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

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎. ─────.✦ 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. .✦ ───── 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, a 29 year old, successful man, who belongs to the royal family. A Royal heir. A man of few words, who carries authority and power. Stoic, aloof, cold and always calm. A man known for his calculative steps and focused mind. Living to fulfill his duties, responsibilities and obligations. 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖 𝙍𝙖𝙟𝙥𝙪𝙩, a 25 year old, dedicated doctor, aspiring gynaecologist. A beautiful, fierce and hardworking woman, driven by the desire to prove her worth in every step of life. Behind the polite smile, she is just an anxious soul, haunted by the past and guilt. Covered by her confidence, no one could see the sadness and anger beneath. A loss, that the world never let her recover. --- For Aarna, marriage and love was a distant thought, she never imagined herself in getting one. However fate plays a twisted game, where little did she knew, that her life would turn upside down, becoming an backup plan in someone's life. Getting into a marriage just on paper, a planned arrangement without any emotional meaning with a man she barely knew, Abhimay Raichand. ── .✦ "You think I asked for this marriage?" she snapped, her voice trembling, "I didn't ask for any of this, Abhimay!" "Neither did I." 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬- 𝐨𝐫..... 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔?

Pia Bakshi woke up with blood on her sheets, panties on the floor and a missing bra hook that got broken in the process. The first time was already heavy for Pia. And to make it heavier, the guy she had it with, went missing right after. What will happen with Pia when this news of her first, gets viral, online. What will happen when this news gets tangled with a deadly terr'r blast, making it a national headline?

#1 book in The Ruined Series She was never meant to be the bride. A widow, a replacement, an afterthought. But when her sister disappears before the wedding, Natasha is forced into an unwanted marriage with Shivansh Ranawat-a man who didn't choose her, and doesn't plan to love her. And yet... fate never asks permission.

"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.

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|

╰➤ Book 1 of "her" series ❛Remove your panty, let me see how much mess you've made for me❜ ⋆୨୧˚ꨄ RUDRAKSH & ISHAꨄ⋆୨୧˚ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ᴋʏᴜ ɴʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴇ!? ᴍᴏʜʙʙᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴛɪ ᴛᴏʜ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ʙʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ...ᴘᴀʀ ᴀʙ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴀʀᴀ ᴊᴜɴᴏᴏɴ ʙᴀɴ ɢʏɪ ʜᴀɪ ୨୧ ᴇꜱᴇ ᴋʏᴜ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀᴀʜᴇ ʜ!? ʙᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀʜᴀ ʜᴜ...ᴋɪ ɢᴜꜱꜱᴇ ᴍᴇɪ ʙʜɪ ᴀᴀᴘ ᴋɪᴛɴɪ ʜᴀꜱᴇᴇɴ ʟᴀɢᴛɪ ʜ ୨୧ #1 in ceo #1 in desi romance #4 in dark romance . . This is fiction writing and solely belongs to the author. Do not copyright.. Images and videos are not mine and was taken from Pinterest.. English is not my first language... Do not report my story. Disrespectful msgs will not be tolerated.... Don't compare or mention any other fictional character in my book as I don't like that..and I appreciate if u respect that.. Enjoy🩷

Vanya Kashyap X Kavyansh Malhotra𓏧♡ I bowed my head and pressed a soft kiss to her feet. She froze. Her eyes widened... hurt, confusion, disbelief all fighting to surface at once. "Vanya..." I looked up at her, my own voice cracking. "I'm sorry." She blinked, a lone tear slipping down her cheek. "I know I forced you into this marriage," I said, the words tasting like poison on my tongue. "But I swear to God, I had no other choice left. None." Her lips parted... but no words came out. "I know you feel something for me," I continued softly. "I've seen it in your eyes... in the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching." She stiffened. "But something is holding you back. Something big." I swallowed hard. "And I'll find what it is. I'll tear through every wall between us... even if it takes my whole damn life." Her eyes filled again and spilled over. I placed her feet gently down, then held her hands in both of mine. "I promise you this, Vanya..." My voice shook, but I didn't hide it. "I will worship the floor you walk on. I will fight every demon that ever touched your life. I will fix every mistake I've made, every one." A sob slipped from her lips, silent but sharp. "Please," I whispered, forehead touching her knees. "Forgive me... or at least let me earn it." ──── 𐙚 ──── DIVE IN THE BEAUTIFUL STORY OF VANYA AND KAVYANSH TO KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN WITH THEM!!!!