Born a forbidden hybrid..half Dragon, half Lycan. Araya Dravén has spent her entire life hiding. Not just her power... but her bloodline. Because Araya isn't the abandoned outcast the world thinks she is. She is the only daughter of Commander General Vealen Dravén, Supreme Commander of the Dragon Armies, second only to the Dragon King himself. His wealth can buy nations, his influence can shift thrones, and his strength is feared across every clan. And for eighteen years, he hid his daughter from a world that would end her for what she is. Until the Academy of Flames and Fangs summons her. Here, strength determines status... power decides survival... and fate chooses your mate. But fate betrays Araya the moment she arrives. Her first fated mate, a rising Lycan prodigy, takes one look at her low-status cover identity and rejects her, unaware that she is the heir to the second-most-powerful Dragon in existence... and the key to a destiny that could elevate him beyond imagination. Her second destined bond is far more perilous: a Dragon prince who sees through the lies she built her life on... and recognizes exactly what she's hiding. Now, caught between rival clans, resurging grudges, and brutal trials, Araya must keep her identity buried while navigating two dangerous destinies and two hearts powerful enough to shatter kingdoms. Enemies want her broken. The Academy wants her controlled. Everyone wants the truth. But Araya didn't come to be claimed. She came to survive. And survival is something she excels at. And somewhere deep in the shadows of this world... something long-buried has begun to awaken. In a world of fire and fangs... she might be the spark that burns the old order to ash.

​"My sister stole my fiancé, thinking she had left me with nothing. She celebrated her victory, unaware that her betrayal was the best thing that ever happened to me. To save the family's honor, I was betrothed to the one man she fears most: her own ex-fiance ASHUTOSH CHAUHAN. He is a hidden titan of industry, a man of ice and iron who commands every room he enters. She despises him; Now I'm beginning to realize why, But as he pulls me into his cold embrace, I'm learning a dangerous truth: The only thing more satisfying than revenge is being the woman he'll burn the world for."

Vaishnavi didn't leave Dev to escape him. She left because staying was killing her slower. Separation was supposed to be peace. It became war. Quiet. Invisible. Inevitable. Inside the Rathore mansion, she isn't a princess anymore. Not a daughter. It's not a mistake that can be corrected. She's a trigger. A walking fault line. Every corridor whispers her past. Every shadow feels like it's watching her bleed in silence. She lives in a house that once worshipped her name and now pretends she never existed. And far away-yet dangerously close-Dev feels it. The distance doesn't soften him. It sharpens him. The man who once restrained himself for her is losing his patience with mercy. His aura coils are dark and controlled, burning beneath the surface like magma waiting for a fracture. Every lie the Rathores swallowed. Every truth, Vaishnavi stitched into her silence. Every wound she never named. He feels them all. Because she is no longer shielded by his shadow. And he is no longer protecting the world from himself. This isn't heartbreak. It's a fuse. Because Dev without Vaishnavi is not calmer. He is deadlier. And Vaishnavi without Dev is not safer. She is unguarded. Secrets don't stay buried when two empires breathe the same air. Blood remembers. Trauma leaks. Truth claws its way out. Every step Vaishnavi takes inside that house rewrites the past. Every breath Dev takes outside, it promises destruction. They are still bound. Not by proximity. Not by vows. Not by words. But by a bond, violent enough to burn kingdoms once it snaps back into place. And when they collide again- It won't be emotional. It won't be gentle. It won't be merciful. It will be a reckoning. Because what's coming next isn't love. It's inevitable. 🔥

"obssetion? No, kiddo. What I feel for you is much darker than that." ✦ ─────────────── ✦ "Run if you want kiddo. I enjoy the chase." ✦ ─────────────── ✦ Slap He didn't touch his cheek. He didn't blink. Something inside him simply shut down-the human part. What was left was the Beast. Not rage-rage is loud. This was control. This was the silence of the deep ocean. He stepped closer, invading her space until she was forced to "Interesting," he murmured. That was all. No explosion. No shouting. And that frightened her more than any roar ever could. He reached out and took her wrist. His grip was firm, unavoidable-a band of iron that didn't squeeze, but simply ended her freedom. "Do you know," he said, his voice lowering to a register that vibrated in her bones, "how many people pray I don't notice them? How many men have died just for looking at me the wrong way?" His thumb pressed lightly against her pulse. Her heartbeat was frantic, a trapped bird. "And you," he continued, his eyes darkening into twin voids of obsidian, "raise your hand on me." He released her wrist suddenly, only to grab her upper arm with a strength that brooked no resistance. He began to drag her. Not toward the house. Not toward the towels. He dragged her toward the dark, restricted end of the pool-the section where the water was deep, shadowed by the overhanging architecture. "Advay, stop! You're hurting me!" He didn't respond. He didn't even seem to hear her. He stepped down into the water first, fully dressed in his charcoal trousers and silk shirt. The surface changed around him, shifting and swirling as if recognizing its master. Then, she saw them. Five shadows beneath the surface. Massive. Sleek. Moving in a rhythmic, terrifying orbit. There are Sharks . Vrishti's breath froze in her throat. "No," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Advay, please" He turned toward her, his face a mask of cold, and pus

In the Luciano-Kwon syndicate, power is a birthright, and blood is a weapon. But for Gabriela, blood is just a stain. Daughter to the infamous Latin-Italian Capo, Lorenzo Luciano, and the calculating, ice-cold Japanese-Korean-Chinese matriarch, Mei, Gabriela was born into a throne of shadows. But in a family built on legacy, she is the unintended afterthought-the least favorite, the forgotten heir. While her older sister, Mei-Lian, is groomed for alliances and her six older brothers-Leonardo, Alfonso, Riccardo, Romeo, Francesco, and Junfeng-train to inherit the empire's violence, Gabriela exists on the periphery. She is the ghost in the mansion: ignored by her mother, dismissed by her father, and treated with cold contempt by her siblings. Yet, this neglect has forged her into something the Famiglia never intended: observant, ruthless, and dangerously independent. She knows the secrets whispered in three languages, and she can move through the compound unseen. The brothers-six towering figures who rule the organized underworld-are cruel but undeniably protective. Their dominance is suffocating; they push her away, yet their loyalty is a double-edged knife, ready to cut down anyone who dares touch their family burden. But when a long-forgotten debt comes due, threatening to expose Gabriela to the most dangerous enemies the syndicate has ever made, the Famiglia is forced to finally look at their ghost. Now, Gabriela must navigate the viper's nest of her own home, where the only thing more deadly than the rivals outside is the family she desperately craves to escape. Will the least-loved princess rise to command a dynasty, or will she be the first casualty of the war within her own bloodline?

QUEENS OF CHOAS SERIES PREQUEL!!! Once upon a time, a girl was sent away. No trial. No second chance. Just a story everyone believed because it was easier that way. Five years later, she comes back. This is the part where, in a Disney movie, she'd forgive everyone, hug her family, and learn the power of love. Instead, Gianna De Santis learns how to break bones, keep secrets, and survive rooms that were never meant to be safe. The family expects a villain. The kingdom expects obedience. And some Princes are not always charming . There are no fairy godmothers here. Only men with power, women with knives, and lies that refuse to stay buried. And while everyone's busy wondering if Gianna is still dangerous- They forget to ask the real question: What happens when the girl they tried to erase comes back sharper... and finally decides to stop being nice? Because this isn't a Disney movie. And the girl who survived the tower doesn't believe in happily ever after- She believes in consequences.

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

✨️Miraal: A Light in the Shadows✨️ Miraal Zahra Khan's world was small but perfect-just her mother, books, paints, and a quiet life in America. She never knew her father. Whenever she asked, her mother only smiled and said he was a busy businessman. But one day, everything changed. At fourteen, Miraal loses the only person she ever had-her mother. Left shattered and alone, she is handed a box her mother had kept for this moment. Inside, a diary and two envelopes reveal the truth her mother had hidden for years: her father is Haider Khan, heir of one of the most powerful families in Pakistan... and he already has five sons Zamin Khan. Zaryaab Khan. Humain Khan. Almeer Khan. Sahil Khan. Prodigies. Famous names. The heirs of the Khan empire. And Miraal-the daughter no one knew existed. Now, after almost fourteen years, she must face the family her mother walked away from, a father who never came for her, and brothers who don't even know she exists. Will they accept her... or will she always remain the forgotten child of the Khans? ✨ A story of love, betrayal, resilience, and a girl who never knew she belonged to one of the most powerful families in the world. ✨️

Betrayed. Framed. Cast out Kanishk, The forgotten prince. The boy whose laughter once filled the palace, now just a name lost to time. Once a beloved prince of Rajvansh, lost everything the night he was accused of a crime he didn't commit. Stripped of his name and honor, abandoned by the family he once called his own. Disappeared into the shadows, vowing never to return. Years later, he has built a new life, far from the suffocating walls of the palace. But fate wasn't done with him yet. As dark secrets unravel and the past refuses to stay buried. Kanishk face the people who turned their backs on him..... A gripping tale of Family, Betrayel, and Redemption, where love and loyalty are tested and a Forgotten Prince must decide-to forgive or to fight. "The past may be buried, but graves don't stay closed forever."

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?