#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐗 𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐑𝐀) 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐀 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.💘 𝑯𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, heir to one of India's largest business empires, has always lived life on her own terms-strong-willed, independent, and determined to forge her own path. 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝑽𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂, a man shaped by heartbreak and a past he can't forget, now lives for the lives he can save. A traveller, a healer, a stranger to attachments-he keeps his heart guarded. When fate throws them together, two broken hearts collide in ways neither expected. One chance at healing, one journey that will test trust, courage, and the meaning of love. 📚✨ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! 🙏 📖 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭! 💖

⤞ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈 ⤝ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴠᴀɢᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴇʀɪᴇs In every story, men run from their past-desperate not to let their shadows poison the light of the women who enter their lives. But what if a man didn't run? What if he wanted his shadows to touch her? To own her. Haunt her. To pull her into the fire he built himself. Because she wasn't just his light. She was his bait-a living, breathing key to the monsters still hiding in his past. ✧˚ · . Aarvay Singh Raizada ✧˚ · . rose from the blood-soaked gutters of a city that never slept-only watched. Now, he stands as Asia's most feared and revered name: CEO of Raizada Group of Companies by day. Kingpin of the underground syndicate Noctis Dominion by night. Haunted by a past cloaked in grief, questions, and a wife's mysterious death... Aarvay lives in silence. In sleeplessness. In sin. ✧˚ · . Saayra Mittal ✧˚ · . knows nothing of shadows. A soft-spoken, steady girl with dreams stitched together by duty and ailing hopes- ...and completely unaware that someone, somewhere, watches her every move. Obsessing. Following. Claiming her as his. But when Aarvay and Saayra's paths cross, it isn't fate. It's design. Because he chooses her. Not for love. Not for forever. But as the trap to lure his wife's killer into the light. What he doesn't expect... Is to fall into the very fire he set. He never sinned by loving. He sinned by using love. And now? That sin might cost him the only woman who ever mattered. Tropes : ~ Age gap ~ Stalker ~ Murder mystery ~ slowburn ~ touch her and die ~ she fell first he fell harder ~ Boss x Employee

Fate and Promises book 1 "Love that bloomed beside the circumstances ". Aahil & Zaira. They were sworn enemies long before destiny dared to bind them. Aahil never believed in love-only power, control, and revenge. Zaira was everything he despised: sharp-tongued, fearless, and completely untouched by his dominance. Their hatred was mutual, forged through years of unspoken grudges and clashing worlds. Then he saw her again-at their cousin's wedding. Draped in stolen moonlight and quiet defiance, Zaira shattered something inside him. What began as obsession soon twisted into a love Aahil never planned to feel. Love he didn't ask permission for. Love that demanded possession. So he did what he did best-he claimed her. The arranged marriage wasn't fate. It was Aahil's design. Bound by vows she never wanted and a husband she vowed to hate, Zaira stepped into a marriage built on control and secrets. Slowly, against all odds, the walls between them began to crack. Heated arguments turned into lingering touches. Hatred blurred into desire. And somewhere between dominance and surrender, love took root. But dark love always comes with a price. Just when Aahil thought he had finally won her heart, Zaira left-disappearing without a trace, taking his control, his pride, and his love with her. Now the man who forced fate to bend will learn a brutal truth: You can cage a woman's body... But her soul will always choose when to run. A dark romance of enemies, obsession, forced vows, and a love powerful enough to destroy them both. ___(⁠●⁠♡⁠∀⁠♡⁠)___

ʙᴏᴏᴋ 𝟷 ɪɴ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ sᴇʀɪᴇs Tia ᥫ᭡ Saransh "I like you. Saransh ji, I truly do a lot, but I'm not sure what love is because I've never felt it." "Then let me show you what love feels like by painting you in the color of my love, sona. ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "She is the woman who has shown me the value of patience, of waiting for the right person to come into my life." ╰┈➤ Saransh Aarav Raichand "In him, I found a light in my darkest days, a beacon of hope that guided me through the shadows. He is the man who has shown me that I am worthy of love, that I deserve to be cherished and adored." ╰┈➤ Tia Yadav 𐙚 ˚ ⋆｡˚ ᡣ𐭩 Tia, a college-going student, is a stunningly beautiful brown girl who has always struggled with insecurities about her skin color, exacerbated by the disdain of her parents. Despite this, she caught the attention of two handsome strangers who would change her life forever. One of them, her devoted husband, would stop at nothing to protect her from harm. Little did she know, he was actually the Indian mafia king, willing to eliminate anyone who posed a threat to their love. The other stranger, an Italian businessman with captivating blue eyes, became obsessed with Tia's body and skin color, determined to possess her at any cost. As Tia finds herself entangled in the dangerous world of these two men, she realizes that she is in grave danger of being consumed by their obsessions. The book contains trauma, drug abuse, violence, and mature content with 18+ scenes

BOOK 1 IN DARK OBSESSION SERIES AYANSH × AVNI 𝕴𝖓 𝖆 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘, 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖓. "I loved you enough to shatter for you... and you did it.....only now I'm the one shatter beyond repair. This alliance was never love for you... it was always deceptive." 🗣️Someone who believes in love~💞

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. 29/4/26 - [No. 1 on top 10 indian stories] 2/7/26 - [No. 7 on top 10 indian stories] ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

(formerly known as seraphic) 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘐𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵? To get his family off his back, Zayn Arzhel, born with a silver spoon cloaked with diamonds, dominance, danger and a hint of violence all wrapped up beautifully in a ribbon of magnetism, agrees to marry the girl his grandfather handpicked. Where Azara Sheikh, a walking seduction and every man's living dream with long dark hair and devilish brown eyes, a girl who's had the world dancing on her little finger tips ever since she was born, agrees to marry for the sake of her only parent's happiness. It's an arrange marriage between two of the most powerful and wealthiest families in both India and England. But is that all? Just an arrange marriage? When secrets bleed into silk sheets, and past scars resurface behind perfect smiles in their world of red carpets and gold trophies, Is it still just a marriage? Or is it the beginning of war? Book #1 in the "Thorns of Patrimony" series - a Desi dark romance full of power, pain, and love that hurts too good to leave. ---

He ruled with ice in his veins. She burned with fury in her soul. Born to rival empires two worlds, two countries, two legacies- Victor Sokolov and Krutika Shekhawat were never meant to meet. Russian cold precision clashing with Indian fire, a war written in blood and ambition. But fate doesn't honor borders. It doesn't care for empires. It laughs at them. A past. A secret. A scar that refuses to stay buried. And in the shadows of the underworld, a dangerous attraction blooms. "Indeed, we are enemies... but I can't lose you." When vengeance turns to desire, and loyalty to betrayal, their war becomes something far deadlier-love. Velvet Vendetta-because even enemies bleed red.

Top Ratings : #1 bottom ( 15.04.2026) #6 bl ( 25.04.2026 ) #3 top ( 16.05.2026) #3 loveislove ( 17.05.2026 ) #1 British ( 26.05.2026) #1 loveislove ( 31.05.2026 ) "I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 24-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 32-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (8 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control