Book #1 from RECKLESS HEARTS SERIES ִ ࣪𖤐 ────୨ৎ──── 𝐀𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧 and 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 were childhood enemies who couldn't stand each other-until one day, they couldn't resist each other. Just as their bickering turned into love, a heartbreaking misunderstanding tore them apart, and Ayra left India, leaving Ashar behind. Years later, Ayra is back, as an adult successful woman. When 𝐐𝐚𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐤-a perfect gentleman who sweeps her off her feet, enters her life. When she began to grow closer to him, Ashar returns, determined to win her back. Caught between her past and present, Ayra must decide, can she trust Ashar again, or will Qais be her future? But when hidden truths are revealed, Ayra learns that not everything is as it seems. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬' 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 is a game of love and rivalry, where past wounds run deep, and only one heart can win.

"What if the person you loved belonged to another century?" In the cold halls of 19th century Scotland, some encounters feel like destiny... and some feel like a mistake time will someday correct.

𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐣𝐚: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐮𝐞𝐭" 18+| A Dark Love Story.

As if five bodyguards weren't already enough, Léonel's father assigned him a sixth. This one carried a different purpose entirely. Spoiled and reckless as ever, Léonel took it as nothing more than a bait to his own amusement, blind to what was about to unfold. A slow burn full of comedy, sharp sass, and passion-all twisted together with just the right amount of angst. jaeslut, 2026

A fictional BL historical romance filled with kingdoms, power, rivalry, obsession, and love. For more about the story, its themes, and tropes, check out the "Story Description"...

Two different lives. Two different people. And when they collide. War begins. They wanted to destroy each other but later both were ready to get destroyed for each other.💢 If one is FIRE. The second is WATER. Will they able to survive together OR Will be the reason for each other ruins. (Add this book in your library to get updated and to know more)👀

"ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴅᴀᴛᴏʀꜱ, ᴘʀᴇʏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ." KARTIK: "People call it obsession, but I call it devotion because nobody can worship you as I do." YUVRAJ: "Even if your heart is poison, I'll drink it until it kills me." Kartik doesn't believe in obsession-only devotion, fierce and unyielding. To the world, Yuvraj Rathore is heartless, the king of criminals. But to Kartik, he's a god worth worshipping... even if that worship becomes their ruin. Their love is not tender-it is toxic, twisted, and bound by blood. But if Yuvraj is ruthless, then Kartik is the only man who is willing to dance in his madness. And if Kartik is poison, then Yuvraj is the only man willing to drink him. "𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧" - where obsession becomes devotion, and love becomes a poison.

𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝑺𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕, with heavenly lips. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓, with a devilish kiss. Swastik is a Saint, with lips that whisper heavenly promises. Soft and gentle, they curve into a warm smile capable of calming even the most troubled soul. Atharvaa, however, is a Sinner. Where Swastik brings peace, Atharvaa brings chaos. His presence carries a dangerous intensity, turning every moment between them into a battle between temptation and restraint. One feels like heaven. The other feels like a beautiful mistake. A Saint and a Sinner-two opposites destined to collide. Together, they embody the eternal conflict between light and darkness, virtue and vice. Their lips, a battleground where heaven and hell clash, leaving one to wonder: WILL LOVE REDEEM OR CORRUPT?"

One rules through FEAR. One rules through POLITICS. Neither knows how to bow. And when darkness collides with the moon- CHAOS is inevitable. "𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑯𝒊𝒎 𝑨 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑯𝒊𝒎, 𝑯𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝑰𝒏 𝑮𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚..." " 𝑯𝒆 𝑰𝒔 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝑶𝒇 𝑳𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑯𝒊𝒎..."

𝗞𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗻𝘁 has always believed Neelkanth Rawat is nothing more than his best friend. The possessive bastard who gets jealous too easily. The hothead who starts fights over nothing. The boy who's always somewhere behind him. Kahan has never asked why. He thinks it's childish. For he doesn't know how far that quiet, childish possessiveness can go. That he was 𝗵𝗶𝘀. Even if it 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝.