*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

Divya Patel, the top writer. An introvert, stubborn to solve a mystery. After losing her maternal uncle who was murdered she gets into a contract marriage with the man arranged by their families only with the purpose to find out the culprit. Both of them met coincidentally before and ended up hating each other. She thinks he is just a spoiled brat. What will happen when Anant Desai, a top singer of India gets to know that one of his family members did that? What If they fell in love eventually in the process? What will happen if he helps her to find out the murderer? Or ia he going to trick her? She is cold as ice and his anger is as fire but will the ice melt with the warmth of his fire? Will they be able to accept each other after all this ?

complete and under editing #book1 of my collection. STORY OF TWO COUPLES, HOW THEY END UP BEING WITH EACH OTHER "To the girls who felt worthless because of someone who never saw their worth - remember, god's plans are always different. Mon Amour is for those who choose to give love another chance, because not every story ends in failure." • Stragers to Lovers • Slow Burn Romance • Quiet & Protective ML • Emotionally Wounded FL • Healing Through Love • Soft, Comfort-Driven Romance 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 Started- 12 october, 2023 Ended- 20 june, 2024 follow @clumsyysunshine on instagram ...............................................................................................

18 years old Sirisha Mathur, is an intelligent, straight-A, and straightforward yet introverted girl. She had never even imagined that she would fall in love but when she meets, 19 years old Kunal Oberoi, who is an all-rounder, good at studies, plays football well, is handsome, and is hell extroverted, but is way too irresponsible to be an adult, Things happen that she had never thought could happen to her, Weird Feelings Goosebumps Butterflies In The Stomach Affection Blushing Jealousy LOVE.... All Mine Duet: Book 1 ~~~~~~ I can't make the Description any more catchy. But I can assure you that this story is worth reading. Do give it a try and review <3 (Mature Content. Warning has been given on the chapter head so that you can skip that chapter.) ___________________________ All Rights Reserved ©

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."

Just a simple love story between a couple arranged for marriage. It's ONLY a feel good book from my side without any unnecessary drama or plotting yet everything you might be looking for. (Ab yaha tak aa gye ho toh padh bhi lo. I promise you won't regret) Resemblance in real is purely coincidental. Photo rights reserved to the rightful owner. 1- Dialogues are mostly going to be in hindi 2-All the characters and places in the story are fictional and my imagination. IMPORTANT NOTE: I started writing this book when I was barely 17! There might me a lot of stuff in this story that you'll find illogical or stupid and I know there are but please refrain yourself from leaving harsh/crude comments for the same. If you don't like what you're reading then you are free to leave but insensitive feedback would not be accepted here. Chapter number 51 onwards you'll have to purchase chapters by paying a certain amount on scrollstack. Link is in my bio.

"I have married you only because my parents forced me to. Don't even dare to try to claim your rights over me Nishtha Oberoi." Paras said with venom dripping from his voice. "Well copy that Paras Singhania because I have no intention of considering you my husband." Nishtha said with equal attitude. Will these opposites ever fall in love? Maybe they will because opposites are meant to attract. Welcome to this journey of love, hatred and marriage... MY ARRANGED SHAADI.