This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

This story revolve around 1920's era. A simple 18 years old girl who is like an innocent flower who doesn't know about how the world works because her whole world revolves around her parents and her two elder sisters. A 27 years old sarpanch who is the head of 9 villages and had connections with higher officials. Nobody can utter a single word against him. so shall we start......

"Leave... me," she stuttered, struggling with those simple words. Sweat formed on her forehead as she felt so small and weak in his presence. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close -so close that he could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin. Her heartbeats echoed in his ears, and her lavender scent intoxicated him. Her soft, milky skin met his cold, rough hands, and the contact left her feeling both bruised and electrified. To him, it was a mere touch, but to her fragile body, it was intense. His hands roamed her back, pressing her closer against him. He pinned her against the wall, their bodies flush with each other. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "Do not think that this marriage will change anything between us. You are nothing to me but a wife in name." Her pulse quickened, and despite the harshness of his words, she felt a forbidden heat rising within her. His lips brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. The line between pain and pleasure blurred as he held her there, trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Will the rose be able to transform the thorn into a flower, or will she be crushed along the way?🥀🔱 She was rose in the garden filled with thorns🥀 He was the thorn that would destroy her🔱 Ansh & Anaya were tied in an arranged marriage. By their parents. Ansh Malhotra CEO of Malhotra&Co .The most eligible bachelor in India .Handsome, charming,attractive, tall and a heartrobe. He was dominating in every sense and wanted everything under his control. Anaya Oberoi Founder of smile foundation. The most beautiful, intelligent, caring and simple girl.Her family was her everything . what would happen when these two poles apart personalities would get tangled together in a bond called forever❤️‍🔥 🥀🔱 #5 hatetolove #1 Chapter

°°°°°°°°° Sometimes love needs a second chance... even if it comes wrapped in pain, secrets, and unexpected feelings. She's sunshine. He's the storm. Noor Verma - a 23-year-old bubbly event planner with dreams in her eyes and a heart full of warmth. Aviraj Raghuvanshi - a cold, powerful businessman, haunted by his past, and a single father to a little boy who has never known what a mother's love feels like. Their worlds collided like fire and ice. A heated first encounter. A twist of fate that binds their worlds together. But love? Love wasn't part of the plan. In the middle of unspoken emotions, stolen glances, and a child who unknowingly becomes the bridge between two hearts- can a broken man and a hopeful girl rewrite their story? 🌙 A slow-burn journey of warmth, heartbreak, and love-rewritten when least expected. °°°° #EnemiesToLovers #SingleDad #SlowBurnRomance #EmotionalRomance #WattpadIndia #LoveAfterPain #BrokenBoy #HopefulGirl #ProtectiveMaleLead #SecondChances #FamilyDrama #StrongFemaleLead #HeartfeltMoments #ComfortAndLove

"Politics isn't merely about power; it's about wielding influence with finesse, orchestrating the dance of nations on the world stage." ••• Welcome to a tale that echoes through the luxurious enclaves of the capital to its very downtrodden streets. Trayaksh Dev Khatri, a man of formidable ambition and unwavering resolve, gets entangled with Ananya Sen, a young woman with dreams as vast as the sky and a heart as tender as a daisy. Their destinies intertwine through an arranged marriage, orchestrated by Trayaksh's formidable grandmother. A single encounter is all it takes. Just one. Thus, the heavens set its own fate by uniting the two--no room of regret anymore. And so, a feral obsession begins. "People assume it's her tears that ignite my rage," A scornful chuckle left his lips. "Fools." He uttered with a menacing sneer. "It's the slightest shadow of discontent on her face, a single disheveled golden curl, a gaze that holds anything but sheer delight. Tears? They're the tipping point where I lose all restraint and set the world ablaze, turning the heavens to cinders." His declaration ended with a dangerous, chilling air, his eyes glinting lethally like shards of ice. Venture into a world where politics meets passion, blurring the lines between light and darkness within the tumultuous embrace of destiny. ARC I : His Feral Obsession ••• Now available with English Translations. ••• BEST RANKINGS #1 Chief Minister #1 Prime Minister #1 He fell First and Harder #1 Obsessive Husband #1 Possessive Husband #1 Possession #1 Elite #1 Ruthless #1 Influential #1 Wealth #1 Politics #1 Wattpad Authors #1 Wattpad Indian Story #3 Forced Proximity #5 Dark Love #5 Doting #6 Dark Romance #7 Desi ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

Cursed Curiosities Collection #2 - | Tandav Dancer X His Fan | COMPLETED "I'm going to carve myself into you," He growls, his hands gripping my thighs as he slams into me, the car shaking with each brutal, punishing thrust. "I'll touch you, fuck you, make you beg for more until you can't remember where you end and I begin." My body arches against his, fingers digging into his biceps as he pushes me deeper into the leather, fucking me relentlessly. ••• What happens when the fire of Tandav awakens an insatiable hunger? Omaksh Aghori is a master of the ancient art, a celebrated Tandav dancer, a feared perfectionist, and a man who needs no one in his tightly controlled world-until Muskan Singh dances in it. A soft-spoken, 20-year-old dreamer, who dances with a quiet grace and has dreams larger than life. She never imagined she'd become the object of obsession for the very man she idolized. For Omaksh, one look is all it takes to chain his darkness to her light-and it's game over. He didn't seek her. But now that he's found her, he'll stop at nothing to make her his, in every sense of the word. And Muskan? She doesn't realize it yet, but she's already become his nymph. ••• Available with English translations. ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

Cursed Curiosities Collection #1 - | Pandit x Village girl | COMPLETED "This is how it's going to happen," I rasp, my voice dark and possessive as I slide my hands down her body, my lips brushing against her ear. "I'm going to fuck my seed into your pussy, Sukriti, you're going to swell with my child, and there won't be a single part of you that won't be mine." ••• What happens when a pandit's vow is shattered by temptation? Ronav Zanak has always lived by his rules--until he encounters Sukriti Bishnoi. An innocent, cheerful 19-year-old girl, trapped by a curse that isolates her from the world. She's not a broken soul. She smiles through it all, despite the cruel weight of the world pressing down on her. But it's this very strength that draws Ronav to a one-way abyss of obsession. He's determined to resist. Holding on to the vow he's sworn--because one touch, one mistake, and he'll ruin them both. And she will become his greatest sin. ••• Available with English translations. All kinds of media used in this book belong to their legitimate owners. ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

He ruined her life. Now she's wearing his last name. One reckless night. One shattered body. One forced marriage. Captain Aryan Rathore was days away from marrying the love of his life until a crash made him the villain in someone else's story. Avni Parmar was a fire on stage. Now, she's a prisoner in his mansion... and his bed. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But desire doesn't follow rules. Mrs. Rathore is a sizzling, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with betrayal, obsession, and a love that shouldn't exist but refuses to die.

(Paperback coming June 2025) A sequence of Ranvi: his flow of life. [DARK ROMANCE] I love him, he loves me too, more than his life. But- What if my husband is ready to snatch my life? Love. I thought he loved me but turns out everything was a game to trap me. I was foolish to fall in love with a devil who was always ready to kill me. He protected me from the demons from my childhood only to haunt me every passing second. Aaran Russo did everything possible to force me into a marriage I once died for. The game of lies didn't start here, it started with my foolishness when I forced our destiny to tangle into each other. I hacked his laptop and gave the sign of my fate to him. That was my mistake and now-I am going to pay for it with my soul. Because my husband will never let me go away from him. I am too well tangled with him that now the more I run, the more I will end up in his tricks. His lies. His threats. And maybe his soul. (18+) (CAN'T BE READ AS A STANDALONE)