••COMPLETED-12/10/2024•• ^Sit there and take it like a good girl-: You dirty dirty girl , i was talking about the book🌚🌝^ ~strated on - 10/03/2024 ~completed on - 12/10/2024

Silent, respected, powerful were those words which could describe the appearance of Arjun Singhania. An eminent tycoon whose name was mentioned every time in Real time Billionaire. A perfect tailored suit compelled him to mask stoic expression, own undeniable shadow which effortlessly made head turn and move hand in respect. Control was what Arjun Singhania thrived on his professional life. But isn't it true that behind every perfect facade lies an imperfect reality? His icy exterior that could even turn the burning lava to a frozen glassy lake was just a shield, an armor that protected the vulnerable soul within as he was cursed with a past which was darker than the custom suits he wore: Leaving him a prisoner of his own nightmare. Although fate whispered something which compelled him to tie holy knot for the sake of his two little heartbeats with a "dhaamkedaar" lady who could easily be the summary of the book if titled "the bull in a china shop" however, running away from the problems had never been her style, grabbing them by the throats and shaking them until they capitulated, that was more her way of dealing with things. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ "God is with you." With a solemn voice, the priest raised the sacred conch shell to his lips. "Even I've started to believe it too." His lips trembled faintly as his pious words were laced with raw vulnerability. "In my entire life I've never prayed for gaining anything but today, I do prayer for one thing as I know I can never offer a piece of moon to my wife as that's not in my hands but treating her like a goddess is in my hand, so Madhav blessed me with that fate where I can never leave a single opportunity to treat my wife like a goddess, she is for me." Without realizing, his eyes fell on his wife and he looked at her as if she was the only woman his eyes could see. And the gentle devotion in his wife's eyes as she gazed at lord Krishn's idol was a mirror reflection of his own secret devotion for her.

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!!⚠️

Set in the 1980s in a small village of Rajasthan, where traditions hold power and choices are not a privilege for women, this is the story of Yugveer and Paridhi-two souls bound by a marriage arranged by their families. With a 11 year age gap and lives shaped by duty rather than love, will their bond remain one of obligation, or will fate weave something deeper between them? Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and does not depict real events, people, or societal views. It reflects a time when choices were limited for women but is meant for storytelling purposes only. This story contains some mature themes recommended for 18+ users only. If this theme does not align with your preferences, you are welcome to skip this story-but please refrain from leaving hate comments.

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲: 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘂𝘀!? Hello everyone, In a world where power rules and secrets can kill, two self-made billionaires find themselves bound by fate. Vidyut, a ruthless mafia lord, is a man of extremes-dangerous to his enemies but fiercely protective of his loved ones. He loves with a passion so intense, he's willing to kill or die for it. On the other hand, Advika, the enigmatic queen of the mafia world, hides her true identity behind a facade of emotionless perfection. Her life revolves around books and fictional worlds, and she trusts no one, not even herself, to believe in love. Forced into an unexpected marriage, Vidyut and Advika are two opposing forces. One knows only to love deeply, while the other is numb to the very idea of love. Their journey together is fraught with danger, secrets, and the ghosts of their pasts. As they navigate the treacherous waters of their new life, will Vidyut's passion melt Advika's icy heart, or will their past sins and looming threats pull them apart? ____________________________________ "Love can never win over life if death is near; he has to die," she said, aiming the gun at him. "Love can win over life. Death can never separate two lovers; every story has two sides." "Choose, patidev, choose. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 ?" she asked. "Do you really think... Will death separate us?" he asked, looking deeply into her eyes. "Yes," she said. "𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚," he murmured, and he was shot near his heart twice by his own "𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚." "Game over, patidev." _____________________________________ Join Vidyut and Advika in this thrilling tale of love, betrayal, and the fight for survival. Will love conquer all, or will death and past sins tear them apart? --- Dive into this gripping story of passion and peril. Will they find love, or will their pasts and the shadow of death destroy them?

Maktub-Al-Hayat: Destined by Fate 𝘼𝙡𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙞𝙢𝙧𝙖 أنت أجمل مصير _ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ

[ Formerly known as "Daughters In Law Of RAJPUT" ] 𝗔 𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. Shivanya Rathore and Anika Rai knew marriage came with expectations, but they never imagined it would pull them into something far more dangerous. The Rajput family is powerful, respected, and bound by unspoken rules. Yet, beneath the surface lies a crime too horrific to stay buried -one that ties them all together in ways no one is ready to face. As a criminal lawyer, Shivanya was trained to seek the truth, but this time, the truth is wrapped in a web of lies, power, and deception. Anika thought she had left the past behind, but standing beside a man who doesn't even remember her, she realizes some memories refuse to be forgotten. Between the weight of their new roles and the pull of the men they never expected to fall for, love is the last thing they can afford-but the only thing that might save them. With danger closing in and loyalties being tested, one thing is clear -𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝. Because in a world where nothing is as it seems, all that's left is a 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒕.

꧁𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗿𝘆 ꧂ ❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

✮⋆~ A Desi Romance ~⋆✮ [ Stalker ahead ] ✧﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ✧ "Not this time it's us , We both are suffering right now " Aryaman said , gazing at her holding divorce papers in his hands. " We were never us Mr. Shekhawat " Drishti said, taking her steps back , wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes , trying to create a distance between him and her. Between them. Aryaman said in a pleading tone holding back his tears "Listen to me , please." "We met , we became friends , we liked each other's presence, we married , I lov.... Let it be ,We were just a coincidence, that's it. Her voice tinged with pain , staring only at the divorce papers he was crumbling tightly. Then his dark orbs met with her brown's only to be flinched by his roaring demure. " AND THIS FUCKING COINCIDENCE IS OUR DESTINY " ❖﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌❖ ✧ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐓𝐀 ✧ ╰⪼ " I think it's just a dream if I woke up , happiness will be all gone. " ❖ 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 ❖ ╰⪼ " I would cross all depths to stay in this moment with her , only for her" ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆ " Suna aapne , Hume dard ho raha hai " ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆