Vikrant Shergill. The most feared gangster in the city. The moment people lay eyes on him, fear spreads like wildfire. He is no less than Yamraj himself. His dark and dangerous aura is enough to keep everyone at a distance, no girl even dares to come close to him. On the other hand, there is Anmol Mishra... innocent, soft-hearted, and completely opposite to him. Bound into a relationship with Vikrant because of her elder sister, she finds herself trapped in a world she never belonged to. Will Anmol be able to survive with a man whose life revolves around violence and bloodshed? 🇹 🇷 🇴 🇵 🇪 🇸  ➪𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ➪𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩𝐞 ➪𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐅𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ➪𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➪𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

"𝑴𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕, 𝑫𝒐𝒍𝒍... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆."

He knew my coffee order before we met. He knew my childhood address. He knew what I was afraid of. I thought I came to Chennai for my father's debt. Vikram Arjun Naidu had been waiting for me for eighteen months. The terrifying part isn't that he's a billionaire. Or a crime lord. Or the kind of man entire cities fear. The debt was never the point. I was.

When her elder sister's affair with her own ex is exposed, the scandal shatters two families in a single night. Betrayal burns, reputations crumble-and in the wreckage, she becomes collateral damage. Her brother-in-law doesn't scream. He doesn't beg. He plans. Cold. Calculating. Patient. She was never meant to be anything more than a pawn in his revenge-a living reminder of the sister who humiliated him. But the moment his eyes meet hers, something dark shifts. Obsession replaces anger. Possession replaces pride. He divorces the woman who betrayed him without a backward glance. And the very day the court seals the papers, he marries her sister-delivering the cruelest blow imaginable. What began as vengeance turns into a dangerous game of desire. Because he may be a devil in love... But devils don't fall without dragging someone into the flames with them.

✧༺ 𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐕𝐈𝐊 𝐱 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐑 ༻✧ Some stories begin with love. This one begins with finding a family. When Heer's world shatters overnight, she is thrown into a life she never imagined-a life filled with strangers who are suddenly her family, brothers she never knew existed, and a home that doesn't quite feel like hers. Lost, heartbroken, and carrying the weight of her mother's absence, Heer struggles to find her place among the powerful Raichands. But while she fears being unwanted, the truth is far different. Because somewhere between Rakshit's silent care, Rihaan's endless teasing, Kanishk's chaos, Priyansh's unwavering support, Arhaan's warmth, and Shaurya's fierce protection, Heer slowly discovers what it means to belong. And then there is Rutvik. The boy who falls first, The boy who waits. The boy who looks at her as if she is every beautiful thing the world forgot to name. What begins as friendship blossoms into a love story filled with stolen glances, soft confessions, inside jokes, forehead kisses, and a boy who never lets her doubt her worth. But life isn't only made of happy moments. Secrets surface. Hearts break. Fears return. Relationships are tested. And Heer must learn that family isn't always the one you're born into-sometimes it's the people who choose you every single day. Filled with sibling chaos, unconditional love, emotional healing, unforgettable friendships, heart-fluttering romance, and a heroine who finds her voice amidst the noise, Heer is a story about grief, belonging, and the kind of love that turns strangers into home. "THIS IS THE STORY OF HEER-THE GIRL WHO WAS LOVED SO FIERCELY THAT EVEN HER BROKEN PIECES LEARNED HOW TO SHINE AGAIN." ❀TROPES❀ High school romance 6 Protective Half brothers Bad boy x good girl Best friend's sister x Brother's best friend He fell first and harder No bullying 12th x 11th Rom-com Bold girl

Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) #1 in Top10 in India (7/8/9/10/11/13/14) of May 2026 #2 in Top10 in India ( 12/15/16/17 ) of May 2026

"𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏, 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒊." ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆ You can run away from a normal man- but can you run from the owner? The lunatic. The public threat of Uttar Pradesh. She returned to her home town with a hope to have peace- But she was handed straight to the devil. Hate and annoyance planted the seed- of obsession, of control, over a girl who had never been allowed to heal. A marriage she never asked for. A life she wasn't ready for. But now that it's hers- will she run from it? Or turn it around, on her own terms? ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION © All Rights Reserved

The story is set in early 1990s in a rural area. A bond is formed due to the promise of honour and respect. A marriage out of necessity and maybe a little bit of obsession. A girl filled with the hope of love and a guy completely enamored by her. How will their life unfold? ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It is inspired by the serial named "Begusarai". But only inspired, the story is completely mine. As I said before this is based in a rural area so am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

Ikroor Shehgal, 26 the iron-willed heiress of the Shehgal empire. Raised to be unbreakable, she is the perfect successor to Shehgal Industries, cold, precise, and untouchable. Beneath the polished façade of legality, she secretly reigns as the silent queen of a hidden cannabis empire, ruling the weed kingdom without mercy. She speaks little, feels less - at least that's what the world believes. Her parents receive nothing beyond necessary words, while only her dadi holds the key to the fragile pieces of her heart. She despises her younger sister, seeing weakness where she was taught strength. Emotionless by design... yet somewhere in the shadows of her guarded soul, Ikroor quietly longs for a love she was never allowed to have. Agastya Raghavan, 32 the golden heir of the powerful Raghavan dynasty. To his parents, he is their flawless prince - gentle, obedient, and impossibly composed. To the world, he is a ruthless nightlife magnate, ruling casinos and shadowed empires with a single calculated glance. Calm. Strategic. Untouchable. Beneath his legal throne lies a darker truth - the unseen mastermind of a feared international syndicate, merciless in power and betrayal. He does not forgive. He does not forget. But behind closed doors, for the few he loves, Agastya is warmth wrapped in steel - fiercely protective, quietly possessive, and devastatingly loyal. He does not give his heart easily. But when he does... it is forever.