SHE HAD ONLY ONE THING FIXED IF HE WILL BE HER, HE WILL LIVE IF NOT LET'S DIE TOGETHER. AIN'T IT ROMANTIC.... The kind of love where she would rather stain her own hands with his blood... than watch another woman touch him. 🩸 "Instead of marrying you, I'd rather drink poison," Yatharth said. Samyukta slowly placed the poisoned glass in his hand. "Go ahead," she whispered softly. "Drink it properly." Then she stepped closer. Close enough for her lips to almost brush his. "Tell me the truth," he whispered against her mouth. "Do you want my crown... or just me beneath you?" She smiled. Darkly. "Drink the poison, Rao," she murmured. "Either way... you're still dying as mine." 🩸

Book -I Of " The Same Stranger" Trilogy Please read the warning note before proceeding further. Contains explicit graphic sexual content Strictly 🔞 ---------- Love - Four letters But an entire book could fall short to contain it and one's lifespan would fade away getting it right . Love never existed in Dhruvi's world . Her life was filled with -- Days of tending to wounds of the dark nights Nights of dancing to the tunes of men - drunk , barbaric , violent , unforgiving monsters . She comes from a world where money buys consent and power yields one helpless . Dhruvi Verma was 21 when she realised " Love didn't make the world go round, it was money which did " . So she did the only thing she knew to escape the dirty swamp she was pushed into -"Survive" She made 3 rules - simple but effective Rule 1 - Keep your head down and do your job . Rule 2- Get the money for your services and do not let anyone affect you . Rule 3 - Don't break rule 1&2 until-- she met Him . Adhrit Agnihotri The storm which knocked everything out of balance in Dhruvi's life . She was never supposed to meet him but looks like fate had other plans . When God wrote her love story he didn't script it as romance , rather as the thriller which would Drain her life Dim the shine in her eyes Leave her heart bleeding at his feet But never dead Just breathing Beating enough of life To be claimed by one man. ADHRIT AGNIHOTRI Dhruvi Verma never believed in love But she believed in fate . And oh what horrible fate did she possess -- For her love story was named "A fairytale turned dark " By God himself . --------- BLURB : " What did she choose " he growls heatedly , his eyes never leaving mine. " Interesting choice for someone so put together sir ....A vibrator --- " A vibrator...huh ...we are gonna have a long night Dhruvi ..a very long night" he mutters darkly as he leads me to our spot .

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People says you are rich when your parents are with you, you are wealthy when your parents support you in life but what happened to those who are abandoned by their parents? Durga was only a day old when her grandmother denied to accept her because she was a girl, only a week old when she was abandoned by her father because she was born with dark skin, a month old when her mother left her with her nani (maternal grandmother) with a promise she will come every month to visit her. But after a year when her brother was born her mother forgot she ever had a daughter. 16 years passed with sorrow and desire to buy a new dress like any other normal girl, but she knew with the condition of her grandparents it was even hard to arrange two time's meal... Fortunately she used to get free meals at school. It was another reason for her to attend school nor with book or any other necessary items for class she usually used to stand outside of the classroom as punishment for not taking books with her. but it was not her fault. AMIT SHEKHAR CHOWDHRY : People says what else do you need when you are born in Thakur's family, you are already born with golden spoon. Well, it's not a lie, Thakur do have everything people dream about but is that true? AMIT SHEKHAR CHOWDHRY, sarpanch of 10 villages, powerful, and respected among the villagers. He is tall, board, not breathtaking handsome as heros described in novels but he is very imtidating. He has pursued law from a very prestigious university of that time. He is legally a lawyer but doesn't practice in court, he prefers to focus on his responsibilities more, towards the villagers. He is currently 27 years old and still unmarried. Everyone in the village want to marry off their daughter with him but for him only a girl who is equally educated and mature as him can be his life partner, can take care of his mother's legacy. What will happen when this two completely different person's world will collide together? ____

When Sam's stalker ex turns out to be an Incubus who is haunting her dreams, she turns to the handsome Demon King of Lust for help. ***** Sam Fox is desperate. Recurring nightmares of her stalker ex are becoming eerily real and she knows something more is going on. So when a mysterious handsome bartender claims he can help, she reluctantly accepts. There's just one small detail she didn't see coming: her ex is actually an Incubus gone rogue and this hot bartender is the Demon King of Lust himself. Now her dreams--and her life--are under his protection. --------- NOTE: This book takes place in the Siren's Mark universe following the events of Siren's Fall. You do not have to read the other books, but the story will contain some spoilers. ✓ Completed July 28th, 2023 © All Rights Reserved ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains adult language, explicit sex (consensual), physical violence, and stalking, emotional abuse and manipulation (not romanticized). Expect detailed descriptions of experiences similar to sleep paralysis. Themes discussed may include childhood physical abuse and homophobia/biphobia. This book is intended for adult readers and reader discretion is encouraged.

REWRITTEN VERSION AVAILABLE AS AN EBOOK 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 18+ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. Misfortune has followed Vivienne since the moment she was born. Living quietly with her grandmother, she has long accepted that her future holds nothing bright. That belief is proven true the night she meets a strange man in the cemetery and offers him a beer, unaware of the fatal mistake she has made. The Grim Reaper turns his attention to Vivienne, his fascination twisting into something dangerous and inescapable. Caught in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden feelings, Vivienne must make a choice that will change her life forever. But with the devil breathing down her neck, knowing what's right and what's wrong is no longer so clear. ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

The portrait should have been nothing more than paint on fading canvas- Yet the moment the students stepped into the museum hall, the air shifted. It felt as if the walls remembered things -Prisha felt it first. Prisha Mehta-quiet, observant, orphaned-stood apart from her class, fingers grazing the railing as her eyes fixed on the newly unearthed painting. Princess Shivanya Maheshwari. The artist had painted her like a prayer. Long kohl-lined eyes. Dusky skin glowing beneath jewels. A soft mouth curved with grace. But beneath all the beauty, something felt terribly wrong. Prisha's heartbeat stilled. Because the princess didn't just resemble her. She looked exactly like her.The same eyes. The same bone structure. The same face. Her professor spoke somewhere behind her, recounting how Shivanya's kingdom fell to war centuries ago. How she died young, slain by the ruthless Prince Prithviraj Kshatriya-heir of the rival throne. That night, sleep refused to come. Something inside her whispered- Go back. She shouldn't have. She shouldn't have snuck past the locked museum doors, shouldn't have wandered alone through marble corridors lit only by thunder. But curiosity-dangerous, consuming-pulled her in. Thunder cracked above, rattling the walls.Prisha's breath hitched. And then-even before she could scream-the ground split open beneath her. The museum vanished. With a violent gasp, she clawed her way to the surface. Gone was the museum. Gone was the girl she had been. She staggered to her feet-drenched, trembling- maroon silk clinging to her body, gold heavy around her throat and wrists. She wasn't wearing her own clothes anymore.She was wearing the princess's. Prisha-no, Shivanya-stood in a storm-drenched forest. The only way back to her time was through the portrait. But to reach it...she would have to survive the kingdom that killed her once- -and the prince who was never meant to fall in love with her.

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

Warning ⚠️ Mature content 🔞 *child marriage* she was 10 when he's 18 she was innocent girl who didn't know about marriage while he's sarpanch of village cruel dangerous. it's old fashion book so don't hate me for child marriage plot. " bhaiyaa" she scream...... "bhaiya honga tera bhai inaya" he shout he's face darkening with anger. Years later, he leaves the village and disappears into the cold streets of London. Time changes him. The boy who once ruled with anger becomes a man the world now fears - a brilliant lawyer with a dangerous silence and a darker aura. She calls him Rudra. The world calls him dangerous. " hum sarpanch hai baba humpe zor jabardasti nhi kar paoge aur na hi hame us ladki se vivah karne ke liye mana paoge" he said calmly but firmly. " tum uske ghar to jaa aao baki fir baad me dekhenge, tumhari maa ki zidd hai " he's father said with pleading.... Rudrakansh ko sirf ek hi chiz ki bookh h aur vo h respect. ~~~~ "Sarpanch jiiii, please na... aap to bohot acche hai na! Aisa mat karein... bas upar se aam phek rahi hu, pakad lo please!" ~~~~ forced marriage innocent girl × short tempered sarpanch little girl × mature man Possessive Obsession Vo kehte rahe dur raho humse , hum kehte rahe paas hi to hai A promise made in childhood... a destiny waiting to return. He always saw her as just a child, a little shadow growing up before his eyes. But the day she stood before him in a saree... something dangerous woke inside him. A desire he never wanted, a feeling he tried to fight. Because she was the same girl he had watched grow up- yet suddenly, she wasn't just a child anymore. And now... she is his obsession, his stubborn claim, his madness, his burning obsession and wild desire. 🖤 And trust me, guys- this story is worth it. Please give it a try. 🖤✨

❝An archaeologist whose obsession begins from the palace and ends with her.❞ ┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈ Vedaitya Samarth Malhotra, a brilliant archaeologist of the 22nd century, seems to have it all- fame, fortune, and power. But beneath the accolades lies an obsession so consuming that it once drove his own family to send him away. For years, the centuries-old palace of MaithiliVeda has haunted his every thought. And when he finally steps inside its walls, he encounters the princess herself- straight from the 8th century. Trusting him, Maithili begins to reveal her story... but the truth is never that simple. Because someone is determined to keep them apart. Yet as Vedaitya finds himself drawn to her, Maithili's heart still belongs to another. And when the line between the living and the dead begins to blur, they must confront a truth far more dangerous, and far more beautiful, than either could have imagined. For MaithiliVeda isn't just romance, it's the promise that even lifetimes cannot sever. ✶⊶⊷⊶⊷❍⊶⊷⊶⊷✶ 🏆 #1 in Archaeologist | 30th of June 2024. 🏆 #1 in Archaeologist | 15th of December 2025. 🏆 #1 in Archaeologist | 14th of April 2026. 🏆 #1 in Archaeologist | 03rd of May 2026