They didn't choose each other-but fate did. At just 26, Tanya Anand built a fashion empire with grace, grit, and a heart that believed kindness could be powerful. She never imagined her future would be tied to a man like him. Avinash Malhotra doesn't follow the rules-he writes them. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, he moves political power and billion-dollar deals with the flick of his fingers. When their parents arrange a marriage neither of them asked for, worlds built on passion and power begin to collide. But behind the boardroom masks and cold glares lies a slow-burning storm of tension neither of them expected. A slow-burn arranged marriage romance where fire meets silk, and love dares to grow between two powerful souls.

Isha -"tujhe jeet jeet vaarun, mai praan praan vaaru." Shivansh-"tu jo choole pyaar se, araam se mit jaaun." He was the discipline of dawn. She was the prayer of dusk. He stood in devotion. She knelt in faith. When he walked, the earth bowed; when she smiled, the universe exhaled. He was the soldier who worshipped the soil he bled for, and she was the girl who turned pain into worship. What began as innocence, bloomed into surrender. What began as silence, became Shiv Sakti , a love that wasn't about possession, but about becoming one in devotion.

He was her Destiny She became his Desire Neurosurgeon x Psychologist He vanished all her scars leaving his marks on them. She was the only thing he desired. Sunshine x Sunshine Second chance Rom-Com

This story is about aadhya and prithvij who have lost their faith in love and have decided to focus on their career but got tied in the bond of holy relation where both found their love, solace and peace all together.

Away from her homecountry, Samarya Bhandari has built a life exactly the way she wants it. A successful tech professional and devoted single mother, she has no interest in romance, marriage, or anything that might disturb the peace she fought hard to create. Across the hall lives Daniel Whitmore, a reserved literature professor whose world rarely extends beyond his university and his books. Work is predictable. Relationships are not. For a year, they remain only neighbors. Then slowly, through shared routines, small kindnesses, and the easy presence of a child who trusts without hesitation, their lives begin to intertwine. Sometimes, the most lasting love is the one you never have to name.

Adrik Vasiliev, an Italian Mafia, whose life takes an unexpected turn when he had to come to India to hide from Italian police after a betrayal. She was caged, He unknowingly brought her freedom. She was sensitive, He never raised his voice at her. She had dreams, He made sure all of them come true. ____ Presenting you a finest, calmest mafia man for his woman even when he has a traumatic past, where consent is everything. Read if you love - mafia romance including a gentle man for his woman. No forced proximity. Proud wife moments Encouraging and supportive ML He falls first ✨ ___ TROPES Slow burn. Mafia romance. Morally grey Male lead (till the end of the book) Desi x videshi Italian x Indian Two SIDED YEARNING Only daughter x Eldest son On his knees for her. Comedy [Rom-com] Revenge Love without expectation 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐔𝐊𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄,𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄,𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐗𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌,𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄? 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋

#1 of the love series. He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- Happy reading 🩷

Fifteen years ago, the powerful Rathore Mafia Clan lost the youngest light of their family - their five-year-old sister Ahana, kidnapped in broad daylight. After hunting the world for her, the brothers built an empire of fear, blood, and power... but never found her. On the other side of the city, a girl named Ahaana "Aria" Mehta grows up in a nightmare - abused by the foster couple who stole her from her real home. But behind the bruises and silence, she hides a genius mind. At just twenty, she secretly runs a rising underground tech-intelligence company named M.I.R.A.G.E, funded and supported by her boyfriend abroad - a wealthy, fiercely protective man whose family treats her like their own daughter. When her boyfriend returns to India for a high-stakes business deal... ...he walks straight into the den of the five mafia brothers who have been searching for their lost sister. None of them know that he's dating the girl they've been mourning for years. None of them know that their princess is alive - and the world has made her a warrior. Fate is ready to explode. Started on :- November 7,2025 #lostsister #secretidentity #supportive boyfriend #mafiabrothers

𝗔𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝘅 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗸𝗮 "kyun kar rahe hain aap aisa ? Mera haath chhod dijiye, please!" she cried, her voice trembling as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. "Just shut your mouth and marry me," he growled without even glancing at her, his voice cold and final. Her body shivered at his tone. "M..mujhe dard ho raha hai," she whispered through sobs, the pain in her voice halting him for a moment. He turned to look at her-just for a second. Then, without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tumhari behen ki galti ki saza tum bhugtogii." His voice was low, bitter. And then he carried her straight to the pavilion. --- He never wanted love. He just needed a wife to fulfill a compulsion-a condition he couldn't ignore. But when his would-be bride ran away, he dragged her elder sister, Devika, into his storm. Devika, an abandoned bride herself, already struggling with her failing health, had no strength left to resist. She had stopped dreaming long ago. But fate had other plans. Read the story of two broken hearts-Abhay, driven by rage and responsibility, and Devika, drowning in silence and sorrow. Will their unwilling bond destroy them further? Or will they become the light that chases away each other's darkness?