Book 1 in BURNING BETRAYALS (under polishing) What occurs when the four Rajvansh siblings are compelled by their father and stepmother to marry? With their own troubled pasts, will they be able to embrace their wives? How will they respond to the challenges that lie ahead? READ TO KNOW MORE

Chavi Bhardwaj, a 19 year old girl who lost her mother at a tender age. She was an introvert and shy person, never wanting to interact with anyone other than a few close people. Even when she goes to college, her past haunts her, the memories of her father screaming at her and abusing her in the back of her mind. But the faded sound of her mother's lullaby soothes those marks. What will happen when destiny will play its game and her paths will cross with the richest guy of the college, Yuvaan Oberoi. He is her senior, who despises love and girl's presence in his college as they always try to seduce him. He was a sunshine kid who lost its shine after his parents got divorced and he had to stay with his mother. But his heart which was ice starts to melt with the fire of her existence. Before one day the evils of her past started to haunt her again but this time she had someone. Do you want to know what will happen to their love, her shattered heart and his life? Dive into their story and know the limits one can cross for love !!!!

a dual couple mafia romance

#BOOK THREE OF DISTRACTION SERIES Coming after 'Dark Distraction'｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴. __ "Why would I free my prettiest mistake? You walked into the Devil's den, mon trésor.. now you belong to me." "Careful what you claim, Devil.. you might find your prettiest mistake is the one that ruins you." 𓆩⭑𓆪 𝗔𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗞𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮- An Indian girl who came to New York chasing her master's degree. She was stubbornly independent, fiercely protective of her heart, and believed love was nothing more than a distraction. Sweet in her smile yet sharp in her words, she was the kind of girl who could light up a room and set it on fire at the same time. She didn't know it yet, but her arrival would change everything especially for the man who was never meant to notice her. 𝗥𝗮𝗳𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗼- The name alone was enough to silence a crowded room. Born into shadows and raised in blood, he carried power like a second skin. His Emerald green eyes were sharp, unreadable, a warning and a promise all at once. He was every nightmare whispered in the dark, every fear that kept men awake at night. Ruthless in business, merciless to enemies, yet behind that iron mask was a storm no one dared to touch. He wasn't just dangerous, he was the kind of danger you couldn't walk away from. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. Love is blind, so does guilt. Devotion is a virtue, but in the wrong eyes, it turns into blindness. Love is not always gentle-it can be cruel, consuming, and relentless. When fate binds two souls in an unholy vow, the line between worship and possession fades. And in the end, devotion is either a blessing or a curse.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝑷𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑿 𝑰𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ "She slipped again." Ikshit tossed the folder onto her table. His voice was low, tight. "Atasha Rabari. Left the safehouse minutes before we reached. Almost like... someone warned her." Piya didn't flinch. She poured him coffee with a calm he didn't question. "Maybe she's lucky," she said. He stepped closer. "No. It's not luck. She moves like someone's guiding her." A beat. "Or protecting her." Her phone buzzed in her pocket - one vibration. Atasha was safe. Piya looked up at him. His eyes were on her - sharp, searching. "Then maybe you need to stop thinking like a cop..." She smiled softly. "...and start thinking like a woman who has nothing left to lose." Their eyes locked. Long. Quiet. Dangerous. Ikshit stepped closer - invading her space. Testing something he couldn't name. "And what kind of woman are you, Piya?" His voice dropped to a murmur. She didn't back away. "The kind who hides the truth behind a kiss," she whispered, kissing him. And when he kissed her - hard, desperate, confused. She was kissing him back. Knowing full well... He was chasing her best friend. While falling in love with the enemy.