𝑽𝑬𝑰𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑹𝒆𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 𝑿 𝑲𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 { under major editing } Vengeance was never meant to become love. It was supposed to be fire, destructive, consuming, final. He burned in it, fed it, let revenge carve a throne inside his chest. She, meanwhile, was healing, quietly and painfully, learning who she was when the lies were stripped away. Because what could be crueler than realizing your entire life was a performance? That the name you answered to, the home you trusted, the love you believed in, all of it was a facade. And now you are left with the most terrifying question of all. Who am I, if everything I was taught to be was a lie? Somewhere between his rage and her rebirth, revenge lost its edge. It twisted. It lingered. It stared back at him with her face. And healing stopped being gentle. It turned sharp and addictive, because knowing him felt like knowing the truth, even if that truth was poisonous. They did not fall in love. They fell into each other, into a dark, suffocating obsession where pain felt familiar and destruction felt like home. He wanted to ruin her. She wanted to find herself. Instead, they found something far more dangerous. A love born from ashes, obsession stitched together with revenge, and a bond so dark neither of them wanted to escape it. ⸸ "Get out of my house. The divorce papers arrive at dawn." Love didn't break. It was executed in silence. ⋆♱- "It hurts right here," he murmured, "amore, aur kitna tarpaogi?" His arms opened like a plea, fingers trembling over the ruins of the place she once lived-his heart, now homeless. ⋆♱- "You'll not touch me." "I won't," he whispered. "And that's the cruelty of it, amore." He dropped to his knees, desire caged, pride stripped bare, his head bowed at her feet, where love ended and obsession began.

He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.

Some debts are paid in money. Others demand pieces of your soul. When Risha Verma's family café is destroyed and her father's life hangs by a thread after a devastating heart condition, desperation corners her into a choice she never imagined making. A single contract. Nine months. One secret that could change everything. The arrangement is simple on paper. Stay silent. Follow the rules. Never get emotionally involved. But behind the polished walls of power and wealth lies a world stitched together with control, buried rage, family wars, and dangerous truths, that refuse to stay hidden. And the deeper Risha sinks into it, the more she realizes that some scars do not heal quietly. They bleed beneath the skin.

Book - 2 (Best friends series) Vansh x Amaya 🔥 He had never wanted it. She had embraced it with her whole heart. Tropes Arranged marriage Unrequited Love (at first) Mafia x Innocent Love Slow-Burn Romance Forced Proximity The Mafia's Untouched Queen Love vs. Duty Jealousy Awakens Love The Ultimate Sacrifice Dark Past, Bright Love

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

Book 3 of wounded series. Vedanth Kashyap has always been a mystery. After years spent in Britain building a successful career as an economist, he's finally considering settling in India. Quiet, reserved, and impossible to read, he keeps everyone at arm's length. Very few people know the truth about his family and the surname he carries, the bitter dispute threatening to tear it apart, and the scars he's spent years hiding behind logic and silence. Then there's Ruhika Rajvanshi. An editor who never runs out of words, Ruhika fills every room with laughter, conversations, and chaos. To the world, she's confident and carefree. What nobody sees is the hurt she carries from a childhood shattered by her mother. After spending twenty-four years keeping her distance from her family, she's only recently found her way back home following her mother's death. They are opposites in every possible way. He's the silence. She's the noise. He's careful. She's impulsive. And yet, somewhere between family gatherings, late-night conversations, and moments neither of them expected to matter, they fall far too fast. Just when they're beginning to understand what they mean to each other, one unexpected moment changes everything. An accidental pregnancy. Suddenly, they are forced to navigate a future neither of them planned, while a long buried conflict within Vedanth's family resurfaces, threatening his career, his relationships, and everything he's worked for. As old secrets come to light and loyalties are tested, Vedanth finds himself fighting battles he can no longer face alone. But love isn't always about finding the perfect person. Sometimes it's about finding the one who stays when your world is falling apart. In a story about family, forgiveness, hidden wounds, and choosing your own heart, two people who never expected forever must decide whether they're brave enough to build it together.

#𝟓 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 They said grief changes people. But I remember when I looked at him, he didn't look broken. He looked awakened. Like a man who had finally found a reason to breathe again. Unfortunately, that reason was me. There's nothing loud about him. Forget raising his voice he barely speaks unless he has to. He just watches quietly, like a wolf waiting for its prey to stop running. When a man like him decides you're his, he doesn't need to say a word. He didn't have to touch me to make me feel trapped. He just had to look. And maybe that's what chains really are...not metal or rope, but the slow suffocation of being seen, claimed, and never asked if you wanted to be free. If the girl I was four years ago had seen who I am today, she would have laughed at herself, completely unaware that one day she would herself say that: Arhaan Mirza is my fate, my curse, my damnation and the chains of desire my soul refuses to break free from. ~ Arhaan X Eyana

Ekansh Shekhawat, A CEO and reserved person was arranged to get married to Kiara Singh. Who was also his sister in law's sister. Started on - January 12, 2025. Completed in - May 24, 2025. Words count - 74,250 !It's my original work, and fully fictional!

𝖬𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌... 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍. 𝔻𝕙𝕣𝕦𝕧 𝕩 𝕊𝕚𝕪𝕒 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧/𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚:🤍 𝐴 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑... 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑... 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 8 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑚 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑚 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑠𝑠. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 5 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠... 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒. 𝑆𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔. Dhruv singhania🤍 A man who looks at her like she is most beautiful thing he ever knew. A man who never knew falling in love would be this good. A man who always fought for home and he found her. A tal

"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘢." *** She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. _____________ ______ Read the story to know more.