*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

#𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ Have you ever wanted something so destructive that it feels like your insides are burning with hatred? Yet, ironically, you long to fall apart and be shattered by this destruction. But is it really destruction, or the beginning of something inevitable? Something specially designed to be a your ruin. He broke me, shattered my soul, and then just sat by, letting me ruin him. He was satisfied, and so was I. We healed, only to break again. We understood it, we are meant to be each other's, an obsession. I am his obsession and so is he mine. We are together until we will be buried dead inside the heaven of sins.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒂... 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆." She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. Read the story to know more.

Completed on stckme #top 4 : 19/10/2025 #top 4 : 20/10/2025 ♡ 𝕬 𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 - ❈ 🎀 𝐿𝒶𝓋𝓈𝒽 🎀 ❈ ♡ Harsh Mudaliar - the CEO? The Mafia? Rich background? The king? The billionaire? Some hidden past? Nope.. nothing. He is just a 27 year old normal middle class software engineer who struggles in his life just like us, working day and night to pay the regular bills. Lavanya Yadav - the Queen? CEO? Rich family? Billionaire? Innocent? Childish? No.. not at all. She is 19 years old, College dropped out, working as a normal receptionist at the hospital to help her family financially. When Harsh's girlfriend doesn't show up in their wedding Harsh parents replace Lavanya in the bride's place. A story of two broken hearts, where harsh got betrayed by his girlfriend and Lavanya got betrayed by her boyfriend. A story of middle class chaos between the two broken souls. How will their journey go ahead? Will everything go smoothly or .....? ♡ ᵀʳᵒᵖᵉˢ : ᴿᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉᵈ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵉ ᴹⁱᵈᵈˡᵉ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᴮʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗˢ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉᵈ ᵖʳᵒˣⁱᵐⁱᵗʸ ᵀᵉˡᵘᵍᵘ ᵃᵐᵐᵃʸⁱ ˣ ᵀᵃᵐⁱˡ ᵖᵃʸʸᵃⁿ ˢˡᵒʷ ᵇᵘʳⁿ ˢᵘⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ ˣ ˢᵘⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ Start on : 18.08.2025

#Top 1 in India (05-18/04/2025) #Top 3 in India (04/2025) #Top 5 in India (05/2025) #Top 6 in India (21/04/2025) #Top 8 in India (05/2025) ⟡ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 X 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 ⟡ ─⭑──────────── A man who paints his demons onto canvas, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 is no stranger to obsession. Silence is his refuge, control in his nature. Marriage was never in his plans-until the echo of a past long buried led him to something he never realized he was seeking. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 was never meant to be his. But when fate delivered her to his feet, he didn't hesitate. Now, she stands at the threshold of a life she never asked for, bound to a man who saved her-but refuses to set her free. Some cages are built from protection. Some saviors are anything but holy. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝗧 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀: • Forced marriage • Morally Grey MMC • Age gap • Dark Possessiveness • rom-com ───────────⭑─

Two souls, once meant to be together, now stand as rivals. As buried secrets rise to the surface, love turns to conflict, and destiny takes a darker turn. When truth finally comes to light, will it heal or tear everything apart? - Tropes : Chubby Female Lead / Gym Rat Male Lead Mafia x Doctor Romance Family Secrets Tragic Past Multi Couple Slow Burn Romance Dark Obsession Fated Lovers Revenge and Hidden Truths "Look at Her and Die" Trope

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ♡ My heart started pounding when I saw him after ten long years. Those dark brown eyes, the way his dimples show when he smiles. Yes, it's him. My first love. I'm on cloud nine. I can't believe he's standing in front of me. My handsome. But then, reality hit me hard. He's not mine. He doesn't even know me. He might not even know I exist. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I faced the painful truth. He was my first crush, but over time, I fell deeply in love with him. I always waited for him, thinking I had lost him forever. I believed I'd never see him again. Today, seeing him after a whole decade, the pain is unbearable. I don't want to accept the truth. I want him to be mine. I want to be his. I want us to be together forever. Will he ever be mine? Will fate bring us together? Can I ever forget him? Will he ever accept me? To find out, dive into "HEARTFELT ROSES." Started on: 01/01/24 Ended on: 12/09/24 Copyright ©️2024

Her laughter didn't belong in his world. It was too soft, too warm-melting through the ice he had spent years perfecting. Aarav Raichand watched her from the shadows, jaw clenched, fists tight. She was not supposed to matter. Not supposed to slip past his defenses. Yet, there she was, sitting at his dinner table, making everyone smile, filling the empty spaces he had long ignored. She didn't belong to them. She belonged to him. His wife. His contract. His possession. Then why did it feel like he was the one losing control?

❝What sin did I commit in my past life that I have to tolerate you in this life?" "A very grave one for which you're still paying." She replied in an overexaggerated manner. "You're too stubborn." He gritted out. "You're too obsessed." "You're the most annoying, obnoxious and bratty person I've met in my twenty seven years of life." He said, provoking her. "And you're the most narcissistic, petty and irritating person I've met in my twenty six years of life." She retorted. "You are too childish." "You are too stuck up." "You- fuck!" He cursed. "It feels like a comedy circus with us hurling abuses and insults at each other." He said tossing his head back and rubbing his hand over his face tiredly. "Can't help when we've a clown in your form.❞ ~ Highest Rankings : #1 in understanding #1 in emotions #1 in emotional #2 in drama #9 in romance

!! 𝐀 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦- 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !! " 𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. " ˙✧🪐 ๋࣭ ⋆｡ °✩ I despised chaos. Loud annnoying noises that disrupted my peace. All I craved was serenity, a sanctuary from the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. But then, like a sudden gust of wind, she entered my life. she was a storm of chaos, who flipped my peaceful world completely upside down. I couldn't stand her. She was embodied chaos itself, and I was determined to despise her until the very end. But little did I know that her chaos would become the only essence of my peace. The chaos is 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐡𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯. I have had my fill of dictators in my life. Everywhere I turned, I encountered coldness. All I yearned for was warmth. The cozy feeling that wraps around you like a soft warm blanket after being drenched in the rain completely and going numb. I have already had enough coldness and dictatorship in my life and the last thing i needed was another person adding to it. He was the epitome of frigidity, capable of freezing you with a single glance. I despise dictators and the chilling aura they bring. And I absolutely despised him. I couldn't stand him one bit. But little did I know that the warmth I was so desperately searching for would be found in that Antarctica of a person. The dictator is 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤.