𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨?" In a world where love stories begin at parties or libraries, Shivangi's began in a clinic. She was a writer, creating perfect characters with perfect endings. He was a doctor, trained to fix everything-except maybe what his own heart refused to admit. They didn't fall in love at first sight. They stumbled. Through pain. Through vulnerability. Through check-ups and awkward silences. This is their story. 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰. 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭. 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥.

✨𝙀𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨✨ . . . . Anvi Rajvansh had it all - power, brains, beauty, skills that broke the charts, and a life running at 5G speed. At twenty-five, she was a global business empress, a Michelin-level chef, a polyglot queen, a hacker who could make world governments sweat, and an actress who caused box offices to bow. She was flawless. Unmatched. Unbothered. Except... she was single. Not by choice, but because no man could match her wavelength. And then she died - going out like a legend - while saving a child. But destiny wasn't done with her. She awakens in a parallel world, inside a romance novel she once skimmed and hated. A trash plot. A cringe love story. And worst of all? She is not the heroine. She is the villainess. A side character made to look clingy, jealous, unwanted - a punching bag for the fake heiress who stole her identity, her family, and even her fiancé. But this is not the same Anvi. This Anvi comes armed with genius, grace, and god-tier abilities. This Anvi won't be anyone's background character. This Anvi will rewrite fate itself. And somewhere in the shadows, watching her every move, stands Abhimaan Singh Rathore - the richest man in this world, a royal king of Rajasthan, a storm wrapped in velvet... and the novel's original villain. But the moment he sees the new Anvi, something inside him snaps. He becomes obsessed. Protective. Possessive. And fate starts shifting around them like a loyal soldier. With one reborn goddess and one dangerously devoted king on the board, this world is about to get flipped upside down. . . . . . 🌸💕🌸

A tale of Love And Revenge~ (Lovers to Enemies) "Dekha?" His voice was cold...too calm for the chaos he'd created. His fingers dug into her arm as he spoke again, sharper this time. "Ye sab jhoot nahi tha. Tumne sirf mera time waste kiya" Suhani's eyes widened, disbelief flooding her trembling body. Tears escaped her eyes, one after another, as though her heart had finally found a way to bleed. "Nahi..." she whispered, her voice breaking under the weight of his name. He let out a low, mocking laugh. "Tum sirf mere time pass ke liye thi" he said, each word falling like shards of glass. "Aur jab sab mera hai... tum kisi kaam ki nahi" Her knees weakened as he pushed her away. The world around her blurred, but the faces in front of her were all too clear...the same people she once called her own. The same faces that once smiled with her, now smirking at her ruin. "You can't do this..." she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Please" He looked away, a smirk curling on his lips. It wasn't the first time he'd hurt her...but this time, it felt final. This wasn't the first time he'd hurt her. She had endured it all... the humiliation, the harsh words, the endless nights of tears. But betrayal... that was something even her heart wasn't ready for. She once believed that silence could heal him, that her love could soften his storms. But she was wrong. The people she loved were the ones who broke her. They whispered behind her back..."His personal plaything" "his timepass" "his mistake" And every time those words reached her, he told her it was fine... that the world was jealous... that this was love... That this is what love looks like. No it doesn't! But tonight, standing in front of the man she gave everything to, Suhani finally understood... Love wasn't supposed to feel like imprisonment. And this? This wasn't love at all. Ranks~ #2nd in Trend #2nd in Karma

Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

| Jo dikha h vo hota nahi, aur jo hota h vo dikhta nahi....🥀 | . . He married her to destroy her . But what if she was already Shattered? Rudransh singh rathore is burning with revenge. The man who killed his family now lives in luxury - and Rudransh's plan is simple: marry his enemy's daughter and ruined her life. But Avni Mehra is not what he expected. Behind her soft eye is a soul broken by the same man. As hatred turns into obsession and truth begins to unravel, Rudransh is forced to face a brutal question: " What happens when the enemy you seek to destroy is the only person who truly understand your pain? " A dark tale of revenge, lies, forced love - and two broken souls trying to survive the storm. ----- Author note : Please read till..chapter 5 to decide if you like it or not ❤️ ---- "Leave me," Avni said softly, her voice shaking. She tried to move away, but Rudransh held her by the waist and pulled her closer - gently, but firmly. "Why?" he asked in a calm, deep voice. "Are you scared... that you might start feeling something for the man you hate?"

He loved her like breathing. And yet, he chose to ruin her. Elena Morette was innocent, kind-hearted, nothing like the family she was born into. But the Russis didn't see her. They saw a pawn, a tool to destroy the family she belonged to. William Russi knew her father's betrayal, her family's crimes, and the price of bloodlines. And so he married her-not for love, but for revenge. The marriage was an illusion. A trap. And the moment the vows were done, the plan was revealed. Two hearts bound by hatred. One love buried beneath revenge. Some loves aren't accidents. They are chosen ruins.

Please... don't do this." Only he could hear me. but he ignored my plea . i know he can hear but he didn't listen. god please stop this I don't want to be with him please god but seems like god also couldn't hear me or he doesn't want to hear me . The priest's voice echoed through the quiet hall, solemn and commanding "Do you take Mr. Advika Rathod to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?" He said confidently, "Yes, I do." The priest then turned to me. I could feel my tears slipping silently down my cheeks, my body trembling with fear and exhaustion. "Do you take Aviraj Ranawat to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?" I opened my mouth to deny, to scream, but his cold, piercing stare froze me in place. My heart thudded violently in my chest, and my voice came out as a broken whisper: "Ye... yes... I... do..." The priest pronounced, "You are husband and wife. You may now kiss." --------------------- Author's Note This book is a work created entirely by me. Every character, scene, emotion, and storyline comes from my own imagination and effort. Please do not copy, reproduce, or claim any part of this work as your own. Respect the time, creativity, and dedication that went into building this story. Content & Age Warning (18+) This book is strictly intended for mature readers aged 18 and above. It contains intense themes, emotionally heavy situations, dark elements, and mature relationship dynamics that may not be suitable for younger audiences. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to possessive behavior, morally grey characters, psychological tension, violence, or mature romantic situations, please proceed with caution. By continuing to read, you acknowledge that you understand the nature of this content and are comfortable engaging with mature themes. And Please ignore my mistakes .

Cossette Jonas thought marriage would save her. Instead, it killed her. On the day she wed Frost Thomas-the man she had loved in silence for years-she believed she was stepping into a fairytale. What she didn't know was that behind his cold eyes and her stepmother Anika's perfect smile, a trap had already been set. Frost never wanted her... he only wanted to secure her fortune and hand everything over to his true desire-his mistress. Betrayal cut deeper than vows, and Cossette's happily-ever-after ended in blood. But fate gave her a second chance. Reborn before her doomed wedding, Cossette is no longer the naive bride. This time, she will smile at her enemies, play the perfect daughter, and wait for the right moment to strike. With her best friend Betha at her side and the dangerous, magnetic Ray entering her world, Cossette begins weaving a game of love, lies, and revenge. Anika wants her inheritance. Frost wants his mistress. But Cossette? She wants their downfall. And this time, the bride will not be the sacrifice-she'll be the executioner.

Rohan Kapoor (32): The male protagonist. Charismatic, intelligent, but consumed by a burning desire for revenge. He lost everything - his parents, his family business, his childhood home - due to the deceit and negligence of the Sharma family. He has meticulously planned his vengeance for years, presenting a perfect facade to the world. He believes the Sharmas deserve to suffer as much as he did. His methods range from psychological manipulation to calculated physical and emotional abuse, seeing Aisha only as a tool. Aisha Sharma (22): The female protagonist. Sweet, gentle, naive, and deeply traditional. She has led a sheltered life, compliant to her parents' wishes. She believes in love, loyalty, and the sanctity of marriage. Unaware of her family's past misdeeds, she walks into the marriage with an open heart, seeing Rohan as her destiny. Her innocence will be systematically shattered.