'Ishan Oberoi' - The name that echoes success, power, and resilience. A rising billionaire who carved his empire with his own hands, refusing to ride on his father's wealth. Yet, he never turned his back on his responsibilities as a son. Balancing his self-made company and assisting his elder brother in managing the family empire, Ishan is the epitome of knowledge, patience, and mindfulness. The most eligible bachelor in the city, he is revered for his ability to master his emotions. But this mastery came from a betrayal so deep it still feels like a knife twisting in his heart. He declares himself "allergic to love" and swears he hates her. But can he truly? . "Mai ussey kitni bhi nafrat kyu na kar lu, lekin yeh aap bhi jaante hain aur mai bhi... woh ladki 'Ishan Oberoi' ki jaan hai." __________________________ 'Aadhriti Khanna', - A CEO of grace and determination, she runs her company with precision, trailed by the shadows of her past, compelling her to live behind a curtain of secrecy. Once a bold, sassy, and vivacious woman, Aadhriti now embodies maturity, kindness, and introversion. Her world revolves around two priorities-her family and her self-respect. Her beauty and charm captivate everyone, but her radiant smile masks an ocean of pain. She once loved Ishan deeply, being his confidante, his heart. But after the wounds of the past, she questions whether she can ever reclaim her place in his life. Can she ? Ever..!! . "Likhu toh tujhe shaam likhu, shayad iss janam mein tera saath nahi, lekin apne hisse mei tere saare dard tamaam likhu." _________________________ Fate plays its hand and binds Ishan and Aadhriti in an arranged marriage once again. Two hearts that once beat as one are now divided by pain, betrayal, and years of separation. Can love ever bloom amidst the scars of the past?

~𝓐𝓹𝓷𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞. . . . . 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐗 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (Check Prologue)

"You are my heart, Aira. So be careful when you think of breaking it. It may result in your collapse." ------- .˚₊✧₊˚. -------- **This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating** She broke him in the worst way possible, betrayed him when he least expected it. She shattered his heart and left him at his worst. What will happen when they cross their paths again, but this time when he is at the top and wants his revenge? Amaira Mehra, a sunshine girl who gives the world a middle finger. She is considered as the one with a sense of humour but is it actually her real personality or is she just playing the role of a carefree girl? Abhimaan Raghuvanshi, An asshole to say the best. The broken Billionaire whose heart and mind are fucked up. He left the country to be away from her, to wrench her away from his life but what if his heart is not understanding that? What will happen when He decides to take his revenge? - "I will break her before moulding her back into being my perfect girl." - "Get. The. Fuck. Out, Abhimaan. I don't want you here."

1ST BOOK OF BRIDE SERIES✨✨ Don't do this, leave my parents, don't ruin my life, I will die. She was begging infront of him joining her both hands. Then fucking die, I don't care about you, for me the only thing matter is my love. And you fucking bastard matters her for a lot. So now I will ruin your life in a very beautiful way that no one will ever able to fix this I will never do what you want, she said trembling voice. As soon as he heard her words, he grabbed her arm, dragged her into the room, threw her on the bed and closed the door. *∆*∆*∆*∆*∆*∆*∆*∆*∆ °°What happens when desire and destiny come together°°

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 : 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 × 𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐔𝐀𝐍 She spreads joy like sunshine, He spreads fear like a storm. She runs from the dark, He rules in the dark. She is the heartbeat of kindness, He is the heart of cruelty. She saves people from pain, He causes pain without a second thought. What will happen when the innocent heart and the ruthless heart choose to be bound together in arrange marriage but arrange by him ? #𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 - 𝟎𝟐|𝟎𝟖|𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 #𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 - 𝟎𝟑|𝟎𝟖|𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 #Top 6 in India - 18|09|2025 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 : 𝟎𝟒| 𝟏𝟐 | 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

The Ruthless Dynasty "Betrayed. Exiled. Reborn in blood and fire." Meera Malhotra was once a bright, innocent girl-until her own family sent her away, accused of a crime she didn't commit. Left to fend for herself in a cruel world, she didn't just survive-she became a legend. Now, she is Meera Rathore, the hidden queen of the underworld, a self-made billionaire, and the most feared woman in the mafia world. But when she returns to India for business, she crosses paths with Shravik Singh Rathore-the ruthless and powerful Mafia King of India. A man as cold and dangerous as she is. He sees through her walls, matching her dominance with his own. Where others fear her, he challenges her. What happens when two rulers collide-bound by fire, revenge, and undeniable passion? Will their power struggle destroy them, or will they surrender to a love as dangerous as their pasts? ⚠️ A story of vengeance, passion, and two untouchable souls destined to burn the world for each other.

This book is the sequel to 'Prisha: The Devil's Solace'. I suggest you read that book first, and then continue with 'Prisha: The Devil's Claim'." _________ She stared at him with trembling eyes, her vision blurred by unshed tears. He was hers-her Rudhransh, her devil, her monster husband. Once, he had belonged only to her. But everything had changed three years ago. Now, he loathed her, despised her with a fury that left scars deeper than any blade. And to hurt her, to shatter whatever was left of her soul, he was doing the unthinkable. He was marrying someone else. He was becoming someone else. The room swam around her as she watched him fill another woman's hairline with vermillion, his fingers steady, his expression indifferent. The mangalsutra lay against her throat like a verdict, final and merciless. Her heart twisted violently inside her chest, every beat sending cracks through her already fragile existence. She took a step back-then another-as the cruel reality crashed down on her, suffocating her completely. Gone. He was gone. The last hope she had nurtured for six years-the hope that one day, somehow, he would be hers again-had just been crushed beneath the weight of his betrayal. Her steps faltered. Her vision darkened. Before she could process the whirlwind of agony ripping through her, she felt herself falling-plummeting into nothingness. Then-darkness. Cold. Silent. Suffocating. A shiver ran down her spine as the eerie quiet wrapped around her like chains, holding her captive. And then-his voice. Deep. Laced with something dangerous. "What will I do with you, dewdrop?" Her breath hitched. No. No. It wasn't possible. Her fingers curled against the unforgiving floor beneath her as realization struck with brutal force. "Is Rudhransh here with her? Or is she just dreaming with her eyes open?" And who is on mandap

( Agniwanshi series book~1 )💗 "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M DEEP INSIDE YOU." He's a mafia king who hides his madness in silk suits. She's a college girl who shines too brightly for his dark world. When Rudhransh Agniwanshi sees Prisha, he decides: "She's mine. She just doesn't know it yet." But light can't survive in darkness for long... 🔥 Dark. Obsessive. Possessive. A mafia romance where love feels like captivity - and escape feels impossible.

Revenge and anger can drive a man to any extent. He either looses himself and drowns in the everlasting anguish or finds an unexplored path. Raja Rudransh Pratap Aditya of Jessore, Bengal, the mighty ruler known for his valour and his resistance against the Mughal Empire strives for a path of revenge from Kingdom of Harikela for the promise he made to his father on his death bead. A lie, a foe , a deceive and the ultimate betrayal. "Kidnap the Princess!" I growled at Anirban by minister. "But that's unethical Maharaj" he adjoined his hands, pleading me to not do this. "It was unethical for them to kill my father !" I screamed , the rage making me vibrate and the vision of my father's brutal death clouding my vision. I will kill them!! All of them!! Wage war against them even if I have to go through the unconventional way!! I will take away his daughter , Princess Sukanya and make her my mistress. ------------------------- 1 in #historicallove

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |