1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content

A king who fears nothing. A girl he was never supposed to love. Some people fight for love. He was ready to rule the world... and burn it, if he had to. He could silence an entire kingdom... but never the obsession growing inside his own heart. "Log baatein kar rahe hain." She whispered . "Log? Humaari nazrein kis par tikti hain...iska hisaab hum mahal mein kisi ko dena zaruri nahi samajhte." He spoke aggressively. ... He nodded two to three times before speaking. "Bhaag lijiye.." She instantly lifted her gaze. "Jitna aap bhaag sakti hain.. Aur jitna hum aapko bhaagne de rahe hain.." His brows furrowed sharply once again. "Lekin ek baat yaad rakhiyega.. Jis din humaara sabr toota." His breathing came out harshly near her nose.. "Hum aapko vachan dete hain.. Us din.. Hum yeh bhaagne pakadne ka khel khatm kar denge." Tropes❤️ KingXCommoner👑 ShyXPossessive💞 Slowburn✨ Forbidden love🤍 He falls first and harder💫

abhimaan singh rajput and vridha malhotra "abhimaan singh rajput ne na aaj tak kisi ke saamne sar jukhaya hae na hi kabhi jhukayega" (abhimaan singh rajput has never bowed his head in front of anyone and never will) "looks like as your rightful wife as stated in the contract i should focus on my wife duties starting with how to make you beg on your knees for me" ................... "tum mera khwaab ho vridha" (you are my dream vridha) "aur tum meri hakikat" (and you are my reality) if abhimaan is cold and ruthless vridha is full of rage and fire read the further chapters to take a look into their love life while the unfolding drama after every phase makes it difficult for them to cooperate with each other will they break apart their ego and finally show their desires for eachother? or will this marriage create chaos in not only 2 but other people's life too?

She stepped into the marriage under a veil- knowing the man waiting for her was her family's sworn enemy. Two opposites, different dreams, where one is stuck on revenge while other desires freedom. Raised on hatred, bound by vows, and trapped between loyalty and desire, they were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn't ask for permission. As truths surface and lines blur, hate turns into longing, and an unwanted marriage becomes the most dangerous thing of all-love. Because some unions are mistakes... until they aren't.

She survived something no girl should ever face. He's a kind of man who doesn't believe in mercy-except when it comes to her. Durga Bose was just 18 when her life changed forever. Years later, she's stronger, not because she healed, but because she had no other choice. Now a journalist at RNS Media House, she lives for her work, her mother, and the justice she never got. Rudraneel Sen, the manipulative Chief Minister of West Bengal, powerful and dangerous. People fear him. No one dares to cross him. One day Durga secretly records him dealing with land goons, he notices. And everything changes. Soon after, her mother meets with a tragic accident and slips into a coma. With no one left to protect her, Rudraneel steps in not to save her, but to trap her in a contract marriage. She never wanted to trust him. But Rudra? He always wanted just one thing - her. And as they're forced to face each other every day, the lines between trust and hatred begin to blur. Because behind all the power and pain... lies a story of broken pasts, tangled fates, and a love Rudra has always carried. A divine story of pure love and emotions. Dive into the world of Rudra and Durga- RUDRANI.🧿

#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

Book Three of the 'Twisted Desire' Series.

"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.

In the mist-covered hills of Ooty, buried secrets refuse to stay hidden. When forgotten pasts begin connecting their dots, Unnati Sharma finds herself entangled with the dangerously unreadable Vedansh Kumar Verma, A man whose obsession was never ordinary. she never understood what kind of past connected her to the powerful businessman-turned-politician Vedansh Kumar Verma, nor why every hidden truth somehow led back to him. But before she could uncover the answers, he had already dragged her forcefully into his life, possessive, unreadable, and terrifyingly devoted. His obsession for her was lethal, the kind that blurred the line between protection and possession. "Feral yearning," he had once told her quietly, And perhaps, what frightened Unnati the most was realizing that whatever existed between them had never truly begun from tge day they met.. it was decided from decades...maybe long ago when they hadn't even born... Past connected to her present.. the Past that haunts her the most ..

AVYAAN KAPOOR Avyaan kapoor,32 years old the upcoming cm of up.cold and detached for everyone DHWANI MEHRA dhwani mehra,25 years old, architecture, plus size girl has dusky skin thinks that she doesn't deserve the love. what will happen when they both collide? read to know.