𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 MEET 𝐌𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐠𝐚𝐥 I hate you, Jinal Thakur," he growled, gripping her wrist, his breath hot against her lips. "I hate you so much..." he whispered before crushing his mouth against hers out of pure jealousy. "I hate you too, Mr. Sehgal," she spat back, slapping him with trembling hands... and a heart that betrayed her words. And yet... It didn't stop him from doing the deed he was about to do. _________________________________ 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story.

Inayaat - Blessing A tale of two souls united by the will of God 🪷 RANBIR SINGH RANDHAWA A typical Punjabi hot blooded man who is far from mundane. He's the ruling politician of Punjab and powerful landlord at the prime age of 29. He's successful, authoritative and needless to mention, sinfully handsome. His more than smooth bachelor life comes to a standstill when he finds a beautiful stranger in the dark of the night only to call her his wife in the next 8 hours. HARLEEN ARORA A timid girl who comes from a troubled family. She's an innocent soul who's tortured mercilessly by her family, especially her father since past 23 years. Having enough of the atrocities, she decides to runaway from her house and hence jumps from the window of her room one ordinary night and lands straight into the arms of a certain political only to call him her husband in the next 8 hours. 🪷 "Umm.. aapka naam kya hai?" She asked hesitantly. "Ranbir naam hai mera. Ranbir Singh Randhawa." "Aur aapka?" He asked. "Harleen Arora." He shook his head sideways. "Harleen Randhawa." 🪷 Tropes: - Sudden Marriage - Marriage of Convenience - Forced Proximity - Opposites Attract - Grumpy x Sunshine - He falls first, she falls harder - Found Family - Age gap - Spicy - Love at first sight Spicy and bonus chapters are available on scrollstck 📜

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 with emotional touch... ❝You are only mine to ruin and mine to fuck Doll.❞ Since childhood, her heart bloomed untouched-too pure to sense the poison in his veins. She was a fragile light; he, a sinner in shadows. With every cruel glance and twisted word, he drew her into his flames, aiming to ruin not just her body, but the soul he had already claimed. "D-Don't touch me..." she whispered, her voice trembling. Her warm brown eyes shimmered with dread, confusion, and grief as she pressed against the cold wall, nowhere left to run. He stepped closer, like a predator, his eyes gleaming darkness. "Don't?" he echoed with a cruel smile, brushing a finger across her cheek-soft, delicate...terrifying. "But you called me in your sleep, little doll. Whispered my name like a prayer. You belong to me more than your own name does." His fingers tangled in her hair, exposing her throat. Leaned in, his breath ghosted her ear as his next words tore into her soul. "You were made to be mine. My pain, my pleasure, my toy to ruin." "No-" she gasped, but he silenced her with a dark chuckle. "Shh. Don't speak unless I make you beg." Her knees buckled, but he caught her, his grip rough yet controlling. "Think I'm a monster?" he asked, his voice velvety and menacing. She nodded faintly, tears spilling, lips trembling. He smirked darkly, leaning in close enough for her to taste his madness. "Let me show you how monstrous I can be." His hand slid down her body, claiming her cruelly. Every touch burned like a brand, her tear-streaked face twisted in horror and surrender. "Tonight, little doll...you'll beg. You'll forget what freedom feels like." Just before her resistance shattered, he whispered against her lips: "You are not mine because I love you. You're mine because no one else is allowed to even dream of you." She was his Sin, He was her Sinner. And Sin had never tasted so bitterly beautiful.

BOOK 2 OF BRIDE SERIES #2 in Top Ten in India ______________________________________________________ Wafa Mittal had a perfect life-a career she loved as a gynecologist, dreams she nurtured, and a heart that believed in simplicity. But everything turned upside down the day she collided with Ehsaan Agnihotri, a mysterious hacker with a sharp mind and an even sharper tongue. Their first meeting? A disaster. Their banter? Relentless. Their hatred? Instant. From the very beginning, they were sworn enemies, challenging each other at every turn. But when fate cruelly tied them together in a marriage neither of them wanted, their war only intensified. She had someone else in her heart. He, too, longed for a love that existed only through a screen. But as much as they resisted, something dangerous began to bloom between them-something neither could afford to feel. Every argument made them stronger. Every challenge brought them closer. And when the truth unraveled, it shattered everything. With their paths diverging, will they hold on to their past loves, or will they surrender to the connection they never saw coming? A fiery enemies-to-lovers, forced marriage romance filled with playful rivalry, slow-burning desire, and unexpected fate.

🌌 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. ---

𝓡𝓾𝓱𝓲 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓡𝓪𝓳𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲 𝓧 𝓡𝓾𝓭𝓻𝓪 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓻𝓪 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭'𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓭𝔂𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓼𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻-𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰. We are worlds apart. She grew up surrounded by love, wrapped in the warmth of a joint family. I grew up alone, left to fight battles life threw at me. We don't make sense together. I have nothing to offer her-no grand promises, no dreams worth sharing. Yet, she managed to steal something I didn't know I could give-my heart. I built walls around myself, hard as stone, to keep her out. But she doesn't break them; she slips through the cracks I didn't know existed. She's healing wounds she didn't cause, mending a soul I thought was beyond repair. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝔀, 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓹𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓷.

When the Eclipse Pack approaches him with an offer, Alpha Theo Stormblade doesn't ask why. He only asks one thing: "How much do they want?" Theo-once the Kingdom's most beloved, extroverted leader-has spent the last five years carved into stone. Cold. Detached. Unreachable. Since the death of his mate, the legendary Alpha has refused every attempt to push him toward a new bond. But when the elders insist he must produce an heir, Theo agrees to only one thing: A contract. A surrogate. Nothing more. Millie Rose has spent her entire life being overlooked. An orphan. A servant. A maid in one of the poorest packs in the Kingdom. Her parents were once powerful warriors, but Millie's future has been reduced to scrubbing floors, obeying orders, and surviving on scraps of respect. Until her pack sells her. When the Eclipse Pack hears the Stormblade Alpha is seeking a woman capable of bearing a strong heir, they offer Millie-quiet, obedient Millie-in exchange for desperately needed money. She meets every requirement on paper. Except one: She has no idea how dangerous Theo truly is. Brought to the Stormblade Kingdom under the terms of a cold-blooded agreement, Millie expects chains of duty. Theo expects silence and submission. But the moment their eyes meet, something ancient stirs-something neither of them agreed to, and something Theo refuses to acknowledge. He wants an heir. He does not want a heart. Millie wants freedom. She does not want to fall for the wolf who bought her. But fate has plans neither contract can contain. When secrets rise, desire ignites, and old wounds begin to bleed, one question remains: Will Millie become nothing more than the mother of his heir... or the Luna who heals a broken Alpha? ⭐ The complete book is available now on Amazon Kindle! ⭐ (Link in Bio)

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

He never believed in love, but she captured his heart the moment he saw her. She didn't understand love, but he gained her trust instantly. He is consumed by a desire for revenge. She is as serene as water. He's the mafia king of all Asia, hardened by the world's cruelty from a young age. She spent her entire life in captivity, completely oblivious to the outside world. This is the story of Rudraksha Malhotra and Ruhanika Rajpurohit, two people who couldn't be more different, bound together by the ties of marriage. Can they conquer their inner demons and find peace together? Will Rudraksha allow Ruhanika to rule his heart? Will Ruhanika let Rudraksha love her? Let's find out together. Tropes: Age gap Mafia king × Caged princess Forced marriage Cunning × Innocent Two broken Souls

He was fire. She was the wind. And together, they could either destroy the world... or heal it. Rana Rudraksh Vardhan-Asia's most powerful businessman and the feared head of the Asian Mafia and the secret crowned prince of Vardhapur. He is untouchable, unbreakable, and cursed. Every woman who marries into the Vardhan bloodline dies within a year, and Rudraksh has embraced that darkness as his fate. Rivanya Bedi is his complete opposite-a compassionate soul with unshakable faith in Maa Gauri. Forced into marriage as a replacement for her step-sister, she is thrown into Rudraksh's world of blood, betrayal, and secrets that could burn her alive. But what she doesn't expect is the man behind the mask... the one whose pain runs deeper than the curse that haunts him. As Shiv meets Shakti, fire meets wind, and love collides with destiny, will their union receive the blessing of the gods? Or will Rudraksh and Rivanya be torn apart by the curse that has claimed every soul before hers? RUDRAVANYA - a story of love, power, and the divine war between fate and faith.