"The SEA was never peaceful." They called it Shivayan Elite Academy, but everyone knew it by another name - The SEA. A place where the rich were born kings, and the rest learned how to drown. Power ruled here. Fear was currency. Status decided everything. And the one who controlled both... was Dev Rathore. He was everything people feared and secretly desired - tall, ruthless, breathtakingly confident. The Rathore heir. The boy whose family owned half the country and ruled the academy like their personal kingdom. They called him The Dragon of the SEA, because no one could get close to him without getting burned. But even monsters have a weakness. Dev's weakness had a name - Pakhi Ghosh. Beautiful. Brilliant. Too gentle for a world this cruel. She was the only one who dared to meet Dev's eyes and not bow. The only one he couldn't break, couldn't scare, couldn't let go of - - because he was already obsessed with her. Pakhi never asked for this life. She wanted books, quiet corners, and peace - not attention, not power, and definitely not Dev Rathore's dangerous kind of love... But she told herself she could endure it. At least, that's what she thought... until HE appeared. He walked in with nothing - no fancy surname, no expensive uniform. Just an old backpack and eyes that saw everything. Shiv Malhotra - the new scholarship student. The quiet nerd no one cared to know. Except... he wasn't what he seemed. Behind those glasses hid Shivansh Roy Singhania - the true heir of the empire the Rathores had betrayed. The real owner of the SEA. But the moment HE saw Her - his entire plan began to crack. And just like that, everything shifted. The SEA trembled. Even SEA Hunters, the academy's deadliest game created by Dev himself, began glitching - Because the Real Hunter had finally arrived. Two kings.One Sea. And a girl who didn't want to be saved -but became the reason neither of them would back down. 'The Sea was never peaceful.'

Mysterious figures, shrouded in disguise, Lost within the darkness, where truth often lies. #2 The Desi Psychopath Series Shubhveer Singh Gill is not just a typical busy Punjabi Criminal lawyer, but he also has a hidden side to him. He's like a devil in disguise, harboring dark and unknown desires. If something catches his attention, he's willing to do whatever it takes to obtain it, whether by fair means or foul. His job and family may be his main priorities, but there's a side of him that craves more, that's driven by his own personal desires. Anaya Shekhawat is the Princess of Rajasthan. She likes him and in order to remain close to him she becomes his law intern. However, in her leisure hours, she loves to write stories on wattpad. Criminal love stories. Twist arises when whatever crime she writes in her story, starts to happen in reality. And she becomes the prime suspect. Will he trust her? A symphony of crime paints the night, In a world so dark, our hearts take flight. ~:------ DISCLAIMER: I DON'T WRITE DARK ROMANCE, I WRITE PSYCHOPATHS IN LOVE. Read at your own risk.

•||Book one in Royalty series ||• The Tales of Rakshatra #1 Zravasaya X Tanirika When one of the strongest kingdom on earth is abducted ruthlessly by the barbarian prince from the Romania, The other kingdoms make a decision of signing a treaty with the ruthless empire by offering their princesses as a bride for the greatest king of the Rakshatra. Born with the royal blood webbed in the clutches of slavery a fire ignited with another to write one of the most enchanting love sagas in history. "Marrying one of the princesses was a political arrangement but it became my possession when my eyes fell on you. " All rights reserved © Aditi_Singh

BOOK 1ST IN "DESTINY SERIES" "Every Dark Deed Masked a shattered heart longing for a love, lost to time" ◇ MASSIMO MORETTI, A Thirty two years old handsome Italian, but arrogant and short tempered man. Apart from anger he has no other emotion. For everyone he is the Chairman of 'MORETTI Enterprises', but in actuall he is the underworld Mafia King, whose name is enough to make the world tremble but no one knows the actual face of his.. ♡ SAISHA KHURANA, A Twenty Four years old beautiful Indian girl, but full of scars and dark soul. Who is living in the agony as an Assassin in this world to survive.. For her, Love is Just a myth which is only present in books and movies... other then that there's no love in this cruel world... ★ The story of two souls who got Tangled with each other, despite their knowing that they are not written in each other's destiny... There was a love that was never supposed to happen-- but when it does, it unleash secrets that could destroy them both... and everything they hold.. ▪︎STARTED ON: 14-feb-2025 ▪︎ENDED ON: ___________

[#1 ~ The Rajvansh Family] "You don't have a wife?" Adi asked innocently, his words cutting through the air, causing the entire table to fall into a stunned silence. She shot her son a glare, silently warning him to be quiet with just a look. He paused, then replied, "I don't," as his family exchanged surprised glances, clearly expecting him to snap or react harshly to the kid. "My mumma doesn't have a husband, either," the little boy continued, as though he had just solved the most difficult puzzle in the world. "I know," he responded, his usually cold demeanor softening into a surprising smile as he looked down at the child. "Then why don't you marry each other?" Adi grinned, as if it were the simplest idea in the world. The whole room filled the room with stunned silence, by his innocent proposal. 🕊️ 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗕𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗮 returns to her childhood city, seeking a fresh start after a painful divorce, determined to build a better life for her four-year-old son. The last thing she expects is to be drawn to Vihaan-her late cousin's husband. He wants nothing to do with her... but everything to do with her son. 𝗩𝗶𝗵𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝗷𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 had everything-love, happiness, and a future he cherished-until the day it all shattered before his eyes. In a single, cruel moment, he lost the woman he loved more than life itself, along with their unborn child. He thought he was doomed to a lifetime of emptiness, unaware that fate had other plans-ones that would entangle him in a web of forbidden emotions and an undeniable, reckless desire.

When chaos chooses you, it doesn't send a warning-it sends a glowing pendant, an Alpha with trust issues, and a mate trial full of witches, wolves, and wardrobe malfunctions. Serena didn't sign up to be magical, mated, or mildly on fire. But now she's dodging dark prophecies, flirty assassins, royal gossip, and one extremely persistent werewolf king. Good thing she has sarcasm, questionable allies, and an ancient power that may or may not be turning her into a mythical fox goddess. Perfect for fans of The Selection, A Court of Thorns and Roses, and That One Drunk Fairy Who Started a War by Accident. This is fantasy, spice, and laugh-out-loud chaos all rolled into one unpredictable royal disaster. © Cristina 2025. All rights sparkly and chaotic.

This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 ᥫ᭡ 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰 "𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒊𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔" - 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨 ᥫ᭡

"Untie your lehenga," he said. "Huh?" I blinked, pretending I hadn't heard. Or maybe hoping I hadn't. "I said..." His gaze slid over me, heavier than touch, "untie the string of your lehenga." "And?" I asked, trying to match his tone. I hated how breathless I sounded. "And..." He whispered, "Insert your fingers down there. Then lick it slowly. Show me if your little jungle medicine works. Maybe I'll join you later." My hands froze. What? My eyes snapped to his. He was watching me-like a hawk that had already stripped away every feather I'd used to hide. He knows. He knows. 𝗛𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀. ❖ She was never meant to be his bride. 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 was the jewel of Rajgarh - a woman born of fire, trained in every royal art, even the forgotten ones whispered in hushed tones by dancing courtesans. He was meant to destroy her. 𝗥𝘂𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵, the ruthless crown prince of Devgarh, didn't want love. He wanted vengeance. She was the sister of the man who broke his own sister's heart. And so he took her. As a bride. As a weapon. As a wound. But what he didn't see coming... was the ache she awakened in him. The way her silence burned deeper than screams. The way her defiance tasted of poison and honey. Now the war is no longer on the battlefield. What happens when the enemy begins to crave her? This isn't a love story. It's a slow-burning fire. And a marriage soaked in secrets, storms, and stolen breaths. "She will break... the day I stop touching her with hate." And when he finally touches her with something else- Will she still be his enemy?

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."