He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 𝕺𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 "𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆" H𝖆𝖟𝖊𝖑 & E𝖟𝖆𝖟 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞/𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧/𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝙨𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙈𝙚 (𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙-𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚)

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content

[SLOW UPDATES] 𝘼 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨. _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ "P please hel help me, I I need you...please!" Her voice was getting impatient as she was continuously struggling to get rid of her clothes. By grabbing her waist, I pulled her closer to me. With a smirk I leaned down and whispered in her ear "So you want me to fvck you, right?" She was restlessly looking at me as if she don't know what was happening to her, but at this moment, she really needed me. "Are you sure, fireheart? As you are already bleeding! And If I started, I won't stop until I ruin you completely." I added. "I I need you, please." The only words she could barely manage to Say. As I heard those words from her mouth, I pressed her against the wall and started eating her delicate lips brutally! _______ What happens when one night's mistake becomes the most horrible reality of someone's whole life ? Choosing him was not her destiny and leaving her was not his consent, in the game of hatred... Will love make it's way ? In the extent of his darkness, will she be able to become light or will lost herself in his dark world ? Read on to know more!!!

She is the country's most fearless CBI officer. She is cold, disciplined, brilliant... and proudly misandrist. She is absolutely convinced that trusting a man is the biggest mistake a woman can make. He's the nation's most adored and dangerous politician, wrapped in charm, buried in power, and hiding secrets deep enough to drown a country. She's been assigned one mission to bring him down, expose him and break him. She will cross lines, and set the whole world on fire if that is what it takes to prove what he truly is. But the deeper she walks into his world, the more twisted the truth becomes, and it will not be clear for a very long time who is actually controlling the game or who the real mastermind is. But every moment they stand against each other feels unbearably close to burning together. She is built to uphold the law and he was born to defy it. If either of them slips, it will not be love. It will be the most beautiful kind of destruction... and neither of them will escape untouched. |Book 2 of Brutally Yours | Can be read as stand alone|

He shut every door of hope for her... only to become the last door she could knock on. Kanak Agarwal, an Indian Army Captain, is accused of betraying her country, an accusation that costs the nation its finest officer, Captain Shashwat Rajvansh. Hated and misunderstood since childhood, judged by everyone she ever met, Kanak still chose to rise, and to prove herself. Now, trapped under the weight of humiliation and false accusations, she struggles to keep herself from drowning. Just when she tries to surface, there is a hand that pushes her back into the depths... Vihaan Mittal, a reputed lawyer chosen to fight the case against her. Having recently faced the brutal truth about his own father, Vihaan's faith in human nature has shattered completely. Regretting the mistake of trusting his father once again, he vows never to trust a snake twice. To him, people do not change, they only learn how to hide better. Vihaan feels foolish for ever believing in redemption. And when he watches his brother drown in guilt after losing his best friend, Vihaan decides to deliver justice.

༄ टूट जाएगा दिल, फिर ना जुड़ पाएगा... इसी बात का डर है मुझको। 🥀 ❦ के हो ना जाए प्यार तुमसे मुझे... कर देगा बर्बाद इश्क़ मुझे। ☾︎ ⋆ - - - ✦ - - - A strange mark on her wrist. A protector no one can see except her. And a past she was never meant to remember. She spent her entire life being protected by a known force, the one that silently destroys anything with harmful intentions toward her. But there is one terrifying truth she has always known: Anyone who gets too close to her... never stays safe. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she meets him. Calm, unreadable, and dangerously mysterious, he enters her life like he was always meant to find her. What she doesn't know is that he remembers everything. Their love. Their death. And the betrayal that destroyed him. In their past life, they were lovers from rival bloodlines-an impossible love that ended in bloodshed, heartbreak, and a misunderstanding powerful enough to survive death itself. Now reborn, she remembers nothing. But he remembers enough to hate her. As her 35th birthday approaches, ancient powers begin to stir, a prophecy starts unfolding and the truth behind her identity threatens to awaken a war long buried in history. Because she isn't just an ordinary girl. She is the lost 𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦 of the 𝗗𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘. The Prophecy Child. And the one person capable of changing everything. But when love and revenge are tied by the same soul mark... which one survives?

From Mandap to Madness 2 BOOK TWO: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES When the past becomes present. When love becomes weapon. When truth becomes the most dangerous lie of all. The pieces were moving. The game was accelerating. Viransh learning truths that would reshape everything he thought he knew. Vanya racing toward revelations that would either condemn or save her. And between them-secrets, lies, and a love that was either the most real thing in their lives or the most dangerous lie ever told. In their world, vulnerability was blood in the water. And the sharks were circling.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞. (Standalone) 𝑷𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑿 𝑰𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ "She slipped again." Ikshit tossed the folder onto her table. His voice was low, tight. "Atasha Rabari. Left the safehouse minutes before we reached. Almost like... someone warned her." Piya didn't flinch. She poured him coffee with a calm he didn't question. "Maybe she's lucky," she said. He stepped closer. "No. It's not luck. She moves like someone's guiding her." A beat. "Or protecting her." Her phone buzzed in her pocket - one vibration. Atasha was safe. Piya looked up at him. His eyes were on her - sharp, searching. "Then maybe you need to stop thinking like a cop..." She smiled softly. "...and start thinking like a woman who has nothing left to lose." Their eyes locked. Long. Quiet. Dangerous. Ikshit stepped closer - invading her space. Testing something he couldn't name. "And what kind of woman are you, Piya?" His voice dropped to a murmur. She didn't back away. "The kind who hides the truth behind a kiss," she whispered, kissing him. And when he kissed her - hard, desperate, confused. She was kissing him back. Knowing full well... He was chasing her best friend. While falling in love with the enemy.