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Her Devil:- The Lord Mad Devil  by dazzlingdarkauthor
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Rudra Singh Rathore, 26 yr old.✨ A man who has never bowed down to anyone and never will. Ruthless, arrogant, and a commanding presence, he is the mafia king and CEO of the Rathore Company. Fearless, he has no concern for losing anything, and the word "sorry" doesn't exist in his vocabulary. Family is his top priority, surpassing all else. He believes he is not made for love, considering it a weakness; he believes he can never truly love anyone. β™‘ Purvi Sharma, 19 yr old. πŸŽ€ Purvi Sharma is a bright and compassionate 19-year-old girl, cherished as the sole child by her loving parents. She values the warmth of her close-knit family and possesses a kind heart that resonates with empathy, making her deeply sensitive to the feelings of others. Despite the darkness that surrounds her, Her gentle soul remains untouched, as her sensitivity and empathy keep her rooted in positivity, shielding her from life's harsher aspects. Although she can be easily hurt, she never reciprocates pain, fully understanding the weight of sorrow. The story of two different people.
Tethered Chaos  by _inkedbysiya
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She was fire wrapped in silk, chaos in heels, and a storm he never saw coming. Every word she spoke carried defiance, every glance a challenge. She didn't care for rules, for control, for him... and that made her dangerous. He was control embodied, dominance hidden behind perfect calm, a shadow she couldn't ignore. Where she sparked, he burned. Where she moved, he followed-not to protect, but to claim. Their first encounters were war. Words became weapons, glances became traps, and every clash left the air electric. They were enemies. They were chaos and control, fire and ice. Every step in the same corridor, every class, every crowded campus moment became a battlefield. And yet... even in the hate, obsession crept in quietly. Not soft. Not kind. Just inevitable. Secrets, power plays, small victories and deliberate provocations. In a world of noise, they noticed only each other. Random college ? Naaa-it was the beginning of a war neither wanted to lose... and a dangerous pull they couldn't resist.
The Sinister by ficuniverse_00
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.
FINDING FOREVER IN YOU  by kouxiinks
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[𝐒𝐩𝐒𝐧 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 π…πšπ₯π₯𝐒𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 π‡πžπ«] Being raised in a household where you're regularly reminded that there's no one for you. Where you are abused, taunted, mocked and everyone makes you feel like you're not good for anything. Hurts, right ?? π€π¦πšπ²πš, a girl who never knew what family felt like until a girl entered her life unknowingly and made her feel loved regularly. They became best friends. She found her escape in her and her family but till when will they treat her as a part of their family?? One or the other day they have to part ways. That's what she had thought until her best friend's brother came into the scene. He made her heart flutter unintentionally and she started seeing him in a new light who felt like a soft breeze of air that gave her comfort just like his name, π’πšπ¦πžπžπ« 𝐌𝐚π₯𝐑𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚. He's what you call a chivalrous man, who knows how to treat others with love and care because he's showered with endless love by his doting parents. He's blessed with everything but never did he take anything for granted. All he aims for is to make his parents proud and marry his lady love with whom he's been in love with for don't know how many years unknown of the fact that she loves him too. Will she acknowledge her feelings for him or shoo them away ?? Will they bloom in love or part their ways while having each other in their hearts, calling it their kind of forever? [Note : please don't promote your story in the comment section of my book.]
The Raghuvanshi bahus by pai001armydr
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This is the story of four brothers who are ready to give their lives for each other. They don't want anything else in their life, they just want their brothers' support.There is so much anger in these four brothers that if anyone becomes their enemy, then even his dead body will not be available to anyone. : : : And on the other hand, our female leads who are not very different from each other, have never seen each other, have never met each other, two of them are so innocent that they are not able to stand up for themselves. It is not that she cannot stand up for herself but she does not want to stand up. What is the reason for her doing so, no one knows. But our younger female lead who is not only innocent but also brave and strong.And the second female Lead no one knows about her What will happen in the lives of these eight ? Will this family ever be happy? What is the truth of this family? What is the truth of their daughter-in-laws? Story glimpse //?//pov:- tumhen bahut shauk tha na mujhse shaadi karne ka aur mere paison per Raj karne ka Tumhe yahi chahie tha na yahi to kar li Ho Tum pichhle 6 mahino sa //?//tabhi ek ladki rote hue boli aap hamen galat samajh rahe humne Aisa kuchh bhi nahin Kiya please hamara hath chhod Diya main bahut dard ho raha hai please //?// Well you are feeling pain now, when I told you that I don't want to marry you then you didn't feel pain then you didn't think about your pain that if you marry me then you will have to suffer forever Ab bolo na kyon chup ho gai ab tumhari bolati band Ho gai Are tum kya bologi main bolata hun tumhen to shuru se meri sharir ki bhookh hai Aur meri paison ki Tum yahi chahie na Aaj main tumhari sari bhookh khatm kar dunga //?//Then that girl said while crying, what are you saying now, have you drunk and I don't want anything from you, I don't want your money, I don't want yourβ€’ Before she could say anything, the man started kissing the girl forcefully For knowing further pls read
College courts and love notes  by anushkaayapss
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πŸ€ College Courts and Love Notes In the buzzing heart of college life, two families share a lifelong friendship... but their children? That's a whole different story. Aahaan Tiwari and Yohan Gupta are the star basketball players of rival teams - fierce, competitive, and determined to outdo each other on the court. Their sisters, Yashika Tiwari and Anushka Gupta, are no different, locked in their own battle of wits, grades, and college glory. They can't stand each other. They can't avoid each other. And with their families constantly bringing them together, they're forced into the same spaces again and again. But somewhere between late-night projects, heated arguments, and accidental moments of care, sparks begin to fly - the kind neither rivalry nor pride can stop. A story of friendship, rivalry, basketball, and the unpredictable game of love... where the final buzzer might just change everything. ⚠️ Disclaimer: Every single one of them is unapologetically dramatic, endlessly chaotic, and ready to stir up more trouble than you can handle. Proceed at your own risk - the kalesh is real. ⭐Tropes:⭐ β€’ Multicouple β€’ College Romance β€’ Sports Romance β€’ Rivals to lovers β€’ Siblings Rival Romance β€’ Slow burn β€’ Forbidden love [A/N] : This story contains mature content which might trigger some reader so kindly read it on your own risk.
π€πšπ§π²πš: π“π‘πžπ’π« 𝐋𝐒𝐭𝐭π₯𝐞 π‰πšπšπ§ by author_vissh
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Aanya Shekhawat, born into the powerful Shekhawat family, is the heart of everyone around her. Loved deeply by her father, her mother, and especially her brothers, she is the light of their world. The Shekhawats live a life of happiness, wrapped in comfort and love, enjoying every moment together as if nothing could ever go wrong. But what happens when shadows from the past return... when buried truths slowly begin to unravel? Will they still remain happy together? Will Aanya ever discover the truth hidden from her all this time?
Owned by the Devil of Mumbai  by Stormysoul20
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She prayed for freedom. He gave her chains... and called it love. She was innocent. A girl of faith, raised on temple bells and whispered prayers. He was ruthless. A mafia don who ruled Mumbai with blood and bullets. When her father made a deal with the devil, she was given away as payment. A forced marriage sealed not with love, but with power. To the world, Aarav Malhotra was untouchable. To her, he was terror wrapped in a black sherwani. Her husband. Her cage. Her obsession. She prayed for freedom. But he whispered against her ear, "The only god you'll ever worship, jaan... is me." A story of forbidden love, dangerous obsession, and a marriage written in fire and blood. Warning: ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, forced marriage, violence, obsession, and 18+ content. Read at your own risk.
πŸ₯€ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 πŽπ… 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 : π‡πˆπ’ πƒπ„π•πˆπ‹ ππ”π“π“π„π‘π…π‹π˜ πŸ¦‹ by rohi_wrts
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πŸ₯€ π‡πˆπ’ πƒπ„π•πˆπ‹ ππ”π“π“π„π‘π…π‹π˜ πŸ¦‹ "In the game of power, love is the deadliest trap." ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 ππ‘π„πŒπˆπ’π„ This is a tale where every limit of friendship is crossed and every boundary of love is rewritten. It is the story of a boy who will teach her how to fall... and a girl who will show her own soul what it means to be worthy. One will make you fall in love. The other will make you realize your self-worth. βœ¨πŸ’— ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 π„ππ‚πŽπ”ππ“π„π‘ βš”οΈ 𝐇𝐄 | π“π‘πž 𝐔𝐧𝐛ENDING 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐑 He is the king of his own world. Cold, rude, and a workaholic whose heart is made of stone until it beats for her. To the world, he is a storm; to her, he is utterly helpless. 𝐒𝐇𝐄 | π“π‘πž 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 Born a Princess, but crowned a Queen by her family. She is cryptic, a sensible soul with the temper of an Angry Bird and a heart shielded by iron walls. Protective, fierce, and beautiful-but she has one rule: She does not trust a man. ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 π”π‹π“πˆπŒπ€π“π„ π†π€πŒππ‹π„ πŸ—οΈ The Past: A chain that refuses to break. The Trust: A glass mirror already shattered. The Question: Will they overcome the shadows of their history, or will they remain prisoners of their own secrets? Will he be the one to heal her trust, or will the past burn them both to ashes? ◍ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 π“πŽ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓: ✨ Intense Romance | 🀝 Limitless Friendship | 🩸 Deep Secrets | πŸ¦‹ Self-Discovery
THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND |18+[On Hold] by asin_A
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_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!