"She married a man born of bullets and betrayal. And he claimed a bride who bleeds innocence like sin." Shanaya Gupta was the kind of girl men prayed for but devils hunted. Too sweet for the world she was forced into, too soft for the bed of a man who only knew how to ruin. Ishaan Singhania doesn't love. He possesses. And when he ripped her from the altar of a man unworthy of her skin, he didn't ask-he took. A forced wedding. A blood-stained sindoor. Now she sleeps beside the devil himself, unaware she married the reason the world burns. She's terrified of the dark. But he is the dark. And he doesn't care if she trembles when he touches her... as long as she never stops looking at him like he isn't a monster. But monsters get greedy. And when the sweetness he meant to destroy starts healing the hollow inside him, he begins to crave her. Protect her. Own her. Even if it means burning down everything-including her. She was supposed to be his weakness. Instead, she became his favorite sin. But when secrets bleed and scars resurfaces, when innocence meets obsession- what happens when the monster doesn't want to let his sunshine go? Enemies in a wedding bed. strangers tangles in fate. and a love so dark, it devours them both. A brutal, filthy, and painfully intimate descent into love, obsession, and the kind of darkness that doesn't ask for permission-it devours. This isn't a love story. This is a war. And she's both the prize and the battlefield.

He's marrying her, my best friend. And here I am, pretending I'm fine, hiding my feelings for the groom. But the secret my best friend has been hiding? It's about to destroy us all.

The person I've dedicated my whole life to was standing in front of me holding his mistress's hand asking me to leave My chin trembled as I tried to speak. Ask him out about the words which had made me believe that what we had was something real. Something honest... Exhaling deeply and looking back at him, controlling my voice from cracking I rasped out " You said you'd never do this to me " "You said you wouldn't" ------------ DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY CAN BE INFURIATING FOR MOST OF YOU BUT PLEASE GIVE IT A TRY IT GETS BETTER WITH TIME TRUST ME If you don't like to read about some weaker female lead who WILL get stronger with time, I suggest you not to read it But the story isn't complete yet, everything WILL fall in place so if you can be patient enough to look where this story is going , please do give it a chance Thanks!

[ the destiny series #1] 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 I won't grow my child in a family where the father is a cheater My little avika is a 2 year old living peacefully with me , I'm a single mother and I love my job and my baby He destroyed everything and now thinks that I will come back in his life? Never

Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.

"I'll take the beating, but don't touch her," my father begged, broken and desperate. His plea fell on deaf ears as the command was given. The lashes came swiftly, and while my family screamed in horror, my uncles and father tried to mask their pain. But if you looked closely, you could see the agony etched in their faces. Each blow left me numb, but my mind screamed for revenge. I wanted retribution-for Liam, my grandmother, my father, my cousins, my aunts, and even those who once hated me cried out for it. But when I looked at my father, it was too late. He was unconscious, held tightly by those who had restrained him. I struggled through the pain, rushing to his side, bloodied and broken. "Help him, please!" I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks. My uncles rushed to help, but Liam and his men left without a second glance, driving off, and leaving us to deal with the aftermath.

[Mature Content] What do you do when everything is taken from you? After being arrested for her involvement in drugs, Jaanvi's life seemed to reach the dead end. Her ex-fiancé, Arjun had called off the wedding and her parents had disowned her. The people whom she truly loved, gave up and she saw no possibilities of happiness in her life. Her true love was gone. Moving on from her first love was something she never thought could be possible. But getting trapped in the devil's possession, was a bigger challenge. Wrapped in his arms, she had no escape from his cell of love. Forcefully, she was trapped without a choice in the web of deceit. Sinfully crafted by the hands of the devil, Vikram was one of them who the devil was scared to mess with. But Jaanvi, managed to touch his darkest side. --------------- "You touched the wrong nerve inside me, Jaanvi." He gripped her throat and pushed her into the bed. He stared right into her eyes and unbuttoned his shirt hastily. His eyes were bloodshot, searing fires inside her soul. Jaanvi never imagined that she would see a day like this in her life. "I a-am sorry... Please don't do this." she cried. "I swear.... From this day onwards, you will regret every single second of your life. This is my promise." his words were like a lava burning into a bouquet of roses. Harsh to see and heavy to bear. Like a photographic image, his words managed to carve a spell on her life. Betrayal, affair, cheating and heartbreaks.... Crushed by every negative force in the world, Jaanvi had nothing but bitterness to offer. The love she saw in her life had led to nothing, but destruction. Will she ever succeed? What happens when a strong man meets a strong woman? Book 3 of the Jewel series. Can be read as a stand-alone. Warning: Mature Content - Harsh Language, Violence, force and sexual content. People below eighteen are advised to avoid this book.

"I won't let anyone harm you..ever again." He promised, eyes filled with determination and possessiveness. Afterall, she is his...only his. "I know." She smiled kissing his cheek, her eyes filled with hope and happiness. ~~~ "I...I wi-ill protect you.." He pleaded, his voice cracking. He took a tentative step forward, but she recoiled, her body trembling with the weight of past pain. She looked at him, her eyes hollow, a tear tracing the line of her cheek as she let out a bitter laugh. "𝒁𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆...𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆." 𝔸 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ~~~~~~~ 🔞

𝐆𝐮𝐫𝐮 × 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 | 𝟑𝟒 × 𝟐𝟑 "How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Tangles.. To me, life is full of tangles. One situation might be tangled with another... One memory might be tangled with another... One decision might be tangled with another... And sometimes... One person's life might be tangled with another's... All our lives we try to solve these tangles... What if we can't solve them? What if the tangle becomes stronger? What if the tangle becomes beautiful? Will it be.....??? ******** Jaiveer Dixit A happy and wealthy family, promising career, lovable parents, cute little sister, beautiful girlfriend. His life has been sailing smoothly until one day God felt jealous and threw her into his life like a hurricane. ******** Advika Agnihotri A happy and wealthy family, promising career, lovable parents, Darling husband and a cute little peanut. She wanted nothing more in her life until god ruthlessly took her husband away and then he came crashing into her life. ******* "It's only Akki. Only Akki!!" ******* "It's only Viraj. Only Viraj!!" ******* "Your love hasn't left you, Advi. It's here. In another form, search for it." ******* "Jai, the love you have had all these years, suddenly evaporated into thin air and your heart is searching for it." ******* Cover credits to @Hummin--bird--love