Silent chains An Obedient Girl. A Dangerous Man. A Silence Too Loud to Ignore. Aarya has never spoken a word. A twenty one year old Born mute and forbidden by her cruel family to learn sign language, her life has always been quiet - not peaceful, but silenced. Hidden away in an attic, unloved and abused while her stepsister is pampered like royalty, Aarya's only survival tool is obedience. She never questions, never resists... until one night, fate places her in the wrong place at the worst time. She witnesses a brutal murder committed by the city's most feared mafia boss, Luca De Rossi - a twenty eight year old man known for leaving no witnesses alive. But when he finds her cowering in fear, trembling and tear-streaked, he spares her life. Barely. A story of forced proximity, power and vulnerability, slow-burning connection, and a girl who can't speak... but says everything without words. ---

She hears all the locker room talk. She helps when the guys drink too much before a game. She tapes them up when they're injured. And in return, they watch her back. While most students spend their time partying, Lily spends her free time working. But her job as the assistant athletic trainer for the PSU football team comes with the benefit of being friends with every player on the team. Except the entirely too cocky, reckless, and charming golden boy of the team: Vincent Bradshaw. When they aren't spouting insults at one another, Vincent and Lily are doing everything in their power to avoid each other. That is, until Vincent gets injured.

A story set in the 1950s in a rural area: The tale revolves around a 16-year-old girl named Chavi, who is married off to the zamindar (landlord) of the village, a 22-year-old man. What will happen when she begins her new life in his home? Will she be able to find happiness? Start:- 26 dec 2024 End:-15 march 2025

Title: His Obsession: Anecdote of Ancient India Description: In the heart of ancient India, where kingdoms rise and fall like waves in the Ganges, a powerful warrior-prince becomes consumed by an unrelenting love and obsession. A tale of love and power set against the vibrant and perilous backdrop of ancient India. Perfect for fans of historical fiction and romance with a touch of intrigue.

𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ She's the light that pierces my darkness. Yet, I know... I'll burn her to the ground. The first time I saw her, she was just an innocent face. The second time? She became an obsession, a constant temptation. Now, she is the only thing that haunts me-the only thing I want to possess. I should stay away. But I won't. I don't give up on what's mine. She believes she can fight me, can push me away. But the truth is: she belongs to me. Every curve, every breath, every damn whisper. She's mine. The power I crave, the control I need, it's all wrapped up in her. And she's too naïve to realize it. But when the secrets come tumbling out... when the lies we've built this on start crumbling... Will she run? Or will she be consumed by me? In a world where trust is a lie, betrayal is inevitable, and love is a curse... The stakes are set. The rules? There are none. ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦

"Mahila police thana sadev aapki seva mai tat par." The nation is shaken. SHO Haseena Malik, Karishma Singh, Billu Champat, Cheetah Chaturvedi, and Pushpa Singh-once the backbone of the Mahila Police Thana-are gone after a brutal, unexplained attack. The silence left in their wake is deafening. But one officer refuses to grieve in peace. Santosh Sharma steps into the shadows of a shattered force, carrying pain in her heart and fire in her soul. As she begins to investigate, she stumbles upon secrets that were never meant to surface-and a plan so twisted, it could bring the entire system to its knees. What begins as a quest for justice soon becomes a fight for truth, survival, and something far greater than revenge.

She tried to glare, but the effect was ruined by her flushed cheeks. "I spent an hour getting ready-" "And I'll spend the next ten minutes undoing all that hard work," I promised darkly, enjoying how her breath hitched. "By the time we reach the top floor, everyone will know exactly what their boss has been up to." "You wouldn't dare," she whispered, but the spark in her eyes told me she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. "Wouldn't I?" My thumb traced her lower lip. "Try me, princess. We still have fifteen floors to go..." Her attempt at looking scandalized was adorable. "You're enjoying this far too much." "Baby," I pressed closer, "you have no idea." My thumb traced her jawline. "Ten more floors to go. Want to see how undone I can make you look by then?" "Dev..." she tried again, those doe eyes looking up at me pleadingly. "Think about it... if you mess up my saree now, what will the staff think?" I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at manipulation. "Nice try, princess." My fingers traced her collarbone. "But watching you try to sweet-talk your way out of this?" I leaned closer, "Only makes me want to mess you up more." "But-" she bit her lip, "I need to look presentable. Professional." Her hands smoothed over my shirt in that innocent way that drove me crazy. "You want them to take your wife seriously, don't you?" "Oh sweetheart," I chuckled darkly, "trust me, they'll take you very seriously. Especially when they see how thoroughly claimed you look. Seven floors to go..." "Dev Singh Rajwansh!" She pushed against my chest, trying to look stern. "This is completely unprofessional-" "Says the woman who's currently gripping my shirt like her life depends on it," My fingers tightened slightly in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, smirking as she immediately loosened her fingers. "Five floors left, baby. Want to try scolding me again?" SAB YAHI PE JAAN LOGE KYA?..........