"Ishani Mehra... I want to destroy you completely in every possible way." . . . . ╔════❀•°❀°•❀ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 ❥ Age Gap ❥ Kidnapping ❥ Forced Marriage ❥ Enemies to Lovers ❥ She Fell First... He Fell Harder & Harder ❥ Slow Burn ❥ Revenge ╚════❀•°❀°•❀ ━━━━━━ 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 ━━━━━━ ☽ dark romance ☽ tension you can feel ☽ love that hurts & heals 🌷 Devansh Singh Rathore, 30 years old. FIRST IMPORTANT THING IS DEVANSH IS NOT SWEET GUY . HE IS DANGEROUS MAN. A dangerously handsome man. The powerful CEO of DSR Diamonds Pvt. Ltd and several other companies. But behind the polished suits and corporate empire hides a dark truth... He is the ruthless Mafia King. Cruel. Heartless. A man who doesn't hesitate even for a second before taking a life. He hates betrayal more than anything. And those who betray him... don't live to regret it. 🌷 Ishani Mehra, 22 years old. Beautiful, kind-hearted, and innocent but not foolish. She went to New York for her higher studies, chasing her dreams. But after returning home, she had no idea that her life was about to change completely... In ways she could never have imagined. 🌷🌷🌷

#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.)

[ COMPLETED ✔ ] Author : She is a cloud and he is thunder . If she is alone she is beautiful but if she is with him she will be more powerful . HE WANNA MARRY FOR REVENGE BUT ENDED UP MARRYING AN INNOCENT GIRL MISTAKENLY WHO IS NOT A PART OF HIS REVENGE . . Sriya is a sweet , simple 20yr old girl who is quite charming and enjoying her last day of her college ( graduation day ). She proudly received her certificate and the honour of being the topper. She felt so happy and sad at the same time that her family couldn't attend her graduation coz her younger sister's is playing basketball 🏀 and got selected for national team and today is her first match. She never thought things would go terrible to her. when she saw a group of man wearing black suit looking like bodyguards surrounded her with guns , they said : miss you gonna come with us . she was so astonished and shivers went through her spine ,when they came closer she was so scared and she fainted . when she woke up and saw she was locked in a darkroom and she started searching for the light she felt so odd , her body feels so heavy . she found the switch and turn on the lights . she saw the room is fully decorated with flowers , colourful curtains etc. where am I ? is there any function going on here ? why the room is so decorated ? she thought and then her gaze fall on the mirror .she was so shocked to see herself in the mirror. what ? why am I in this bridal costume ? she said to herself. Just then the door opened and a voice said "oh ..! so glad to see you awake My Sweetheart" . . . . . . So , guys this is a desi soft romance book with hot and cute romance . I hope you guys enjoy the story . ---❤️---

I love pink. He loves red. I crave strawberry milk. He craves... an HEIR?! I am just a normal college student. I like coding (badly), cute ribbons, and justice. My biggest problem was supposed to be passing Theology class. But I don't know how I ended up with a heavy diamond ring on my finger. One moment I was trying to hack a bad guy's phone, and the next, I was signing a contract with the Devil himself. Now, I live in his fortress. He treats me like a princess, but he looks at the world like he wants to burn it down. And the worst part? He keeps talking about his "Legacy." He wants a baby. RIGHT. NOW. Excuse me, Sir? I have midterms next week! Does the baby come before or after my exam?! Is it Stockholm Syndrome if the villain is your husband? Asking for a friend.

He hated her. Not the I-don't-like-you kind of hate. No. He hates her with every fibre of his being. Her mere presence set him off. He hates her know it all smile and the way she brushes her hair out of her face when she is upset. The way she played with her hands when she's nervous or made snarky remarks whenever he walked into a room. He hates her with every fibre of his being. She hated him. With every fibre of her being. With his sarcastic comments and devilish grin. She hated the way he never would address her politely, or at all for that matter. He was rude and annoying and she hated it all. Everything about him. She couldn't stand it. But then again, there's a very thin line between hate and love... - Dark romance - Enemies to lovers - Arranged marriage. - Forced proximity. - Revenge.

꧁𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ꧂ ߹߬꧁༺꧁꧁꧁꧁꧁꧁༻꧂߹߬ What will happen when both will end up marrying 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 ? Will destiny bring them close? Will he trust a random girl after what her mother did ? Will she be able to spend her whole life with a random boy ? Read the story of Adwait and Dhruvi. Started at : 1/11/2024 Ended at : 29/ 5/ 2026

They fell in love long ago before the sky became their battlefield. From stolen glances in highschool to fighter jets roaring above the sky.they believed they understood what sacrifice is. Engagement celebrations, family laughter, promises whispered under the sky, life was finally beginning. Untill one phone changed everything.... ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ : 20/1/26 ᴇɴᴅ :

Rudraansh Rajvanshi × Nyra Deshmukh ( Fire × Fire )

AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE LOVE STORY.

#1 of the love series. He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- Happy reading 🩷