"From today onwards, Ares will be responsible for your security." Haven froze. Lucifer's voice was final, unwavering. She knew that tone. Knew there was no room for negotiation. Her grip tightened around the glass in her hand. "I don't need a bodyguard." Lucifer's stare was ice. "You don't get a choice in this matter Vida." She scoffed. "You expect me to let him follow me around like a damn shadow?" Ares stood by the doorway, silent, dark, and completely uninterested. The dim lighting cast sharp edges across his face-expression unreadable, stance lethal. "You think I want this?" he muttered, voice low, detached. "So stay out of trouble, and I won't have to babysit you." Haven turned to him, fury igniting like gasoline meeting fire. "Babysit? Cute. I didn't know Lucifer's lapdog could talk." Ares barely spared her a glance. "Talk back to me again, and I'll show you what else I can do." Lucifer sighed, rubbing his temples. "Enough. Haven, Ares will be your bodyguard until we find someone more... tolerable." Ares scoffed. "Don't bother. No one would last a week with her." Haven's lips curled into a slow, wicked smirk. "Then let's make sure you don't last a week either, shall we?" For the first time, Ares actually looked at her. Long. Cold. Assessing. And then, he smirked too. "Try me, fiera." Her pulse jumped at the name. Fiera. Little fire. --- Upcoming - JUNE 2025

"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.

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless businessman and a rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐫 He was sunshine-radiant, relentless, a force that bathed the world in light. I was midnight rain-quiet, shadowed, falling softly where the sun dared not reach. Vihaan was the sin I was meant to avoid, yet with every step I took away, he drew nearer. Those emerald eyes, that midnight-black hair, the curve of his silhouette-they whispered a dark promise I couldn't escape. The story was never as simple as two people falling for each other. There was always a shadow-always someone lurking just beyond the edges of light. He never stepped into the frame completely, but I could feel him. Sometimes in the silence between my footsteps. Sometimes in the breeze that moved the curtain when no windows were open. Sometimes in the way my name appeared on notes I never saw anyone deliver. The masked man. He wasn't just watching. He was waiting.

[𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝟮 𝗢𝗙 𝗢𝗪𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦] 𝐎𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐫 is a story of hate, control, and obsessed romance. Khushi Shergill, a sharp, cold, and determined woman, has always been in control-until she meets Daksh Vardhan, a charming and enigmatic businessman with a dark side. As their worlds collide, secrets unravel, and a dangerous game of attraction and manipulation begins. Can Khushi maintain control, or will Daksh's obsession break through her icy defenses? And who is the shadow lurking in the background, watching her every move? Can she trust anyone in a world where danger lurks in every corner, or will her heart be the next thing to be owned? On the other side, Saumya Shergill, a medical student, who no longer believes in love-until she meets Arnav Agnihotri, a charismatic businessman determined to win her heart. Guarded by pain and scars from her past, Saumya pushes him away at every turn. But Arnav's patience, persistence, and unwavering care begin to break through her walls. Can Arnav teach her to trust again and prove that true love still exists?

A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of love that doesn't just 'owns' you... it unravels you in the most beautiful way. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

"Betrayal in White" Dr. Arun Basu never wanted this marriage. His heart had always belonged to someone else. But when family duty forced him into tying the knot with Kaya Roy, he resigned himself to a loveless union. Kaya, on the other hand, loved him with all she had-hoping, waiting, breaking. And when she carried his child, she believed, even if for a moment, that love could be born from duty. But not every love story gets a second chance. Not every life gets saved in a hospital. And sometimes, the hands meant to heal... are the ones that destroy. A tale of love, loss, and the kind of betrayal that leaves no survivors. -

❛Tied to the illegitimate thread of fate.❜ COMING SOON|◖⁠⚆⁠ᴥ⁠⚆⁠◗

Italian X Indian Zyran Russo, the 30 years old cunning and notorious Mafia of Italy, reigns Supreme over his domain with an iron fist. His imposing physique and intimidating aura strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. His dominance forged from a mix of brutal force and cunning manipulations. His empire built upon a foundation of fear, blood and a sweet addiction of power, has severe anger issues and aggressive in nature which is feared by everyone, respects his parents and his brother especially his mother who is literally the epitome of kindness. Vrinda Anand, a 20 years old innocent naive Indian Maiden, from Vrindaban, sensitive and fragile, blessed with angelic features, a dehearted devotee of Lord Krishna, came to Italy for further botany studies with her soulmate aka her bestie, who is a human shield for her, Vrinda owns a small yet cozy florist shop as she loves to spend her time with nature and plants, although she came to a foreign country but the love for her culture and country made her carry her culture everywhere she goes, loves to wear Indian clothes especially Saree, has a special place for waistchains.