#BOOK 2 in HATE&LOVE SERIES Yashvardhan Chowdhary, 29, is the king of Udaipur-a cold and cunning politician known for his ruthless ways and ability to manipulate anyone to get what he wants. Power is his game, and no one dares to challenge him. Except for Saanvi Rajput, the 26-year-old daughter of his fiercest political rival. Saanvi, once full of life and dreams, lost her faith in love after her boyfriend broke her heart, leaving her shattered. Now, the only thing she trusts is her family, and she despises Yashvardhan for everything he stands for. She avoids him at all costs, hating how he uses his power to control and destroy. But Yashvardhan is not one to be ignored. Though he despises Saanvi's family, he is captivated by her in ways that defy his cold, rational mind. His obsession with her runs deep-he wants her, and he will have her, no matter what. He isn't a man who takes no for an answer, and he'll go to any lengths to make Saanvi his, even if it means tearing down everything she holds dear. Will Saanvi be able to escape the grasp of the man who seeks to claim her, or will Yashvardhan's obsession drag them both into a dangerous game of power and desire? How long can she resist the pull of a man who has the world at his feet?

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙚, 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙." Even after having a palace full of family, I was familiar with feeling of emptiness. But at least I had my own mother or so I thought. After the betrayal of my own mother, I was left all alone. With the sense of decisiveness and a forced husband! But I am also not the one to cower. I will make sure he resents me his whole life. Then when did I mistake hatred for love? Rulers are known to be gruesome, unhinged. But I? I was known as a nightmare. Cross me and everything but death shall cross you. My people feared me more than they respected me except for this one disobedient, defiant girl and that girl was my wife. I was on a mission to bend and built her according to my will and I was even successful with it. Except now, I let her walk her all over my soul and brain as if she owns me. And the worst part? She does own me. #thirdbook in the Unwanted series

TWO COUSINS SISTER MARRIED TO TWO BROTHER!! Inaya and Varanya, more than just cousins-sisters at heart-never imagined their fates would intertwine so deeply. Both find themselves married into the same powerful family, tied to two brothers who change their lives forever. Inaya, a hopeless romantic, had her heart set on another, but destiny had other plans. Avyukt Ranawat, a man of power and arrogance, despised the very idea of this marriage, yet he went through with it for his own benefit. Cold and controlling, he sees her as nothing more than a strategic move-but can even a man like him resist love forever? Meanwhile, Varanya, a carefree dreamer, once rejected Yugant Ranawat, never thinking twice about it. But Yugant was never a man to accept defeat. Now married, he has his own plans, and she finds herself caught between her past choices and his unshaken determination. As emotions clash and hearts defy reason, will these men, known for their arrogance and control, ever surrender to love? And can Inaya and Varanya find happiness in a marriage they never chose?

⟡ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 X 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 ⟡ ─⭑──────────── A man who paints his demons onto canvas, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 is no stranger to obsession. Silence is his refuge, control in his nature. Marriage was never in his plans-until the echo of a past long buried led him to something he never realized he was seeking. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 was never meant to be his. But when fate delivered her to his feet, he didn't hesitate. Now, she stands at the threshold of a life she never asked for, bound to a man who saved her-but refuses to set her free. Some cages are built from protection. Some saviors are anything but holy. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝗧 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀: • Forced marriage • Morally Grey MMC • Age gap • Dark Possessiveness • rom-com ───────────⭑─

When two elite operatives with opposing personalities are forced to work together, they realize the real battlefield isn't just their mission-it's each other. Ananya Singhania, a sharp and fiercely independent special forces operative, thrives in a world of control and discipline. To her, emotions are a liability, and trust is earned, not given. She's used to working alone, proving herself in a world where she's underestimated at every turn. Zeeshan Raghuvanshi, the cold and composed officer with a reputation for getting things done, plays by his own rules. For him, the end always justifies the means. Born into power and privilege, he's a man who takes what he wants without apology. When a dangerous arms smuggling operation threatens national security, their worlds collide. They'll need to rely on each other to succeed, but in the shadows of their mission, a darker threat looms-one that's personal, deadly, and determined to tear them apart. As secrets unravel and lines blur, Ananya and Zeeshan are forced to confront not just the enemy, but their own truths. Because in a world where loyalty is a gamble and survival comes at a cost, the greatest danger might just be the person standing beside them. --- "Yeh tumhare liye koi option nahi hai," he said, his gaze locking with hers. "Apna dhyan rakho. Agar tum nahi karogi, toh mujhe karna padega. Aur tumhe yeh pasand nahi aayega." Trust was never part of the plan. But neither was obsession. When the mission ends, what will remain-enemies, partners, or something far more dangerous?

Adhiti is simple girl and lives in Saharanpur, a small town in Utter predesh. She had a crush on her neighbor, Dhruv. She turn into a shy girl and her tounge got tied whenever Dhruv come infront of her. She doesn't have enough courage to confessed her love to Dhruv, So she admire him from afar. Dhruv also belongs to middle class family. His father is a government teacher. He is very ambitious, hard working, introvert person and wants to become an IAS officer. He knows her beautiful neighbor likes him but he didn't feel the same for her and chose to ignore her because his dream won't allow him any distraction Becoming an IAS officer and cracking the most toughest exam of Indian government is not a jock. So to chase his dream he left the town and went to Delhi. Eight years has passed, Their life has changed completely. Dhruv becomes an IAS officer but his life was not what he accepted. Aditi life turns into hell. She got beaten every single day and do house chores till she passed out. She is a broken soul and shattered completely. Something horrible happened to her in six year that her own family ashamed of her. What happened when Dhruv met Adhiti after eight year? Will he able to give her a love which she craves from six years? Will Adhiti allow him to love her again? Will they 0 broken souls heals each other's wounds and love each other beyond the love. "Do you still love me as you love me eight years ago." My eyes welled up in tears when I saw the love in his eyes. His eyes are holding the intensity and his right thumb was caressing my cheek lovingly. But I know I don't deserve him. "Because I know you still love me my beautiful neighbor." He leaned to my lips and looked at me with love. "I don't deserve you." I said while looking at him with my heavy teary eyelashes. "I know you do. More than anyone." He decreases the distance between our lips and I closed my eyes in anticipation. Start- 16-12-2020

« 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅. » "I'm waiting for the moment when my soul will leave this body and I'll be dead officially because every piece of me has already died." ~ 𝐀𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 "You've to fight through some bad days to earn the best days in life and everyday I'm praying for some strength to go through these tough days." ~ 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 Two different souls, going somewhere through the same phase but one is hopeless while the other is holding hope like her last weapon. They got hitched because of their own reasons and had planned to get divorce after a year but not everything goes according to one's planning. Join me in their story of how they'll find each other and even if they did find how they'll struggle to be with each other. ˙⁠❥⁠˙˙⁠❥⁠˙˙⁠❥⁠˙ "Please...please don't hate me for all these, Shreya." He mumbled while shaking and refused to open his eyes. His lips were chanting the same sentence until she softly said,"Tell me- tell me how to hate you Avyank." "I can never bring myself to ever hate you. I can't, Avyank." She voiced gazing straight into his eyes and he cried more looking at her eyes which held nothing but love and affection for him. His heart felt at ease as the fear he had that she might hate him after knowing about his past went away. He held onto her as his life depended on her and cried thinking how did he get so lucky 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 ??

{Slowly Editing} People say love destroys friendship and one shouldn't fall in love with their best friend, unknown of the fact that if it works out you'll have your best friend as your life partner for the rest of the life ! 𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 ; He's what you call a gentleman. He's sinfully handsome, ambitious, intelligent, smart and is blessed with everything a person aspires to have in his life. He respects and values everyone and is grateful for everything he has. He had never been in a serious relationship and doesn't even want to because the failed marriage of his sister broke all his belief in love until he started developing romantic feelings for his best friend. Will he acknowledge them or just ignore them ? 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐈 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀 ; She's a living example of how to create a life for yourself. She's pretty, kind and beautiful inside out. She's strong and bold who lives for little moments. She treasures them and wants nothing but to spread happiness through her delicious delicacies. She has been all alone as far as she remembers but was never lonely as she has always found him by her side. She fell for him first and now the question is will he fall harder and if he does, will that workout or will they part ways breaking their friendship ? ~♡~ "Adi, just stop these things okay." She roared and pushed me a little. I was shocked. I have never seen her this raged. Her face got red and tears flowed from her eyes. "What do you think of yourself ? That you will just come and ask me to marry you and then initiate a passionate kiss, play with my feelings." She said while sobbing and my heart pained. "What do you want from me?" She again asked, weeping badly. "Just a chance." I mumbled to which she just stared at me and her chocolate brown eyes are captivating. 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 !

Aradhya's world was nothing like the fairy tales she once dreamed of. She was the wife of THE VIDHARTH SINGH RAJPUT , a name that sent shivers down the spine of even the bravest. The mafia king, the ruler of an empire built on blood and fear, was her husband. To the world, she was envied-luxury draped her existence, her name carried power, and the title of "MRS. VIDHARTH SINGH RAJPUT" made her untouchable. But behind the grand facade, Aradhya lived in a hell she couldn't escape. Every day felt like a cage closing tighter, every breath a reminder of the life she had traded away. The man she called her husband bore nothing but cold hatred for her. His words cut deeper than any wound, his presence was a storm that left her trembling. Yet, to the outside world, she was the queen of his empire-a queen who silently bore the torment of being unloved, unwanted, and misunderstood, a queen to whom her husband doesn't even consider wife. Vidarth, on the other hand, was a man shaped by darkness. Love, compassion, and forgiveness were foreign to him. He is the king who ruled with an iron fist and an unyielding heart, and Aradhya was just another pawn in his game of vengeance and revenge. To him, her existence was a mistake, her presence a constant reminder of everything he despised. But life has a way of turning tables, and destiny often writes its own story. In the shadow of his hatred, Aradhya would find her strength, and in her silent resilience, Vidarth would unknowingly confront the demons of his past. Their story wasn't one of love at first sight or hearts intertwined by choice-it was a tale of fire meeting ice, pain birthing resilience, and two broken souls navigating a world where love was a luxury neither believed they deserved. This is not a love story. This is a war between hate and survival, where one will rise and the other will crumble.

"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts. ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger. (Comp