A girl who believed in the divinity of the heavens. A man who dragged her into the depths of his own hell. Aadhya expected a man like her Mahadev ~a protector who would offer her the peace of the mountains and a love that felt like a prayer. She dreamed of a soulmate who would walk beside her in the light, shielding her with divinity. Instead, the universe gave her a storm. She was a vision of purity in ivory silk until he turned her world into a graveyard. She believed she could outrun the shadow of a man who moves with the grace of a predator and rules with a heart of iron. She thought if she ran far enough, she could find a life where he didn't exist. She was wrong. Ram is a monster to the world, but a slave to his own dark devotion. He doesn't ask for her love; he demands her soul. He is the man who would slaughter a thousand enemies just to keep her heart beating against his own. To him, she isn't just a woman, she is his religion, his sin, and his only path to heaven. Now, trapped in a cage of gold and marked by his own blood, Aadhya faces a terrifying betrayal: Her own heart. "Is this your love? This Butchery?" she choked out, her fingers curling into his gore-stained shirt. "You aren't a protector. You're a monster who found an excuse. I hate you for making me love a killer!" He didn't flinch. He only pulled her closer, his obsidian eyes burning with a hollow, terrifying possessiveness. "Scream your hate into my mouth, while I'm deep inside you, JAAN. Because tonight, the Killer is the only one, who will stay on his knees, just to taste your surrender" In a house built on ancient sins, she must decide: will she fight the man who destroyed her world, or will she surrender to the shadows that promise to keep her safe? Step into the Darkness with me... [A Dark Romance Book ~ Strictly 18+]

In a world where darkness rules the underworld and innocence lights up ordinary lives, two completely different souls are pulled toward each other by fate. Lucien Costello, 32, is the feared king of the Mafia-half Italian, half Indian. Raised without love, sculpted by violence, and obeyed by every criminal faction across continents, Lucien lives in a world filled with blood, revenge, and cold decisions. He kills without hesitation, trusts almost no one except his right-hand man, Leo, and carries a storm inside him that no one has ever been able to calm... until he sees her. Isha Talwar, 28, is a warm, lively doctor who sees good in everyone. She loves her job, her people, and the simple happiness of life. She is sunshine-kind, cheerful, pure, and grounded. Her best friend Aditi is the sister she never had, and together they navigate the messy, beautiful chaos of adulthood Will Isha's light soften Lucien's darkness? Or will Lucien's darkness consume her?

Aryan Singhania...A Mafia lawyer and a well known Cricketer.... known for his calm and sharp mind while playing cricket and using that same sharpness in boardrooms full of Dangerous Criminals...One of the most eligible bachelors of the country...He knows how to rule but never to bow... Ritika Chauhan...A common average girl...After doing her Engineering she became a Manager of a ceo of a well known company... She is a soft hearted girl...but never scared of protecting her loved ones and standing up for herself... They met ..They dated even after their most trusted friends tried to separate them ...they survived....but one incident shattered everything...their love..their friendship... After two years they meet again...Not as the collegemates ...not as someone they knew...but as strangers.... What happened that drifted them apart? Will the gap in time be able to erase their pain and suffering?? Will they forgive each other and start a new journey? Will the future help them heal or will it drift them more apart?

At eleven Saanvi Malhotra fell for her brother's best friend What started as a childish crush slowly turned into something deeper something she never let go of Years later she meets him again Akshat Agnihotri Only this time he isn't just a memory he's her professor Cold Distant Untouchable But Saanvi doesn't stop She chases him Leaves him notes Gifts Feelings he never asked for To her it was love To him it was nothing Until one day she confesses in front of everyone And he rejects her Harshly I never loved you That day breaks something inside her Now she's no longer the girl who chased him And when their paths cross again things aren't the same anymore She once ran after him Now he might be the one chasing her But some wounds don't heal no matter how late the apology comes Tropes:- Childhood Crush Brother's Best Friend Professor × Student Age Gap Romance Obsessive Love One-Sided Love Public Confession Harsh Rejection Heartbreak & Regret Cold Male Lead Strong Female Lead Slow Burn Painful Reunion

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐀𝐬 👇🏻 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ {✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 :･ﾟ ✦ 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕒 𝕨𝕖𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘... 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕖. ✦ 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒂. ✦ 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ✦ 𝑲𝒂𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒖𝒔𝒌𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒏𝒂 𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒏𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒏𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒖𝒏 𝒃𝒊𝒌 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒊, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒌 𝑺𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒂𝒏 𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒎 𝒌𝒆𝒉𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊... ✦ 𝑺𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒂𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒏 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒅'𝒔 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆... 𝑶𝒓 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑬𝒍𝒔𝒆..... ✦ ✦ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆.... ✦

"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. ​

Avinash Singh Rathore 28 years old businessman and a billionaire, CEO of Rathore Empire for everyone but in the dark he is the king of Mafia. He is handsome, cold, ruthless, arrogant, a person with dark aura, everyone wish a death apart to meet him. loves his family but never show it, kill easily who think to harm his family. He didn't remember he has a heart. it just a part of his body who make him alive. A person with no feelings. Aarushi Sharma 22 years old student doing her masters. She is introvert, beautiful, smart, intelligent, loving person. Her smile is enough for fell in love but fell in love with her is hard. Her parents were dead last year that day was the worst day for her. She had a wish to do something great in her life to make her family proud. She lives with her brother and sister-in-law who both are not so fond of her and try to make her life miserable but someone she manage to live with them. Her strength is her sister and her friends who loves her so much. What happens when a Heartless person and a beautiful soul bond in a pure relation marriage. Does they both control their souls to not to fell for each other? forced marriage × Arrange marriage Grumpy × sunshine past trauma Mafia Billionaire

"Ishq junoon jab had se badh jaaye Haste haste aashiq suli chad jaaye...." A contract brings them together, a formal arrangement neither fully understands, yet life entwines their paths in ways neither expected. He is obsessed, relentless, and determined to make her fall for him, weaving himself into her world with a quiet intensity she cannot yet see. Every look, every word, every moment with him stirs something she doesn't understand, and nothing will stay the same. The past creeps into the present, old secrets resurfacing to test their every move, and hearts are pushed to the edge. Secrets unravel, boundaries shatter, and the line between love, obsession, and revenge blurs. Adwait × Chiya "My obssesion fo her has no limits. I started loving her even before I knew it's meaning" "He trapped me first... but now it's my turn. The obsession he once held is mine, and he will never escape it"

💍 She was the pawn. He was the king. But pawns can burn the board. 🖤 An unwanted girl. A cold heir. A marriage born of power, not love. 🔥 He ruled with dominance. She lived in shadows. But when their worlds collided, nothing would remain the same. 🌹 She feared him. He controlled her. But between fear and fire... love had no rule

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤1 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 mature story 18+ 1960s Avantika- Aap bahut gande hain. Chhi! You are very naughtybad. Eww! Rajveer smirked. Rajveer- Achha, aur dekho toh kaun bol raha hai. Wahi, jo thodi der pehle mere neeche mujhse naa rukne ki bheekh maang rahi thi. Oh really? And look who's talking. The very one who was begging me not to stop a little while ago, beneath me. Avantika's eyes widened. She playfully slapped his chest. He grabbed it mid-air and brought her knuckles to kiss her palm. Avantika- Aap bahut bigaad rahe hain humein, Daroga ji. You are spoiling me terribly, Inspector (Daroga ji). Rajveer- Tumhein bigaadne aur sudhaarne, dono ka haq mera hai, Biwi. The right to spoil you and to improve you-both belong to me, my wife.