Title: "Veer & Aryan: Underworld Bonds" Plot: Aryan Mehta is a brilliant but struggling doctor who keeps his head down, avoiding trouble at all costs. His life takes a dangerous turn when he unknowingly saves the life of Veer Rathore-the ruthless and feared mafia king of Mumbai. Veer is captivated by Aryan's kindness, something he has never experienced in his violent world. Despite his cold and dangerous reputation, he finds himself drawn to the innocent doctor. However, Aryan wants nothing to do with the mafia, determined to live a normal life. But fate has other plans. When a rival gang targets Aryan to get to Veer, the mafia king is forced to step in. To protect him, Veer kidnaps Aryan and keeps him under his protection-declaring that the doctor belongs to him now. As they are forced to live together, Aryan starts seeing a different side of Veer-the man behind the ruthless mask. But can he accept a man who thrives in darkness? And will Veer be able to protect Aryan without dragging him into the bloodshed of the underworld?

Ishita Verma never prayed for love. She prayed for escape. Aarav Rajput never believed in destiny. He believed in control. One impulsive moment inside a temple binds two strangers into a marriage neither of them planned, wanted, or understood. A secret husband. A hidden wife. A cold CEO and an introverted girl pretending to be strangers in public. This is not a love story that begins with romance. This is a marriage that learns how to survive before it learns how to feel. Note: Guys this story's plot struck me suddenly and I tried to make it as better as possible from my imagination. Guys please follow atleast till part 30 if you feel it is not what you thought it would be. I am a first time writer so I hope everyone will support me and help me grow ❤️

Highly mature content A game of revenge, love, hatred and manipulation. #1 in desi love #1 in lonely #1 in adult-content #1 in recommendation #1 in watty #1 in fiction

Two alphas born for power. Two omegas destined to break their walls. This isn't love-it's Junoon.

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.

The combination of fuel and fire is dangerous❤️🔥, everyone knows this but when two people become each other's fuel and fire💋, then either they burn themselves or burn anyone who comes between them...✨ And in this story, there is our fire, Samarth Singh Rathore, the king of Jodhpur, the best businessman of India, who is just like a devil, he has no place for anyone in his heart except his family, cold, grumpy, rude - all these are very small words, for him he is a devil, a devil. And our fuel is Siya Thakur, the only sister of India's biggest mafia, whom everyone also calls the princess of death, her favorite work is to send bad people straight to hell. Try to hurt their close ones and go straight to hell. To see how this fuel and fire combination will be, read below.🎀

Summary: A victory trip. A luxurious escape between mountains and beaches. A group of cricketers celebrating their win-laughing, teasing, living freely for once. It was supposed to be simple. Just a trip. But somewhere between shared rooms, late-night chaos, and stolen glances- things start to change. Shubman doesn't understand why Ishan being close to others makes something inside him burn. Ishan laughs everything off... until it stops feeling like a joke. And then there's Abhishek- who knows exactly what he's doing. Exactly what he wants. Mayank, on the other hand, doesn't. Not yet. Touches linger longer than they should. Words start meaning more than they're supposed to. And boundaries? They slowly... disappear. What begins as comfort turns into attachment. Attachment into possessiveness. And possessiveness into something far more dangerous. Because this trip- was never just a trip. It was the beginning of something they won't be able to walk away from. And once it starts- There's no going back....

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

BOOK 1 OF ★WRITTEN IN THE STARS SERIES★ (Can be read as a standalone) A boy who likes to capture moments in photographs and a girl who brings sweetness everywhere she goes First day of 11th grade...two strangers met for the first time Kabir Malhotra likes to see the world through his camera lens, while Ishika Sharma bakes sweetness with love. From school classrooms to college corridors , their story unfolds like the first drops of rain. What starts as an unexpected friendship slowly turns into something deeper. Through shared memories,orange candies, and laughter...they learn that some stories are already written in the stars.