"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

# Top 3 in india -(19,20,21/08/25) # Top 7 in india -(25,26/08/25) 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 Destiny is written by God, and only He can change it. She is a young woman-innocent, naive, and pure-hearted-who has known nothing but pain in the world. Her parents don't care for her; in fact, they despise her. Alone and abandoned, she struggles to survive in a world that seems determined to break her. He is the ruthless mafia king of India, feared by all and loyal only to his family. He doesn't believe in love... until she enters his life, and everything he thought he knew begins to change. read the whole book and enjoy .. english is not my first language so sorry for grammar mistakes 36 #bride - out of 2.19k stories #3-loveaffairs. #11-coldhearted #1-introvert #1-mbbs #5--brothers #2-lovestory(out of 396k)

"Don't touch me... please, don't!" Dua screamed, trembling. "Shh... it's me... it's me... Baacha," Reyansh's voice was calm, steady, wrapping around her like a lifeline. Tears streamed down her face. "He... he will... he'll hurt me too... he bought me and my sister..." she sobbed, clinging to him in desperation. "Shh... I'm so sorry for your loss. No one will hurt you... not ever," Reyansh whispered, holding her close. Her body went limp, collapsing into his arms. "Baacha... open your eyes... talk to me..." he pleaded, heart aching. But she remained silent... unresponsive... leaving him holding her fragile form, the weight of her pain crushing his soul. ✨© Kaashi WRTS | 20 September 2025 | All Rights Reserved✨ ✓ Mafia × Innocent ✓ Talkative Female × Quiet/Listening Male ✓ Professor × Hacker ✓ Billionaire × Middle Class ✓ Sweet × Grumpy ✓ Possessive × Caring ✓ Protector × Vulnerable ✓ Silent Hero × Emotional Heroine ✓ Secret Identity × Curious Heroine ✓ Revenge × Redemption ✓ Dark Past × Healing Love 2025-9-20 started (⁠人⁠*⁠'K｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

"Her innocent King" He never wore a crown, never held a gun... but still, he ruled her world. She was born with blood on her hands and fire in her veins-the mafia princess everyone feared. A girl who could break ribs without breaking a sweat, yet secretly dreamed of fairy tales. And he? He was just a boy with flour-dusted fingers and a heart too pure for her dark world. A gamer. A dreamer. The last person you'd expect to survive her storm. But fate doesn't ask for permission. One forced marriage. One innocent heart trapped in her dangerous empire. One girl who would tear down the underworld to protect the only man who made her feel human. She was raised to be a queen of crime- But for him, she chose to be his princess first... and his protector forever. After all, he wasn't just her husband. He was... Her innocent King. 👑 "When he is be like agar mein aapke kharche nahi uthapaya toh..." ["When he says: what if I'm not able to bear your expenses..."..] "And she is like" aap mere nakhre uthalijiye gaaa....""Woh bohot hai mere liye Kharche mein uthalungii...["And she is like-just handle my tantrums....."That means a lot to me...I'll handle the expenses...] #WattpadOriginal #MafiaRomance #ForcedMarriage #EnemiesToLovers #InnocentHusband #StrongFemaleLead #InstagramRomance #DesiLoveStory #WattpadCouple #DesiFiction #HumorRomance #PowerfulHer #WattpadRomance #WattpadIndia #WattpadWriter #FictionLovers #WattpadCover #SpicyAndSweet #WattpadEnemiesToLovers #DesiQueenVibes

For all those who tried to find the love at wrong places but eventually caught the right train.

Book 2 of wounded series. "When you don't heal what hurt you, you bleed on the people who didn't cut on you." Someone wrote the truth when they wrote this. Niyati, a single mother struggles to get away with the trauma her late husband gave her. But it isn't as easy as she thought and things takes a toll when she discovers that the CEO of the richest corporate group of India falls in love with love. Shivam Rajvanshi, the CEO of richest corporate group is a total sunshine of his family. He have never taken anything serious in his life except for the something he gave up a long ago. Now that he met Niyati Ahuja in his best friend's wedding, he couldn't get her out of his head. How things will turn between them when one who doesn't believe in relationship and love anymore meets someone who's going to tell them that loving them is as easy as breathing?

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

"How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Standalone Novelᡣ𐭩 She was chaos in soft skin, a wildfire with a heartbeat. He was silence dressed in scars, a shadow that once believed in light. She spoke in storms and stardust, while he bled in silence and restraint. Two broken rhythms, destined to collide. In her laughter, he found ache. In his gaze, she found war. Love was never gentle with them- it was fierce, forbidden, and flawed. But in that ache, they found something divine. Something eternal. Something ethereal. Started on : 12 February, 2025 Ended on : 4 January, 2026