𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢. Book One in the Bittersweet Series. Created: 27/12/18 Published: 16/02/19 Completed: 03/01/20 Edited: As of March 2022 Completed rewrite: 25/01/23

"My heart was a canvas, blank and unaware, until the day I met her. Her eyes were the paintbrush that stroked the colors of love, laughter, and adventure. With every moment we shared, a new shade of beauty was added to my life's masterpiece. Her touch ignited a fire that melted my fears, and her smile lit up the sky. I found my home, my safe haven, my forever love. She is the poetry that makes my heart sing, the music that makes my soul dance, and the love that makes my life a work of art." "He walked into my life like a storm, shaking the foundations of my soul. His eyes were the lightning that illuminated the darkness, revealing a love so pure and true. His strong arms were the shelter from the tempest, holding me close and keeping me safe. His gentle touch was the sunshine that warmed my heart, and his loving words were the rain that nourished my spirit. With every breath, I fell deeper into the ocean of his love, drowning in the depths of his kindness, humor, and strength. He is the anchor that holds me steady, the compass that guides me true, and the love that makes my heart whole #6 in top 10 #4 in top 10 ( 25 / 03/ 26 )

"You think John would've ever made you feel like this?" I asked darkly, lips brushing her nipple as my fingers circled her again. "You think he would've claimed you like I will?" She whimpered. And when I pushed two fingers inside her, her knees buckled. "Say it," I demanded. "Say you're mine." She shook her head, biting her lip. "I hate you." "Then hate me while I fuck you," I snarled, lifting her up with one arm under her thighs and carrying her to the bed of straw and soft woven sheets they'd laid out like a royal gift. I laid her down like a queen, but I wasn't here to worship. Not tonight. I was here to destroy. ❀.•°°•.✿.•°°•.❀ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭. A chaotic 20-year-old girl. A 38-year-old billionaire with a past soaked in blood. And one forest mistake that ended in a forced tribal marriage. She thought she'd drive him crazy. He thought he'd never fall. But fate had a different game- one with bullets, betrayals, and a heartbeat that refused to stop. When love becomes war, and death becomes a lie... 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗... 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? ___________________________________________ ⚠️HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT | 18+⚠️ ⚠️ Spicy scenes ahead. 18+ only. Fully consensual & guideline-friendly.🔞 Started : 18 April 2025 Ended : 2 June 2025

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

A beautiful journey of two crazy people filled with love, laughter, and a lot of cute bickering. Both of them are poles apart so dear destiny decided to play Cupid😏. Siya our smart and cute Siya is an absolute angel loaded with craziness but a kind soul. She hates violence but is ready for a fight. She loves babbling and cracking jokes (that makes no sense). She has a Ph.D. in clumsiness. And here is her Mr.Ice King Ruhaan Roy A very calm n down to earth person. A perfectionist who hates tardiness n loud people and short temper. However, a respectful and polite man who values his family and can fight against the world for his loved ones. Let's see a roller coaster ride of their crazy love. Cover and editing by @_navyblueee_

"𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖, 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Unedited Reyaansh Singhania is known to be a cold and ruthless man, yet he has a soft spot for his loved ones. He is widely considered the most eligible bachelor in the country, owing to his striking looks. Disha Singh, on the other hand, is a kind-hearted and sensitive person with a beautiful face. Her emotions run deep, and she is always empathetic towards others. She can connect with people on a profound level, making her a valuable presence in the world. Reyaansh's grandfather has imposed a condition for him to inherit the family business. Reyansh must first get married. Recently, Rajesh Singh was in need of money to pay his debts. So Reyaansh Singhania offer a deal to him that he wants to get married to his daughter in exchange of money . So read the story to know the destiny of two individuals who are tied in an unwanted marriage. This is a multi couple book, so read the book to know there stories.

Shy, soft-spoken, and carrying more insecurities than dreams, Ishika Arora has learned to survive in a world that never made space for her. Loved by no one, tolerated by everyone... she has stopped believing she's worthy of anything more. Cold, intimidating, and feared in the boardroom, Abhimanyu Singh lives by one rule: never let emotions win. Love is a weakness he swore he would never allow. But destiny brings together two opposite worlds- her warmth and his ice, her silence and his storm, her broken pieces and his guarded heart. When their paths collide, will their differences tear them apart... Or slowly teach them what love truly feels like? A journey of healing, honesty, and unexpected tenderness. Welcome to Abhimanyu and Ishika's world.

#1 book of Alluring love series ⋆*:..｡o○○o｡..:*⋆ "Why the fuck you let him touch you!!!"he growled while punching the wall behind me 'I am so scared right now what if he hit me like my father did to my mother or what if he tried to hurt me more then him or what if he-' he cutted me "Answer! why you let him touch you?"he said while taking heavy breath to try to control his anger "H...he ju...just tucked m..my hair stands b...behind my ea...ear"I said while trying not to cry he came closer very very close his hands were on wall and he bend lower to match my height. Right now his face is so close to mine that our breathes were mixing and I clutched my hands on my saree "No! he didn't 'just' tucked you hair stands, that is too much he is not allowed to do that actually no one is allowed to that except me. no one is allowed to do this" he said and slid his hands on my bare waist I shivered "no one is allowed to do this" he said and peck my neck I am feeling fire on my skin again he came closer to my ear "and he didn't just tucked you hair stands but he also touch your fingers for fucking whole 47 seconds" he said intentionally touching his lips on my ear ______________________________________________ ISHIKA SHARMA (22y/o, 5'2height) She was very talkative like people have to told her to shut her mouth, carefree, childish, had anger issues, and extrovert but this all she was but now she talks so less, careful, mature, have trust issues and introvert but why!? YUVRAJ SINGH YADHUVANSHI (27y/o, 6'2height) he hate noise he don't talk much he try not to speak even if it's important,cold,rude and bossy but a total different person with her but why? Read this book to know the story of them atleast read 10 chapters then decide. ♡°Tropes:~°♡ -Arrange Marriage -Age gap -grumpy x sunhine -MML is obsessed with MFL with a capital 'O'

𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 - 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈 •Will be taken down for further editing after completing 1M reads on this book• He is the sole heir to the mighty Suryavanshi Dynasty, the indomitable "Ayushman Suryavanshi." She is the eldest daughter of the esteemed Rajput Dynasty, the graceful "Arohi Rajput." And then there's Rishika Rajput, the youngest daughter of Rajput, whose fate is intricately woven into theirs. What will happen when Arohi is forced to step into the role of the bride, replacing Rishika? Will love blossom between them, or will fate rip them apart? Will Ayushman ever accept Arohi, or is something far more twisted lying in wait for them in the depths of their destiny? To uncover the truth, to see how their journey unfolds-don't miss a single moment of this tale. Follow their story to its breathtaking end! #4 in India (26.09.25) #5 in India (1.10.25) #1 in India (3.10.25) #4 in India (10.10.25)

-:𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃:- -This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"