On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July. "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

He wasn't supposed to touch her. Yet here she was in his arms, held like she belonged there, like she had never been meant to stand anywhere else. "Put me down..." Arohi whispered, her voice trembling despite the strength she tried to hold on to. Her hands pressed lightly against his chest, a weak attempt to create distance, but his grip only tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he wasn't letting go. "You still think you have a choice?" His voice was calm, almost soft, but something darker lingered beneath it, something that made her breath hitch. She looked up at him, and what she saw in his eyes wasn't anger or care, it was something far more dangerous. Something that didn't ask. Something that claimed. Years ago, he had left without a word. Everyone thought it was his choice. But the truth was, he left to protect her from himself, from the way his gaze lingered too long, from the darkness inside him that whispered her name like a sin. He thought distance would bury it, that time would erase it. But obsession doesn't fade. It waits. It grows in silence. And now he was back. Standing too close, holding her too tightly, looking at her like he had already crossed a line she didn't even know existed. "I did that once," he said quietly. "Let you go." His hold tightened just slightly. "Not again." In that moment, Arohi understood something she should have realized the second he walked back into her life. He didn't come back to stay. He came back because he couldn't stay away. Because the darkness he once ran from now wanted her. Not gently. Not safely. But completely.

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They met in a world built on attraction, competition, and impossible choices. What began as a spark inside Splitsvilla soon grew into something far more dangerous. Yogesh and Akanksha were never meant to be ordinary lovers. Together, they were a storm disguised as a romance - two fiercely ambitious souls drawn to each other by passion, pride, and an undeniable connection. But love this intense comes with a price. As alliances crumble and betrayals surface, they find themselves standing at a crossroads. They can protect each other and watch the world burn around them, or turn against one another and unleash a destruction neither of them can survive. Because when Yogesh and Akanksha are on the same side, everyone else becomes their enemy. And when they stand on opposite sides, they become each other's greatest downfall. In a story where love feels like war and every choice leaves scars, one question remains: Will they destroy each other... or will they destroy everyone else trying to come between them?

Short story 1- Reel or Real? To revive his fading reality TV fame, Yogesh stages a fake romance with Akanksha. But when she enters *Splitsvilla* as a wildcard and finds real love with a rival, a jealous Yogesh must finally abandon his scripts and strategies. Can he win her back when the cameras stop rolling? Short story 2- Tangled Hearts Chasing reality TV glory, Yogesh plays a dangerous game of strategy, discarding Akanksha for his scripted ex Ruru. But as Gauresh heals her broken heart, jealousy unmasks Yogesh's hidden love. He destroys his own lies to win her back, finally choosing raw vulnerability over a produced crown. Yet, as the final cameras shut down, one haunting question remains: did Akanksha truly forgive his betrayal, or was her final smile just for the cameras? [MATURE STORIES AHEAD] Short story 3- The Secret Reconnection Behind the flashing lights of Mumbai's media frenzy, Yogesh's explosive confession leaves his career in jeopardy and Akanksha trapped in a web of forbidden tension. To escape relentless paparazzi, their closest friends orchestrate a high-stakes midnight decoy mission across Bandra. Cornered in the shadows of a secret rendezvous, raw truths collide with immense financial ruin. Can they survive the unscripted fallout, or will the crushing weight of a looming lawsuit tear them apart? Short story 4 - Green Eyed Jealousy A bitter finale explosion leaves Yogesh's reputation shattered and Akanksha drowning in defensive pride. She pushes him away, demanding absolute space-until a stunning wildcard rival marks her territory. As toxic jealousy turns into a carnal fever, their icy standoff cracks. Can they survive the unscripted fallout of the truth, or will her stubborn walls destroy their only shot at a real connection? And many more!!!

Seven brothers. One house. Endless rules. The eldest five believe discipline is the only way to raise the two youngest into strong, responsible men. But behind the strict routines and constant punishments, the house begins to feel less like a home and more like a cage. The second youngest grows restless, his frustration turning into rebellion with every passing day. Meanwhile, the youngest hides his pain behind silence, determined to be the perfect brother who never disappoints. But when years of bottled emotions finally explode, the truth shatters everything they thought they knew about discipline, family, and love.

🌙 𝐈𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 Rupangi Rajwanshi is a 24-year-old pediatrics student with a chaotic smile, sharp wit, and a heart she hides behind sarcasm. Mischievous, expressive, and unpredictable, she lives life in her own rhythm-never quiet, never simple, never easy to ignore. Marriage was never part of her plan. Especially not like this. One missing groom, one collapsing wedding, and suddenly everything changes. Because the man standing beside her at the mandap isn't the one she was supposed to marry. It's Ashish Rawat. A calm, composed 28-year-old doctor who carries responsibility like second nature and speaks more through silence than words. Steady where she is chaos, grounded where she is impulsive-he is the calm she never expected to meet in the middle of disaster. What begins as an accident slowly turns into something neither of them understands-full of teasing arguments, unexpected comfort, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. 𝐈𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 is a slow-burn rom-com about chaos meeting calm, strangers becoming something more, and love growing in the most unexpected places. 💍 Contract Marriage 🌸 Rom-Com × Slow Burn 🤍 Strangers to Lovers ✨ Opposites Attract 🫶 Forced Proximity 🌙 Calm Gentleman × Chaotic Girl 💌 Love After Marriage 🔥 Playful Banter & Emotional Healing

🌹 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 Aria arrives at her new school carrying more than just a past-she carries a silence sharp enough to cut. She doesn't look for attention, she doesn't ask for friendship, and she definitely doesn't believe in love. Not anymore. Her world is built on rules: Stay small. Stay quiet. Stay hidden. But everything starts to shift the moment Shivansh Rawat begins to notice her in ways she can't ignore. He watches her the way no one ever has-carefully, respectfully, like he's trying to understand the shadows she refuses to speak about. He doesn't push. He doesn't pry. Yet somehow, he gets closer than anyone should be able to. His presence is steady. His patience is disarming. And his care? It's the kind of dangerous that scares her... because she wants it. Aria feels the walls she built trembling against him-this boy who quietly steps into the spaces she guards most fiercely. He makes her question everything she believes about trust, safety, and love itself. But darkness doesn't disappear just because someone kind walks in. As she becomes part of a world filled with loud laughter, fierce loyalty, and friendships that burn bright-Rohan and Avni's fiery clashes, Saavi and Akshat's warm, teasing spark-Aria begins to feel something she has long forgotten: Hope. Hope that terrifies her as much as her past ever did. Because secrets don't stay buried forever. Sometimes they rise exactly when you start to heal. And Aria's past carries shadows that don't loosen their grip easily. Guarded Heart is a story of slow-burning romance, emotional unraveling, and the quiet bravery it takes to let love in when you've learned to fear it. Some hearts hide because they've been hurt. Some hearts protect because they care. And some hearts... collide so intensely, the world around them shifts. 💞 Slow Burn × Emotional Healing 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🫶 Brother's Best Friend 🌸 Found Family & Fierce Friendships 📖 School Life

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This book is the sequel to 'Prisha: The Devil's Solace'. I suggest you read that book first, and then continue with 'Prisha: The Devil's Claim'." _________ She stared at him with trembling eyes, her vision blurred by unshed tears. He was hers-her Rudhransh, her devil, her monster husband. Once, he had belonged only to her. But everything had changed three years ago. Now, he loathed her, despised her with a fury that left scars deeper than any blade. And to hurt her, to shatter whatever was left of her soul, he was doing the unthinkable. He was marrying someone else. He was becoming someone else. The room swam around her as she watched him fill another woman's hairline with vermillion, his fingers steady, his expression indifferent. The mangalsutra lay against her throat like a verdict, final and merciless. Her heart twisted violently inside her chest, every beat sending cracks through her already fragile existence. She took a step back-then another-as the cruel reality crashed down on her, suffocating her completely. Gone. He was gone. The last hope she had nurtured for six years-the hope that one day, somehow, he would be hers again-had just been crushed beneath the weight of his betrayal. Her steps faltered. Her vision darkened. Before she could process the whirlwind of agony ripping through her, she felt herself falling-plummeting into nothingness. Then-darkness. Cold. Silent. Suffocating. A shiver ran down her spine as the eerie quiet wrapped around her like chains, holding her captive. And then-his voice. Deep. Laced with something dangerous. "What will I do with you, dewdrop?" Her breath hitched. No. No. It wasn't possible. Her fingers curled against the unforgiving floor beneath her as realization struck with brutal force. "Is Rudhransh here with her? Or is she just dreaming with her eyes open?" And who is on mandap