He is feared by everyone. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Shameer Abdullah-a man with sharp features, piercing gray eyes, and a presence that makes hearts skip and knees tremble. Every move he makes commands attention, every glance ignites fear. She is beautiful beyond words. Ummay Kulsoom-delicate, graceful, with innocent eyes that hide a quiet strength, soft lips, and hair that catches the light like silk. She steps into a world she knows nothing about, unaware that her beauty alone could be her danger. But one order... changes everything. Her life is no longer hers. Every step, every breath, every heartbeat now belongs to him. This is not a sweet love story. It is a tale of power, control, and obsession. Where love feels like a prison, and the prison is called- Qaid-e-Ishq: The Dark Obsession 🥀

"Are you wet, dimple ?" Sara Vijay has everything except her freedom. Desperate to escape her father's political stranglehold, she blackmails her coldest rival, Zavian Moretti, into marriage. Zavian is a celebrated professor and the enigmatic owner of the Morvane Clinical Institute-admired, untouchable and far more dangerous than he lets the world see. Sara thinks she's forcing his hand. In reality, that's not even close. Will she finally submit to his dark desires or will she be the one to break him first? ~~~ A DARK ROMANCE NOVEL Tropes Dark romance Touch her and die Villain gets the girl Spicy romance Forced marriage Childhood rivals She hates him Obsessed villain Morally grey Murder mystery Psychological thriller Professor x student ( 2 years age gap ) Contains mature content, readers are advised to read only if they are comfortable! #2 in top 10 india on 15,16 /5/26 🧿 #6 in top 10 india on 20,21 /5/26 #5 in top 10 Indian on 22 /5/ 26

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

Since seventh grade, Kanika has been Anakveer one and only sanctuary-his best friend, his *pasandida aurat.* She believes in their unshakable "bro code," but for Anakveer, there's nothing brotherly about the way he craves her. To him, she's already his-whether she knows it or not. But when unspoken desires begin to blur the lines of their friendship, will his obsession tear them apart? Or will his dark world pull her in, corrupting her soul until she belongs to him-*forever?* _________________________________________ Kanika Guhilot-a 25 year old post graduate, a sharp-tongued, curvy goddess, and the so-called "lazy soul" of the Guhilot family. As the middle child, she perfected the art of dodging nosy relatives with her half-hearted attempt at preparing for civil services. Marriage? Not on her wishlist-*ever.* Life is complicated enough without adding a husband to the mix. Anakveer Rajput-a 25 year old graduate, the notorious bad boy and youngest heir of an empire that spells terror in the business world. To outsiders, he's nothing more than a spoiled brat with a short fuse, but beneath the surface, he is the undisputed terror king of his bloodline, ruling the underworld with an iron fist,he's the ruthless ruler of the underground-a king who bows to no one. No one, except *her.* _________________________________________ Troops: Slow Burn ❤️🔥 Forced marriage Mafia husband Bestfriend to forced husband Grumpy × insecure soul Anger issue × Attitude problem He fell first & harder Obsessed husband Possessive partner Loyal × loyal Corrupted soul× Innocent soul Intence mature content 🔥

Two rival Mafias pull each other's sisters into forbidden relationships to gain the upper hand. ♡____♤ Two mafia rivals. Two sisters who were never meant to be part of their war. Siya falls for a man who feels too real to be a lie. Charming. Dangerous. Addictive. But she doesn't know... he's the very enemy her brother is hunting. And he knows exactly who she is. Rukmini isn't that blind. She knows the man she craves will never love her. Knows she's nothing more than a habit he refuses to quit. Yet she stays... even when it destroys her a little more every time. One love is built on deception. The other survives on pain. In a world of power, blood, and betrayal- feelings are weaknesses. Trust is fatal. And when the truth finally comes out... they won't just lose love. They'll lose everything. {REDEMPTION ARC} {⚠️ MATURE CONTENT Contains strong language, drug use, and graphic violence. This story features problematic characters and mentions of trauma. Reader discretion is advised} Tropes: She fell first he fell harder. Powerful female characters Brother's Enemy Slow Burn Mafia Romance Rival Mafia Families Enemies to Lovers (Twisted Version) Forbidden Romance Dark Romance Angst Fake love Unrequited Love Morally Grey Male Leads Toxic Love Multi couple

~ 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘢𝘺𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪 ~ ~•~ "𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦?" 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺. "𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦." 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴~ - 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 - 𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘪 𝘹 𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢 - 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 - 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘹 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵 - 𝘗𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴 - 𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘔𝘔𝘊 𝘹 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘍𝘔𝘊 - 𝘊𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦

Phupo's face twisted in fury. "Who is she to you that you keep hitting my son for her? What has she done to you? She's just a characterless whore! No one will marry this girl now!" Her words hit me like a blade. Characterless. My vision blurred. My throat burned. My entire body was on fire, yet completely numb. I tried to shake my head, to form words to defend myself but nothing came out. Then, I heard it. "Mein karun ga isse shadi." Everything stopped. The breath in my lungs disappeared. My heart pounded so hard I thought it would break free from my chest. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨:~ • Age gap (6 years) • Billionaire romance • Possessive & morally gray MMC • Touch-her-and-die MMC • He fell first, he fell harder • Slow burn • Secret mafia • Protective impulsive proposal • Cousins-to-lovers • Found family

Noor Manzil - where traditions are sacred, chaos feels like home, and secrets breathe behind every closed door. Mushk Shah is sweet, innocent, and effortlessly mischievous - the kind of girl who fills every room with laughter without even trying. Her world revolves around family dinners, teasing cousins, university days, and harmless fun. But in a house where glances linger a little too long and silence speaks louder than words, nothing stays simple forever. Because sometimes feelings grow where they shouldn't. Sometimes the one you trust the most becomes the reason you break. In Noor Manzil, love doesn't come alone - it brings jealousy, misunderstandings, pride, and choices that can change everything. Maybe someone will fall in love. Maybe someone will be betrayed. Maybe someone will step back... silently. After all, not every smile hides happiness. Not every promise is meant to last. And not every love story chooses the obvious path. In Noor Manzil, every heart has a secret.

𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆...𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂. __________________________________________ |● 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐍𝐈×𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐌 In a world where power whispers louder than screams & silence kills, where the walls have the stories that are meant to be hidden, where some vows are made in blood. Some in shadows, he sat on the throne. The throne born of ruin. And she-unseen, unheard, unwanted-was the only one who ever looked him in the eye... and didn't look away. She didn't belong to him. But she wasn't hers anymore either. He wanted to drag her into his world, ruin her with his silence, mark her where no one else could see. And yet, he stood there-cold, controlled, burning. Because the ache wasn't the worst part. The fact that he liked it was. Two unseen souls. One forced bond. And a storm no one saw coming. #2nd book in "His Bride" Series. ●Started on 3rd October. ROY♡

Sofia has spent her life surviving-weathering the kind of pain that leaves invisible scars and a hollow ache behind the ribs. A childhood soaked in fear. Nights filled with silence and slammed doors. Bruises that never quite faded. With nothing but a suitcase of secrets and her little brother's hand in hers, she flees to Cambridge after receiving a letter that feels like salvation: admission to the most prestigious law school in the country. She thought this would be a new beginning. A place for her and her brother to build a new life, to heal, to breathe. Until Lucas appeared in her life. Ruthless, untouchable, and terrifyingly brilliant, Lucas Lockhart rules the university from the shadows-his power unspoken, his presence a storm no one dares to challenge. Cold ocean eyes. Sharp tongue that speaks in threats and poetry. Mind like a blade. Hands that destroy and protect with the same terrifying ease. The moment he sees Sofia, something shifts. She doesn't know it, but she's trespassed into dangerous territory. She thinks she escaped the worst. But the devil wears a tailored suit in Harvard Law School-and he's already decided. She is his.