𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙫𝙞 𝙓 𝙔𝙪𝙫𝙧𝙖𝙖𝙟 "𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬-𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝." 𝙂𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙪 𝙓 𝙍𝙪𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙖 "𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫

"I will make sure to give you every thousand reason to fall for me, so that you believe that this human is only made for this gorgeous goddess standing over here....." her head snapped towards me. "That means.... Prof. Garvit Singhania is only made for Prof. Sunidha Kashyap." I completed to which her eyes shone in delight after hearing me out. "Humein iss shadi se koi aitraz nahin hai." And here my heart who was throbbing because of fear soon began to do summer sault out of happiness. "And I would also love to write my name with yours." she said merrily, making me my scratch my neck of of shyness as I felt my ears grew hot and red.. ★ ° . *　°　.　°☆ 　. * ★ ° :. ★ ○ ° #1 in book of poems. #15 in best book ever

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 Forbidden fruit-that's what he was. The one person I should have avoided, yet life kept pulling me closer to him, as if the universe had already written our story. Disaster-that's what he became. One night changed everything, shattering my world and leaving no way back. I'm Sitara Oberoi-a girl with dreams like everyone else. Life hasn't been kind, but I've never stopped trying to create my own fairytale. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 "I should stay away from her." It was a mantra I repeated every day, but fate had other plans, pushing her into my life no matter how hard I tried to resist. She's my forbidden fruit-the one temptation I can't avoid, even though I know she could destroy me. Love? It's not in my vocabulary, and I never planned on letting it in. But Sitara? She's rewriting everything, flipping my world upside down, and I can't stop her. I'm Shaan Rai Singhaniyaa-life's no fairytale, and I've survived its thorns, walking over them like a king. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "𝐴𝑎𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑦𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑘ℎ 𝑟ℎ𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛ℎ𝑖 𝑨𝒂𝒑𝒌𝒐 ?" Sitara teased, her voice playful as she sat beside him, her eyes sparkling like the stars. Shaan's face was unreadable, his voice calm but weighted. "Pehli baar dar mehsoos ho raha hai," he admitted. "Dar? Woh kyun?" she asked, her curiosity evident. "𝑬𝒌 𝑺𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂," he murmured, locking eyes with her, "𝒋𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊." As if on cue, fireworks lit up the sky, their glow reflecting in their eyes, marking a moment neither could forget. ⋅⋆Get ready for A tale of passion and chaos where two fierce souls collide, proving that the greatest risk isn't falling-it's daring to love.

ON HOLD |A DRAMATIC FORCED MARRIAGE| When everything is already predetermined, why do we still wish for our lives to go as we want? I never had big dreams, except for becoming a successful lawyer to do something good for Udaipur, my family. I'm willing to do whatever it takes for their future, but I had no idea I'd have to make such a huge sacrifice for my family's reputation and Udaipur's sake. A sacrifice that would ruin my life. Veeranshu Suryavanshi - just his name fills me with hatred. Yet, I'm taking vows to spend my life with him. Why? Because I'm Udaipur's princess, and I have to ruin my life. This sacrifice will bring only pain, hatred, and tears in return. I thought I'd manage to live for Udaipur and my family's happiness, but how could I forget that with Veeranshu around, every moment would be a struggle? A curse for me. My love for Udaipur and family is matched only by my hatred for him. He forced me to walk on broken glass, but I'll make him walk alongside me too. ★ They took everything away from my Nandini - her reason to live and her hope. But I curse them, that I will poison every breath they take. I won't spare anyone from their family until they are completely destroyed and shattered. Until they beg me for mercy to live their lives. My goal was to annihilate the Rathore family. I wanted to snatch from them the thing that was most precious to them, something they loved more than their own lives. And I got it. Diya Rathore. I never wanted to involve her in my revenge because women are just a weakness for men, they destroy them completely. But she forced me to do this. With her hatred, she made me her hunter. I'll protect her from the world, but no one will be able to protect her from me. I'll become the darkest shadow that haunts her every waking moment, a nightmare from which she'll never awaken. She hates me intensely. And her this hatred that forced me to conquer her. Afterall, she's my bride, my wife, fucking mine

BOOK 1 OF BRIDE SERIES #1 in Top Ten in India #1 in Reluctant _____________________________________________ Aina Deshmukh's name meant "mirror," yet her life reflected nothing but pain and turmoil. Far from the delicate image her name suggested, Aina's existence was marred by a painful past, leaving her wary of love and reluctant to trust anyone, especially men. Her heart had long been shattered, and the idea of happiness felt like a distant dream. Shaan Singh Rathore, whose name meant "pride," was a man whose success spoke louder than words. Ambitious, confident, and indifferent to the concept of love, he built his empire on the belief that emotions only made one weak. To him, love was a fantasy-a notion he dismissed without hesitation. Can Shaan, the man who never believed in love, finally admit that Aina is the one who has the power to change everything?

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 They hated each other. Academic rivals. Family friends. Nothing more. Years apart felt like freedom- Until fate brought them face to face again. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔... I kissed her back. Once. Twice. But then I forced myself to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open in confusion. I cupped her face gently, brushing my thumb across her cheekbone. "l'll hate myself tomorrow if I take advantage of this moment." "I'd never hate you," she whispered, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're the only place I feel safe." And it hit me harder than the kiss. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... I broke the kiss, breathing heavy, my forehead resting against hers. "You belong to me," I whispered, voice raw. "I'm your husband, Ruhi. Not him. Me." She swallowed hard, her lips still trembling. "I know," she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" "No. Listen to me." He cupped her face, firm but not rough. "You're mine to hold. Mine to protect. Mine to kiss. Mine to fight with. Mine to lose sleep over. Not some asshole who thinks a toy will get him what he wants."

A man who fought against patriarchy, stood with widow and fought for rights of a woman & A woman who dropped her veil and taught concept of equality to society. 1968..ᝰ.ᐟ "Once you adored the veil..learn to keep your eyes down not ahead. For centuries woman in this country have been duped and this con is know as A respectful girl" "Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid above" ꫂ❁ वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी𓂃 Journey of a young lady who was passionate about being self reliant in 90s era however destiny whispered something which could not help but tied her in such circumstances which let her identity carry surname of a man who was prominent criminal lawyer of prayagraj ( Uttar pardesh) One was calm breeze of night which rolled out calmness sense in body While other one was storm of night whose gaze is enough for piercing veins in terror. What would happen if their perspective on flames of life would clashed in holy relationship of marriage and let give rise of new fire of alien emotion, situation and condition.... Chiefly will Mrinalini Mishra be able to cherish her life moments while ascending stairs of success or would cease her thoughts on being self depended just because of new stage of life which leads to an unknown place.. A place where she discovered buried secrets, forbidden tales.. which was nightmarish for her and for society. 18+ As this book deals with crimes, casteism, child abuse, assaults, adult themes and other such things she doesn't face domestic violence from her husband as He is a man who worships feminine essence. Cotton saree × Kashmiri Shawl 🪞🐚🤍 Gajra, glass bangles, bindi, silver anklets & etc!

"From Childhood i have desired him, Admired him, I can go to any extent to get him" Yashna Rajvansh, A Women who is madly in love with her childhood crush and ready to do anything to get him. "I don't believe in love or marriage, I have only one goal" Abeer Singh Rathore, A man who is feared across the continent. Will Love find their way ?

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. ❝𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐟. 𝐀𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲?❞ 𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐕𝐈 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐀𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫? ────── 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧!!! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃.

"A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.