𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑵𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏 ⟡ My life was good until my sister ran away from this marriage. Everything collapsed. My dream, my happiness, my family, my life. My life never gets tired of surprising me. I thought I was the only one being replaced, but life surprised me when my groom was also replaced. But it's not a coincidence. He is the one who replaced him as a groom. 𝑽𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒛𝒐𝒗 ⟡ As I pulled the trigger, I saw those blue eyes, wide with fear, and I felt nothing. No pity, no remorse. Just the satisfaction of knowing she couldn't hide from me. I will cage her by my side, not with love or kindness, but with chains forged from fear and control. She will stay not because she wishes to, but because I will strip her of the freedom to leave, ensuring her every step and breath is mine to command. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

『 ✦ HAI DIL YE MERA ✦ 』 --★ · A highschool love story + !! "Falling for you was the last thing I planned... but now you're the only thing I can't stop thinking about." ୨୧🌧🍜💔🎧୨୧ ★ Tara Moitra ★- the Head Girl everyone respects. Straight-A student, perfectionist, emotionally guarded, and allergic to anything remotely chaotic. She minds her own business, follows all the rules, and definitely doesn't believe in love stories. ★ Abhir Verma ★- the most annoying yet adored guy in school. He's the Head Boy no one expected, the kind who breaks rules with a wink, cracks jokes mid-announcements, and has every girl either crushing or cursing. Flirty, unpredictable, and Tara's exact opposite. They were never meant to get along. But then came cancelled biryani orders, monsoon fights, and late-night conversations that felt a little too personal. ★☆☆☆★ "You're impossible," Tara snapped. "And yet, you can't ignore me," Abhir grinned. What started as banter slowly turns into something deeper. But between their differences, secrets, and terrible timing... Will they find their way to each other-or lose the only thing that ever felt real?

Without her consent. And now... she was in his house. Alone. Trapped in silk and secrets. Suddenly, she sensed him before she saw him. A heat behind her. A scent-woodsmoke and something darker. Aarav. She turned, sharply. He was standing in the shadows, black shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled, veins prominent on his forearms. A gun holster peeked from beneath his jacket. He didn't look like a businessman tonight. He looked like danger incarnate. "A midnight walk, mia cara?" His voice was low, wicked. "Or were you trying to run?" Her pulse raced. "You have no right-" He closed the distance, slow and deliberate, fingers brushing her waist as he passed behind her. She tensed. "Careful," he murmured, lips grazing her ear. "You're mine now. Every breath, every heartbeat... I own it." "You're insane." "Possibly," he whispered, "but only for you." She turned to slap him-he caught her wrist mid-air, and in one fluid move, pinned it above her head against the cold stone wall. His body pressed close, heat pouring off him. Her chest heaved. "You don't know what you've done," she hissed, defiant despite the spark of something else in her eyes-curiosity... attraction? His free hand traced the bare skin at her waist, where her blouse had risen slightly. "I know exactly what I've done," Aarav said, gaze smoldering. "I've started a fire I fully intend to burn in." A phone buzzed in his pocket. He didn't release her. Instead, he slid it out, still pinning her, and read the screen. His eyes darkened. "You shouldn't be here alone, cara," he said, suddenly serious. "Not tonight." "Why?" He looked at her, eyes sharp. "Because someone left a note outside your door." He pulled it from his pocket. A single white envelope, no name. She opened it with trembling fingers. Just six words, scrawled in red ink: "She dies the day you marry."

Anvika Mehta was everything a perfect daughter should be-calm, composed, and bound by honor. But behind the mask of tradition and grace hid a truth only whispered in the shadows. She was an assassin. She was the Devil. Feared across the underworld, Anvika moved in silence and killed without mercy-until the day she met Dominic Zaharov He was wrath made flesh. The cold-blooded king of the Bratva, wrapped in cruelty, carved from violence. A man who didn't ask. He took. Feared by many. Bowed to by all. And when Anvika crossed his path, he didn't flinch-he stabbed her, claiming her as his. What began as bloodshed ended with a ring on her finger. Now, she's bound to him in an arranged marriage that feels more like a war zone than a union. To the world, she's the Bratva's trophy wife. To Dominic, she's a possession-beautiful, dangerous, and his. But Anvika doesn't break. She doesn't bow. And she certainly doesn't forget. She's a ticking time bomb-planning his death with every breath she takes, but Dominic didn't become king by being merciful. He knows exactly what she is... and he craves the challenge. He doesn't want her love. He wants her surrender. She's not the woman he expected. He's not the monster she feared. And in the heart of their twisted bond, something far more lethal brews. Because when a devil and a king go to war... hell isn't big enough for both of them.

Book 1 of His series Yashveer Rajvansh, Ruthless Mafia king of Asia and king of Udaipur. He has no interest in women. Finally, get ready to marry a woman for his own motive and the purpose of giving a queen to his Kingdom. But he came to know the most shocking truth, which was hidden by the family of Naina, will he be able to accept her as wife after knowing the truth. Naina Arora, a fragile girl, fighting with her own demons and darkness, suddenly tied to Yashveer Rajvansh. She has never seen him in her life, but her world turns upside down, when she gets to know the most shocking reality of her life. Will they ever love each other or will they be tied in the thread of responsibility? Let's find out

#Top 1 in India (05-18/04/2025) #Top 3 in India (04/2025) #Top 5 in India (05/2025) #Top 6 in India (21/04/2025) #Top 8 in India (05/2025) ⟡ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 X 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 ⟡ ─⭑──────────── A man who paints his demons onto canvas, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 is no stranger to obsession. Silence is his refuge, control in his nature. Marriage was never in his plans-until the echo of a past long buried led him to something he never realized he was seeking. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 was never meant to be his. But when fate delivered her to his feet, he didn't hesitate. Now, she stands at the threshold of a life she never asked for, bound to a man who saved her-but refuses to set her free. Some cages are built from protection. Some saviors are anything but holy. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝗧 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀: • Forced marriage • Morally Grey MMC • Age gap • Dark Possessiveness • rom-com ───────────⭑─

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 They never thought of being each other's but destiny had another plans. 𝗩𝗜𝗗𝗬𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗬𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜 is a 27 year old handsome man, who belongs to a Royal family. He is Rude, Arrogant and hates the one who betrayes him. There are only two things he loves. One is his mother and another is his work. Vidyut's name lies under the top ten billionaires of the country. He never thought he would fall for the girl who was nothing but a Replacement of his bride. ✿✿✿ 𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗥 is a 24 year old beautiful internship Doctor. No one knew the anger and sadness she hid behind her smile. She never received love from her parents which she always dreamt of. She knew her sister wasn't happy with this wedding but the only thing she didn't know was that her life is going to take a 180 degree turn, that she is going to be forced to marry the guy she barely knows. ✿✿✿ Our bodies collided together. Do I regret teasing him? A little big yes, a little no. Even though cold water was falling in our bodies but the way I was feeling hot was something I can't explain. He keeps his hands on both sides of the glass, trapping me in between as I couldn't take my eyes off his abs. "You have no idea-what you have done to me" he whispered against my earlobe and I closed my eyes.

" 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓥𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮" - 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝟒𝟗𝟓𝟎 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 "ˢᵘⁿᵃʸᵃⁿᵃ ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉ ᵂᵃⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃ ˢⁱⁿ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ⁱᶠ ⁱᵗ ⁱˢ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ˢⁱⁿ " "𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽𝔂" - 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕, 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝟒𝟗𝟓𝟎 "ᵀʰⁱˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᴵ ʷⁱˡˡ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵐʸ ᵒʷⁿ ᵖᵒʷᵉʳ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵘⁿⁱᵛᵉʳˢᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵗⁱ ᵇᵒʷ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ" 𝑼𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕