"Love wasn't supposed to be my downfall. But she was never just love-she was an addiction." The room reeked of whiskey and regret. Riyaan Singh Malhotra leaned against the windowpane, the city lights reflecting in his cold grey eyes. His grip on the crystal glass tightened as he watched the rain lash against the glass. She was gone. Again. Rivian Rajvansh wasn't supposed to mean anything. She was a foolish girl with stars in her eyes and a laugh that could make the world stop. Soft, delicate-completely unfit for the world he ruled. And yet, she had walked into his life like a sunrise breaking through an endless night. She had touched him, not just with her hands, but with her heart-something no one had dared to do before. He had warned her. Told her a hundred times that love had no place in his world. That he was a monster, a man drenched in blood and sins she could never imagine. But she stayed. Until she didn't. Now, he was chasing shadows, haunted by the ghost of her laughter and the taste of her lips-both his salvation and his destruction. She was the only addiction he could never quit. The only weakness he had. And Riyaan Singh Malhotra didn't do weaknesses. --- Tropes Included: ✔ Forced Marriage - A contract binds them, but emotions complicate everything. ✔ MML Obsessed with FML - She is his addiction, his weakness, his everything. ✔ Sunshine × Grumpy - She is the light; he is the storm. ✔ Age Gap - He is older, ruthless, and dominant; she is young, fiery, and innocent. ✔ Dark Romance - Possession, control, and an all-consuming love that blurs the line between obsession and devotion. Their love is toxic, dangerous, and inescapable-and neither of them would have it any other way.

And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men. Are these even considered men? My head jerked to the left as I stared at my mother, tied with chains, torn clothes, and blood trickling down her forehead. Her satisfactory smirk flattered me as soon as her eyes met mine. Is this what we call Maa? "Agar dar ki aakho me dekhoge, dar tumse darega." These were the last lines of my father. Jaate jaate bhi bhut kuch sikha gaye. Even if this is how I die, I don't deserve an unworthy death like this. I refuse to die because the day I close my eyes, I will be doing it willingly. My hand stumbled upon Aruval; either this would be the end of me or him. Taking it in my hand, I hit it on his neck with all the energy I could summon up. His head jerked up in half as it landed just beside my mom's feet. His blood splashed over me giving me a sense of relief, tears shone in my eyes. Har asur ke vinash ke liye ek Krishna janam leta hai par is baar kali janamegi. Vinash toh tay hai ya uska ya Mera. "Toh likho laal kalam se, Gita ka unisva adhyay, Kaleen Singh Chauhan ki maut mere hatho hi hogi." And this was the rise of satan in the world of Rajtantra. Yeh tha ek ant: ka prarambh. A war between Bhay and Karma.

𝒲𝒜𝓡𝒩𝓘𝒩𝒢 My boyfriend, Dr Adhvik Malhotra, who also happens to be my neighbour, is a constant source of warmth and love in my life. His amber eyes twinkle with kindness, and his laughter can light up the dimmest of days. I adore him completely, and I can feel his affection wrapping around me like a soft embrace. But then an unsettling thought creeps into my mind: What if, one fateful day, I discover that this man who saves lives with swift skill and a caring heart also harbours a darker side, capable of taking them away? Should I be afraid, then? Despite the gnawing doubts, I find my trust in him runs deeper than the deepest ocean. I believe in him more than I trust my instincts; certain he would never shatter the tender bond we share. Yet, a whisper of uncertainty lingers at the edges of my thoughts. Could it be that he, too, carries the potential to break my heart? ✩✩✩ What experiences have shaped Dr Adhvik Malhotra into the person he is today? Is there a particular incident that triggers her doubts about her boyfriend? What would it take for her to truly confront her fears about Dr Malhotra's potential darker side?

'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their destinies are bound. And the person who connects their fate is 'Niskarsh Bedi'. 'Niskarsh Bedi', the younger son of the Bedi family who lives miles away from his family in Canada. Maanvi Arora, who is engaged to Niskarsh's elder brother Abhimaan Bedi, who hates Niskarsh. Nearly fifteen years later, Niskarsh has returned to India, taking Maanvi who had gone to Canada two years back for studies. But on seeing Manvi, both the Bedi family and the Arora family were stunned. What such change has happened inside Manvi in these two years, which has surprised everyone? Why does Abhimaan hate his own brother Niskarsh? And, why was Niskarsh living in Canada away from his family for fifteen years? And who is Sharanya? After all, how is her fate intertwined with Manvi's? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha.

#55 in Romance- 31/12/2017 According to Physics, a negatively charged particle and a positively charged particle attracts each other. But is it the same in the case of we human beings. Can two persons who are completely different from each other fall in love? Well we do, but in a different way. Do you want to know how does it happen? If yes, then click on the '+' button and add this story to your library. Virag and Anishka will take you on their journey of love. P.S The names are slightly altered. Virat is as Virag and Anushka is as Anishka. It's not a fanfiction. It's a Romance. I have modelled my characters on their basis?

Now available as Audiobook on Audible India. On the field, Shaurya Gupta is a star batsman for the Indian cricket team. Off the field, he is rash and reckless. A gold mine for the paparazzi and trolls. When he is disqualified from playing a series because of his misdemeanour, his agent decides to use this opportunity to fix his image. That's when Dhvani Mishra enters or re-enters his life. As they begin working together, memories of their past become harder and harder to look beyond. A lot has changed in their lives in the past seven years. They insist that they have moved on, but have they really? Can Shaurya and Dhvani ever forgive each other for the pain they put each other through? Will Shaurya ever learn of the things he has been missing on for the past seven years. Will they be able to move past the failure of their marriage? Will they be able to give each other a second chance?

Everyone wants to witness love for Eternity in their life but can love actually remain for Eternity ? All the downfalls, situations and emotions will make love more stronger or break two people in love into pieces

An Indian family story of three daughter in-laws of Raisinghania.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝑨𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝑿 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒈 ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Chirag! I don't want you to marry me for any reason. Because I am going to die soon. I have only one year to live. So it is better if you don't marry me and ruin your life." Anahita was sitting with Chirag in his office. She said to Chirag. Chirag, "If you are about to die, then this marriage will be perfect for us. I also don't want to ruin a life by marrying someone in this condition." "Huh? What did you say?" "I said, marry me, Anahita!" "But why? What do you want from me?", Anahita asked. Chirag said with an expressionless, emotionless face, "Marry me and fulfill Dadi's wish. Anyway, you are going to die within a year, so neither I nor you will have any problem."