COMPLETED/AVAILABLE ON STCK #The guards series: book 1 Karikalan was born with nothing but a name and a fire in his soul. Betrayed by fate, hardened by loss, he clawed his way up from the dirt to become the right hand of Dhananjay Raghav Thevar. Feared. Respected. Untouchable. His past was buried beneath blood and loyalty... until she came along. Mayuri. The boss's ignored daughter. Off-limits in every possible way. At nineteen, Mayuri was a whirlwind of defiance and curiosity, untouched by the darkness Karikalan had long embraced. When she was assigned a bodyguard, she got him... a man who met her fire with ice, who challenged her at every turn, who never once saw her as anything more than a nuisance. She fell first. Hard. But Karikalan? He refused to fall at all. Their relationship was a war... tempestuous, reckless, forbidden. She was a line he couldn't cross, and he was a battle she refused to lose. Yet, in a world where power dictated love and loyalty came at a price, some lines weren't just dangerous. They were deadly.

"From the moment I saw her, I knew she would be my downfall." Charvik Singh Thakur never believed in love at first sight. Then he saw her. One glimpse was enough to turn admiration into devotion. One smile was enough to make him forget every rule he had ever lived by. While the world saw an ordinary woman, Charvik saw something sacred-someone worth protecting, worshipping, and destroying kingdoms for. --- "I wasn't looking for her. Fate dragged her into my path anyway." Prarambh Veer Pratap Singh built his life on control. Love was never part of the plan. She was supposed to be temporary. A mistake. A replacement. Instead, she became the woman who turned his house into a home, his son into hers, and his carefully guarded heart into a battlefield. Now, two men who never believed in surrender have found the one woman capable of bringing them to their knees. And heaven help the person who tries to take her away. A story of obsession, devotion, family, secrets, and the terrifying lengths a man will go to for the woman he loves.

Prologue- In a dimly-lit forest, a young girl was running away from someone. When suddenly, a man seized a fistful of her hair from behind. "Aahh... please, let me go," the girl cried in pain, clutching his hand, her eyes brimming with tears as she struggled to break free. "Teri itni himmat! Ab dekh me kya karta hun!" (You dared to escape from me. See what I am capable of now)he retorted, his grip unrelenting. "Please, let me go. I'm marrying your brother in just two days," she pleaded through the pain, her tear-stained cheeks showing signs of bruising. "Never! You are mine!" he bellowed, violently yanking her hair, causing her to cry out in agony. "Tere dil aur jism pe sirf mera haq hai. SIRF MERA!" (Only I have rights on your heart and body. Only IHe said while dipping his face into her neck, inhaling her sweet intoxicating scent which aways makes him go crazy. "I will never let you go. He is not worthy of you. You will marry me only!." Turning her forcibly, he seized her in a forceful kiss, his cruel lips biting into her already swollen, tender ones, drawing blood. "LEAVE ME, YOU MONSTER!" She shouted in fury, her eyes brimming with tears. The moment those words escaped her lips, she received a brutal slap across her face. "YOU UNGRATEFUL WOMAN! JUST WAIT AND SEE WHAT I SHALL DO TO YOU!" He bellowed with seething anger as he backhanded her which made her fell down and she covered her face crying, in fear. Then, he clenched her hairs in his fist and began to drag her somewhere mercilessly.

NEHA NANDA x VARDAAN RATHORE Teaser: "I hate you already, Mr Rathore. Don't make me hate you more. I will forget everything you've done to betray me if you let me and my father go." His head tilts in that dangerous, deranged way as a smirk I've never really seen makes its way to his cold lips. "Escape me, wife? That desperate to leave your husband without meeting him one last time?" My hands tremble and lower lip quivers because his words, his face, his eyes, his whole existence is itching on my rage and belief. I trusted him. I trusted him. I trusted this man right in front of me and I should've known Men can never be trusted. Atleast not the Politicial tyrants who sits in the Indian Parliament, politicians who walks and talks with humbleness, politicians who wear white collared kurtas and manipulates like the Machiavelli himself. I do what I should've done long before instead of giving him a control on my heart and body. I retrieve my webley pistol and point it in his direction. He still has the fucking audacity to walk towards me, say the manipulative words I was expecting, "Worth the gift, doll. You- holding my gifted pistol, should I kneel for the honour?" My jaw grits so hard and tighter, "I told you, I will kill you if I see you again." "You want to kill all of me? By all means. Whatever my pretty wife wants." He smiles. * * * She was forced to marry a decade old politician. He willingly married the woman, who was predestined to be his wife. Their union was inevitable. Her motive was clear, Revenge. For all the misconceptions that destroyed her family seven years ago. And for all the misconceptions that might lead to her destruction as well. * * * (Access early chapters on stck: author_july04) DIVINE SERIES BOOK ONE INTERCONNECTED STANDALONES

"Meera... Meera... do you know how much days I have waited for you? How many nights I've desired to be near you, coddle you with my care, pamper you with my kisses and drench you with my love, to proudly announce to the world that you're my wife. The day is not even a month away. But now you've decided to back away..... no..no... you can't and YOU WILL NOT" It all started with a mere glance which gave me mystical butterflies. Things slowly took a turn, I yearned more. The need to hear her velvety voice, to hold her hands, embrace her, admire her, kiss her soul increased gradually. . . . Embark on the journey of Arjun Niro Joel and Meera Rajan filled with love, intimacy, hatred and despair. Is it destiny that's trying to pair them together or a sinful mind waiting to play with their lives? *Cover from pinterest*

In a world where love is often celebrated as a mutual bond of trust and understanding, there exists a darker side-an obsession so consuming that it disregards the very essence of love itself. Devraj, a man driven by an uncontrollable desire, has fixated on one woman: Indu. To him, she is the embodiment of everything he has ever wanted, and he is willing to go to any lengths to make her his, regardless of the cost to her happiness. Indu, once a spirited and independent young woman, finds herself trapped in a nightmare she never imagined. What began as a seemingly innocent courtship quickly devolved into a suffocating obsession. Devraj's love is not the tender, selfless affection she once dreamed of but a possessive, relentless force that leaves her with no escape. He is determined to marry her, to bind her to him forever, without a second thought for her feelings or desires. In a story where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, Indu must navigate the treacherous path laid before her, seeking a way out of a life she never chose. But with each passing day, the walls close in, and the choice between survival and surrender becomes increasingly blurred.