Banaras never sleeps. The streets are full of noise, fear, and shadows. He had a past full of blood and secrets. She had a heart full of life. Jeevika- "Pehli nazar mein... itna kareeb aata hua mehsoos hua. Dusri nazar mein... kahin yeh Yuvan Shekhawat humari jaan na le le." Yuvan- "Main dekh leta hoon... aur jo meri nazar se bach jaaye, woh shayad zinda rahe." And somewhere between the two, a story was beginning, a story neither of them could escape.

He is a storm she cannot outrun. She is a challenge he cannot resist. Vedant Thakur thrives on control, power, and indulgence, but Nakshatra Bhanushali is unlike anyone he's ever known. She tests his patience, ignites his pride, and awakens a darkness he refuses to tame. Every glance is a battle. Every word is a provocation. And every heartbeat pulls them closer to a dangerous edge where desire, power, and obsession collide. In a world where control is an illusion and passion is a weapon, how far will they go to claim what-or who-they want? Danger. Desire. Domination. And a game with no rules.

A ghost bride. A mysterious duke. A murder that started it all. (cover art by Zamora)

"No. You ain't mine." Seven years ago, Avni Mehta married Neil Khanna-the cold, emotionally distant man the world feared, but the only one she ever loved. Their wedding was secret. Their vows whispered under the stars. But that very night, he disappeared, promising he'd be back. He never returned. No calls. No letters. No explanations. For seven long years, she waited-holding onto a name, a hope, and a lie. Now, fate brings them face-to-face again. And the man she gave everything to-the one she waited for-is accused of betraying her in the worst possible way. Cheating. Moving on. Leaving her to rot in the shadows of their past. She wants answers. He wants forgiveness. But when love is buried under years of silence, broken trust, and rage-can the truth still matter? Did he really cheat on her... or is the truth far more dangerous?

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

ABHIRAJ SINGH RAJVANSH Abhiraj Singh Rajvansh-ASR. A name that commands fear, respect and absolute obedience. The youngest mafia king of Asia, he rules not only the underworld but also the business world, making and breaking billion-dollar deals with a snap of his fingers. He rules the country with a single order. His influence isn't confined to just one nation; presidents, businessmen and even the most ruthless criminals bow before him. With a single command, he can start or stop a war. He is a devil no one dares to cross him and those who do vanish without a trace. For his enemies, he is the devil himself, striking fear into their souls before bringing an end to their lives. Despite all his power, wealth and dominance, Abhiraj stands alone. An orphan with no family, no love, and no weakness-until she walks into his life. A girl who unknowingly awakens something dangerous inside him. He doesn't fall in love; he claims. And now, she is his newest obsession-one he will have, no matter the cost. MIRA RAO Mira is a bubbly, cheerful girl who grew up in an orphanage. She's always fought her battles alone, from childhood until now. Fierce yet soft-hearted, she doesn't hesitate to put anyone who crosses her in their place. The only person she truly has is her best friend. Mira dreams of finding a kind-hearted man-a normal guy who cares for everyone-but little does she know her future holds something completely unexpected. What will happen when Abhiraj begins his game to win Mira? Will she fall for him or will she become his? Will she uncover the truth about everything he's done to get her, or will they fall apart? Come along on the journey of Abhiraj and Mira to see how their lives flip upside down and everything changes in ways they never imagined.

✧˖°.🜲.°˖✧ 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝟷 𝓸𝒇 𝓕𝓲𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓮 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 ✧˖°.🜲.°˖✧ BOUND BY VENGEANCE, IGNITED BY LOVE This is the story of the descendants of the Chandravansh and their heirs! Moksh, who believes that death is the ultimate release, Drishya, whose mere gaze leaves people wounded, Samarthya, who annihilates enemies with his strength, and Love, who girls desire but lives in a world of his own. In their lives, words like love and romance don't exist. These four are the epitome of destruction, each living for one purpose-revenge. However, a twist of fate brings them face to face with love. Their love stories unfold in unexpected ways-some trapped by deception, some by force, some by deal, and some due to a single night's mistake. Who are these four innocent souls whose lives get entangled with four fireballs of destruction? Will they manage to save themselves? Or will they fall into a world where love is a forbidden word? Can they fill the hearts of these four brothers with Ishq-e-Ibadat? Or will they lose the very essence of love forever? Discover this intense journey of passion, revenge, and love, where hearts battle against fate and the definition of love is rewritten.

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐𝟐 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

Alvin Romano an Italian ruthless mafia and a successful businessman. A billionaire who is no less than an animal. He doesn't hesitate to kill a person and make his life hell. His world is full of dark secrets and illegal works. But his world turns upside down when he meets his ultimate vicious obsession. Ishita Kapoor a writer, who is escaping from reality. She left her home country to find her solace and ultimate peace. She hates Illegal works and mafia's. This dark world is the sole reason she is here. Wandering in delusions and hope one day her life will be normal but her hopes shattered when she met her enormous fear. Her nightmare changed into reality. He is fire and she is water, their purpose and dreams are parallel to each other. Will they be able to find their peace or will they be entangled in their own created illusions.

Fated Bonds, Unwritten Destinies Sadhvika Aggrawal's life changed in the blink of an eye. One moment, she was holding her grandmother's frail hand, whispering prayers for her to stay. The next, she was bound to a man she barely knew. A marriage forced upon her in the last breath of the woman she loved the most. For six months, Aarvansh remained a shadow in her life, oceans away in a foreign land, untouched by the weight of their vows. But now, he is returning. Two strangers tied by fate, yet divided by distance and indifference. Will their forced union crumble under its own weight, or will destiny carve a new path-one neither of them ever saw coming? On the other side... Shivaksh is a man who never loses. When he sets his eyes on something, he makes it his-no matter the cost. And Adhvisha? She was never meant to be a pawn in this ruthless game of power and control. Sold by the very family that should have protected her, she ran, desperate for freedom. But Shivaksh doesn't let what's his escape. With the barrel of a gun and fire in his eyes, he bound her to him in a marriage of force, not love. Now, she stands before him-a storm in human form, unwilling to bend, unwilling to break. In a battle of wills and emotions, who will win? The captor or the captive? Two stories. Two souls entangled in the hands of fate. Will love bloom from the ashes of force, or will these bonds shatter beyond repair? Wait for the chapters of my book to find out... Love From. Hiraa🤍🧿