🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

Note: This is an actual Slow burn. Please proceed accordingly. "How sore are you? Because I wasn't kidding about the strategy thing." Dark eyes glittered mischievously in firelight. "I have years of pent-up frustration to work through, angel. We're in Switzerland for another week." "What do I get in return?" I teased. He blinked, then tilted his head like a wolf considering prey that just turned out to be cleverer than expected. "What do you get in return?" he repeated slowly, amused and intrigued. "This is extortion. My own wife asking for compensation." "Fine. Counter-offer." He turned back to me, "I give you Paris, every city you want. Monaco. Milan. Milan especially because I want to see you in Italian leather." He pressed a kiss to my jaw. "I buy you jewelry that makes the royal family jealous. Rubies, pearls, things that catch firelight, I give the whole country in your hand if you want." His mouth went lower, trailing down my neck. "I eat you out every morning before chai, without exception, rain or shine." He licked the spot between my throat and collarbone, "I eat that cunt as my breakfast till the day I die." His teeth grazed my collarbone next. "And in return, you let me ruin you on every surface in our house." he rasped, "Kitchen counter, bed, shower, floor. That ridiculous stone bench outside on the terrace." He pulled back to meet my eyes. "That is a presidential offer, Mrs. Haider. Do we have a deal?" ~ Hazal Qaim-A politician's daughter and Wasi Orhan Haider-The president of Pakistan are childhood best friends but friends don't always end up being friends. So their fathers suggested marriage, and he rejected her but why? And why did he find another man for her to marry? And why did the groom disappear on her wedding day, only for Orhan to marry Hazal? ~ [Check the first chapter for tropes and introduction, and if you don't like it, feel free to skip. This book contains hindu/urdu dialogues but inner monologues are in english]

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★ "Dheerе-dheere tu mere lafzon mеin aaya hai, Tujhko hi to chupke se man mein laaya hai"★ Shayra Rawat & Harsh Rathore "Don't come near me! I'll slit my wrists... Don't test me!" she cried, standing at the edge of the balcony, the knife trembling against her skin. "You betrayed me-our relationship, my trust... everything. You're no less than that monster." The night stood still around them, heavy and suffocating, as if even the darkness bore witness to their breaking. With wasting a second, he ran near her and pulled her in the room back. Knife fell on the floor somewhere out of her sight and hands pushing the toughest chest back. "If you ever compare my love to him again," he said, his voice low but lethal, eyes burning into hers, "you'll see a side of me you won't survive." "Exactly," she shot back, tears spilling over. "You are no less than hi-" Her words never finished. His lips crashed against hers, silencing the accusation before it could be spoken. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't tender. It was raw-fueled by anger, desperation, and everything they refused to admit. ✨Her Solace ✨ Saga of Love & Sacrifice Tropes: Slow-burn, Soft Romance, Cruelty, Friends-to-Strangers-to-lovers, Second Chance, ✨figure the other tropes by yourself ;)✨ (ps not stopping this story's update until it reaches the epilogue)

❖═══ COMPLETED ═══❖ 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑰 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑷𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 & 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹. They says his name in whispers. A man with no mercy no weakness. I was just a mistake_ a girl who got in his way He is cruel, controlling feared by all He says he will ruin me He rules her world... will she survive? "I hate you," I told the most dangerous man of the country. He only smirked, like my fear amused him. "Hate me all you want," he said. "You still belong to me." "Let me go!" His eyes darkened. "Never." ZAVİYAR SINGH RATHORE - ZSR Feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. His name alone makes men tremble and women whisper. He is power. He is danger. And now, he wants her. IRHA KAPOOR _ Alone. Broken. Stronger than she knows. Escaping a past filled with lies, abuse, and betrayal, she thought she could run. But fate has a way of bringing the hunted straight to the predator. Top ranks ❤️ March 30, 2026 #1st enimiestolovers #2nd feared #6th controlling #8th. lovehate 26 April 2026 1st rank #devil 1st Rank #escape ❤️❤️

That encounter was supposed to be ordinary. Just a girl showing pity to a wounded stranger in a dark alley. But for Alex, it was fate. When Bella rescued him and brought him to her apartment, she had no idea that the man she saved wasn't just a victim-but a monster with a dark past and a deadly obsession. At first, Alex appeared weak, hurt, and distant. But after Bella treated his wounds, something inside him shifted. He saw her as his. Only his. No one else was allowed to touch her, approach her, or hurt her-except himself. Behind his handsome face and piercing gaze, lay a damaged soul, haunted by trauma... and an unnatural kind of love. Bella never imagined that her act of kindness that night would trap her in a story filled with pain, blood, and possessive love. ---

Jiya Tripathi came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage ◖Suspense

The Rathore name is whispered with fear across the dunes of Rajasthan. Led by the eldest, a man whose heart is as barren as the Thar Desert, the family operates on a single rule: Strength is everything. Living in a massive estate devoid of any female presence-staffed only by men and guarded by a prowling white tiger and a jet-black panther-the brothers are a kingdom unto themselves. Four by blood, two by choice, and all under the watchful, iron-fisted gaze of their father and uncles, they are the undisputed kings of both the boardroom and the underworld.He is the pinnacle of the Rathore legacy. A ruthless CEO by day and a mafia kingpin by night, he is arrogant, untouchable, and dangerously cold. He believes he needs nothing-until he sees her.She is everything he is not: sweet, innocent, and painfully naive. After the tragic loss of her parents, she lives a life of quiet endurance with her aunt and uncle, unaware that she has caught the eye of a predator who doesn't know how to let go.To the world, he is a monster. To her, he is a shadow that begins to bridge the gap between her fragile world and his violent one. He doesn't just want her; he is obsessed. And in the Rathore house, what they want, they take.