Vienne Marlow, a medical student and his intern. She planned on surviving her internship peacefully and quietly-keep her head down, get the credits, and get it done without drawing anyone's attention. But that was before him. Before the late-night encounters, the smirks across lecture halls, the hands that shouldn't have touched her but did. Before she realized her professor wasn't just watching her-he was studying her. Mapping her. Obsessing over every way she could be his. Dr. Sebastian Vale, a surgeon and her professor. He wanted her bent over his desk, legs spread, skirt pushed up, panties on the floor, hair in his fist, screaming his name loud enough for the whole building to hear. 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 → 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 × 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙥 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 & 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 & 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 → 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 → 𝙃𝙤𝙩, 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙮 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙨, 𝙃𝙚 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙨 → 𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩

He wore a crown forged in legacy. She wore dreams stitched in simplicity. He ruled palaces. She lived between ordinary walls. But the moment their worlds collided- Fate bowed. Crowned by Love is a soul-twisting tale of a king whose heart beats not for power, but for the girl who never imagined being more than a passing shadow in his empire. She wasn't born royal. Yet in his eyes, she was everything regal. And he-cold, composed,untouched-found himself falling for the fire in her softness, the strength in her silence. This is not a story of revenge or war. It's a story of surrender. Of eyes that met across crowds. Of love that whispered in marble halls. Of a bond that crowned them both-without ever asking for it. A tale where love doesn't just bloom... it reigns.

𓆩♡𓆪 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧ 𓆩✦𓆪 ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ 𓆩✦𓆪 ━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━ 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕... One was forbidden by rules. The other was forbidden by fate. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑹𝒐𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕 - the cold, untouchable professor whose past turned him into stone. A man feared by many, felt by none. 𝑨𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 - the quiet dancer who hid storms beneath grace, and loved a man who never saw her... until she stopped looking back. He was duty. She was desire. He taught discipline. She lived through chaos. He crushed her love. She buried it... along with her innocence. But fate has a cruel sense of humour - Because just when she begins to forget him... He decides he can't forget her. ❝ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞. ❞ Now, he wants her. Not with love. But with an obsession that burns like sin. 𝑹𝒐𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑨𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒂... 𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓. A tale of silence and scars, of a girl who loved too deeply, and a man who felt too late. 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 (🔞) This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18

✦ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 ✦ A Dark Royalty × Mafia × Obsession Romance He was born a devil. She was caged like a queen. And now... she's his favorite sin. "You weren't stolen. You were chosen." Kiara Rathore - hidden princess of a powerful royal family, locked away in a dungeon the world forgot. Twenty-one years of silence. No light. No love. No freedom. Only golden lies and blood-soaked truths. Until one night... she escaped the palace. And fell straight into the hands of Aarohn Warner. Asia's most feared mafia king. Brutal. Obsessed. Unforgiving. He doesn't ask. He takes. And what he takes, he never returns. "I burn empires for fun, princess. Imagine what I'll do for something that's mine." No one survives him. No one controls him. But her presence? Her defiance? Her innocence? It doesn't break him-it consumes him. She thought she ran from one prison. But she just stepped into a darker one-where the bars are silk, the walls are obsession, and the devil has her name engraved in his veins. Now there's no escape. No mercy. And no turning back. Because to him, one truth remains: "Darling, you're mine... and I don't share." ⸻ Standalone Dark Romance ⚠️ Contains possessive themes, mature content, twisted love, and royalty-meets-mafia intensity. For readers who crave dark power plays, forbidden fates, and obsessive kings. She wore a crown of silence. He gave her a throne of sin.

He's the billionaire heir who has everything. She's the scholarship girl who has nothing. I was content with my quiet life. I asked for nothing and expected even less. Then Adrian Hawthorne set his eyes on me. He decided I was his. His new project. His unwanted obsession. He says he'll ruin me. He promises to tear down my world until he's the only one left. What he doesn't know is that I'm already broken. And he might just be the one to shatter completely. A dark billionaire romance with a possessive hero, a "touch her and you die" vibe, and secrets that could destroy them both. "His to Ruin" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is part of the book series "The Hawthorne Legacy #1" ______ "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else, Lilia. When I'm done with you, the memory of my touch will be a brand on your skin. The sound of my voice will be the only thing you hear in your dreams. You will crave me. You will beg for me." My breath hitched, my entire body frozen in a state of horrified paralysis. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, the contact sending a bolt of pure, unadulterated electricity through me. "And the best part?" he breathed, his voice a silken, venomous promise. "You're going to love every second of it." He pulled back, his eyes blazing with a triumphant, predatory fire. He had seen the flicker of response in my eyes, the traitorous shiver that had run down my spine. He knew he had struck a nerve. That was what finally broke the spell. Rage, pure and absolute, surged through me, burning away the fear. I yanked my hand back, my palm connecting with his cheek with a sharp, satisfying crack that echoed in the silent aisle. He didn't even flinch. He just stood there, a slow, terrifying smirk spreading across his face as he gently touched the reddening mark on his cheek. "There's that fire," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark, appreciative hunger. "I can't wait to taste it."

Set in early 2000s India, this is a slow-burn romance of unsaid feelings, stubborn silences, and hearts that take their time to fall. "I have loved you since I was six." But I never told him. Because he was my best friend's brother. Because he was eight years older. Because he never looked at me the way I looked at him. Years passed. I never moved on. Not even a little. And then... he came back-older, colder, and wearing a police uniform. Then, I did the one thing I never dared before. I wrote him a letter. A letter full of everything I had buried inside me for years. He read it. And broke my heart with five quiet words: "You are not my type." But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. One letter. One rejection. And one arranged marriage proposal later, suddenly, I'm his fiancée. He asked me to say no. I said yes.

𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ୨ৎ 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 🎀 𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗨𝗡𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── 𝘚𝘕𝘌𝘈𝘒 𝘗𝘌𝘌𝘒 Suddenly, I felt a wave of hot shame rush to my face. My cheeks burned. I was officially tied to this man, this handsome stranger standing right in front of me, and yet I still didn't know who he was. I knew I had to ask. I forced myself to speak, even though my heart was pounding. "Excuse me," I said softly. He turned toward me, waiting for me to continue. I couldn't look him in the eye. I kept my gaze fixed on the shiny marble floor, my head bowed in total embarrassment. "What is your name?" I finally managed to say. My voice was so quiet I could barely hear it myself. The silence that followed was agonizing. It felt like an eternity. I was sure he was judging me. What kind of wife doesn't even know her husband's name? I thought, feeling more humiliated by the second. Then, I heard a low, deep chuckle. It wasn't a mean laugh; he sounded genuinely amused. When he finally spoke, his voice was smooth and calm. "Agastya. Agastya Singhania, Anya." ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── Copyright © 2025 Our Unwilling Alliance All rights reserved

𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧 [𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 1 𝖔𝖋 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝕾𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘] 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭, 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫. ________________ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞. "𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧?" 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬-𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. Starting ~ 1 June 2025 Ended ~ 27 September 2025

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 2 𝒐𝒇 "𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔" ~ Rᴜᴅʀᴀ × Sᴜɢᴀɴᴅʜᴀ ~ ⚠️‼️ Mature audience only! Strictly 18+ • Do not report unnecessarily, please read the disclaimer. *** 1970's Life has unexpected turns. Sugandha, a young flower that got ruined by a lustful monster. She gave her all hopes of happiness after that incident. She became a widowed woman when her monstrous husband died. But... the society looked at her as a mole from the start. Growing up in a poor, low-caste family, she endured a lot. The taunts on her brown shade were a never-ending cycle. But what happens when the god blesses her with a second chance? That no one ever even witnessed before. An unmarried man from a rich background, and never had any relationship before, ends up marrying her. Rudra, a man's name that sends a shiver through the whole village. A man that adores his older brother to the core. He agreed to marry Sugandha just for his older brother's wish. But... he wasn't happy with the decision. Will love blossom in their relationship? Why wasn't Rudra happy about the marriage? Will Sugandha move on and give a second chance to her life? Dive into the story to find out ~✨~ - Short chapters - ___________________________________ This story contains abusive language, sexual content, attempted rape, miscarriage, Graphic content, sexual abuse, domastic violance, racism and sexism. Mature audience only! Read at your own risk. Thanks for reading ❤️

𝐙𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐟 𝐃𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐢, 18-year-old, is forcefully married to the 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐳𝐚𝐢, 32, eldest heir of her family's sworn enemy. The nikkah happens with them in different rooms. They have never seen each other before, their faces are still unknown to one another. For him, this marriage isn't love. It's revenge. A boy from the girl's family, her creepy cousin, tried to harass his sister. So he took revenge by kidnapping the girl and forcing her into marriage. When the ceremony finishes, his voice turns cold as he orders his men... "𝐈𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐫𝐢 𝐠𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢 𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐨." (𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳.) Two cars drive into the dark night. A few moments later, a loud explosion breaks the silence. Shehriyar's car bursts into flames and is completely covered in fire.