They performed her last rites. While she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns - not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies - they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal - but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

Vihaan's POV The more you run from me, the worse I'll. become for you, jaan. Anayra's POV I'll run away from you, no matter what. happens next. ~ DESCRIPTION ~ "Please... let me go," she cried, her voice trembling as she struggled in his grip. Her small hands pushed against his chest, but his hold only tightened. Vihaan stood there, expressionless-his face a mask of cold dominance. "Never," he said, his voice low and final. Without another word, he dragged her closer to the sacred fire burning before the idols of Radha and Krishna. The flames flickered, casting shadows that danced over their faces. As he began taking the vows, his hand locked around hers, her tears streaming down like shattered pearls. She kept wiggling, crying, begging-but his resolve never wavered. When the final vow was taken, she looked at him through blurred eyes, hatred lacing her trembling voice. "I hate you," she whispered, before her body gave in and she collapsed-unconscious in his arms. For a long moment, Vihaan just stared at her pale face, a dark calm settling over his features. Then, with a faint, twisted smile, he murmured, "And I'm obsessed with you." He carried her out, placing her gently on his lap as he sat inside the car. His fingers brushed against her tear-stained cheek, his voice dropping to a possessive whisper. "You're mine... only mine." No one could have imagined that one day, she would be bound to someone like this-forcefully, fatefully, irrevocably.

❝𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.❞ Book-01 of The Crimson Legacies. Some chains are forged in iron. Mine are whispered against my skin, traced down my spine, locked around my soul. Abhiman Singh Rathore was never meant to be in my world. But he didn't just enter it, he took it, twisted it, shattered every illusion I clung to. A man too ruthless to be called human, too unrelenting to be denied. A man who shouldn't have known my name, yet speaks it like a vow. Who Shouldn't have touched my life, yet now he owns it. A man too brutal, too ruthless, too fixated on me. I've spent years drowning in silence, running from my past, from the ghosts that never stop chasing me, from the truths too dangerous to speak. But then he came. And suddenly, I'm no longer running. Because he won't let me. He is not a savior, not a hero but something far worse. Because he doesn't promise forever. He promises possession. And I don't know what's more terrifying, that he owns me, or that I want him to. And now, I'm bound to him. By a marriage I never saw coming. By secrets that could ruin me. By a desire so dark, so consuming, I don't know where it ends and I begin. He claims me like he was born to, like I was always meant to be his. And there's no running from it. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒌. 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔. ... (English translations available!)

jiya singhania a girl who can kill anyone bruttelly, who came in the middle of her revenge....

{Read the book ongoing, I will remove half of this book once it's completed} ERA ONE IN SWATI UNIVERSE #1 The Daughters of Rati Series. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 𓆩🖤𓆪꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐢𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. When Siya, a fiery 25-year-old city girl, is forced to marry a 35-year-old village Pradhan (sarpanch), she prepares for a dull life of silence and submission. But on their wedding night, she discovers something shocking-her powerful, respected husband, Raghav, is still a virgin. Naïve, untouched, and completely innocent. And so she takes control. Siya teaches him desire, pleasure, pain, and worship on her terms. From shy glances to blindfolds and whispered commands, their nights turn into dark rituals of lust and learning. But the more he obeys, the more he hungers. And soon, the innocent husband becomes a man who would destroy the world to keep his wife moaning beneath him. In a village where women are meant to be tamed- She's the one holding the leash. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 𓆩🖤𓆪꒱ ˎˊ˗ Ongoing: 31 July 2025 TOP RANKING 🥇 #1 in VIRGINHERO #1 in EROTICAROMANCE #1 in ASPIRATION #1 in WATTPADDREAMWORKERCONTEST2014 #1 in WATTPADFICTION #1 in VILLAGELOVE #2 in SLOWBURN #3 in DARKEROTICA #4 in STORY #6 in DESIROMANCE #7 in INDIAN WIFE #7 in DOMINANT FEMALE #10 in VILLAGEROMANCE #32 in AGEGAPROMANCE copyright @authorswati

" Anshi...... " Rudra stepped close, as I took a step back. "I think..." I took a shaky breath, "I think it's time to make everything right... by ending it all." I stepped back, tightening my grip on the revolver. Rudra's eyes widened. "What are you doing, love? Put the gun down. Just let me talk-" "No!" I whispered. My lips trembled. "I hate you," I said, looking straight into Rudra's eyes. " You're also like others." "No... don't say that. Please... don't." He dropped to his knees in front of me. " I'm sorry for everything, please put the gun down." He begged. My finger tightened on the trigger. My lips curved into something between a smirk and a sob. It's too late rudra. " But this is what you want? Don't you? Yeh hi to chahta tha na tum, Rudraksh Agnihotri?" My voice cracked. "Main mar gye... toh tumhara badla pura ho jaayega?" ( this is what you wanted, right? That I die. And your revenge is fulfilled?) "No... No! I never wanted this!" his voice cracked. "I love you. I love you so much. I've never begged anyone in my life, but I'm begging you now... please, don't do this. Please." Seeing him, I remembered the time when I begged in front of him, to not push me away. And now he is standing at my place. "I'm ready to fall at your feet, rub my nose there if that's what it takes - but don't, don't pull the trigger." I stood frozen. "You know I love you. I love you so damn much that if you pull that trigger... I swear, I'll shoot myself the next second."

''Zidd ho tum is dil ki khawaish ho in nighao ki kese batau ki koi raasta nahi maanzil ho tum meri chahat ki '' AASHIVIK SINGH RATHORE A name that screams power, dominance, and cruelty. A white-collar businessman in the day and a drug mafia lord at the night. He doesn't believe in love and for him, it's just a waste of time until she came and took his breath away. ''Just say anything Chandani I will bring everything to your feet but don't ever try to leave me'' ''It is it that bad that I want you all for myself...your love, your smile everything that belongs to you'' CHANDANI MITTAL Just like her name she is the epitome of beauty that shines when everything is dark. A simple and fun-loving 20-year-old college girl living her life until one day a race lead her to a mysterious man and she caught his attention all for himself. ''I am tired of all this, I dont think I will be able to adjust in your mafia world'' '' I am all yours just love me the way you want" All she wants is a simple life but when the boss of mafias fell for her will she is able to lead a simple life or will she accept his? When all his rivals want her dead will he be able to protect his moon? Everything looks simple but what will happen when destiny will test their love? © All Rights Reserved

"How could the biological daughter of the Lin family turn out like this?" "She spent the first eighteen years of her life in the slums, mingling with hoodlums and turning into a little thug herself. Even after returning to the Lin family, she couldn't shake off her base nature. Fighting, skipping school, and now she even wants to steal Saira's fiancé." --- Zuri, who grew up in the slums, was finally recognized by her biological parents at the age of eighteen. She thought her hardships had come to an end, only to find that life in a wealthy family was the beginning of another nightmare. Yearning for familial love, she became the easy target of bullying within the social circle. Under the repeated schemes of the adopted daughter Saira, she became the disgrace in her parents' eyes, enduring endless torment, and ultimately met her demise at the hands of the cousin she trusted the most. Reborn with hatred back to the age of eighteen, Zuri was determined to make those who once harmed her pay the price and reclaim what was rightfully hers. However, by chance, she discovered she wasn't her parents' biological daughter. Shockingly, the formidable financial magnate, the world-renowned genius doctor, and the heartthrob actor adored by countless women were all her real brothers. In this lifetime, Zuri, who had never been loved, was spoiled endlessly by her brothers. Yet, the eldest young master of the top family in the capital, Leo, declared, "My wife, I'll pamper her myself."