*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘢." *** She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. _____________ ______ Read the story to know more.

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?

Akriti hates cheaters. According to her, ❝Once a cheater, always a cheater.❞ After being cheated by her friend-turned-lover-turned-husband, Akriti divorced him and decided to give her life a break. With responsibilities of being a single mother dangling on her shoulders, there was no place for love. ♡♡♡ When Akriti Goyal's father saw his eldest daughter stressing about her life problems, he gave her a task in her work to divert her mind. At 32, being a single mother to a four-year-old son wasn't easy. And, falling in love with the man she was working for was even harder! Yash Gill knew he did wrong, and he was ready to repent. He needed his love and son beside him. The only problem? He had already wasted the chance his wife, or better, ex-wife gave him four years ago. When Shlok Shah met the lead interior designer of his hotels, he knew he was going to lose his mind and sanity. She was his teenage crush and he could've proposed her if not for her boyfriend (Yash). Moreover, their relationship was forbidden in the society; she was two years older to him. Did he care? No. Could Akriti find the Mr Right for her and her son? ♡♡♡ Not your conventional Wattpad ending; you're warned! Weekly updates. Copyright © 2023 Meteor Knight All Rights Reserved.

| NOT A MARRIAGE STORY | Never thought I'd see him again. Not after that day at the mall, when I was just a scared little girl, watching everything unravel-watching him lose everything in the blink of an eye. He was 16, unlike me, but so much older. So much stronger in the way he handled the horror, like he was already prepared for the worst. His eyes... they were full of pain, but also a strange kind of resilience. I've thought about him every day since that moment, even though I tried so hard not to. I don't know why, but when I saw him again, as Ridham Kohli-the CEO, the untouchable man-I felt something inside me snap. All the walls I built around myself for years... crumbled. It wasn't just the way he looked, successful and confident. It was his eyes. The same eyes, the same depth. It was like I had known him forever, like I wasn't just seeing him for the first time after all these years, but seeing a piece of my past that never really left me. I thought I could stay away. I thought I could control this-these feelings that were rushing through me. But when he looked at me the way he did, I realized I had no control at all. And then... then I ran. I ran because that old fear, the same fear from that day in the mall, crept up on me. The threats-they were real. I couldn't drag him into this. I couldn't let him get hurt because of me. But the truth is... I don't know how long I can keep running. I don't know how long I can live with this guilt, this pain... this longing to be with him. I've already lost him once, and I don't know if I can survive losing him again. Torn into tears.

if loving her is a sin , then I am the most sinful person in the world . - Agastya Singh Rajput . I always dreamt of having a prince charming , but fate decided to give devil himself . - Inayaat Sharma BOOK ONE OF SIN SERIES

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚; 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨. Sayesha Arora has spent her life fighting battles no one sees, burdened by secrets that haunt her every step. Fiercely protective of little Anyesha, she navigates a world that has never been kind, determined to shield the one person who matters most. But beneath her confident facade lies a past that refuses to stay buried. Rohan Mehra, a brilliant surgeon from the US, is no stranger to heartbreak and betrayal. Returning to India for his best friend's wedding, the last thing he expects is to be thrown into a whirlwind of clashes with the fiery and stubborn Sayesha. From the moment they meet, sparks fly-along with harsh words and unresolved pain. What starts as a clash of fiery wills soon reveals deeper wounds as they navigate their shared struggles and unravel the tangled mess of their pasts. Bound by their dark pasts and an undeniable attraction, Sayesha and Rohan find themselves tangled in a web of secrets, mistrust, and buried emotions. As they are forced to confront their demons, they must decide: will their scars tear them apart, or will the truth set them free?