This Story is about Nisha the young woman who is married to a introvert man Vedang they have been married for 11 years she was just 19 when she got married to him when he was 28 Nisha Vedang Vishwanathan she is the wife of Vedang Vishwanathan the rich business man with a lot of patience and arrogance fill in him he is man of words he never takes no as a answer if he wants it has be to his Nisha who was the mother of 3 children she is a very calm lady with maturity but she is lost in the role of mother daughter in law and wife she is woman who is craving the love of her husband she has always been a understanding wife always there to support him she knows he loves her but she wants him to express she was tired being the understanding one

✭⋆𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞⋆✭ "Why did you not listen to me?"I whispered against her lips, my voice husky with a mixture of anger and possessiveness. "I can do anything I please. You have no right to dictate my movements," she retorted, her voice firm. My grip on her waist tightened involuntarily. "Let's go to bed, and I'll show you exactly who I am to you,"I growled, scooping her up in my arms and carrying her towards the bed. I hovered over her, intertwining our hands and gazing intently into her eyes, a venomous glint in my own. "Tell me what you see in my eyes,"I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. Strangely, she remained remarkably calm, her demeanor almost serene. Finally, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "A child," she murmured softly. "What?" I barked, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "A little boy," she continued, her voice gaining strength, "who desperately needs protection. A boy who yearns for love, for acceptance, for someone to hold him and never let go. A boy who has always been the shoulder to lean on for others, yet has never found a shoulder to cry on himself. And I... I love this boy." Her smile was fragile, a fleeting expression that mirrored the softening of my own grip on her hands. My eyes stung with a sudden, unexpected wave of emotion. ✰ Falling in love with the daughter of his father's murderer, he found his carefully constructed revenge plan crumbling before his eyes. Years of carefully cultivated hatred threatened to be consumed by a burgeoning affection he never anticipated. Unbeknownst to him, she was the very source of the pain he sought to avenge. Would he succumb to the allure of her love, or would his thirst for vengeance ultimately consume them both? "MATURE CONTENT"

🌌 Whisper's of Destiny 🌌 By @ashii_verse 🖤 "Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to bleed through silence... and leave scars where no one sees." --- Avni. Soft. Subtle. Almost invisible to the world. But beneath her quiet grace lies a storm she's too afraid to name. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't ask for more. She simply exists - until he sees her. The man no one dares to look in the eye... yet she meets his gaze with trembling honesty. Rajveer. Sharp mind. Cold presence. A man who speaks less and controls more. He doesn't crave love. He craves silence, control, and order. But there's something about her - the way she lowers her eyes when he speaks, the way her fear doesn't hide her truth - that draws him in like a storm waiting to be unleashed. --- ❝ You look at me like I'm human, Avni... ❞ ❝ But I've spent my whole life making sure I'm not. ❞ ❝ And still... ❞ ❝ You make me want to be yours. ❞ --- This is not a love story. This is restraint and desire at war. A girl too soft for his world. A man too dangerous for hers. And a fate that ties them together - not gently, but violently. He doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to leave. And somewhere in the silence between them, something begins to burn... slowly, darkly, beautifully. ✨ Whisper's of Destiny - a haunting slow-burn of longing, power, and a love so quiet... it leaves nothing untouched. ---

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞. __________________________________ "Aaliya" I whispered. She smiled at me and asked, "What?" "I'm sorry" I said before pulling out the handkerchief from my pocket and forcefully pressing it on Aaliya's face. She tried to fight for some seconds but then, she fainted. __________________________________ Akshara Mehrotra, A kind,savage and sunshine girl who can't keep silent for more than 10 seconds. She completed her MBBS and was going to NYC for her MS ( master of surgery) course. In easy words, her life was a happy and simple rich life, until he entered. Arhaan Singhaniya, A grumpy,cold man with a dark past. He is a businessman who's company comes is in the top lists of the world and indeed a billionaire. His life was colourless,dark and plain, until she entered. On the wedding day of Arhaan and Akshara's bestfriend, Aaliya, something happened that the person who ended up marrying Arhaan was Akshara, not Aaliya. What happened? Why she did it? Will Arhaan accept her? What made Arhaan like this? And the most important, will they be able to solve the tangled threads of Hearts and Truths ? ✨READ THE BOOK TO FIND ANSWERS✨ __________________________________ "I-i re-reall-yy like y-you" I lied looking down at my hands, not daring to look in his burning eyes. My breath hitched when he held me by my hair and forced me to look up at him. "Say that again?" I opened my mouth to say but nothing came out, except the burning tears from my eyes. "Fine,Then Show me" he hissed before pinning me to the wall.

My Husband, My Monster. Mistakes? I've done enough in my life. But the biggest mistake was to fall for The Monster. Jaiveer Singh Rathore. I thought it to be the beautiful mistake, not realizing it would turn out to be ugly. I've sacrificed everything, destroyed my own self just to stay close to him. I tried to find a peace in him, not knowing I will be the one to left torn and hollow from inside. Jaiveer Singh Rathore is my custom-made hell and as much I want to get away from him, I found myself taking a solace in him. I've tried to stop myself, to stop the toxicity in me, but I can't. What happens when two toxic beings collide? They sucked the life out of each other until there is nothing inside. I am self-destructive when I chosed Jaiveer Singh Rathore for myself. Did enough destruction to get him all for myself. My Veer. My Monster. But is it enough? Will I ever be enough for him? ________________ I am ruined. Destroyed in such a way that there is nothing left to be fixed. But I don't pity myself. I've made myself what I am. Because I am self-destructive and so as Shravani Datta. She knew and still chose to chose me. A Marriage Pact. And her hopeful eyes that she will change me for good, not knowing she is stepping into a hell, and she will get as destroyed as me. She is unaware that my darkness will overpower her light. Shravani Datta is my custom-made heaven, the only human who have seen the real me. And I hate her for it. I hate her for understanding me and my tendencies. She shouldn't have chose me, she shouldn't have put herself in this situation, but she did. And now there is no looking back. She is stuck now. My Ravenous heart can't wait to ravished her.

Revenge was his mission. But fate handed him something far more dangerous-desire. Saksham Pratap Singh has spent years building his empire, fueled by a singular purpose: revenge. His enemy who destroyed everything Saksham once held dear, and now, it's time to make him pay. But vengeance takes an unexpected turn when Saksham lays eyes on her-a girl with fire in her eyes and secrets stitched into her silence. She's everything he never expected... and the one thing he can't resist. He kidnaps her under the cover of night, right before her brother's helpless eyes, binding her in a contract that screams punishment. But the more he tries to break her, the more she haunts him. Who is Misti Roy really? A pawn in a ruthless game-or the wildcard who might just destroy him? In this twisted tale of obsession, betrayal, and burning chemistry-love isn't the only thing at stake.

[Book 1 of series Obsession] 28 Dec:- Top 3 in Top 10 in India 28 Dec:- Top 2 in India This story is STRICTLY 18+ It will contain more of adult content. READ AT YOU OWN RISK TROPES enemies with benefits Family rival Academic rivals Baddie FL x Baddie ML Hater to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Possessive ML x Possessive FL Touch her and die Touch him and face the consequences

*Status- Complete* Book one of the Royal Romance series. "She was the girl he used to see in his dreams" _________________________________________ "Ekansh Rathore" the king of Jaipur. CEO of Rathore Empires by profession. Business is his passion and he can go to any extent for his business. "Ishana Chauhan" the only daughter of Chauhan. An actress who is in her initial days of career. Her career is more important for her than anything else but when it comes to books she has her own world of imagination. Let's see what would happen when they will be tied in the bond of marriage because of the one passionate night they shared with each other. What will happen if they collide? Will they be able to make their relationships work out? To know the answers to the questions join the beautiful journey of Ekansh and Isha.

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other