She was never meant to rule. He was never meant to love her. When the Lion of Qamara dies, his empire expects one of his sons to inherit the throne. Instead, his will names his daughter. At twenty-two, Zalika bint-e-Zafir becomes the first Sultana of Qamara - a ruler born of fire and forbidden ambition. Her father's legacy burns on in her, but every man around her wants to test whether a woman's hand can wield a crown forged by conquest. Among them stands Amir Altair ibn Affan - the youngest commander in the empire, a man of iron discipline and quiet power. Loyal to the throne, sworn to protect his Sultana... until duty begins to blur into something far more dangerous. As rebellion brews in the east and faith is twisted into politics, Zalika must prove that her mind is sharper than any sword - even as her heart betrays her defenses. In a kingdom where love is weakness and loyalty can kill, she and Altair walk the thin line between devotion and destruction. A story of power, passion, and peril - where a woman fights not just for a crown, but for the right to love on her own terms. ⸻ Sequel to The Sultan's Obsession, but can be read as a standalone.

THIS IS JUST A EXCERPT HERE SO , IF YOU WANT TO READ THIS BOOK CHECK OUT INKIIT AND SCROLLSCTOCK . Avyukta Bhargava has always been free-sharp-minded, stubborn, and determined to build a life on her own terms. Until him. Kushagra Singhal, thirty-four, billionaire CEO, dangerous in ways she can't name. To him, she isn't just a woman-she's his butterfly. Fragile, beautiful... and his to capture. But butterflies aren't meant to live in cages. He doesn't believe in chance. He believes in control. In obsession. In making sure she can't escape the pull he has over her-no matter how hard she tries. Accidents aren't accidents. Locked doors aren't coincidences. And when silk cuffs close around her wrists, Avyukta learns the truth: some ties are chosen, others are inevitable. This isn't just romance. It's obsession. It's manipulation. And once she steps into Kushagra's world, there is no walking away. "She was his butterfly. And he would never let her fly free." ✨ EXCERPT ✨ Another moan escaped me involuntarily. My back arched, seeking more of his touch even as my mind screamed for control. My brain said: Run. My body said: Stay. Melt. Burn. I was cracking breath:"You... you're dangerous, Kush." His voice dipped even lower, barely audible against my ear, but every word pierced my soul: "I'm dangerous for you. Jaan" "So you never need anyone else." "So you never want anyone else." "So even your fear... bends to me." ⚠️ Mature Content | Dark Themes | Age Gap | Psychological Intensity..

"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....

#1 book of Obsession series (complete) Maya X Rudra (Professor X Student) → MAYA RAICHAND, a 21-year-old college student, is the cherished youngest daughter of her family. Loved and spoiled by everyone, she carries an infectious smile that can brighten even the darkest days. But beneath her cheerful exterior lies a lingering fear-fear of HIM. → RUDRA SINGHANIA, the 29-year-old mathematics professor, is as feared as he is respected. With a stern demeanor, a short temper, and an unyielding sense of discipline, he keeps everyone at a distance. But there is one exception-HER. She is his only weakness, the only thing he would break his own rules for... the only thing he would kill for.

AVINASH OBEROI A well known businessman and a Mafia king. He is a cold hearted person who has no mercy towards people who try to ruin the safe environment for women. For him love is nothing. Sristhi Mahajan A simple and sweet girl living an ordinary life engrossed in fictional books waiting for her man to come who will burn down the whole world for her. They both hated each other. But destiny had other plans for them. Will they both accept their marriage? Will this deal marriage bring a spark of love or storm of hatred in their lives? Let's find out in this story. Tropes: Businessman/Mafia king x Reader Enemies to Lovers Forced Marriage to love Touch her and die Forced proximity AVINASH OBEROI X SRISTHI MAHAJAN

#Top 2 in India ( 29/7/2025 ) #Top 3 in India ( 02/8/2025 ) #Top 1 in India ( 04/8/2025 ) 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 : 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 "ᴺᴼᵀ ᴱⱽᴱᴿʸᴼᴺᴱ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴸᴼⱽᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ᴿᴱˢᴾᴱᶜᵀ, ᵀᴴᴱʸ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴴᴬᵀᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵁᴺᵂᴬᴺᵀᴱᴰ ᴾᴸᴬᶜᴱ ᴵᴺ ᴾᴱᴼᴾᴸᴱ ᴴᴱᴬᴿᵀ ". ♱ 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢 ♱ " 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 " ⋆⋆⋆ ♱ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 ♱ " 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 " " ᴴᵃᵗᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐⁱˢᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸᵉᵈ ˡⁱᶠᵉ" ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

" She? She is going to die in my hands " The King's voice reverberated through the chamber. His sword hovered perilously close to Payal's delicate neck. A gasp escaped from Payal's trembling lips. Veer's heart raced, witnessing the harrowing scene before him. He cursed the cruel world that could not understand their boundless love. He stood frozen between love and duty. With trembling hands, Veer held his sword and raised the blade, facing not just his father but the king, his entire linage. " If she gets even a small scratch " His voice echoed in the hushed chamber, " No one will remain standing with their heads attached " He warned. He was ready to stand against of his own blood, just for his love. He was the prince who always wore a payal on his wrist, keeping a part of his beloved one close to him at all times. And she was the maid who never tasted love but witnessed unconditional love secured for her, in the eyes of a prince. What happens when a prince falls in love with a maid? What happens when their tale becomes a rumor of the palace? Is this love a sin? Read the book to witness the journey of Veer and Payal, fulfilled with love and pain. Starts on: 13 April, 2024 Ends on: 28 September, 2024

This story is the continuation of PM&I. A clueless girl from a colonised country dies and reborns 500 years back. She wasn't reborn as any commoner but as the fourth wife of the handsome crown prince who was about to become a king and be killed by his own people. Will she be able to change the fate of her King as well as her country??? Please read the story to know further and share your views... Votes and Comments are truly appreciated... Disclaimer: Story will be 80% pure Tamil and 20% English.

A marriage neither of us expected, a chemistry neither of us could deny. He fell first, but I fell harder. When love and passion collide, will I be able to handle the intensity of his desire? Or will I lose myself completely in his touch? - Village Story (1980s) Sarpanch - Arranged/Unexpected Marriage - He Fell First, She Fell Harder - Slow Burn with Intense Chemistry - Teasing and Banter - Kinky 🔞 Mature Content | 18+