• 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐌𝐂 × 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐌𝐂 I didn't get distracted. Not by beauty. Not by innocence. And yet, here I was. Watching her. Wanting her. She had no idea that the most dangerous man in Italy had stopped everything just to witness her. I should have driven away. I should have ignored the strange pull in my chest, the hunger curling in my gut. But then she laughed. And I knew I was fucked. Buckle up for a rollercoaster of chaos, comedy, and a whole lot of WTF just happened moments in HBHB-where love isn't just unexpected, it's absolutely ILLEGAL.

It's a sequel to "His Ruthless Possession". NOT A STANDALONE! (The first book is available on Inkitt) The shadow haunts her, stalking her wherever she goes. Someone watches her constantly, and she thought it was just a hallucination until she saw the breaking news and saw one of her biggest nightmares turning into reality. The senator's son is out of jail. He is back. And he is not here to just love her this time, he is here to mark her soul. One last heartbreak. One last battle. And then, Game over.

Anvika Mehta was everything a perfect daughter should be-calm, composed, and bound by honor. But behind the mask of tradition and grace hid a truth only whispered in the shadows. She was an assassin. She was the Devil. Feared across the underworld, Anvika moved in silence and killed without mercy-until the day she met Dominic Zaharov He was wrath made flesh. The cold-blooded king of the Bratva, wrapped in cruelty, carved from violence. A man who didn't ask. He took. Feared by many. Bowed to by all. And when Anvika crossed his path, he didn't flinch-he stabbed her, claiming her as his. What began as bloodshed ended with a ring on her finger. Now, she's bound to him in an arranged marriage that feels more like a war zone than a union. To the world, she's the Bratva's trophy wife. To Dominic, she's a possession-beautiful, dangerous, and his. But Anvika doesn't break. She doesn't bow. And she certainly doesn't forget. She's a ticking time bomb-planning his death with every breath she takes, but Dominic didn't become king by being merciful. He knows exactly what she is... and he craves the challenge. He doesn't want her love. He wants her surrender. She's not the woman he expected. He's not the monster she feared. And in the heart of their twisted bond, something far more lethal brews. Because when a devil and a king go to war... hell isn't big enough for both of them.

♠️ BOOK ONE OF BRIDE SERIES ♠️ "A Queen doesn't need a King to rule". ZAID EDOARDO D'ANGELO X RAJSHREE RAISINGHANIA ____________________________________________ "REVENGE" That's what he wanted from my elder brother. Everything was going smoothly, I was focused on myself. But He entered in our lives and destroyed all my hopes, dreams like a storm. I never wanted to get married yet I gave myself to this monster whose insanity knows no bounds. My brother had betrayed him and he took me as a peace settlement between two Mafia families. I married him. I hated him from the bottom of my heart, each fcking cells, but maybe all this time I wanted a person like him. The man who makes me forget my past demons while he holds me closer..... ____________________________________________ "MONSTER" I'm sick of hearing this, whole life. Yes I'm a monster whose hands had taken numerous lives but I don't give two fcks because all I wanted is power, to rule the fcking World. Driven by Power and Blood. But for her, I was anything but a monster. My inner monster rests when she put my head over her lap. I never thought I would start killing for a woman. My traitor's sister. I wanted her brother's head because he snatched everything away from me. At first I wanted to use her to torment her brother but plans has changed. Now all I want is her and only her. She was torn between duties as a sister and as a wife, who will she chose....a brother or husband? Witness the journey of Heartbreak, betrayals, passion, obsession, hate, love.... Warning ⚠️ : 18+ content Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 "Don't start something you can't finish, Reva", his eyes dangerously roamed all over my body "Are you scared to loose control, Nico", I knew what I was getting myself into, but the adrenaline running in veins tempted me to see the beast unleash. "Undress, Sit on the chair and Open Your Legs wide for me" 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶 What can a Random Kiss with a stranger possibly do? Make you feel good? Maybe. Change your life? Probably. But what happens when a simple kiss turns into a dirty scandal? Reva Raichand, a Beauty with a hint of Bitch, who have the whole Bollywood industry in her chokehold. She is a badass who can do anything to get what she wants but one thing she never saw coming was Nicolas Enzo Moretti, who came to India from Italy just to achieve his dream project. But What happens when Reva pins him to his car and kisses him in front of everyone on his very first day in India? What could possibly go wrong? One kiss. And the scenarios of their life turned upside down. She started it and now he was going to end it.

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 "𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 " 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓 × 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓 (𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒂) "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." She was the family's precious girl, raised under his roof. But obsession doesn't follow bloodlines. And Rudransh? He's never followed rules. Whether she was adopted or not... she was his. And he was ready to burn the whole world to keep it that way. 🌑 A dark, obsessive tale of a man who breaks taboos without apology, and a girl torn between right and ruin. ⚠️ Morally grey romance. Psychological themes. Discretion advised.

#Top 1 in India (05-18/04/2025) #Top 3 in India (04/2025) #Top 5 in India (05/2025) #Top 6 in India (21/04/2025) #Top 8 in India (05/2025) ⟡ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 X 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 ⟡ ─⭑──────────── A man who paints his demons onto canvas, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 is no stranger to obsession. Silence is his refuge, control in his nature. Marriage was never in his plans-until the echo of a past long buried led him to something he never realized he was seeking. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 was never meant to be his. But when fate delivered her to his feet, he didn't hesitate. Now, she stands at the threshold of a life she never asked for, bound to a man who saved her-but refuses to set her free. Some cages are built from protection. Some saviors are anything but holy. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝗧 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀: • Forced marriage • Morally Grey MMC • Age gap • Dark Possessiveness • rom-com ───────────⭑─

"You're never going to talk to him again," he growls, voice thick with dark hunger against my skin. My body tightens, caught between dread and a craving I can't control. "If I see you near him," his breath is hot, low, intoxicating, "I'll fucking kill him. And then I'll make you remember how much you belong to me." ༺❀༻ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐝. Lily thought falling in love with Neel Khanna was the most dangerous thing she'd ever do, but then she met his best friend, Rehyan Malhotra. And now she's caught between the boy who shattered her and the one who's been putting her back together. But that's not it. There's something else. A shadow moving beneath the surface. A phantom steering through the system, untouchable, unseen, rewriting the rules of power. No one knows who they are. No one can stop them. But Lily feels them closing in. Like she was never meant to escape. She was meant to be found.

[On Hold] She didn't know where she was being sent. Her stepmother had told her it was just a job-cleaning, serving, nothing more. But when she stepped in his penthouse, a shiver crawled down her spine. Something wasn't right. The house was silent, dark and cold. The fragrance of something loomed something she couldn't name. Fear? Temptation? Fate? And then, she sees him. Vidyut Roy. Tall, handsome, and devastatingly powerful. A man whose name carries sins-one who is feared, despised (hated) and utterly ruthless. The world already hates him for what he did to his ex-wife, Avyah, for the way he destroyed her without remorse. He was never a hero, never a savior. He was a man who owned, who controlled, who consumed. Mira, on the other hand, is a walking, talking storm of emotions. The kind of girl who dramatically stares out of windows when it rains, narrating her own tragic backstory like she's in a movie. She picks fights with her own conscience, trips over flat surfaces and laughs at her own joke and never shuts up. She is a mess of contradictions wrapped in one stubborn, cute, innocent, dramatic package. But. She doesn't know, this is a cage. And he is already holding the key.