SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. The one who will win the game is called. The Ace of Spades. _______________________________ " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. A gun. _______________________ He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. ________________________ I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Keemat," he said and I look at him. " Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity. " Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me. " Palace" ________________________________ All the pictures are used belongs to their rightful owners.

She was his light. He was her darkest sin. Manika Sharma, a shy yet strong girl from Delhi, never expected her dream job in Gurgaon to drag her into the dangerous world of obsession, power, and shadows. Aarav Kapoor - cold, ruthless, feared by the underworld - fell for her the moment she stood up for someone she loved. And once Aarav sets his eyes on something, he never lets go. Possessive. Arrogant. Dangerous. Aarav vows to make Manika his, by hook or by crook. But Manika isn't just an innocent pawn. She's fire hidden under calm waters, the only one who can bring the Mafia God to his knees. Love. Obsession. Betrayal. Passion. A story where a girl becomes the queen of the man the world bows to. Because in Aarav's world, Manika isn't just his love. She is his eternal claim.

She was supposed to marry the successful brother. Instead, she married the forgotten one. What starts as a decision made to save her family's dignity slowly turns into something neither of them expected. Because he may not have money, status, or approval - but he has loyalty. And a heart no one bothered to see. Before fame. Before success. Before recognition. She stood beside him. But when the world that once ignored him comes back for him - will love be enough to survive it? 18-4-26 : #398 out of 547k stories in fiction 19-4-26 : #2 out of 15.6K stories in wife

They weren't lovers. They weren't even friends. Just two strangers chosen for each other by fate and family. From the very first moment he sees her, something inside him settles. Her soft laughter, her gentle eyes, the quiet grace she carries everywhere she goes. There is no hesitation, no doubt. She feels like home. And to her, he becomes comfort. The calm in her storms, the softness in her days, the man whose simple presence makes her heart breathe easier. No drama. No games. No complicated pasts. Just two people learning to fall in love in the most effortless, heartwarming way through conversations, small moments, shared smiles, and a marriage planned long before their hearts caught up. This isn't a story of chaos. It is a story of purity, trust, warmth, and a quiet love that grows stronger with every day they spend together. A simple arranged marriage. A gentle beginning. A forever that unfolds softly.

#1 in #lies on 26, April, 2026 ML is cruel... But he will have drastic change in his character ✨ ............................ "I don't hate you." His thumb pressed slightly at her nape, grounding her, trapping her in his presence, "But don't mistake that for kindness," he continued, his voice low and controlled, "Hate is easy, Naina. Very Easy... Clean... Simple." His lips hovered near her temple, his breath warm."What I feel for you," he whispered, "is far more dangerous." ...................................................... "How. Dare. You. Step. Out." Naina's pulse hammered. She tried to step sideways, but his other arm lifted instantly, blocking her completely. The wall behind her chilled her spine; the man in front of her set her skin on fire. He dipped his head slightly, eyes dragging over her face, down to her neck, then lower... to the suit she wore. A slow, humorless breath left him."Make-up." His jaw flexed."Mascara. Lip tint." His breath warmed her cheek."You don't wear this for me, but you wore it to walk around outside?"

Naina Chauhan is 27, a businesswoman born into luxury and power. She's confident, sharp, and used to controlling everything around her. But beneath that polished surface lie secrets-painful memories she's fought hard to bury. Kabir Singh Rathore is 29, a cancer specialist from a simple middle-class family. Kind, grounded, and dedicated. He carries his own hidden scars, wounds he keeps locked away from the world. Naina Chachuan doesn't do love. Not because she doesn't believe in it - but because she's seen what it can destroy. Her past isn't something she talks about, and she's built her life in a way that doesn't require anyone to ask. She's fiercely independent, untouchable... and emotionally unavailable. Relationships are risky. Trust is dangerous. Vulnerability? Out of the question. Kabir Singh Rathore has always known his place. A doctor from a modest background, he's worked too hard to waste time chasing something he can't afford. And a woman like Naina? She's way out of his league. But something about her - the silence behind her sarcasm, the exhaustion in her confidence - makes him want to try. He doesn't want to save her. He just wants to stay. The question is - will she ever let him in? Their pasts hold secrets-some too painful to share, some too dangerous to reveal. Or is there something deeper between them, a shared secret both are unaware of.... Can love bridge the gap between two very different lives? Yours to series #2 TROPES: CEO X Doctor Rich Fmc X Middle class Mmc Reverse grumpy X Sunshine He fell first and harder Slow burn romance Opposite attract Emotionally unavailable X Emotionally mature Trauma and healing

At 21, Ananya is full of dreams, innocence, and mischief-her world bright with possibilities. At 32, Aarav Malhotra is the epitome of control: a strict, no-nonsense businessman who's seen too much of the world to believe in fairytales. They couldn't be more different. Or more perfect for each other. Forced into an arranged marriage with her brother's best friend, Ananya is determined to hate the man who seems so cold and unyielding. But Aarav sees what no one else does-her vibrant energy, her endearing clumsiness, and the way she makes his heart race in ways he can't control. "You don't have to like me, Ananya," he says, his voice low and possessive, "but you'll learn to love me. Because I won't let you go. Ever." An age-gap, brothers-best-friend romance filled with sizzling chemistry, heartfelt moments, and a love so fierce it burns through every barrier.

"You are just mine and soon you are going to be my queen just make these words clear in your head and I will do anything to make this happen". Losing his grip he said "you will come begging to me and will sign these papers willingly" "Never... ever" "Just wait and watch butterfly". Though his tone was calm but an underlying threat sent shivers down my spine. ~~~ This story is about a girl who just wanted to pursue her career and make her parents proud. She is the kind of girl whom every boy dreams of. Sweet but bold enough to raise her voice against the wrong. And he is someone you should not mess up with. The one who loves to dominate and scare people. He always gets what he wants by hook or by crook. They are like opposite poles. What will happen when she will bump into a ruthless man who will fall in love with her and will force her to love him back? Will he succeed in his intentions or will she change the beast? Let's have a look. ~~~~~~ 3rd place in Romance category in The Aspirant Awards ❤ ~~~~~~ Kindly follow me as well ❤️

"A-Aryan..." her voice trembled, breath uneven. I smirked. "Miss me, butterfly?" Her body was taut, shaking, but not from the cold. Her hands pressed against my chest, pushing, resisting. Weak. "Let me go," she whispered. I didn't move. "Why?" "You-" her voice cracked. "You killed him." My smirk didn't waver. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. "You're not just a businessman. You're a murderer." I tilted my head. "And?" Her breath hitched. "And? That's all you have to say?" "What else do you want, Siya?" I murmured, brushing my thumb against her pulse. "An apology?" Her eyes darkened with rage. "You don't even regret it." I chuckled. "No." __________________________________ "What do I want?" His voice was low, edged with something dark. "I thought that was obvious." I held my ground, refusing to back away even as he stopped mere inches from me. "Say it," I challenged. He exhaled a quiet chuckle, his eyes roaming my face before locking onto mine. "I want you, Siya." My breath caught. Not because of his words-I had known it from the start-but because of the way he said them. Not a request. Not a plea. A statement. Like it was inevitable. Like I was already his. I forced my chin up, summoning every ounce of defiance in me. "You don't own me, Aryan." _____________ Mature content⚠️

For her, he is the light of her life. She never thought of leaving him. But unknowingly they got into a fight. He went out leaving her alone in the house. There was no message from him. She was gloomy, vulnerable, thinking about him. Suddenly, she got call from him after the big, nasty fight. Before she got a chance to speak, his deep, masculine voice rushed, "I know I hurt you a lot but, now, I want to meet you. I want a chance to prove myself. Please, come and meet me at our regular hangout. I will be waiting. Think before you come, though. If you come, i won't leave you... I hope you will come." With that he cut the call, not giving her a chance to voice her opinion. He waited for her to come. One hour passed. Two hours passed. But, she didn't come. No sign of her. Surely, she loves him a lot. But, why didn't she visit him? To know more, join in on the journey of Sanjay and Niharika's journey. Copyrights @niharika boddeda Please don't copy my work.