Two strangers One unwanted marriage. Now, fate binds them together in an arranged marriage neither asked for. He wants nothing from this relationship-no love, no emotions, only silence. She still dares to hope, to believe that maybe... love can return. Between cold stares, painful pasts, and unspoken feelings, their story unfolds. A journey from betrayal to trust, from distance to desire, from strangers to soulmates. Because sometimes, the love we stop searching for... finds us again.

જ⁀➴ 𝓔 𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ~ "I asked you something, Why did you do that for me?" she said, fastening her seatbelt. He stared straight ahead at the road, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary. "Because I hate you," He said finally. Her head snapped toward him. "And damn it... you hate me too. Maybe the most." He let out a short breath. "And I want that hate all for myself." ~ "But you hated me." She said, while shivering in his arms. "I'm re-considering my life decisions at this point." He whispered before pulling her into a kiss.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫" For her, he would brave the greatest dangers, even if it meant facing the wrath of his own family, who would not hesitate to sever their bond by any means necessary. 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐚, was ensnared in a web of deceit, living a life that was a shadow of others' expectations. Her dreams, once vibrant and personal, had become sacrifices at the altar of duty. She stood ready to lay down her life for those who had claimed her allegiance, but the question lingered: would she compromise her principles and values for him? 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, the sole scion of Grover Industries, was a man whose destiny was etched in the cold language of business and the shadowy realms of the underworld. Yet, upon beholding her, he felt an overwhelming desire to cast aside the chains of prohibition that kept them apart. For a fleeting moment, he yearned to escape into a world where only they existed. Will she dismantle the walls that guard her heart for him? Or will he defy the world, battling against the tide of opposition, just to be by her side? "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞"

𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 - 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐈 Aahi Suryavanshi & Rayan Singhania She was born to heal the world, yet crowned to rule it. He was born to rule the world, yet chained to deny love. Aahi Suryavanshi-the reluctant heiress turned unseen Mafia Queen, hiding behind the enigmatic name Dr. T. Rayan Singhania-the ruthless king of the Russian Realm, cloaked as nothing more than a cold businessman. Bound by fate, betrayed by choices, their worlds collided when she became the bride he never wanted... and the obsession he could never escape. She guards a secret that could shatter empires; he hides a power that could set them ablaze. Together, they are fire and shadow, love and war-dangerously unstoppable, fatally inseparable. To know about them follow me and read their story

Because sometimes, the wrong person leads you to the right kind of love. Tropes:- He fell first (this time) Lover her x wipped him Ex's cousin/Ex's brother Rom-com Old wounds + healing + rediscovering love Second chance romance

He was the country's rising cricket star-loved, celebrated, untouchable. I was just another face in the crowd, one fan among thousands who screamed his name. But in a single glance, under the blinding stadium lights, something shifted. He caught my eyes-and I caught his heart. Between roaring crowds and silent nights, between fame and fear, he chose me. But what happens when the world discovers that the nation's golden boy has fallen for an ordinary girl? Because in cricket, every catch counts. And this time... I might just be his 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝. --- They call me the nation's golden boy. Every run I score, every match I win, is celebrated like a festival. Millions cheer for me- but at the end of the day, I'm just another boy standing alone in the middle of a crowded stadium. And then I saw her. One face, hidden in thousands. One pair of eyes that didn't look at me like I was a hero, but like I was simply... me. She was never supposed to matter. She was just a fan. But the truth? The moment our eyes met, I knew the game had already changed. Because this time, I wasn't playing for the crowd. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

He was born with power in his veins and sin on his name. Daksh Singh Raizada : the mafia's golden boy, biker by passion, playboy by reputation who is addicted to danger and obsessed with perfection especially the kind that hides behind paint and canvas. Miraya : an orphan who painted her pain in secret corners of the city, her art speaking louder than her voice ever could. When Daksh hunts the mysterious artist whose work haunts him, he never expects to find her. What begins as obsession turns into something far more dangerous. He takes her into his world - a world of speed, smoke, and secrets and she unknowingly, becomes his calm and his chaos. He teaches her to survive and she teaches him to feel but love was never part of the deal and in the end she might just be his undoing. His muse. His obsession. His Ruin.

She lived in a golden cage- Polished. Perfect, and Suffocating. The kind of life everyone envied but no one would survive. And then he came. Not as a savion. But as a predator. The moment his eyes found hers, the rules shattered. He didn't care about boundaries, bloodlines, or the cost of breaking her world part. He wants her Completely. Dangerously. Obsessively. And she knew from the very first day. He wasn't the kind of man you can escape. Because Once a predator marks his prey... It's already too late.