Adamantly Yours'

Fasaana | फसाना | فسانا :a tale; a romance; a fiction Zoya had spent her entire life adhering to societal and parental rules, feeling trapped like a bird in a cage. But what happens when she decides to shatter those restrictions and soar freely? Although romance is intertwined in her journey, this is not simply a tale of love. Zoya is not a damsel in distress saved by a prince charming. Instead, she confronts her circumstances and overcomes them on her own terms. This is a story about a strong-willed woman who valued herself enough to pursue a better life. And along the way, she discovered him. This is her Fasaana. ______________________ COMPLETED

Eva Willow, a 17 year old blind girl who moves to a new town with her two sisters to live with her uncle. She has a lot of secrets and wants to lay low through her final years of school and keeping an eye on her sisters. Can she lay low or will she catch the attention of the most popular guy? Asher Moore is 17 year old arrogant cocky boy who can get whatever he wants. Once he sees something he wants he goes for it. What happens when what he wants has a lot of secrets? Will he be able to get her or let her slip through his fingers? Will Asher be able to find out what Eva is hiding? Will she allow anyone to get to know her? Will her life be finally a happily ever after or ending up running away? *I do NOT own any of the rights to the photos depicted in this story. All rights reserved. P.S. Do not copy my work! Please keep in mind that i suck at editing and enjoy reading! Thank you!