AVINASH OBEROI A well known businessman and a Mafia king. He is a cold hearted person who has no mercy towards people who try to ruin the safe environment for women. For him love is nothing. Sristhi Mahajan A simple and sweet girl living an ordinary life engrossed in fictional books waiting for her man to come who will burn down the whole world for her. They both hated each other. But destiny had other plans for them. Will they both accept their marriage? Will this deal marriage bring a spark of love or storm of hatred in their lives? Let's find out in this story. Tropes: Businessman/Mafia king x Reader Enemies to Lovers Forced Marriage to love Touch her and die Forced proximity AVINASH OBEROI X SRISTHI MAHAJAN

PSYCHOTIC ROMANCE #Book 1 of The Executioner Series. "You sick fuck!" she roared. "How DARE you touch me like that?! What the hell do you think I am?" Her voice thundered across the corridor. "Do you not have a mother? A sister? Or are you just a worthless animal who doesn't deserve a family?" ....... ....... She kept her eyes locked on the man. Her voice dropped.... low, venomous. "You filthy bastard. You think you can just slap a woman's ass like it's your birthright? You think your power gives you permission?" ....... ....... The tension crackled like electricity. He stepped forward, his voice like thunder before the storm. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! If you want to stay alive, then shut that fuckable mouth of yours!" He exploded, his voice echoing like thunder through the corridor. ....... ....... "I swear," she spat, trembling but fierce, "I'll make sure you regret this shit with every inch of your entitled existence." He leaned forward. His voice dropped to a lethal whisper. "Take this as a fucking warning from my side. You messed with the wrong man, and I swear to God, I'll show you a hell that'll make your dreams look like nightmares." The man was none other than.... VIKRAM SINGH SHEKHAWAT The King of Rajasthan. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ In a world where silence is deadlier than words, will the Executioner's Heart Finally learn to beat ? ELAHI 🧿 VIKRAM #1 in intenselove #1 in spinechilling

𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑓𝑡. 𝑀𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘 When something shifts between two people who were never meant to look at each other that way... ignoring it doesn't make it disappear. It just makes it more intimate. 𝑺𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒉 𝑴𝒆𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂, someone who has always known where to stop. Careful with her words, her actions, and especially her boundaries. Growing up around the same people taught her one thing-some lines aren't meant to be crossed. She never planned on forgetting that. . 𝑨𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒏, her contract husband. A constant presence. Observant, and the kind of person who notices more than he lets on. He doesn't like to interfere. Doesn't cross lines. Until he does. . What starts as nothing more than shared space turns into something neither of them names. A secret they share that's hidden from everyone. And the distance that should exist between them slowly... disappears. And the more they ignore it- the harder it becomes to pretend it doesn't mean anything. "Someone could walk in." "Then move." "You move." "...or what?" "Or I stop pretending I don't want to kiss you."

Royal romance book 1 Yuvraj Singhania and Saanvi Kapoor Arranged marriage Tropes Mafia King / Businessman × Soft Girl Arranged Marriage of Power & Fate Modern Royalty & Elite Luxury World Protective Husband Trope Slow Burn Romance Stranger to Lovers

TOP 2 IN INDIA (23/08/2026 TOP 1 IN INDIA (23/08/2026 TOP 3 IN INDIA (24/08/2026) He was fire. She was the wind. And together, they could either destroy the world... or heal it. Rana Rudraksh Vardhan-Asia's most powerful businessman and the feared head of the Asian Mafia and the secret crowned prince of Vardhapur. He is untouchable, unbreakable, and cursed. Every woman who marries into the Vardhan bloodline dies within a year, and Rudraksh has embraced that darkness as his fate. Rivanya Bedi is his complete opposite-a compassionate soul with unshakable faith in Maa Gauri. Forced into marriage as a replacement for her step-sister, she is thrown into Rudraksh's world of blood, betrayal, and secrets that could burn her alive. But what she doesn't expect is the man behind the mask... the one whose pain runs deeper than the curse that haunts him. As Shiv meets Shakti, fire meets wind, and love collides with destiny, will their union receive the blessing of the gods? Or will Rudraksh and Rivanya be torn apart by the curse that has claimed every soul before hers? RUDRAVANYA - a story of love, power, and the divine war between fate and faith.

Kiaan, the owner of the famous Bluely Lounge of the city, is the boy behind the mask of the strong man. Who suffers since the day he was born and turned into a man who never wants anything anymore? Except her. Rasha, his best friend's sister, he met unexpectedly. Rasha is afraid of human touch; even holding hands with the strangers made her scrub her skin until the burning sensation replaced the touch. Still, she agreed to marry Kiaan's half-brother.

I don't know who he is, from where he came but I only know that know he become my Accidental Husband. I don't even know how a meeting turn into that where I am getting struck into forest and know in this Forced Accidentally Wedding. A wife I don't even know who is she from where she come but I know one dam! thing I don't belive in this fucking relationship. The Two sould who is opposite from each other, born in opposite side. Where one is cold hearted not belive in love , belive it is only a waste of time and distraction and in his life there is no time for distraction . Only have soft corner for his family, love his mother alot totally is mother boy. And the other one is totally sunshine love her Family alot belive in fairy tale. Princess of her Brothers , Father and uncle. Only daughter after 2 generation. Can love can bloom in this Two Opposite people? Where each other Family is ready kill each other? Or There story remained only a hidden secret?

Nandini's POV "Do you like it, little bird?" Hukum asked softly. Heat rushed to my cheeks. I couldn't even look at him. The mere fact that I was sitting so close to him made my heart race uncontrollably. This was wrong. So wrong. He was the mighty Rajvanshi heir. The man everyone feared. And I... I was nothing more than a servant's daughter. Someone who never belonged in his world. Someone who should never have been here. A lump formed in my throat as tears blurred my vision. Without thinking, I pushed against his chest and quickly tried to move away. I needed distance. I needed to breathe. But before I could take even a single step, his hand wrapped around my wrist. With one pull, I was back beside him. My breath caught. "We're not done yet, wifey." The word hit me harder than it should have. Wifey. My stomach twisted painfully. I shook my head. "I'm not your wife." My voice came out weaker than I intended. "That marriage..." I swallowed. "It was a mistake." For a moment, silence filled the room. Dangerous silence. The kind that made my heart pound harder. Slowly, Hukum stood. His dark eyes locked onto mine. Unblinking. Unreadable. And then- A small smile appeared on his lips. The kind of smile that sent chills down my spine. "A mistake?" he repeated quietly. He took a step toward me. Then another. And another. Until my back hit the wall. Nowhere left to run. Nowhere left to hide. His gaze dropped briefly to the mangalsutra resting against my throat before returning to my eyes. And what he said next made the blood drain from my face. "Then tell me, little bird..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out something. Something that should not have existed. Something that could destroy everything I believed. "If our marriage was a mistake..." His fingers tightened around it. "Then why do I have this?" --- To be continued... 🔥

✦ TEASER ✦ "Adhivan, stop!" The sword froze. Slowly, the king turned toward the voice he hadn't heard in ten years. Saranya stood across the burning throne room. His eyes found hers. And for the first time that night, the man who had brought an entire kingdom to its knees went still. "Adi..." His jaw hardened. "Don't call me that." Her eyes filled with tears. "You came back." A bitter smile touched his lips. "I promised I would, Kanmani." She looked around at her burning home. "Not like this." His smile disappeared. "Neither did you." ⸻ ✦ BLURB ✦ Ten years ago, Saranya Rajvanshi, Princess of Kashwara, watched her childhood best friend leave her palace believing she had betrayed him. Now Adhivan Veeraraj has returned. Not as the sixteen-year-old prince she once knew, but as the feared Maharaja of Thanjora-with an army behind him and revenge on his mind. He believes her family destroyed his. She doesn't even know what she did to make him hate her. And neither of them knows that the truth buried between their kingdoms could change everything. Childhood friends. Bitter enemies. One unfinished past. And perhaps a love that never truly died. #EnemiesToLovers #ChildhoodFriends #RoyalRomance #IndianRomance #HistoricalRomance #SlowBurn #Revenge #Maharaja #IndianPrincess #DesiRomance

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content