Book 2 of Arranged series She stood trembling, voice barely existing as she whispered, "Every inch of my body is full of scars, Arnav. Raw pain... misery. I'm already stained. My innocence and sanity were taken from me long ago." The closeness between them made sure her broken words reached him. Arnav went still. Emotion tore across his face-rage at her suffering, grief for the girl she once was, and a love so consuming it trembled through him. He stepped closer until his body pressed fully against hers. Their faces hovered inches apart, their breaths mingling in the small, shaking space between them. "What if I told you," he whispered, voice thick, "that I'm in love with every one of those scars, butterfly? That your pain wounds me deeper than a hundred bullets? That your 'stains' only prove how fiercely you survived-like the moon, scarred but breathtaking." He leaned in, breath brushing her lips. "What if I told you you're as pure as Maa Ganga to me?" A tear slipped down her cheek. "I will disgust you eventually." He let out a soft, pained chuckle. With a fingertip beneath her chin, he lifted her face gently. "Eyes on me, butterfly." It wasn't an order-it was devotion. "Disgust?" His voice broke slightly. "Do you even understand what you are to me?" He moved closer, caging her with his warmth, grounding her shaking form. "Let me show you," he whispered, promise dark and tender. Her eyes fluttered shut, overwhelmed. His voice sharpened, soft steel. "Dare you close your eyes." She opened them instantly. Their noses brushed-fleeting, electric. "Watch me worship you," he breathed. "Watch me devour you like the elixir you are. Watch me treasure you like the rarest artifact in existence." His gaze dipped to her lips. "May I?" She nodded, trembling. He didn't move. "Words, sunshine." "Yes," she breathed. A slow, dark smirk pulled at his lips-relief, hunger, devotion all woven into one expression. "Now see what you mean to me." Then Arnav kissed her.

*Status- Complete* Book one of the Royal Romance series. "She was the girl he used to see in his dreams" _________________________________________ "Ekansh Rathore" the king of Jaipur. CEO of Rathore Empires by profession. Business is his passion and he can go to any extent for his business. "Ishana Chauhan" the only daughter of Chauhan. An actress who is in her initial days of career. Her career is more important for her than anything else but when it comes to books she has her own world of imagination. Let's see what would happen when they will be tied in the bond of marriage because of the one passionate night they shared with each other. What will happen if they collide? Will they be able to make their relationships work out? To know the answers to the questions join the beautiful journey of Ekansh and Isha.

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.

Vaidehi Chauhan was born into a world of gold and grit, but she learned early that a royal smile is the best place to hide a bleeding heart. At twenty-two, she is a storm trapped in silk, bound by a sacred marriage vow to a man who is as much a stranger as he is her husband. Rana Vanraj Singh Rathore is a decade older, a man carved from the hard stone of the Mewar hills, powerful, possessive, and dangerously restrained. To the world, she is the poised princess. To him, she is a mystery he wants to unravel slowly, breath by agonizing breath. Behind the closed doors of the royal wing, the air thickens with a tension that neither of them can voice. It is in the way his gaze lingers on the curve of her neck, or how her pulse stutters whenever he stands close enough for her to feel the heat radiating from his skin. He is a flame that consumes everything in its path, and she is the one woman who refuses to be burnt. But in a palace where every shadow holds a secret, a single word can ignite a fire that no vow can contain. As the hunger she tries to bury begins to clash with the cold duty she was raised for, Vaidehi must face the truth. Loving him isn't just a choice; it is a surrender that will either liberate her or destroy them both. This is a high-tension, mature royal Indian romance where every touch is a provocation and every glance is a sin.

#BOOK ONE OF DISTRACTION SERIES '𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧' or may be love. She was led astray by him but still she fell more and more madly for him. ✧ I saw a man was brutally stabbing two people one by one on the road. He killed two people in front of my eyes. Seeing this horrifying sight before my eyes, my soul trembled, my body became cold as if I was not alive. There were some men around him, but no one was even trying to stop him. Who is this man and why is he killing them so brutally? And suddenly he stabbed his victim right in the middle of the neck, seeing which I screamed, "Ahhhh!" It was going to prove to be my biggest mistake, he turned his gaze towards me and stood up from his place. He started moving towards me while wielding the knife. It seemed as if I had become frozen, neither was I able to move nor was I able to react. His hands were stained with blood, there were blood stains on his face too. He was slowly taking his steps towards me, but I was not able to even move from my place. I could clearly see my death in his scarier eyes. I understood that within a few moments I too would meet the same fate as those two people. As soon as he reached me, he extended his blood soaked hand towards me, I was scared to death and immediately took a few steps back. He smirked and took as many steps forward. He extended his hand towards me again and said softly in his heavy voice, "Will you marry me?" ✧ The story of two entangled souls, will they be able to sort themselves out or become even more entangled with each other? Arshveer Singh Randhawa × Amber Williams

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 I stepped into the room and the sight before me made my heart drop. Chachi was crying uncontrollably while Mom tried to console her, whispering soft words that clearly weren't helping. On the bed lay the bridal lehenga-perfectly arranged, untouched... as if the bride had simply vanished from the moment. A strange uneasiness crept into my chest. "Chachi... what happened? And where is Lavanya?" I asked, my eyes searching the room, hoping she would suddenly walk out from somewhere laughing. Mom looked at me, her eyes red. "Lavanya... ran away." For a moment, the world seemed to fall silent. Ran away? The words echoed in my mind like a cruel joke. Just last night she had smiled at me, telling me she was happy. How could she disappear like this on the day of her wedding? Before I could process the shock, Chachu suddenly stepped forward. And then he did something that made my breath hitch. He folded his hands in front of me. "Shivanya... please do your chachu a favor. Please marry Abhimaan." My heart stopped. "Chachu... I- I can't do that," I said, stepping back, shaking my head in disbelief. "This is wrong. And what about him? How can I-" "He has already agreed," Papa said softly from behind me. I turned toward him, stunned. "He... what?" "He said yes," Papa continued gently. "Our reputation, our honor... everything lies in your hands now. Trust me, beta. He will keep you happy." Happy? The word felt strangely hollow. Because the truth was far more complicated. She wanted to walk away from every memory of him... every moment that once shattered her heart. Yet destiny, with a twisted smile, was pushing her toward the same man she once swore to forget. Was it truly destiny's plan... or someone else pulling the treads...

Abhimanyu singh rathore , the king of the city jodhpur and the famous business tycoon of India, who has no interest in marriage and relationship. suddenly his family arranged his marriage with a girl named Siya, who is totally different from his world belongs to a middle-class family, he tried a lot to stop the marriage but the fate was not his side they both are tied in a relationship against their will let's see what destiny has planned for them in future, will they'll be able to make this marriage successful....

BOOK 3 OF HER SERIES *.✧HER FORCED HUSBAND✧.* *.↬ Ridhansh Singhania Ridhansh Singhania - King of Meghrath. CEO of Singhania Industries. A man with power in his veins and rage in his heart. He loved only three people - his parents and his little sister. And Mishka... his school sweetheart. She was meant to be his forever. Their wedding day was supposed to be perfect - his one chance at happiness... until... *.↬ Dhwani Awasthi Dhwani Awasthi is a brilliant CA. Daughter of Delhi's most powerful diamond merchant. Chirpy, lovable, and dangerously smart. She loved once - silently. Her senior. The man who never looked at her. Ridhansh Singhania. She watched him with Mishka. Not with jealousy... but with fear. Because Dhwani knew a truth - Mishka was dangerous... deadly. One day, she would destroy him. She confessed once. He rejected her - gently. She confessed again. He crushed her - brutally. Her heart broke twice... She decided to leave India forever. But destiny had a wicked plan. The day he was supposed to marry Mishka... He stopped Dhwani at the airport. Lifted her over his shoulder. Kidnapped her. Dragged her back to the mandap... and in front of everyone - including Mishka - he forcefully filled her maang with sindoor. Tied mangalsutra around her neck. A marriage without consent. Without explanation. Now Dhwani is bound to a man who never wanted her. A man she always loved... Why did Ridhansh ruin Mishka's dreams? Why did he choose Dhwani? What truth hides behind his sudden obsession... and this brutal betrayal? Their fate is written in blood. A forced marriage. A dangerous love. A war between time and love. Want to know what happens when fate pushes them into a forced marriage- a marriage forced by him? Then step into their war of time and love.

FIRST STORY IN THE RAJVANSH SERIES Devendra X Devyani "मोहब्बत इस दुनिया की सबसे खूबसूरत चीज है। जो हमें उनसे हो गई है। अब या तो मेरी मोहब्बत उनके साथ मुकम्मल होगी या फिर उनके प्यार में फनाह होगी"। ________________________________ This is a story of two individuals bound in a sacred union that ties two people together called "Marriage" Join the journey of Devyani Rajput, who entered in the world of Devendra Singh Ranjvansh and made him HER'S. She collected the broken pieces of his heart and made his heart beat again. **** TROPES: • Royal Romance • Arrange marriage • She fell first, but he fell harder • Grumpy x Sunshine • Suspense, past! This story contains mature scenes!

𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝖝 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐦~ "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝐇𝐞𝐫~ "𝐈.. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭..... " When an arranged marriage brings these two together, how will the neglected girl cope with life alongside the man who rules all he sees??? What happens when the ruthless king becomes obsessed with someone who never learned to ask for anything at all?? She offers softness to a man who knows only strength. He gives protection to a woman who never realized she needed it... His eyes soften only for her. Her heart beats only for him... Together, they discover that some wounds heal best in the hands of another.. Will the king who takes everything he wants finally learn to give??? Will the woman who expects nothing finally learn to receive?? Start: 06 July 2024 End: 20 March 2025