Not all love stories are soft. Some come with fire, fury... and unforgettable scars. They weren't just in love - They were obsessed. Addicted. Destroyed. Isha Mehra - graceful, grounded, and deeply in love. Kabir Oberoi - a wild, untamed soul with music in his veins and anger in his blood.He was the kind of man girls lost sleep over. A voice that could bring heaven to its knees. A smile that could melt sin. Every girl wanted him - But he? He only ever wanted her. She was the anchor to his storm. The one who could calm his raging anger with a single look. But then- One night. One incident. One mistake. And everything fell apart. Now, years later, she's built a new life. Successful business woman. And he's a broken rockstar with fire in his eyes and poison on his tongue. burning in the spotlight, still carrying the ashes of their past. The pain. The betrayal. The questions left unanswered. And the love that never really died. what really happened years ago? What was that one night... that tore them apart forever? What did she lose? And what did he never forgive? A love so deep shouldn't have ended. But it did. Now it's back-darker, fiercer, and burning with the weight of everything unsaid. ____ "Then burn me," I whispered, close enough to feel the brush of his breath against my cheek. "I'm not afraid of you." He smirked at my words. Then he lowered the gun. Slowly. Deliberately. It slid from my forearm, grazing over the sensitive skin of my wrist, tracing the curve of my elbow, then drifting along my shoulder with a deliberate, torturous slowness. He dragged it lower, the barrel brushing along my Body, as if daring me to react. My breath hitched. "You know what I could do to you... right here, right now," he murmured, voice low, dark. ____ This isn't just love. This is Mistaken Love. And it begins now. This book contains~ She fell first and harder Mysterious Revenge Betrayal Misunderstanding Violence Alcohol Abuse

"Happy Married Life, Shivya Pathak" I weakly smiled seeing my condition, mangalsutra dangling in my neck, vermilion in hair and both hands filled with gold bangles. "Come out quickly or do you want me to break the gate," my husband knocked again. My breath was harsh, collecting some courage I spoke, "I will come out but you will not touch me again, otherwise I will kill myself" My throat clogged up, the last word refusing to come out. He didn't reply, just chuckled. I knew what it meant. He was going to push me further, to break me. "I will not be your puppet," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "I will not be your toy." ••••••••••••••••••• Two persons who belong to two different world Tied in unwanted marriage Will they continue this marriage for life or will they free each other from this name sake relationship?

𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 1 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 Daksh singhania who is driven by a single minded purpose which is revenge over the man who is responsible for his sister's death. Ishani rathore is a ray of sunshine but deep within her a simmering resentment burns for daksh singhania who also appears to be her brother's enemy.

"Main jaldi gussa ho jati hoon." Her voice was soft as she spoke without looking at him. "Main mana lunga" His voice was calm with a small smile. "Main bahut nakhre karti hoon". She said raising her chin with a challenge in her tone. He leaned closer his tone gentle. "Main aapke nakhre bhi utha lunga"...He said it not like a promise, but a vow. She glanced at him just for a second before looking away again. "Overthink karne ki...bahut buri aadat hai mujhe." His voice dropped a little as he whispered in her ear. "Toh main over explain karne ki achi aadat bana lunga". Silence stretched between them. Yashasvi turned to face him, mock anger visible in her eyes. " Main tumhari pitaai kar dungi" He laughed softly, his eyes twinkled. "Kar do na....issi bahane haath to lagaogi" He winked playfully, and for a fleeting second her lips curved despite herself. But then her voice dropped. "Main baat baat pe rone lag jati hoon" . She said looking down, her voice barely above a whisper. He paused for a moment. "Toh hum dono sath me ro lenge". There was something raw in the way he said it. She blinked fast, fighting the lump in her throat. " Main aapse kabhi pyaar nahi karungi". Her voice firm but trembling. Advik stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her waist looking straight in her eyes. "Aap bas saans lijiye madam jii....aapse pyaar hum kar lenge".

(𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ...) 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝? 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞? 𝐧𝐨 𝐅𝐨𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐝? 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐥 . 𝐓𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬 . 𝐀 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 - " 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒉𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 ". 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲?

BOOK ONE OF ROSE SERIES #1 "I know I'm not perfect, I don't have a perfect body like other girls, I'm not as good as any other girl you see, but I'm trying to be my better version for you" she stuttered while looking down at her feet. Before she could complete further he lifted her in his arms. "But only You can fit into my arms, Perfectly", He whispered near her face while taking her close to him. -----------------------------------------------------------

"Everything is fair in love and war!" But is it really true that everything is justified? If yes then Amay Purohit's madness is justified too. If yes then becoming a mere pawn for Riyana Luthra in this game of chess is justified too. It would have been a relationship built on hatred... if his eyes hadn't been consumed by insanity. Amay Purohit is a battlefield, and standing right in its center is Riyana Luthra. Now, either he will destroy Riyana... or he will make her stand beside him. Riyana is unaware of all his wars. But will she ever understand this chessboard of chaos? To find out... keep reading.

She divorced him, only to learn after years he had gone insane in her absence, but that's too typical, right? Let's round back from the start. Hoorain Jahan & Naufal Zarar belonged to rival families, bloodshed was normal in their world, betrayal? even more so. But they fell in love, got married, at least that's what she thought until one day she received papers that their marriage wasn't how it looked. Three years of marriage was nothing? And Three years of divorce while she was gone? What happened in her absence that made him go insane? What happens when two enemies collide again, this time not for empires but for personal grudges? And God, he wants her back desperately, and for that he will cross every boundary there is. Even if he has to paint her into reality. Could be read as a standalone.

"You kept chasing me. You smiled when I glared, you stayed when I pushed. You thought your relentless kindness could fix me. Baka. You should have run when I gave you the chance. You didn't realize you were just waking up a monster. You ignored every warning. I don't want to be fixed. I want to ruin you for anyone else. I will tear apart every engine, burn down every city, and shatter any man who dares to even breathe near you. ou wanted my attention? Congratulations, Amber. You have it. All of it. And now, you can't run from me even If you want to cause I'm never letting you go." - Kazuki Kurosawa ___ He smoked heavy cigarettes, I drank tea. He rebuilt broken motorcycles in the dark, I read shameless love stories in the sun. He warned me to stay away, I stepped closer. He called me a baka, I called him mine. I thought I was teaching a cynical lone wolf how to love. I didn't realize I was teaching him how to obsess. To the rest of the university, Kazuki Kurosawa is a badboy, a ghost. A cold, untouchable engineering prodigy who prefers the roar of an engine over the sound of human voices. To me, he was just a boy I couldn't resist. Armed with my calf-length dresses, my late father's silver ring, and a ridiculous amount of optimism, I chased him. I ignored his brutal honesty, his freezing glares, and his toxic attempts to push me away. It was supposed to be innocent. A hopeless romantic trying to melt a frozen heart. But I played with fire. Because when you push a broken man to finally feel something, you cannot control what happens when he snaps. I fell first. But Kazuki fell harder. And the boy who once wanted absolutely nothing to do with me is now the man who will burn the entire world to the ground before he lets anyone take his me away.

"Some love stories don't begin with confessions. Some begin with silence, missed chances, and two people pretending they never cared." ------------ She was supposed to marry someone else... but destiny made her his wife instead. 🤍 A soft-hearted girl. A dangerously calm man. And a marriage neither of them expected. Avantika Rathore & Avyukt Vardan #SlowBurn #ArrangedMarriage #WattpadRomance