#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

What happens when revenge chooses the wrong heart? Akansh Rajvansh never loved halfway-he either owned or destroyed. At twenty-eight, he is powerful, broken, and driven by a past that refuses to stay buried. When Vani Rathore enters his world, she is meant to be nothing more than a pawn in his carefully planned revenge. Vani, twenty-two, carries her own silent wounds, yet her kindness remains untouched by cruelty. She never expected her life to collide with a man who treats emotions like weaknesses and love like a weapon. What begins as control slowly turns into obsession. Hate blurs into desire. Truths unravel, exposing scars neither of them were ready to face. As secrets surface and hearts shatter, Akansh must confront the one truth he fears most-some ruins don't destroy you, they claim you. Will revenge win, or will love turn his ruin into something he can finally call mine?

Isha Singhania × Vansh Malhotra Isha Singhania is quiet, intelligent,fiercely independent, while Vansh Malhotra is confident, charming hiding a world of loneliness. Their high school rivalry slowly turns into a secret, passionate love neither expected. Graduation pulls them apart,leaving hearts broken,but fate isn't done with them. 5 years later, when they meet again,will the sparks they once tried to ignore reignite, or will the past keep them apart forever? Aanya Mehra × Kabir Rajvansh Aanya and Kabir have been best friends since day one, their bond unshakable through laughter, secrets, and late-night confessions. Aanya is warm and caring, Kabir is protective and dependable, and together they are the safe harbor for everyone around them. While others stumble through heartbreak, their love remains steady-but can friendship alone withstand the tests of time and distance, or will love push them into uncharted, emotional territory they weren't ready for? Akriti Verma × Aryan Singhania Akriti Verma is gentle and resilient, while Aryan Singhania is intense, brooding,afraid of losing those he loves. Their love is slow, emotional, and filled with longing, miscommunication, and painful separation after graduation. Time changes them both, but when they reunite, old feelings ignite stronger than before. Can two hearts torn apart by fear and misunderstanding finally find courage to heal and choose love,or will their past mistakes shadow the future they desperately want? Siya Kapoor × Dev Malhotra Siya Kapoor is bold..fearlessand Dev Malhotra is arrogant, and sharp-tongued. Sparks fly everywhere they clash, from constant arguments to teasing challenges. Forced into a fake relationship, they soon discover their hearts are more entwined than they realized. Can these fiery, opposites-attract misunderstandings, and the chaos they create, or will their storm of passion destroy what they crave the most-each other?

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

"Mr. Raichand, happy independence day. You have been eating my head since day one to get these papers signed and today I have finally granted your wish. You hated seeing my face, and I have decided to never show it again," she said, and instead of being happy, he felt sad and angry. ___________♠♠____________ ~ 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 ~ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, the first heir of two influential clans, is a force to be reckoned with. His charisma attracts girls around the globe. The empowered billionaire, however, has always been hers. The woman who left him drowning in misery flames was his anchor once. In the abyss of despair, his only solace is the memories of her friendship and boundless love. After seven years of living like a corpse and searching relentlessly for her, he has finally found her. He would do anything to get her back, including trading his soul with the devil. However, the question is, will he ever fulfill his intention or will her reasons keep them apart? ~𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽~ 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩 has been through hell and back. After losing everything, she built an empire. Her life has only one driving force and she can do anything for it. In her entire existence, if she has loved something, it's him. Her man, whom she left behind for reasons unknown to the world but echoing in her nightmares. Once a bubbly girl, she is now the ice queen, caging her emotions behind thick walls. She knows the path to her happiness passes through his door, but stubbornly refuses to acknowledge his presence. She is hellbent on not letting him in. Will her scars win over his determination? Witness their version of love where two imperfect souls bind for a lifetime... ____ Cover By @noturfavb_

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐗 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 He is quite. She is loud. He is a topper. She is a backbencher. He hates imperfections. She is the perfect example of imperfection. He is loved by everyone in the school. She is scolded by everyone in the school. They both are poles apart from eachother, both of them are neighbors. She loves to irritate him while he avoids her as much as he can. In his eyes, she is some kind of a weird creature who needs immediate treatment to become a human. 𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.

Either he will became my ............. Or I will... His... And if not..then ... Our end ...is....death... Because which was broken and fall...! Was part of me ... At ...one ...time ! Because I was one who made him.. And one who destroy him. It was story of girl who accidentally entered in her own novel call desire and Destroy. Unfortunately her face resembles the girl who was once the love interest of her villan she created. As the story begans she released every plot she write was moving in opposite directions from the actually she wrote. - FormMr. Villain, and His Author ⚠️- story contain intense crime sence , may some sexual sence or may have many topic from which many readers are not comfortable so please. Read it on your risk .

To the magic that is reading, that takes us to places we've never been." ~ꨄ︎🕊️

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞. (Standalone) 𝑷𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑿 𝑰𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ "She slipped again." Ikshit tossed the folder onto her table. His voice was low, tight. "Atasha Rabari. Left the safehouse minutes before we reached. Almost like... someone warned her." Piya didn't flinch. She poured him coffee with a calm he didn't question. "Maybe she's lucky," she said. He stepped closer. "No. It's not luck. She moves like someone's guiding her." A beat. "Or protecting her." Her phone buzzed in her pocket - one vibration. Atasha was safe. Piya looked up at him. His eyes were on her - sharp, searching. "Then maybe you need to stop thinking like a cop..." She smiled softly. "...and start thinking like a woman who has nothing left to lose." Their eyes locked. Long. Quiet. Dangerous. Ikshit stepped closer - invading her space. Testing something he couldn't name. "And what kind of woman are you, Piya?" His voice dropped to a murmur. She didn't back away. "The kind who hides the truth behind a kiss," she whispered, kissing him. And when he kissed her - hard, desperate, confused. She was kissing him back. Knowing full well... He was chasing her best friend. While falling in love with the enemy.