TROOPS CM X DOCTOR CHILDHOODBESTFRIENDS SINGLE MOTHER SUNSHINE X GRUMPY STRANGER TO LOVER OBSESSED MALE LEAD 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧. 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞.

"I will break you beyond repair".... Vihaansh growled. "But I will cherish you and heal you till my last breath," Ishika replied, her voice unwavering. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Rose, I beg of you... If you want you can kill me, but please don't leave me Jaan, Take me along, please...?" Vihaansh pleaded, tears streaming down his face and his sobs wrenching from the depths of his soul. But no reply... ‐‐-----------‐------------------------------------------------- Here Starts a tale of a ruthless man's guilt-driven story, who is left all alone in the World and has no one to wipe his tears, give him a shoulder to sob, be a reason to smile. But he can't end his life because ......... Because she left behind their cherished symbol of love, a testament to their once-shared bond, with every breath he takes, he relives the moment she departed, a silent witness to the pain that now defines his existence. She left their Symbol of love with him. But he only breathes he left living the moment she left him. He behaves like a happy daddy before their bacha. He is a perfect Dad. But he remains haunted by the absence of a motherly presence for his daughter. He can't even share his sorrow, his dismay. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What will happen to him as he carries the weight of his guilt? Can he ever find a way to make up for his mistakes and find happiness again? All rights are reserved by your author @Rashi_Jha🌼(by me ofc) #65 Wattpad #95 wattpad #1 in the Eternal Series .......UNDER EDIT............

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

"Drenched Hearts" Anjali, a passionate poetess, and Aryan, the son of a renowned businessman, crossed paths at an art exhibition. Their first encounter was accidental-a splash of ink from Anjali's hand stained Aryan's shirt. But fate had other plans. As they exchanged apologies, their eyes met, and something shifted-a connection sparked by shared creativity and vulnerability.

𝐀 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤

𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 💋 (Dark Mafia Romance | 18+) "Tum mujhe arrest karne aayi thi, Sana... ab dekho, khud meri prisoner ban chuki ho." - Rudra Malhotra Rudra Malhotra - Underworld ka sabse ruthless Mafia King. Uske naam se hi dushman kaap jate hain, aur uski aankhon me sirf ek cheez dikhti hai - power. Cold, heartless aur dangerous, woh apni duniya ke rules sirf khud ke liye likhta hai. Sana Sharma - Ek fearless police officer jise crime aur underworld se nafrat hai. Uska ek hi mission hai - Rudra ko jail bhejna. Par woh bhool gayi ki Mafia King se takraane ka sirf ek hi anjaam hota hai - Tabahi. Jab Sana ek deadly raid me Rudra ke empire ko todne ki koshish karti hai, toh woh ek aise game me fas jaati hai jisme sirf Rudra ke rules chalte hain. Uske possession me aane ke baad, Sana sirf ek cop nahi rehti... woh Rudra ki obsession ban jaati hai. 🔥 Power ya Passion? Revenge ya Surrender? Sana ke paas koi escape nahi hai... aur Rudra usse kabhi chhodne wala bhi nahi hai. ⚠ Warning: Yeh kahani dark, possessive aur intense mafia romance hai. If you love obsessive anti-heroes, forced proximity aur sinful chemistry, then this book is for you! 18+ content ahead. Read at your own risk. 😈🔥 ---

In a buisness interview interviewer asked him," what is your weakness?" he replied,"her tears" another question was asked,"what is your dream?" he suddenly replied,"making her fall in love with me." next question was asked,"what is the secret that no one knows about you?" he replied," Parvati mata ne apne shiv ke liye 12 saal ki tapsya ki thi par maine apne Parvati ko paane ke liye 20 saal ki tadap aur intezaar saha hai." He is well known buisnessman of the nation also involved in mafia but she is just a clumsy girl with past secret who is not aware of the fact that tha Mafia king is obsesed with her She thought it was a arranged marriage but it was arranged by him ------------------------------------------------------ Irritated by his sleeping habits she painted lipstick on his lips and put blush on his cheeks. Everyone was controlling hard not to laugh on his sight but he was blushing hard thinking about the fact that she has touched his lips and cheeks. Wanting to take revenge from him she destroyed his favorite car that worth millions leaving her lipstick to let him know that she has done this . Everyone was scared for his reaction and outburst. But his happiness has no bound that his Lakshmi has given him blessing by leaving lipstick mark. He warned all his men not to touched this car and keep the car safe. Isn't he the greenest flag you ever read? ___________________________________ Drive in the story to know about love of this two personalities who is completely opposite of each other he kills mercilessly she gives lives he loves darkness she gives light of hope he is known for his ruthlessness she is proud of her kindness he is obsesed with her but she....? _________________________________ Mafia × doctor Grumpy × sunshine Possessive × jeolous Slow burn romance Stalker #2 on Rom-Com #3 on Comedy Romance #1 on fictional on 21.2.25

A hundred years ago, she was betrayed. Burned alive by the ones she trusted. By the king she served. By the village she once called home. Her name was Sharvani woman so beautiful, so enigmatic, that her story became a legend whispered through generations. They said her soul never left. Now, in the present day, Rithvik returns to the village after twelve years-just before Shivaratri. But he comes back with more than memories. He carries a blessing from lord shiva, a connection... and unknowingly, the key to her return. What happens when the past claws its way back through fire and blood? Can love survive even after death? And is revenge ever truly complete? Some stories are buried in time. But some legends never die.

MRS KHUSHI RATHORE : I am an plussize and dark skin girl who's fate is so unlucky that in the whole 5 years of my marriage I am still sat in a dark corner of my own husband's life as his unwanted, his namesake wife ! Just a unwanted wife even after 5 long years of our marriage I am just a maid in his house and a dirt in his life . whom he always love to ignore like I am nothing to him just nothing!! And like a fool while enduring all this ignorance, hurt, pain, tears, hate, insult, mocks, dislikes, broken pain , rejection, unwanted , burden , loveless by my own husband. I still knocking at his cold heart from the first day to till now after 5 years I am still trying just trying but his cold heart never melts for me in this 5 years of our marriage. How can his heart beats for his ugly wife when he only love the OTHER WOMAN ! (Sad smile) even after 5 years still only love her then how can a unwanted girl get his love.. Not only heartbeats , his every corner in his and on his life only has right of the OTHER WOMAN! where I am just a helpless wife who's tears full eyes still waiting his little love for me after 5 years also. I am still waiting while knowing in my desert life his love's rain never going to drop , his anger eyes never notice my painful tears, his heartless heart never care for my bleeding heart , at the last he never going to love a burden girl like me ever in this marriage even I am die by trying for his love. Cause he already has someone else in his heart from long ago till now after his marriage with my unwanted self. And still my stupid heart just running behind a storm like him without knowing the storm slowly slowly destroying my soul in pain. Also after all of this things my broken heart is still beating for my own husband 's love But painfully he never became mine because he only love her , his love, THE ANOTHER WOMAN (Bitter smile)!!

"𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚." ~~ DIVORCE AGREEMENT. My hands went numb. The paper trembled between my fingers. I looked up at him, praying it was some kind of twisted joke. But he didn't even flinch. He just pushed the pen towards me, his gaze sharp and unreadable. "Sign it, Mishti. You wanted him free. This is the cost." My chest tightened, the fever, the ache, the weight of everything crashing over me all at once. Behind me, I heard Arav struggling, his voice raw, "Don't you dare, Mishti! Don't beg to him. Don't give him that satisfaction. He should be the one apologising to you, not the other way around!" Sultan clicked his tongue, eyes narrowing. "He's still talking... making me angrier." His tone was calm, terrifyingly calm. "If I want, I can let him rot here for years. Do you want that, Mishti?" My stomach twisted. My hands were shaking uncontrollably now. He was serious. Dead serious. The inspector slid the pen into my hand. My eyes stung, the words blurring on the page. I didn't even recognize my own handwriting when I pressed the pen down, signing my name with a trembling hand. It felt like I was signing away more than just a marriage. I was signing away a part of myself. When I lifted my head, Sultan was watching me. Not triumphant, not smiling-just cold. "I want to start fresh. I'm planning to get married again. I don't want your nuisance anymore." I swear in that moment, something inside me just collapsed. Like all the years, all the love, all the pain I carried-it was for nothing. I wanted to scream, wanted to beg him to just once look at me the way he used to. He fixed his watch, straightened his cuffs, and picked up his coat like this was just another meeting that was done.