'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their destinies are bound. And the person who connects their fate is 'Niskarsh Bedi'. 'Niskarsh Bedi', the younger son of the Bedi family who lives miles away from his family in Canada. Maanvi Arora, who is engaged to Niskarsh's elder brother Abhimaan Bedi, who hates Niskarsh. Nearly fifteen years later, Niskarsh has returned to India, taking Maanvi who had gone to Canada two years back for studies. But on seeing Manvi, both the Bedi family and the Arora family were stunned. What such change has happened inside Manvi in these two years, which has surprised everyone? Why does Abhimaan hate his own brother Niskarsh? And, why was Niskarsh living in Canada away from his family for fifteen years? And who is Sharanya? After all, how is her fate intertwined with Manvi's? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha.

Hello everyone It's a very very very important note so kindly don't ignore! I have changed my book name to Shivanya:his only obsession from Shivanya : his replaced bride according to the world she's his replaced bride but it's actually it was arranged by him, but the story doesn't ends here their traumatic and dark past is another unexpected plot which will blow away minds so to know the whole story read the book.. have a happy reading all 🙌🏻💙

And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men. Are these even considered men? My head jerked to the left as I stared at my mother, tied with chains, torn clothes, and blood trickling down her forehead. Her satisfactory smirk flattered me as soon as her eyes met mine. Is this what we call Maa? "Agar dar ki aakho me dekhoge, dar tumse darega." These were the last lines of my father. Jaate jaate bhi bhut kuch sikha gaye. Even if this is how I die, I don't deserve an unworthy death like this. I refuse to die because the day I close my eyes, I will be doing it willingly. My hand stumbled upon Aruval; either this would be the end of me or him. Taking it in my hand, I hit it on his neck with all the energy I could summon up. His head jerked up in half as it landed just beside my mom's feet. His blood splashed over me giving me a sense of relief, tears shone in my eyes. Har asur ke vinash ke liye ek Krishna janam leta hai par is baar kali janamegi. Vinash toh tay hai ya uska ya Mera. "Toh likho laal kalam se, Gita ka unisva adhyay, Kaleen Singh Chauhan ki maut mere hatho hi hogi." And this was the rise of satan in the world of Rajtantra. Yeh tha ek ant: ka prarambh. A war between Bhay and Karma.

AARAMBH, is a story of Amaya and Yug and their village. Amaya went to her village after a long time , Yug was her childhood crush who used to be very playful and flirty around her. But this time something is strange , his behaviour was changed, she noticed that he has been ignoring her, maintaining distance, she never shows her feelings toward him, so she thought that he must be interested in someone else. But the truth was something else... And the other thing she notice ... She noticed the atmosphere of her village was also changed, Some dreadful feeling was going around in that village , like everyone is hiding something, some untold story, a creepy aura that makes her heart scream to run out of somewhere,but she was stuck .... From there, a new disaster started (AARAMBH)... ____________________________________________ Tropes (⁠✷⁠‿⁠✷⁠) Mystery Horror Thrill Paranormal Childhood love Generational course Mythology Dark romance

" Anshi...... " Rudra stepped close, as I took a step back. "I think..." I took a shaky breath, "I think it's time to make everything right... by ending it all." I stepped back, tightening my grip on the revolver. Rudra's eyes widened. "What are you doing, love? Put the gun down. Just let me talk-" "No!" I whispered. My lips trembled. "I hate you," I said, looking straight into Rudra's eyes. " You're also like others." "No... don't say that. Please... don't." He dropped to his knees in front of me. " I'm sorry for everything, please put the gun down." He begged. My finger tightened on the trigger. My lips curved into something between a smirk and a sob. It's too late rudra. " But this is what you want? Don't you? Yeh hi to chahta tha na tum, Rudraksh Agnihotri?" My voice cracked. "Main mar gye... toh tumhara badla pura ho jaayega?" ( this is what you wanted, right? That I die. And your revenge is fulfilled?) "No... No! I never wanted this!" his voice cracked. "I love you. I love you so much. I've never begged anyone in my life, but I'm begging you now... please, don't do this. Please." Seeing him, I remembered the time when I begged in front of him, to not push me away. And now he is standing at my place. "I'm ready to fall at your feet, rub my nose there if that's what it takes - but don't, don't pull the trigger." I stood frozen. "You know I love you. I love you so damn much that if you pull that trigger... I swear, I'll shoot myself the next second."

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#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

𝐒𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞: 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 & 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑽𝒆𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒖𝒌𝒕𝒂, 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒂. 𝒀𝒆𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅-𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒖𝒌𝒕𝒂 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. Copyright © [202

She was struggling to tie the dori of her kurti but couldn't so She was trying to find her friends to help her with this but no one came into her view. "Can I?", Someone asked from behind and She recognised the voice immediately. It was Him. From yesterday night, she was trying to avoid him. After what happened yesterday night the only thing she wants is to stay miles away from him. But it is practically impossible as they are literally sharing the same roof. She turned around only to meet with his chest as he was standing very close to her. ' When did he come this close?', She wondered. He raised his eyebrows at her. " Yeah.... You can.", She replied and again turned around. Now her back was facing his front. He slided her beautiful dark brown hair to one side. The mere touch of his fingers sent a tingling sensation to her whole body. He took the string of her kurti in his veiny hands and pulled it making her bare back collide with his chest. Her breath hitched at his action. He said nothing and just started tying it but his heart was beating rapidly. His hands started sweating but He just wanted to kiss that mole on her back which is only increasing the beauty of her bare back. Every hair strand of her body stood up when his hot breath fell near her neck. "Done.", He said in his husky voice and walked away. HE is the next Don of The Italian Mafia. SHE is a Royal Princess of India. For Her, He is only her brother's bestfriend. But for Him, She is his everything. He started having feelings for hers, but will she able to reciprocate those feelings? In their love story, there will be so many obstacles, so many enemies, that will try to prevent them from being with each other, but; Will they succeed in it? Or, their strength of love? Started on- 05/04/23

"In this story, a girl lives hidden from the world-she is the secret princess of a mafia don. Her life is filled with secrets known only to a select few. When a new mafia boss, the heir to his father's legacy, enters her life, their story takes a thrilling twist. Will she be able to keep her past hidden? And can they find a new path of love and friendship amidst their dangerous worlds? This tale is a captivating mix of romance, suspense, and power struggles that will keep you hooked until the very last page." Aria Gambino!. 24years. Female lead and the hidden girl with pure smile!!. Hidding secerts from world! DANTE DE SANTIS 30 Years Male dangerous lead! Ready to uncoil every secret about his queen