👑 Arkakshetra-a kingdom where power speaks louder than truth. 🌙 When a mysterious traveller enters its gates, fate begins to shift. ⚔️ Ancient secrets, forbidden desires, and a world built on power await him. 🥀 One unexpected encounter will change two lives forever. 🖤 Because sometimes, the greatest war is the one fought by the heart.

His Husband Series: Book 1 Kartik Arora has everything a person could ask for-success, respect, wealth, and a loving family. As the CEO of Arora Corporation, his life is perfectly organized, leaving little room for surprises. Advik Sharma lives a simple life in Jaipur, surrounded by warmth, family, and the comfort of everyday routines. Gentle, shy, and caring, he finds happiness in the little things-a cup of tea, home-cooked meals, and taking care of the people he loves. When an arranged marriage unexpectedly brings their worlds together, two strangers must learn to share not just a home, but their lives.

🖤 BOOK 1 OF THE SIN SERIES 🚨 ACP Advay Rathod was raised to hunt criminals - not fall for them. 🖤 The prime suspect? Zeyaan Mirza - charming, unpredictable, and possibly insane. ⚡ One believes in justice. The other rewrites the rules of chaos. 🔥 Investigation turns personal when obsession replaces suspicion. 💣 In this case, love might be the ultimate crime. © 2026 by silentwriter_24 All Rights Reserved. This story is my original work. Please do not copy, translate, repost, or reproduce any part of this book without my permission. ⚠ Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, organizations, and situations are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to real people or incidents is coincidental. This story contains crime, violence, mature themes, and Boys' Love (BL) romance intended for mature readers.

[THE VOWS OF FAITH, #2] KANAK Six years of marriage. A lifetime, people would say. To the world, Vanraj and I are still the perfect couple. Wealth, power, and a marriage untouched by time. But behind the closed doors of our carefully curated life, we've become strangers sharing a house that's far too large for two people who no longer know how to speak to each other. Only one thing has remained constant: sex. If I start pulling at the thread of this marriage... Which end will finally unravel first? Him. Or me. ~~~~~ VANRAJ It wasn't destiny. I spent years hating her. I married her because of that hate. Silence is a slow-acting poison, and it's been killing us both. The only time she's truly mine is when I'm inside her. When I'm not, I'm losing her. She is a rose. Velvet, thorny, and the only thing that makes my cold blood run hot. She wants out. She wants to tear up our oaths and disappear into oblivion. But she's forgotten who I am. I'll burn this entire legacy to the ground before I let my rose wither. ~~~~~ This standalone features a second chance fueled by years of lethal silence, bone-deep obsession, and aggressive scenes of sex in anger that will leave you breathless. It contains a guaranteed HEA and no cheating.

It's a BL Love story with a little bit of darkness inside 💠 ( It's My Original Work Not A Fanfiction) _________________________________________ A marriage he couldn't remember, a person he couldn't place in his mind, and an unspoken bond that would shackle him in ways he never imagined. His indifference to love was shattered in one reckless moment, and suddenly, he was caught in a web of obsession that was slowly suffocating him. •••••••• "You think you can run away from me?" The voice was dark, dripping with menace. The man moved closer, his breath hot against Vishal's ear. "After everything that happened that night in that hotel... you're dreaming." Vishal barely had time to react before he was slammed against the wall, the impact stunning him. His breath hitched, but the man's gaze never wavered-intense, unwavering, as if he owned him completely. His hands gripped Vishal's wrists, pinning him in place. Vishal struggled, but the man was relentless. The cold, calculating intensity in his eyes sent a shiver down Vishal's spine. His will to resist was slipping away, crushed under the weight of the promise in the man's voice. The man's lips brushed against his ear, a final whisper that made Vishal's blood run cold. "I won't divorce you. Not in this life. Not in any other life." ( Coming soon ) ___ Boxer/Doctor X Russian Mafia Enemies To Lovers Contract Marriage Drama x Humour Revenge Sunshine meets Mr Grumpy Possessive lover Bl ( Boy's love)

𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝗳 ~𝘼 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ An arranged marriage. A rich playboy. A girl who barely speaks above a whisper. Ishaan Singh Rathore lives for the thrill-fast cars, loud music, and fleeting romances. He's the kind of man who's never looked past tomorrow. Payal Grewal is his opposite in every way. Quiet, gentle, and devoted to her traditions, she's spent her life honoring a promise made before she was born-one that now binds her to Ishaan in marriage. Their grandfathers made a pact. Now it's time to fulfill it. But how can a man who's never taken love seriously handle a woman who's never known anything else? She's silence. He's chaos. And they've been destined for each other since before they could speak. Can opposites really attract-or will this marriage break before it even begins?

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞? 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔?" ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴀɪꜱᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱʟᴀᴘ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ. "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭" ••• "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝" ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. ••• "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦" "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠?" "𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞!" ••• "𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞"

Highly mature content A game of revenge, love, hatred and manipulation. #1 in desi love #1 in lonely #1 in adult-content #1 in recommendation #1 in watty #1 in fiction

His bride ran away before midnight. Humiliated, furious, and one drink away from losing control, CEO... never expected comfort from the last person he wanted to see again-his school rival. The same rival who secretly spent years obsessed with him. Now, somewhere between revenge, desire, and dangerous truths, hate starts feeling disturbingly close to possession. And the worst part? Midnight already passed.

Aarav Singh Chauhan, 35, wears his past in ink and silence. Once full of light, he now walks alone-learning to live, but never quite free of the shadow of Shaurya Shekhawat, the man he once called husband. Some bonds don't break. They echo. [CONTINUATON TO A Royal's Desire, A Mafia's Promise] ONLY FOR HINDI AND URDU READERS