#Book 2 in THE YOU SERIES KIAN X ARIA 𝕳𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗, 𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖗 - 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖇𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖔. Aria Singh agreed to the arranged marriage, thinking it was just destiny. She didn't know he had been watching her for years. Planning. Wanting. Obsessing. To her, it was love slowly growing. To him, it was a twisted mix of obsession and revenge. But the deeper they got, the harder it became to keep the lines clear. Because somewhere in the wreckage of his obsession, Kian fell for her-for real. Now, as buried secrets start to rise, Aria must face the truth: He never gave her a choice. And he chose revenge over her. But can a love born from obsession ever be real? Join Kian and Aria's twisted, intoxicating journey where obsession meets fire... and nothing is ever enough. TROPES: •Arrange Marriage •Age Gap •Ceo x Assistant •Obsession •Revenge •Possesive ML •Extremely Possessive FL •Stalker •Mafia Romance

#Top 4 in India (02/11/2025) #Top 4 in India in Romance (28/11/25) #Top 4 in India in BillionaireRomance (28/11/25) #Top 4 in India in DesiRomance (29/11/25) So before starting the story... I'm gonna say one thing that, it's my 2nd book after One-sided love from childhood... 𝙎𝙤 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮!! 𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝𝙝♡!!! I'm so excited!! Youll want single dad trop book so badly so that's why l'm realising a new yet short book on trope single dad!! So I hope you'll love this book...And i Didn't decided the trops yet😭...i'll inform when 'Il decide the tropes.. And I'll post everything on Wattpad tomorrow♡ ♡ 𝐑𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐗 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥 ♡ DON'T COPY ANYTHING FROM MY BOOK!!⚠️

The room was silent-too silent. The kind that made even the ticking clock sound like a scream. Every pair of eyes was fixed on the woman standing at the head of the table. Roohani Singhania. And the reason three grown men were visibly sweating despite the perfectly functioning air conditioning. Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she walked toward the trembling senior executive. The contract in her hand flapped like a death warrant. "You really thought I wouldn't notice this?" Her tone was calm-too calm. The kind of calm that made even the bravest want to run. "Ms. Singhania, I-" The papers landed on the table with a snap. "Get. Out." He didn't wait to be told twice. He bolted, leaving behind his dignity and a very awkward silence. For a moment, the Ice Queen simply stood there, her sharp gaze scanning the table full of terrified subordinates. Then- Clink. A cup of coffee slid to a stop beside her hand. "Extra strong. No sugar. Just how you like it." Her eyes flickered upward, meeting the calm brown ones of Mahir Sehgal-her personal assistant, the only man in the building who seemed immune to her frostbite. "You were five minutes late," she said coolly, though her fingers curled around the cup. "Traffic," he said with a grin that didn't quite hide the teasing in his eyes. "Or maybe I was just waiting for your dramatic exit moment. You know, timing." Her lips twitched-almost a smile.. "Meeting's over," Mahir said, gathering her things with practiced ease.Roohani rolled her eyes and turned, her heels clicking with authority. Mahir followed behind, matching her stride. She was the coldest woman in the business world. He was the only one who could make her laugh... and maybe, one day, melt. But no one-not even the Ice Queen herself-knew that the man who made her coffee also had ice in his veins when he needed to. And this time, she wasn't the only one capable of taming.

In a forgotten age, a young boy from the remote Lo tribe touches a power not seen for a thousand years - the mysterious Black One. But why has the legendary Black One appeared now, after centuries of absence? Will this humble tribesman rise to become the savior the world needs, or will the overwhelming darkness consume both him and the civilization he's sworn to protect?

On the night of her wedding, Princess Meera Shree Rajput sat draped in red and gold, her pulse trembling beneath the weight of silk and jewels. The air was too still, too heavy, as though the palace itself held its breath. A sound shattered the hush-footsteps, steady and deliberate. She turned. Her groom stood before her, his face veiled in a mask , a sword glinting in his hand. Before her lips could form a word, the blade found her heart. Her bangles struck the marble floor in a scatter of sound, her breath faltered, and the palace drowned in silence. When her eyes opened again, time had lost its meaning. Centuries unraveled like threads: Empires rose and crumbled, storms clawed at the stone halls, and still she wandered-unseen, unheard, bound to the place of her death. Until one night, headlights cut through the darkness of the courtyard. From the car stepped a man-his presence carved against the winter air. His gaze swept the ruins... and stopped on HER. For the first time in lifetimes, Princess Meera was seen.

"You tricked me, Gauri! You tricked me into this marriage." He said, hurt and angry. "Yes! I did this, for my mission." She said, cold and unfeeling. "What mission? Is your mission is bigger than this-" "Yes!! I have to protect you from this family! That is my mission! Your protection and my revenge!" She cut him off. "I will never accept you as my wife. I can be innocent but I am not dumb!" He said, stormed out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is the tale of dark story with love and mission, where the twists are twisting and plots are plotting. Shivay Sharma, a 28 years old Indian, simple, innocent, gym lover, kind hearted musician and dancer, is a desi boy who love his culture and his proud of being Banarasiyan, from Kashi. He believe in the epic shiv-shakti saga and the devotee of goddess Parvati and lord Shiva. Gauri Singh Ranawat, The 30 years old Assassin of Shadow Realm, the world's old and highly dangerous criminal organization associate from Italy, but under branch of India. She's ruthless, cold hearted woman, who barely hesitant to use power or can kill for her own benefit, portraying herself as the businesswoman. What will happen when the two collide with each other..? Because they are far away from each other. What happens, when a marriage contents no love? Only and only vessel and user? Like in this marriage, where an Assassin married a musician, just for a vessel for her mission. But there are a deep secrets, held by. There are two face behind a face. Book 2 of Thrilling Royalty Series. Rosary: Their Madness by @rani_writees.

This story is not about just mad love it was also show strong women in love and it has action scenes , full of drama and show friendship bond .. If you read this story you definitely love it ❤️ - It was forced marriage. - Both hate each others - They became enemies to lover - They both are strong minded person Zayan Khan is the owner of the largest Khan Enterprises in all of India. He is a strong-minded, career-oriented man who never likes to lose. He always gets what he wants, yet he is kind-hearted and dear to the people around him. However, he despises anyone who comes between him and his work. Zehra Malik is a lawyer by profession and is considered one of the best lawyers in India. She is the eldest daughter of the owner of Malik Enterprises. She is fearless, career-oriented, and straightforward. She always fights her problems alone. "But both of the characters' lives take different paths when they are forcefully married." Want to know what happened then read the story ...

Sandhya Sen was just a girl from a forgotten village, with a heart full of stories and a voice the world never cared to hear. By day, she lived in silence and shadows. By night, she became someone else entirely - a beloved writer on Wattpad, spinning tales that touched thousands, especially one anonymous reader who clung to every word. But one day, she disappeared. Deleted everything. No goodbye. No explanation. And her most loyal reader was left with nothing but questions. Three years later, Sandhya is thrust into an arranged marriage she never wanted - and never saw coming. Her husband, Aryan Mehta, is reserved, emotionally guarded, and far too observant for her comfort. But unlike the arrogant men she feared, Aryan doesn't raise his voice - he watches, listens, and carries his own quiet grief. What neither of them knows is that they've already met - in a world of words, under the veil of usernames and shared vulnerabilities. As they stumble through the fragile beginnings of their marriage, buried secrets begin to surface. The writer she was. The reader he became. And the story that bound them - long before they knew each other's names. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I've lost a lot of people in my life, Sandhya...And I-I don't want to lose you too." - Aryan Mehta. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "You'll fall, and I'll catch you. You'll cry, and I'll wipe your tears away. If you stop, I'll keep moving - carrying you forward with your hand in mine. I don't know exactly when I started feeling this way, but I know it's real. I know my feelings. And yes, I'm scared too - scared of losing you, scared that one day I might say something that could hurt you. But... that's life, isn't it? We make mistakes, we learn, and we move forward - together." - Sandhya Sen.

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