The Japanese have rightly said- "Broken pieces tend to mend each other when kept together." But what if the broken pieces are people instead? Can they exhibit the same reaction? Can they fill the voids in each other's lives? Presenting to you the unexpected chapters written upon pages crumbled like a shattered heart, stitched together into a book of grief, healing, trust, and love. Sharanya Kapoor, 26, an architect, a widow, and a single mother, was forced into a marriage as a replacement for her step-sister who ran away from her wedding. Loving, responsible, and emotionally perceptive, Sharanya possesses the rare ability to understand a person's vulnerability simply by looking into their eyes. Having grown up deprived of a mother's affection herself, she silently yearns to become the warmth she once needed. Rishvaan Rajvansh, 34, a divorced businessman and father of two sons aged 15 and 13, is a man known for his sharp mind. Often referred to as a man of few words. He is the CEO of the Rajvansh Empire Once deeply devoted to the woman he loved, betrayal transformed him into someone cold, emotionally detached, and merciless toward emotions. The same betrayal scarred his sons, straining the bond between father and children and leaving behind walls built from anger and distrust. Can Sharanya soften the harsh dynamics of the Rajvansh household with her tender motherly love? Can she rebuild trust within the guarded heart of Rishvaan? Will the boys ever understand and accept her? Will they accept her daughter as one of their own? Will Rishvaan become the father Eirisha never had? Will the Rajvansh family truly accept Sharanya and her daughter? Or will these broken souls continue bleeding beneath the weight of their past? And if broken pieces are kept together long enough... can they eventually become a family?

Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)

Devarsh Rudramaneni (28): He lives in Hyderabad and runs a big clothing business. Most people think he's a total super quiet, serious, and hard to talk to. But at home, he's a big softie who would do anything for his parents and his little brother. His huge secret? He's been crushing on the girl next door for a long time. He's watched her grow up and thinks she's amazing, but he's too shy or stiff to ever tell her how he feels. Sri Nidhi Kancherla (23): She's our main girl and is finishing her engineering degree in Vizag. She is full of life, smart, and always says exactly what's on her mind. She's super close to her parents and her big sister. The only problem? She can't stand Devarsh. She thinks he's a grumpy, arrogant "know-it-all." To her, he's just the annoying neighbor who needs to learn how to smile, and she loves finding ways to get under his skin.

Piya Panday is a free-spirited, outspoken town girl who believes dreams come before duties. At twenty-one, she wants a life shaped by words, journalism, and independence-not by traditions that demand silence. When she travels to Kashipur, a deeply rooted village in Western Uttar Pradesh, to attend her cousin's wedding, she believes it is just a short visit. She is wrong. Kashipur is ruled by Veer Thakur, the cold, composed, and fiercely respected Sarpanch. A man of few words, unshakable authority, and quiet intensity, Veer carries the weight of the village on his shoulders. Power comes naturally to him, emotions do not. And yet, beneath his calm exterior lies a possessive protectiveness he barely acknowledges. What begins as a simple wedding visit slowly turns into a life-altering destiny. Pulled into a world of village politics, unspoken rules, and family honor, Piya finds herself married into a place where her voice does not belong-yet refuses to be silenced. As Veer battles political rivals, illegal dealings, and looming elections, Piya must battle expectations, judgment, and the fear of losing herself. Between tradition and freedom, power and love, silence and voice-two opposite worlds collide. Will Kashipur cage Piya's free spirit, or will she become the spark that reshapes Veer Thakur's empire?

Two lives. Two different worlds. One carrying loneliness in silence... The other hiding it behind a smile. Neither knew that somewhere between dusty village roads and crowded city streets- Their paths were already moving toward each other.

Highly mature content 18+ ⚠️🔞 BOOK 1 IN *HIS UNHOLY POSSESSION* SERIES. ════ ✦ ✦ ✦ ════ A story born from forbidden Obsession , which soon twisted into possession. TARA SINGH, 30, A doctor to be, soft and sweet, beautiful in a way she never tries to prove carries quiet desires, which her fiance failed to complete. And called her wrong, made her bury it and blamed her for having a cold body Raised by typical parents, who closed her all imagination for love. Tara never once imagined in her life, that the boy she once held in her arms her sister's son, would become the very reason her pulse trembles with fear. Who makes her run and consumes her by his darkness Russia was meant to be her chance for freedom, which her family never gives but, she never expected that the same country would become her nightmare. One she hates and loves at the same time, she never thought her sister's house would close all the doors of going back. AARNAV SHEKHAWAT SINGHANIA, 22, A powerful terrifying man Raised in shadows Shaped by cruelty Had a traumatic childhood loves to crumble innocent, crushing the softness beneath his feet satisfy him, A dark man with an untouchable empire. He liked owning things possessing them and hates sharing She should have stayed away from him. But fate is cruel, and it dragged her straight into his world, who cherished her body, raising her standards. And now he refuses to let her go. Even if she begged even if she ran. Not when she tries to escape Not even when she tries to hurt him Because to him, she was never a choice-she was always his. And he'll drag her back from the edge of freedom, no matter how far she runs No matter how hard she screams. But he never wanted to hurt her. Not unless she gives him a reason to. A story built on tension, slowburn, suspense and obsession. It's a thriller intense messy and has lot of steamyromance, Give this story a chance and read to discover everything yourself❤️. #darkromance

A Big joint family in a Remote village in Thanjavur district of Tamilnadu. Loves blooms in the heart of young woman for the man who is not only elder to her , but also her mother's brother. Though this bond is accepted in Tamilnadu , without frowning upon . She keep her secret safe...not even letting the man know... Will she open up ? Will they unite ? How ? When ? Lets get into the story to know. Note : Niece × maternal uncle married is widely accepted in Tamilnadu and been practiced from many decades . If you are uncomfortable with this trope , kindly refrain from reading .

Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) #1 in Top10 in India (7/8/9/10/11/13/14) of May 2026 #2 in Top10 in India ( 12/15/16/17 ) of May 2026

"You can stay angry all you want, wife... but this tight little pussy is clenching around me so greedily. Look at you still glaring, yet dripping for your hubby.. . Ahhh slow...... she moan 19 × 26 Dominant FL Soft/Submissive ML Arranged marriage Boundaries. Control. Slow burn. She doesn't follow rules. He doesn't fight for control. And somehow... that's where everything begins.

"How do we know if we are doing things the right way? I wanted to learn everything about intimacy so I can please you in every possible way. I even wondered about how long a man usually lasts. I want to explore everything with you. And if there's something you want me to do, tell me. I don't want this to be just about me asking for what I want. I want it to be about us." "Oh my God, are you carrying me? Please put me down. I don't want you to strain your back because of my weight." *************************************** Aakash never believed in love. He is reserved, introverted and carry a past he never speaks about. He enters marriage not with hope but with obligation. To him, it's just another responsibility he wished to carry out. Meenakshi enters the same marriage carrying a different battle. She is curvy, soft-hearted and full of warmth but weighed down by years of insecurity. She has learned to smile through judgment, to laugh through whispers and to expect less than she deserves. An arranged marriage ties them together. He is a man of silence. She learns to see his care hidden within it. But is silent care enough for a lifetime together? What begins as two strangers under one roof slowly turns into something neither of them expected in the quiet moments, in accidental touches, in shared meals, in silent protection and in unspoken understanding. This is not a loud love story. It is a slow one. When a broken man and an insecure woman choose to stand by each other, the healing turns into perfection and a love slowly becomes obsession. A story of curves, scars, healing and a love that learns to stay.