#Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...

In the heart of a vibrant city, Ishita's bakery radiates warmth and familiarity-a cherished retreat for locals. Yet beneath her gentle smile, whispers hint at a hidden resolve and a past marred by unspoken injustice. Across town,But one man is close to unraveling her secret. Ranveer, a sharp and intuitive detective, is tracking down a string of vigilante killings, unaware that the woman he loves is the one behind them. As the mystery tightens, their paths cross in ways neither could anticipate. How long can Ishita remain invisible? And what will happen when Ranveer uncovers the truth? In a world where trust and deceit are intertwined, one question lingers: Can justice truly be served without sacrifice? Ranveer commands respect as a prominent businessman, his polished exterior belying a relentless drive to follow cryptic clues. Drawn to an unidentified enigma lurking in the shadows, he pieces together a puzzle that promises to upend everything he thought he knew. In a world where every comforting facade conceals a secret, how long can the truth remain buried beneath layers of deception?

"𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃." 𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐀 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐀 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞 7 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 1 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑢𝑡 ? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚 ? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠?

A story of a Prince, a most eligible bachelor, 1st youngest business man and won lots of awards pf business tycoon. His past changed him totally. "Love" and "girls" are most hated word for him. But destiny played it's game. He fell in love with his arranged wife. Hardest. But what will happen when his own love, his own wife will betray him? Break him? __________________ *I gripped on her shoulder. my eyes burning with hate, betrayal she gave, but I still asked her, I want to know from her* "you shared them location? " "y-yes.. bu~" "you were behind it all? " "please list~" "you tried to kill them? " "let me exp~" "yes or no" "y-yes... i-i was the o-one" " aapka aur humara rishta khatam... chali jayiye... it's over... don't show me your face" *I said while losing grip on her shoulder. I turned away from her, my heart aching, shattering in pieces*

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

Kabir Raichand was a man made up of two things. Power and Destruction. He carried insanity so inexplicably surreal, you'd always want to make sense of it, desperate to seek the reality this man dabbles in, if there's one. Because he smiles in a way that's alluring to the Gods. They call him heaven's favourite, nothing and nobody ever defies him. But beneath that ethereal face, lives a demon, a seething monster whose greed for power and control never succumbs, whose presence sheathes itself so skillfully, you're always.... always caught off-guard. He's not a man you should ever surrender your heart to. He breaks them. Shatters them to pieces. And he watches with a sick smile as you mourn over yourself. But no one would ever blame you if you ever fall for the devil's charm. For when he sets his eyes on you, there's no turning back. Rivaah Verma made that mistake. Walked into his life with an inebriated luck, defied the heaven's favourite, challenged his unleashed control, looked down on his insurmountable power. In return, destiny wrote him in her fate, and Kabir Raichand sealed it with a heartbreak.

Book 1 of Ranawat Series Opposites attract? Opposites collide.. She didn't trust men. She didn't trust Trust. She lived in pain and had learnt to thrive in it. He was busy being the best. He didn't have time for anyone. Even himself. But under all that calm he was lonely. Both didn't believe in fate. But it was fate that brought them together. They collided like two blackholes and their explosion created the most beautiful symphony of passion and desire. Their love is a storm. The question is - will they wield it or let it destroy their very beings? This is the story of Ishani and Ayansh Tropes: Forced marriage Arranged marriage CEO X CEO Dark romance Cold mmc X Cold fmc Billionaire romance Indian romance

COMPLETED!!!!!! #BOOK1 IN THE HISTORICAL SERIES CAN BE READ ALONE "Humne aapse vivaah bas apne raajya ke sammaan ke liye kiya hai, humse or koi aas mat rakhiyega" I said to him in an emotionless tone. (I married you just because of the pride of my kingdom, don't expect anything more from me) "humne bhi ye vivaah apne Bhaisa ke sammaan or unki galati ki kshama maangne ke liye hai, humein aapse kshama ke atirikta or koi aas nahi hai." he said while looking into my eyes, I don't know why his words pierced my heart. Am I that helpless? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (1470) AADRIKA SINGH SHEKHAWAT : princess of Udaipur was forced to marry the prince of Jodhpur. Being a princess, she has always got what she wanted but not a swayamvar. The man she was supposed to marry ran from her wedding, will she get the love from the replaced husband of hers? MEGHRAJ SINGH RATHORE : Prince of Jodhpur and brother of the groom. he is ruthless but soft only with her. he is mature but childish only with her. he is the PRINCE and the REPLACED HUSBAND only for her.

This is a Mahabharata fanfiction... ----------------------------------------------------------------- In the realm of three interconnected kingdoms - Hastinapur, Gandhar, and Kuntiboj - a tale unfolds that weaves together the fates of diverse characters. ----------------------------------------------------------------- At its heart lies the enigmatic birth of Karna, a child born of Suryadev's radiance and bearing the essence of a hidden deity. As his story unfolds, Karna's destiny becomes a bridge between worlds, leading to the convergence of royals, mystics, and devotees. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Amidst secrets, curses, and unexpected alliances, "Threads of Fate: Karna - The Son of Two Worlds" explores the choices that shape destinies, the bonds that transcend blood, and the ultimate path to fulfilling an otherworldly legacy. -----------------------------------------------------------------

MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE "You didn't trust me" Guilt wash over her when a tear cascades down his eye. He is crying for the first time. She is the sole reason behind his tears. "I am sorry" She lowers her eyes in shame. He steps closer to her gripping her forearm with his left hand. A shiver rolled down her spine not due to their proximity but due to the tension vibrating between them. She looks up and her heart crack in response as betrayal brims his eyes. "You claimed to love me but you couldn't trust me. Is our love so fragile ?" His words cut through her soul. The question felt like a mock. Question on their relationship. Question on her trust for him. Question on her lover for him. "I trusted you with everything. I strip off my every layer for you. I bared my soul to you. You are the only one whom I allowed to do this and I get this in return. If this is what love feels like then I don't want it" He left arms with a jerk and heaved a sigh suppressing the anger bubbling inside him. Hurt visible on his face and his voice held a mixture of anger and pain. She had never seen him this sad. This helpless. She hates to admit that she is the cause of it. "Adhyan please don't---" "You are,you were and you will be my responsibility. So there is no chance I will hurt you, it would be best If I go away " Two souls bounded by sacred bond. Tied by the promises of their grandparents. Will they be able to fulfill their promises ? Or break them by breaking each other ? Join their journey to know what the future holds for them.