When a ruthless Delhi lawyer wakes up in the body of a timid village girl, her only goal is to escape an arranged marriage to the terrifying Sardar, Zorawar Singh. But her plan to break the engagement backfires when her sudden boldness doesn't scare him away-it makes him fall in love with the soul hiding behind the face, trapping her in a romance built on a dangerous lie. Can Zara find a way back to her old life, or will the Sardar's dangerous love make her want to stay in a cage she never chose ??

[Ongoing] 18+ Novel - Reverse Harem She gave them everything. They gave her nothing. In the end, she died for men who never even wanted her. In her first life, she was the villainess fiancée who lived and breathed for three beautiful heirs-their shadow, their shield, their fool. She destroyed anyone who dared get close to them, certain they would one day be hers. But the truth was cruel: they adored someone else while she was left to rot in jealousy and despair. Scorned and humiliated, she ended her life with only one wish-never to love them again. But fate laughs at vows. Reborn to the past, she swears to live only for herself. No more chasing. No more begging. No more crawling for scraps of affection. This time, she will rise above them and when the time comes, she's ready to walk away forever. Except now... It's different. __________________________________ Book #3 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in secondlife (27/08/25) #1 in player(01/09/25) #1 in villainess(01/09/25) #1 in yandere (31/08/25) #1 in mxmxmxf (31/08/25) #2 in strongfmc (31/08/25) #1 in secondlife (29/08/25) #2 in obsession (31/08/25) #5 in reincarnation (31/08/25) #5 in reverseharem (31/08/25) #3 in ceo (01/09/25) #6 in billionaire (01/09/25) #2 in transmigration (01/09/25)

One moment, the air was thick with the copper tang of blood and the roar of a collapsing empire. Princess Aradhyanshi had stood her ground, twin daggers flashing, until the cold bite of steel pierced her back-a traitor's gift. She had welcomed the darkness, expecting the silence of the ancestors. Instead, she woke up gasping for air, her lungs burning not with smoke, but with the frigid water of the modern world. The transition was a blur of neon lights and sterile hospital walls. She was no longer a commander of legions- she was Aaradhya Rathore, a girl whose life had been as quiet as a whisper until she "drowned." Aradhyanshi adapted with a warrior's precision. She learned to navigate the "glass bricks" they called phones and the strange, fast-moving carriages of the city. Some memories of her past life began to fray at the edges-but her instincts remained razor-sharp. She convinced herself this was a gift. A second chance to live without a blade at her throat. That delusion shattered on her first day at the elite Oberoi University. Vikramaditya...or ..Vikrant Oberoi? Her breath hitched, her pulse hammering a war drum against her ribs. She had traveled through time and death to escape her fate, only to find her greatest enemy waiting for her in the one place she thought she was safe. He didn't look away. His gaze locked onto hers, dark and unreadable, as if he had been counting the days until she arrived.

✨𝙀𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨✨ . . . . Anvi Rajvansh had it all - power, brains, beauty, skills that broke the charts, and a life running at 5G speed. At twenty-five, she was a global business empress, a Michelin-level chef, a polyglot queen, a hacker who could make world governments sweat, and an actress who caused box offices to bow. She was flawless. Unmatched. Unbothered. Except... she was single. Not by choice, but because no man could match her wavelength. And then she died - going out like a legend - while saving a child. But destiny wasn't done with her. She awakens in a parallel world, inside a romance novel she once skimmed and hated. A trash plot. A cringe love story. And worst of all? She is not the heroine. She is the villainess. A side character made to look clingy, jealous, unwanted - a punching bag for the fake heiress who stole her identity, her family, and even her fiancé. But this is not the same Anvi. This Anvi comes armed with genius, grace, and god-tier abilities. This Anvi won't be anyone's background character. This Anvi will rewrite fate itself. And somewhere in the shadows, watching her every move, stands Abhimaan Singh Rathore - the richest man in this world, a royal king of Rajasthan, a storm wrapped in velvet... and the novel's original villain. But the moment he sees the new Anvi, something inside him snaps. He becomes obsessed. Protective. Possessive. And fate starts shifting around them like a loyal soldier. With one reborn goddess and one dangerously devoted king on the board, this world is about to get flipped upside down. . . . . . 🌸💕🌸

Death. A beautiful mercy some long for, yet never receive. They say it's the end-but why hasn't it been hers? Perhaps it's the gods whispering: Right the mistakes of the past. Her life was never truly hers. Gilded in jewels and fine silks, she lived a fragile peace-until her father shattered it. He forced her into a loveless marriage with the Archduke, a union meant to mend family grudges but brought her nothing but humiliation. While her husband loved another-a commoner-she faded into the background, forgotten. Still, she clung to peace. But her father had other plans. He used her to betray the only man she ever loved, pushing her into a fatal mistake. Yet death was not the end. It was only the beginning. #1 - secondchance #1- powerfulwoman #1- politicalmarriage #1- wattpadoriginals. #1- nobility #1-darkpast

Isha Smith was just an ordinary book addict with a dangerous weakness for forbidden romance... until her favourite novel literally swallowed her whole. Now she's trapped in the body of Valeria Duclair-the breathtaking, powerful, and utterly doomed villainess destined to die at the hands of the man she chased so desperately. Armed with nothing but razor-sharp sarcasm, a encyclopedic knowledge of every overused romance cliché, and a fierce determination to live, Isha is ready to rewrite the entire tragic script. No more scheming. No more pearl-clutching jealousy. And definitely no dying for a man who never loved her. But rewriting fate isn't easy when the engagement to the cold, dangerously handsome Vincent Veyrault is already looming, Seraphina's infuriating angel-face innocence is stealing every spotlight, and two obsessively possessive brothers are circling like sharks who smell blood in the water. Can a sarcastic bookworm survive the deadly plot that killed the original villainess... or will she end up just as dead as the rumours promised? One thing's for certain: this time, the villainess refuses to play by the book.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

Title: Samhara: Ashes to Empire (संहार - राख से साम्राज्य) On the night of her 18th birthday, Aagnika Rathore was brutally murdered-betrayed by the very people she called family. Her uncles, Virendra and Jaidev Rathore, conspired to steal her father's empire. Her beloved cousin, Ishita, orchestrated her downfall. The man she loved, Kunal Malhotra, was never truly hers-merely a pawn in their grand deception. As she lay dying, their confessions echoed in her mind, branding her soul with rage and despair. But fate had other plans. An ancient secret, hidden within the mystical necklace her father once gifted her, defied death itself. She was reborn at sixteen, two years before her tragic end. This time, she remembers everything. The lies. The deception. The fake love. The murder. Yet, Aagnika does not strike in haste. She does not reveal what she knows. Instead, she watches, calculates, and waits. Her cousin Ishita thinks she will fall for the same traps? Let her try. Her false lover Kunal believes she will be his puppet again? Let him wait. Her uncles, who see her as an obstacle? Let them underestimate her one last time. For she is no longer the naive girl they slaughtered. She is the fire reborn from the ashes. This time, she will manipulate them as they once manipulated her. This time, she will turn their own weapons against them. This time, she will burn them to ruin-slowly, mercilessly. As she moves her pieces in this game of power and vengeance, an unexpected force watches her-the enigmatic Rudransh Singh. Once indifferent, now intrigued, he senses a dangerous change in her. And in this new life, Aagnika knows the truth about him too. They thought they had destroyed her. But from the ashes of betrayal, a queen will rise. And this time, she will take back her empire.

She was just an ordinary girl-until she woke up inside her favorite dark romance novel, Bound by Obsession. But she's not the heroine. She's just Samaira Malhotra, a side character meant to fade into the background. Determined to stay unnoticed, she enjoys watching the love story unfold-until Zavian Khurana, the villain, sets his eyes on her. He wasn't supposed to notice her. He wasn't supposed to obsess over her. Now, she's trapped in a world where love is dangerous, and escape is impossible. "For future spoilers, you can follow my Instagram handle" https://www.instagram.com/author__nikki?igsh=ZHoxdnA1djg0Zm1p

"You... you are... here." His voice came out as he whispered, surprising me. I tilted my head slightly and looked at him, responding to him. I licked my lips as I spoke back to him, "Sorry. I don't get what you are saying." I tried to keep it simple. But just as his soft fingers caressed my cheeks like a feather gracing over them, his cold fingers felt so good at the top of my heated cheeks that my body melted at his touch. "Ahh," I gasped at his sudden closeness and touch. I found myself leaning into it. He slowly leaned in, and his hot breath grazed the tops of my lips as I yearned for them to touch mine. Something then I didn't realise would cause the destruction I witnessed through the screen. ___________________________________________________________________ What happens when the villain's heart is filled with one face, the face that has guided him all his life, loved him, and been with him? Bhalla was many things, but he was a lover to his Nandhini, the sole thing holding up his humanity, his anchor from the world, which never supported him. But the only thing is that she is not from his reality or even real. She only visits him in his dreams, and in that dream, he lived, loved, and cherished; for him, that is his reality. Suddenly, he disappeared, leaving him in darkness as he had to fend off his nights with dreamless sleep. Only for her to appear in his reality without knowing him and their connection. Will the villain go to any extreme to get her back to him? To make her love him and see things from his perspective. She is his Niyati. Bhalladeva x OC