ISHIRA MEHTA Falling in love at ten was easy. Falling out of love at eighteen? Impossible. Vihaan Malhotra was my childhood crush, my first love, and my first heartbreak. A promise he didn't keep shattered everything between us. Years later, a drunken night changes everything, and suddenly, we're the center of a scandal. Forced into a marriage neither of us wanted, Vihaan is now both my enemy and my husband. Can we survive this battlefield of misunderstandings, or will our hearts give in to the pull we've fought for so long? VIHAAN MALHOTRA She was always my weakness. Ishira Mehta wasn't just a childhood memory-I never stopped wanting her. But when my silence hurt her, we broke apart, leaving nothing but bitterness behind. Now, fate has brought us together in the most unexpected way, and I can't decide if it's a curse or a second chance. This marriage feels like a race I can't lose because when it comes to Ishira, there's no "maybe mine." She's always been only mine

"Y-your H-highness? I-i'm sorry b-but t-there m-must b-be a-a m-mistake..." A loud growl sounded through the whole ballroom causing me to start shaking and a whimper to escape my lips. This caused the King to stop growling. He pulled me to his chest and yelled out to the whole ballroom. "MINE!" Audrey is an Omega in the Rapid River Pack. Lucas is the Alpha King, Ruling over all and his own pack, The Moonlight Eclipse Pack. Audrey is beaten daily loosing all hope of every meeting her mate. Lucas just wants his mate but feels like she doesn't exist. What happens when the two meet at the Annual Lunar Eclipse Ball? Credits to @M_Rainberry for the amazingly wonderful cover!!!

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

A Name in the Dark Some names are erased. Others are forged in silence. After six generations of sons, twin daughters were born to Italy's most feared mafia family. But their legacy was stolen. At just five years old, Lavinia and Flavia vanished-kidnapped by their family's enemies and torn apart forever. The younger twin, Lavinia, was hidden in a dungeon, stripped of her name, and forged into a weapon. Years later, she breaks free-no longer a child, but a storm cloaked in shadows. Now a feared assassin, underground racer, and rising mafia donna in France, she runs an empire of weapons and fashion under the name Lavinia Noiret. Her past is a locked vault-until it isn't. The elder sister, Flavia, was left behind. Raised by cruel step-parents who hid the truth, her life was marked by bruises and silence. When they died, she returned to the orphanage, her memories a blur, her soul stitched together with grace and quiet resilience. She becomes a gifted designer and launches a jewelry brand that whispers the elegance she never had. But when Lavinia breaks out of the darkness with two dangerous allies, she goes searching for the sister she lost. What she finds is not a victim-but a survivor. Now reunited, the twins must unravel the secrets of their past, reclaim their stolen bloodline, and choose whether to rule the empire that once betrayed them-or burn it to the ground. Because some names don't disappear. They wait in the dark-ready to strike.

*Status- Complete* Book one of the Royal Romance series. "She was the girl he used to see in his dreams" _________________________________________ "Ekansh Rathore" the king of Jaipur. CEO of Rathore Empires by profession. Business is his passion and he can go to any extent for his business. "Ishana Chauhan" the only daughter of Chauhan. An actress who is in her initial days of career. Her career is more important for her than anything else but when it comes to books she has her own world of imagination. Let's see what would happen when they will be tied in the bond of marriage because of the one passionate night they shared with each other. What will happen if they collide? Will they be able to make their relationships work out? To know the answers to the questions join the beautiful journey of Ekansh and Isha.

❝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+| |

Mehrbano is a kind enthusiastic girl entrapped in a loveless marriage with a cold man Ehan Haider. She had fully invested herself in her marriage but she got nothing but pain. She never knew her heart would be shattered into pieces. She: You have my heart. He: Heartbreak is a heavy burden to carry. Read the story to know what's going to be their future?

𝐍 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 𝐀 𝐱 𝐄 𝐊 𝐀 𝐍 𝐒 𝐇 Ekansh Pratap Singh was forged in shadow. Cold. Untouchable. A man who loved once and lost harder than the world will ever know. One night on a cliff road, he lost everything from him - his heart, his hope, and nearly his life. He would have died too...if not for a nameless girl who pulled him out of the wreckage and vanished before dawn. Years passed, but grief turned into obsession. He searched for the girl who saved him. He never forgot her. He never found her either. Until his mother, tired of watching him bleed quietly, bound him into a marriage of convenience with Naina. Naina Tiwari - a soft-spoken, sharp-minded woman who knows the ache of abandonment more intimately than her own reflection. Raised with a father who loves his business than his daughter, steps into a home built of silence and ghosts. What she doesn't expect is the man behind the cold exterior - controlled, wounded, terrifyingly loyal - or the way their marriage of duty slowly shifts into something gentler. Something that feels dangerously like love. But their story was written long before vows were exchanged. The truth that destroyed Ekansh once is waiting to rise again. The girl he never found is closer than he thinks. And every step forward pulls them deeper into a past stitched with secrets, betrayal, and a single night that changed them both. Two souls. One truth. A love born from rubble - destined to rise. Will love bloom between a man trapped in memory and a woman aching for belonging? Will the truth set them free - or shatter the fragile world they've begun to build? Join them on a journey where fate doesn't play fair, where love grows slow and steady, and where the past refuses to stay buried.

#𝟭 𝗢𝗙 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦. 𝗔 𝗟 𝗜 𝗔 𝘅 𝗗 𝗛 𝗥 𝗨 𝗩 Alia Sachdeva is sunshine bottled into a girl - warm, soft-hearted, and a baker by choice. Her family has always been protective of her, especially her older brother, but none of that ever stopped her from secretly crushing on one man her whole life: her brother's best friend. Dhruv Malhotra is everything she isn't - cold, distant, disciplined to a fault. A man who believes relationships tie people down, who listens only to his mother, and who has never let anyone slip past the walls he built. Everything changes the night he sees an 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 in a silver dress walk down the stairs - glowing, calm, almost unreal. Something shifts. Something he doesn't understand. The only problem she is his bestfriend's sister. He tries to keep his distance, but finds himself pulled into her orbit - the glances, the accidental meetings, the quiet moments that shouldn't mean anything but somehow do. For Alia, it feels like universe finally in her favour. For Dhruv, it feels like life just cracked open a door he never planned to walk through. But when two hearts begin to fall into place, fate decides to interfere - with revelations that sting, misunderstandings that hurt, and truths that arrive too late. The real question isn't whether they love each other. It's whether their love can survive the storm that destiny throws at them.