Book two of Royal Series. "Not all royals wear crowns. Some carry scars that glitter just the same." They thought the past had been buried. They were wrong. Akshat Rajawat was never meant to return. Not as a brother. Not as a soldier. And definitely not as the ticking bomb planted in their midst. But secrets have sharp edges. And now, they're cutting deeper than ever. As veils lift and truths surface, the Rajawat legacy begins to crack. Bonds are tested. Loyalties shaken. Love turns dangerous. While Aksh walks the razor's edge between revenge and redemption, Bhavya is caught in the crossfire- no longer a child on the sidelines, forced to confront the truths, and maybe break her promise. Because enemies don't always come with weapons. Sometimes, they come wearing familiar faces. In a world where every move is a game piece, Only one question remains- Who will be left standing when the masks fall? He doesn't want their crown. He wants them to suffer under the weight of it. Because this time, the forgotten son isn't just back. He's here to bring it all down. Or is he?

Gracelyn Matthews and Landon Scott were inseparable as kids until he became the star football player everyone wanted, and she became the girl he forgot. Now in college, Grace dances under stadium lights while Landon owns the field... and pretends she barely exists. But when a messy almost-relationship with Luca Rivera rich, popular, charming, and absolutely not a good guy starts pulling her into drama she never asked for, Landon suddenly isn't so distant anymore. Old memories resurface. Old wounds reopen. And the boy who once picked her flowers becomes the man who can't stand seeing her with someone else. Grace swears she hates him. Landon swears he doesn't care. But hate and love? They've always danced a little too close.

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

They're on opposite ends of the financial spectrum. Complete contrasts when it comes to popularity. And their relationship has a deadline. Lily: College was never supposed to be this hard. It wasn't supposed to be about working to survive, going hungry, and sleeping in my car. And it sure as hell wasn't supposed to be about dodging my icky exboyfriend while trying not to die from embarrassment when my roommates make my new crush public. But it is what it is, and I always find a way to get by. When I'm not working, I'm studying. That is, until the crush that's way out of my league starts paying me attention. Ethan: One last year of freedom. It cost my dad a summer of partying and a three million dollar car, but I'm back at college. I have one year to get as much partying and playing done as possible. This year is all about hockey and sex. I'll have plenty of time for boardroom meetings and forced golf outings after I graduate. It's supposed to be meaningless sex, but I'm not sure every part of me got the memo. Because when I first spot Lily... Well, I need her. Just Pucking Money is a sizzling New Adult, College Sports Romance, where the popular hockey player falls for the loner computer science major. (❤️18+ recommended❤️)

After a slump in her love life, Morgan is ready to get back out there. As a favor to a friend she signs up for a new dating app. Not knowing who she's messaging she sets up a date with a guy from the same university. When she steps into the coffee shop and sees her roommate's older brother, the guy whose nose she broke, she's certain it's a mistake. She should have walked away. Instead, she spent an evening drinking with him. An evening that ended with a surprisingly hot kiss. Just a Pucking Kiss is a New Adult, College Sports Romance with two stubborn enemies that refuse to turn lovers... until... (❤️18+ recommended❤️)

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 １ 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 ‶𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬ʺ 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 They can't stand each other. And now, they're getting married. 𝐁𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 has grown up hating one person the most-her mother's best friend's son, 𝐑𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚. He's arrogant, irritating, and loves nothing more than pushing her buttons. For him, annoying Bhumi has always been the best game to play. The feeling is mutual-she can't survive a single day around him without wanting to scream. But when their close families decide to tie them together in an arranged marriage, everything changes. Suddenly, the boy she swore she'd never stand is the man she's supposed to spend forever with. Between constant arguments, stolen glances, and a chemistry they can't ignore, their hate begins to turn into something... unexpected. One thing is certain: their wedding will be chaotic, but their love story will be unforgettable. 𝐸𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑜𝑘

The Saga of Politics, Love, Betrayals, Duties, and Responsibilities •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• "Congratulations, Abhiraaj, you are going to become a father," Tejasvini said, hugging her son, but he was shocked. 'How could this happen?' he thought. He looked at her. Her cheeks are already stained with tears. When everyone left, he asked with an expressionless face, "The child is his?" Her world stopped, and she felt like someone stabbed her heart. Her heart shattered in a million pieces, and she felt broken for the first time. She never felt like this, even after so many betrayals. More tears welled up in her eyes. His back is facing her. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are bloodshot red. He never imagined that, above all, she would ever betray him like this, that she would be unfaithful in this marriage. ||PART 1 OF THE BOOK||

Lane Fuller never thought he'd be the guy who lost the one girl who ever mattered. But he did. And now, everything hurts. Sophie Wright won't even look at him. Lane? He's drowning in it. Skipping practices. Crying in the shower. Laying in bed with her old sorority shirt clutched to his chest. Jason, his best friend tells him to man up and move on. But Lane's not wired like that. He doesn't just want her back. He wants to make it right. Because loving Sophie wasn't his mistake-losing her was. And now he'll do anything-rush after her, beg, crawl, grovel-to be the man she deserves. Even if she's convinced she's already moved on. [18+ Mature Audiences Only] [SMUT Warning] If you copy my work I will find you 🔪

Sex? Corbin Grimaldi's an expert. Commitment? Never heard of her. Relationships and heights? Hard pass. But blondes? Yeah, he's got a thing. Enter Evie Abbot-blonde, beautiful, and a walking contradiction to everything Corbin swears he can't stand. She's in his head, under his skin, making him question everything he thought he knew about love, lust, and the rules he swore he'd never break. He's made it this far without falling. Without letting anyone get too close. So why does it feel like Evie is the one girl who might actually catch him? And if she does... will she be the one who ends up hurt? A fast-paced, addictive college romance in a world of cocky jocks, frat boys, sorority girls, drama, and endless parties. Can Corbin and Evie handle the rush of it all? [SMUT WARNING] [18+ Mature Audiences Only] [Mentions of drug abuse, alcoholism, sexual assault, eating disorders and more]

𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐗 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 Choose," Vikram's voice echoed, cold and unforgiving. "Your company or your wife." His fingers trembled around the cold steel of the gun. Ansh had always been a man of logic, a strategist who calculated risks and gains. But now, faced with this impossible choice, his heart waged war against his mind. The company-the empire he had built from sweat and sacrifice-exited like a mountain before him. It represented power, wealth, and influence. Kanika-she was his heart, the reason he breathed. Ansh's eyes held resignation. He had made his choice-the one that would haunt him forever. He stepped closer, the gun's muzzle against Kanika's temple. "Betrayer never stands a place in our lives " he whispered . . . . . . "I love you," she whispered, but love was no match for the weight of his decision. The gunshot tore through her, not just physically but emotionally. Ansh had shattered her trust, leaving her broken and bleeding. The gunshot echoed through the room, shattering not just Kanika's trust but also their love. Ansh had chosen his company, and in that choice, he had betrayed her. Kanika wondered if love could survive such brutality. Or if, in the end, it was all just an illusion-a mirage in a desert of broken promises. Love or betrayal? Consumption of betrayals. Internal betrayal? Yes! Will they be overcome? Or Will it overcome them??? Buckle up your seats to witness their internal betrayals.