Evelyn Carter once died as the villain everyone believed she was. Falsely accused of bullying Selena Whitmore - the beautiful transfer student who captured the attention of Adrian Hayes, Evelyn's childhood friend and the school's perfect top student - Evelyn watched her entire life collapse. Her family lost everything trying to protect her innocence. Her parents died under crushing pressure, her older brother was killed trying to save the family, and left completely alone, Evelyn eventually chose death. But instead of disappearing, she wakes up in the past. One year before Selena arrives. One year before the rumors begin. One year before her family is destroyed. This time, Evelyn refuses to live the same fate again. As she quietly changes events and distances herself emotionally from Adrian, she slowly uncovers a terrifying truth: her downfall was never just a school scandal. It was part of a twenty-year conspiracy tied to inheritance, betrayal, murder, and the destruction of her family's rightful legacy. Now Evelyn must survive a story that already killed her once-while deciding whether exposing the truth will save her... or turn her into the very villain everyone feared she would become.

If you are going to transmigrate into a tragic romance-fantasy novel, could you at least drop me into a life of luxury? Instead, I woke up as Leiana-the doomed Duchess of the frozen Galhardo Duchy, destined to be crushed by the cruel, tyrannical politics of the northern empire. Screw the original plot. I packed my bags, faked my death, and fled to the peaceful countryside with one sacred mission: Raise my adorable, albeit terrifyingly brilliant son, Leitz, far away from any cold-blooded dukes and suffocating high-society balls. For eight years, we lived in absolute bliss. No tyrants. No execution blocks. Just quiet days, sweet pastries, and teaching my son how to handle snobby local nobles who dare underestimate a commoner. ...Or so I thought. "Duchess." A knight of the imperial northern guard blocks our path in the middle of a bustling capital market, his eyes widening in absolute horror and recognition. And right beside me, my eight-year-old son-the spitting image of the ruthless Northern Duke, complete with ink-black hair and glowing crimson eyes-flashes a blinding, angelic smile while casually plotting how to deal with this sudden "trash." Oh, gods above. The past has finally caught up to us. The icy walls of the Galhardo Duchy are closing in, and the chilling, suffocating aura of the male lead is right on our doorstep. If that bastard husband of mine thinks he can waltz in and ruin our peaceful life after eight years of abandonment... He's about to find out just how well I can season a plate of iron nails.

"Tumhari is nafrat par sirf mera haq hai aur sirf tumhe haq hai mujhe tabaah karne ka." Everything was going exactly as planned. Riddhima Yaduvanshi was mere steps away from marrying the man her father had chosen for her. It was supposed to be the beginning of a safe, predictable life. Until the first gunshot shattered the sacred vows. In a matter of minutes, her wedding turned into a slaughterhouse of terror. He arrived like a silent, beautiful god of destruction lounging on the bonnet of his Thar, watching her world burn with cold, indifferent eyes. He didn't just crash her wedding; he seized it. He took her family hostage, painted the altar crimson with the blood of his own men, and brought her to her knees without pulling a single trigger. To save her father's life, Riddhima had to make a deal with the devil himself. With trembling hands and a bleeding heart, she stood in that ruined mandap and let a ruthless, nameless stranger tie the mangalsutra around her neck. He claims this is all a game of pure, unadulterated badla. He claims he ruined her life simply because she dared to put one of his men behind bars. He tells her she is nothing but his "khubsoorat saza." But Riddhima can feel it. Behind his wicked smirks and dangerous growls, there is something far more sinister hiding in the shadows. A man of his stature doesn't destroy an entire lineage just for a petty street criminal. There is a method to his madness, a dark history written in his pitch-black eyes, and a terrifying secret behind why he chose her out of the entire world to bear his name. She vows to give him nothing but raw, unfiltered hatred. He smiles and whispers that her hatred belongs to him anyway. Bound by blood and trapped in his golden cage, Riddhima is determined to unmask the monster she now calls her husband. But in a game where he holds all the cards and knows all her weaknesses... will she find the truth, or will she lose herself to the dangerous darkness of Mr. Shekhawat?

Welcome to Whispers of the Enchanted Realm. ✨ This story began with a simple question: What if the most powerful secret in an enchanted kingdom wasn't hidden in an ancient book-but born beneath the roots of a tree that remembered everything? Eldoria is a world of magic, forgotten kingdoms, ancient creatures, secrets, and stories waiting to be uncovered. At the heart of it all is Soleil-a girl whose existence is tied to something far older than she could ever imagine. As you journey through this story, you'll discover that not everything is as it seems. Some legends are more than legends. Some whispers are warnings. And some secrets are meant to remain buried. There will be mysteries, friendships, heartbreak, magic, betrayal, and perhaps a little romance along the way. 🌙✨ So, dear reader, take your time. Pay attention to the little details. Remember the names, the whispers, the symbols, and the things that seem insignificant. Because in Eldoria... nothing is ever truly forgotten. ___ Thank you for giving my story a chance and for stepping into this enchanted realm with me. I hope you enjoy getting lost in Eldoria as much as I enjoyed creating it. With love and a little bit of magic, underhisspell_ 🖋️✨

Dynasty of shadows is a gripping tale of power,betrayal and secrets buried deep within bloodlines that refuse to stay forgotten.Set in a world where influence is inherited but loyalty is never guaranteed. At the heart of the narrative lies a dynasty built on control, wealth and hidden darkness.Every member carries a mask and every relationship is layered with unspoken motives. Beyond the polished surface of wealth and prestige lies a ruthless game where power is currency and betrayal is strategy. In this dynasty loyalty is never pure it's negotiated,tested and often sacrificed for something greater. Every alliance carries an expiry date and every promise is shadowed by hidden intent. As influence shift from one hand to another, silent wars begin to unfold behind closed doors. Conversation become weapons, secrets become leverage and even the smallest misstep can cost everything. The line between family and rivalry blurs turning blood ties into battleground where trust is both the strongest shield and the deadliest weakness. Power doesn't belong to the strongest. It belongs to the one no one sees coming. Because in the end the real question isn't who will rise to power, but who has been controlling the game all along hidden in the shadows,unseen and untouchable.

Kiara Mehra - a 23 years old bartender/DJ - caught between the web of her own secrets, finds herself in a most brutal and tangled situation when she finds herself trapped in the murder scene of an well known businessman. The situation turned into something far more terrifying when she's given a situation for her freedom. __________ Rudraksh Singhania - an unhinged sadistic mafia who thrives for danger, finds amusement in other's suffering. He's everything people warn about. Watching the helplessness of shaken and scared Kiara he offers her a deal. Marry him or face the consequences of the crime she never committed. ___________ What is the reason behind the sudden marriage proposal from a man who loathes women? Is it his some kind of twisted game he enjoys on his prey's suffering or something more dangerous? Will Kiara declines or will she accepts out of desperation for the hope of her freedom not knowing she'll be walking from one cage to another and freedom is just an illusion? Because monsters doesn't protect, or provide freedom. It's just a twisted way of them to lure their prey their carefully crafted cage while holding the key all along. Especially when the very monster is the one she had made a deal very long ago. The biggest mistake of her life or is there more to the story?

A time machine. One mistake. And a girl thrown centuries into the past. Aadhira never expected her life to change the moment she pressed a single red button. Now trapped in an ancient kingdom, she must survive a world that sees her as strange... or dangerous. But the real danger is him- the powerful and feared ruler who refuses to let her go once he discovers her. when their worlds collide, curiosity turns into obsession. Because some villains don't fall in love. They claim.

Aradhya Varma, a 23-year-old Master's student in Delhi university. A trip to an abandoned palace from British era. A mystery unsolved for generations. A chance rewritten. Would she be able to heal what destiny once broke? Or the destiny would win once again? *************************************************************************** Aradhya: Leave. Me. Alone. ???: What you are asking for is one of the few things that I cannot do. Aradhya: What is it that you want? ???: You. You are what I wan- no what I NEED sweetheart. Aradhya: Never. *glaring* ???: Never say never sweetheart. *smirking* *************************************************************************** Read the book to know more.

Lunara Norton died and reincarnated into the Twilight story as Lunara swan. with powers and money after her parents died in a car crash and Charlie her uncle takes her in.

Her existence was a lie and he was the harsh truth. "Loving him was a sin..and I sinned. Now even if I want to run away , he will chase me to the depths I am too afraid to imagine. I caught his attention and now I have to face the unfavourable consequences." ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ "H-Help he will kill me , p-please help " she cried out in the phone to muffle her cracked voice and sniffing sounds by her hands. suddenly a handkerchief was pressed on her mouth making lose her senses and engulfing her in darkness. " take some rest baby , it. was quite a hectic day for you '' he kissed her forehead and smiled "you belong to me. you were born for me , to worship you , to touch you , and to taste you. If I cant own you no one can. You are my sanity , so how can I let you go hmm?" Abhay khurrana..the dream guy and a fucking goddamn meal for other woman? No only for her. He was hers to devour. She was never meant to be his but he wrote her fate staining them with blood. His own dirty blood. She was his possesion. He was the satan. She was an angel. And..opposites attract. DARK ROMANCE SLOW BURN SUSPENSE THRILLER love? No. Obsession at first sight. 21+