"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

🌌 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. ---

𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀: A Tale of Kings, Mafia, and the Dark Dance of Love and Betrayal. DARK ROMANCE BOOK 🎀 This story contains multi couples and it's my first time writing with multi couples. The royal family of Rathore's in Rajasthan, there were four men who were not only respected as kings in their state but also the top tycoons of the country. They were known for their wealth and power, but little did anyone know that they ruled the dark underbelly of the mafia world as well. Their influence extended far beyond the borders of their kingdom, and their word was law in the criminal underworld. The story revolves around the tragic marriage lives of these four brothers and their families. Will Abhiraaj be able to bestow Aawanya with her rights, or will Aawanya choose to part ways with him after losing faith? Can Ishani bring Dev back from the dangerous Mafia World, or will she have to face the pain of losing him forever? Will Vardhan's heart ever be captivated by Jahnvi's love, or will Jahnvi's dreams be crushed? And finally, can Prakshit and Unnati create a bond that will last a lifetime? As the tale unfolds, the readers will witness the struggles, sacrifices, and triumphs of these four couples. Will they be able to stay together with love, or will one of them lose their love forever? Only time will tell. Please note that this is a fictional story and any resemblance to real-life events or individuals is purely coincidental.

Widowed at thirty-four, Kabir Rathore is a successful businessman, but a lost man at heart - a single father drowning in guilt, duty, and a past he can't let go of. When his newborn daughter and two-year-old son need stability, his conservative family urges him into an unusual solution: a marriage of convenience. Enter Shruti Roy - twenty-seven, quiet but resilient, reeling from her own heartbreaks, and fiercely protective of her independence. She agrees to the arrangement, not for love, but for the children who steal her heart the moment she steps into Kabir's chaotic world. What begins as a practical decision slowly unfolds into something neither of them expects - laughter in shared silences, sparks under casual touches, and a home built from gentle moments. But ghosts of the past are not easy to bury. When jealousy strikes, old lovers reappear, and trust is tested by twisted intentions, Shruti and Kabir must ask the hardest question of all: Was this just an arrangement? Or the beginning of something real? ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀: 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 STANDALONE.

𝑴𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚'𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏,𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚,𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚! 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒕!? 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎?

A dark yet soft desi romance of first love, final betrayal, and a war that begins at the altar. He was her ruin. She was his obsession. And everything in between? A haunting fairytale-born in innocence, burned in betrayal, and bound by a love that never truly died. Adranksh Singh Rajput is a man built on control and power-cold, calculating, and untouchable. Yet beneath his iron exterior lies a past tethered to one woman: Maya Kshatriya. Maya was once his childhood love, the only one who ever truly saw him. They thought their arranged marriage was a cruel twist of fate, but soon discovered a bond deeper than time and betrayal. Together, they built something powerful-a shared empire called Mayansh. Then everything fell apart. Five years after a devastating betrayal, Maya returns-not as the woman he knew, but stronger, colder, and carrying secrets that could destroy them both. Beside her are twins, children Adranksh never knew existed, and a silent promise of vengeance. Now, Adranksh must fight to reclaim his family and the woman who became his obsession. But when love turns into war, who will burn-and who will survive? "You think I lost you, Malyshka?" "No, Ansh. I survived-and this time, I'm taking back everything." When the past comes back with blood on its hands... When obsession becomes the sharpest blade... Will they destroy each other-or finally burn the world to save what's left? 🔥 Step into The Fated Destiny - a tale of once-in-a-lifetime love, arranged fate, and a reunion wrapped in shadows. Perfect for readers who crave angst that aches, passion that punishes, love that never dies, and obsession that never lets go.

Once, their families were bound by trust. Now, they're divided by blood. Reyansh Shergill, heir to a ruthless mafia empire, and Amaira Raichand, the golden-hearted doctor. They both were childhood sweethearts but something turned their cute bond into hatred. 18 years they've been away from each other, The past burned their bond to ashes, and hatred filled what love had left behind. But when Amaira's brother dared to run away with Reyansh's only sister, the final spark was lit. For revenge, Reyansh did the unthinkable thing......he married Amaira. Not for love, but for Revenge. And Amaira? Did she wanted it? Maybe yes or Maybe No. Dive into the story to witness how their bond turns from 'Childhood sweetheart to Enemies to Lovers'

𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊-𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 Aathiya: "I'd rather be alone than broken again." Reyansh: "You were never meant to be anything less than my world... Munji Ghull." - Aarohi: "Meri reputation ki to dhajjiyaan tum log uda chuke ho. Ye shaadi karke clean chit nahi milne dungi tumhe kabhi bhi." (You've already shredded my reputation. This wedding won't be your clean slate.) Aadarsh: "Tumhe lagta hai main tumse shaadi karna chahta hoon? Main bhi us announcement se utna hi shock mein tha jitni tum ho." (You think I want to marry you? I was just as shocked by that announcement as you were.) - Sanvi: "It feels like I'm just a silly childhood memory to you... like I don't matter anymore. And it hurts, Kabir. It really does." Kabir: "You were never just a childhood friend to me. But I thought... I thought you'd never feel the same. So I stayed quiet." - 🖤 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 🖤 Slow Burn Love at First Sight Traumatic Pasts Trust Issues Enemies to Lovers Grumpy x Sunshine Boss x Employee Mafia Romance Childhood Lovers ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains Mature themes. All necessary content warnings are provided at the beginning of relevant chapters. *** Highest Rankings*** #1 in Beginner #1 in Ongoing #1 in Romcom #1 in International Student #1 in Sindhi #1 in Turkey #3 in Canada

⟢ Book 1 of '𝐈 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮' series. 𓇢𓆸 In finding solace with Ahaan, Noor unknowingly laid the reason for her 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 The poet accurately conveyed the importance of our existence when discussing the six stages that lead us to our death.... Attraction, Affection, Love, Trust, Worship, Madness. Noor passed through each stage in wholesome..... At first, she was Attracted to Avyash, but then Ahaan appeared and showered her with affection. She fell head over heels in love with Ahaan. Naively, she placed her unwavering trust in love and friendship. Ahaan worshipped her. In her madness she showed him her true self. And now, she has reached the final stage: Death. She cannot bear the pain any longer. And the only way to end it is by ending herself. She grasp onto the sharp blade, its edge already harming her. Just one cut and she will be gone. With a steady hand, she looked at her once unblemished skin, now soon to be stained with blood. Slowly, she guide the blade towards her wrist. As the blood begins to flow, she closes her eyes, memorialising the past few months. Suddenly, the image of those amber eyes floods her mind and she can't help but laugh. Memories resurface, one after the other. He mended her heart, only to shatter it cruelly. 𓍯𓂃 NOOR CHAUHAN I need you Ahaan! . AHAAN SINGH RATHORE I will be there with you in any condition meri jaan~ . Avyash Singh Rajput You can blindly trust me! I will never break your trust. 𓇢𓆸 To know more about do check the story ♡ 𓇢𓆸 This story involves love, friendships, misunderstandings, fights between college students but no cheating is involved. The only cheating that will happen is in exams. ©️ Copyright are reserved

And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men. Are these even considered men? My head jerked to the left as I stared at my mother, tied with chains, torn clothes, and blood trickling down her forehead. Her satisfactory smirk flattered me as soon as her eyes met mine. Is this what we call Maa? "Agar dar ki aakho me dekhoge, dar tumse darega." These were the last lines of my father. Jaate jaate bhi bhut kuch sikha gaye. Even if this is how I die, I don't deserve an unworthy death like this. I refuse to die because the day I close my eyes, I will be doing it willingly. My hand stumbled upon Aruval; either this would be the end of me or him. Taking it in my hand, I hit it on his neck with all the energy I could summon up. His head jerked up in half as it landed just beside my mom's feet. His blood splashed over me giving me a sense of relief, tears shone in my eyes. Har asur ke vinash ke liye ek Krishna janam leta hai par is baar kali janamegi. Vinash toh tay hai ya uska ya Mera. "Toh likho laal kalam se, Gita ka unisva adhyay, Kaleen Singh Chauhan ki maut mere hatho hi hogi." And this was the rise of satan in the world of Rajtantra. Yeh tha ek ant: ka prarambh. A war between Bhay and Karma.