Yaduvanshi series #1 An Arranged Marriage Story. POWER!!!!! That's what he always wanted. He is king of a small kingdom of Madhya Pradesh but his power is not limited to Madhya Pradesh only. He is one of the richest men in India who holds the power of money in the market and of leaders in parliament. He is one of those chosen people who are running the country behind the curtain. Politician bows their head in front of him, businessman is ready to put everything at stake just to put their name with his company and a messiah to his kingdom's people. His soft side is for no one at least he does pretend that. But......... A small brown-eyed, honey-voiced girl entered his life. And from the very first moment he saw her, he started feeling a weird fluttering in his heart. She was chosen by his grandfather for him but he knew it was God's plan. She is a puzzle, He wants to solve her. She is scared, He wants to protect her. She fears love, He wants to spoil her. She is broken, He is her healer. Let's join Aashrit Singh Yaduvanshi and Meera Singh Yaduvanshi in the journey of love after marriage.

"Are you wet, dimple ?" Sara Vijay has everything except her freedom. Desperate to escape her father's political stranglehold, she blackmails her coldest rival, Zavian Moretti, into marriage. Zavian is a celebrated professor and the enigmatic owner of the Morvane Clinical Institute-admired, untouchable and far more dangerous than he lets the world see. Sara thinks she's forcing his hand. In reality, that's not even close. Will she finally submit to his dark desires or will she be the one to break him first? ~~~ A DARK ROMANCE NOVEL Tropes Dark romance Touch her and die Villain gets the girl Spicy romance Forced marriage Childhood rivals She hates him Obsessed villain Morally grey Murder mystery Psychological thriller Professor x student ( 2 years age gap ) Contains mature content, readers are advised to read only if they are comfortable! #2 in top 10 india on 15,16 /5/26 🧿 #6 in top 10 india on 20,21 /5/26 #5 in top 10 Indian on 22 /5/ 26 #4 in top 10 India on 12/ 7/ 26 #3 in top 10 India on 13/7/26

"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

Hello Readers!!! Here, your author is with another story...♡︎♡︎ . . "𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓?" "𝒀𝒆𝒔, 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆.." . . 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘶𝘯, 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: 𝖱𝗎𝗁𝖺𝖺𝗇× 𝖠𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗁𝗂 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌× 𝖲𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾× 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖱𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖢𝖤𝖮×𝖣𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖦𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗒×𝖦𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗒 𝖲𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 Brother's bestfriend's brother 𝖠𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗀𝖾

#BOOK ONE OF DISTRACTION SERIES '𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧' or may be love. She was led astray by him but still she fell more and more madly for him. ✧ I saw a man was brutally stabbing two people one by one on the road. He killed two people in front of my eyes. Seeing this horrifying sight before my eyes, my soul trembled, my body became cold as if I was not alive. There were some men around him, but no one was even trying to stop him. Who is this man and why is he killing them so brutally? And suddenly he stabbed his victim right in the middle of the neck, seeing which I screamed, "Ahhhh!" It was going to prove to be my biggest mistake, he turned his gaze towards me and stood up from his place. He started moving towards me while wielding the knife. It seemed as if I had become frozen, neither was I able to move nor was I able to react. His hands were stained with blood, there were blood stains on his face too. He was slowly taking his steps towards me, but I was not able to even move from my place. I could clearly see my death in his scarier eyes. I understood that within a few moments I too would meet the same fate as those two people. As soon as he reached me, he extended his blood soaked hand towards me, I was scared to death and immediately took a few steps back. He smirked and took as many steps forward. He extended his hand towards me again and said softly in his heavy voice, "Will you marry me?" ✧ The story of two entangled souls, will they be able to sort themselves out or become even more entangled with each other? Arshveer Singh Randhawa × Amber Williams

RUDRANANDI Lets dive into the journey of passionate and Mad love of Rudra and Nandini. Tropes: grumpy-reverse grumpy CEO-DOCTOR obsessive and possessive ml underworld connection mad love touch her you💀 redemption Warning: slowburn story mature content 18+ voilence and abuse(not ml) gramatical mistakes slow updates

# 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Aayansh Agniwanshi a king of jaipur and CEO of Agniwanshi CO. Lit. A mafia king with ruthless, grumpy, cold. 'Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.' Aayansh Agniwanshi Ishanvi Shekhawat a Criminal Lawyer and the owner of V&A Law firm. The only daughter of her family. 'Love is a symphony of emotions, a melody that plays in the heart and echoes in the soul, creating a harmony that transcends time.' Ishanvi Shekhawat What happened when the two of them who cannot tolerate each other company was forced to bounded with each other? She is sunshine. He is heartless. She is a simple girl. He is a king. She is his healer. He is ruthless. Both heal each other. ______________________ Trope:- • Forced Marriage • Opposite Attraction • Slow Brun • Ceo×Lawyer • Grumpy×Sunshine

Alzan Russo X Samaira Aydin Samaira Aydin is the daughter of the infamous Çakıcı mafia clan, but her best friend, Zahya, belongs to their rival clan corleonesi. Despite the decades-long rivalry between their families, the clan leaders never forbade their friendship, bound by a 30-year-old pact that kept women out of their feud. Everything was going well until Samaira's mother fell into a coma while trying to protect her, making Samaira the black sheep of her family. As if that wasn't enough, she finds herself hopelessly in love with Zahya's older brother the same man who once rejected her. But despite his cold dismissal, Samaira could never move on. Her love for him was pure, selfless, and unwavering... or was it? Alzan Russo, the heir to the Russo mafia empire, is cold, ruthless, and dangerously tempting. There are only two things he truly cares about-his baby sisters, Zahya, and the one forbidden obsession he's kept hidden for years. Serkan Aydin X Zahya Russo Zahya Russo the pampered princess of the corleonesi clan has never lifted a finger in her life. Born into luxury, she's had everything handed to her on a silver platter, from investments to inheritance. Managing her mother's boutique was the closest she had ever come to responsibility. But everything changes when she's forced into an arranged marriage with her best friend's older brother , the very man she has despised her entire life. And to make things worse, he doesn't just expect her to marry him , he expects her to work for every privilege she once took for granted. Serkan Aydin, a man hardened by a rough childhood, has spent his life picking up the broken pieces of his family. With his mother in a coma and his clan in turmoil, he agrees to marry the spoiled princess of his rival family to maintain peace. But Zahya is everything he detests-carefree, entitled, and reckless. She loves to slack off. He lives for discipline. Previously named Selflessly obsessed❤️ Book 2 of undying series

It all began when Lil Miss Perfect, always punctual and polished, was about to enjoy her favorite chocolate. Just as she was unwrapping it, her pesky neighbor-snatched it and ate it with a smug grin. That single act sparked a rivalry that would last for ages. From then on, it was prank for prank. Sticky notes on her window? Classic him. Hair Dye in his shampoo? Her perfect revenge. As academic rivals, they were constantly competing in school, and being neighbors only made things worse. Each day brought a new prank and a deeper reason to hate him. Yet, beneath the tricks and competition, there was a tension neither of them could quite explain. And as they say, enemies make the best lovers, but the question is will they?