#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 "𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 She is Doctor He is Mafia king She is kind He is rude She is an angel He is devil She believes in shiv ji He believes that there is no god ____________________________________________________________ Abhimaan Singh Rathore Billionaire buisnessman and king of Rajasthan. love his family and can do anything to protect them. Ishita Mehra top 10 successful and richest surgeon of india. Pampered by Mehra's. love her family alot and believe in shiv ji. ____________________________________________________________ "What was my mistake tell me what was my mistake i love you that was my mistake than let me tell you one thing Abhimaan Singh Rathore i will do this mistake till my last breath. she said. "I had said this on our wedding night and I'm saying it last time if you love me the only thing you will get is hurt. He said ignoring his heart that is saying to wipe her tears that slip from her beautiful eyes because of his words. Let's see what will happen when grumpy meets sunshine _____________________________________________________________ °-Tropes-° Marriage of convience Enemies to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Slow burn romance Family secrets Billionaire Mafia Husband Strong female lead MafiaXDoctor Royal Romance Mafia romance - touch her and die ______________________________________________________________

"𝐀 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 " This was never a love story It was an obsession... . . . . . . . . happy reading 💕

The priest asked softly, "Pyaar karte ho apni patni se?" He smiled, his eyes instinctively finding hers. There was calm in his expression, yet something deeply intense beneath it. Then he whisper, "Pyaar toh bas ek shabd hai..." His voice carried devotion, not hesitation. "Main uski ibadat karta hoon." He paused, as if the truth itself needed space to breathe. "I don't need to worship God in temples. I have my own goddess - my wife." For him, faith was not stone or scripture. "My devotion begins with her..." "...and ends with her." 𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 ◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦ CEO × Employee Grumpy× Sunshine Forced marriage slow burn hate to love desi × videshi Untouched male and female He fell first but both fell harder

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?

~दुनियाँ में कितनी हैं नफ़रतें, फिर भी दिलों में हैं चाहतें मर भी जाएँ प्यार वाले, मिट भी जाएँ यार वाले ज़िंदा रहती हैं उनकी मोहब्बतें~ 𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙠𝙖: 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐳𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞 ᥫ᭡. 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙖𝙮: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞 ࿐ ˊˎ- જ⁀➴★𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈★ 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 BOOK 1 - FROM WHERE IT ALL STARTED ˖⁠♡ वो उस लड़के को बहुत साधगी से चाहती थी कहना चाहती थी मगर कहने से घबराती थी ♡⁠˖ A story of love that never asked to be loud... just true.⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ────୨ৎ──── "I love you," he whispered. "I Love you too." "But I love you more." She broke the hug. "I love you the most." "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲." And he meant it. ───୨ৎ──── She was chaos dipped in silence. He was melody wrapped in mischief. She admired him like a secret prayer. He smiled like he didn't know... but he always did. She believed the truth that it was one-sided, but he proved her wrong. No one knew who fell first, but both fell harder and harder, again and again. Maybe it was Ishika's kindness behind her devilish side or Abhay's comforting words. Or maybe it was their old bond which led them

Kehte hain pehla pyaar kabhi bhulaye nahi bhulta par wo toh uska pehla aur aakhiri pyaar thi ya shyd uska junoon ban chuki thi toh wo usse kaise kahi jaane de sakta tha. Fardan Shehriyaar jo Shehriyaar Industries ka maalik tha jisse sab mafia ki duniya me Shadow King kehte the uski nazar padti hai Faiza Amani pr jo apni zindagi se bezaar thi ya shayad usne kabhi kisi ki mohabbat na dekhi thi isliye jeena jaanti nahi thi. Fardan ka junooni ishq Faiza ke liye jeene ki ek nayi wajah banega ya phir marni ki. Fardan ki mohabbat se Faiza ki zindagi sanwar jayegi ya bigad jayegi? Har kisi ki zindagi ke apne apne raaz hote hain aur ye raaz jab khul kar aate hain toh kuch ache rishte bhi toot jaate hain ya kabhi toote rishte bhi judd jaate hain. Ab inki kahani mein kya hoga? Kya Fardan sach me Faiza se ishq kar baitha tha ya phir ye bas ek dikhawa tha? Kahin uski mohabbat ke picche koi maqsad toh nahi? Faiza ke mann me aise hazaar sawaal aate hain jab wo achanak se usse pehli baar dekhte hi usse shaadi kar leta hai. Aiyye Jaante Hain Dhoke Aur Nafrat Se Ishq Junoon Ka Safar. Checkout the English version of this story: Love Obsession Troupes: Multi Couple Story, Enemies To Lovers, Mafia Boy × Innocent Girl, Stalker, He Fell First And Harder, Age Gap (6years), She Fell First And He Fell Harder, He Fell First And She Fell Harder, Forced Marriage & Second Chance. This book is currently under editing, but you can still read it. I just need to correct a few spelling mistakes or places where I accidentally wrote a word twice due to auto-correct. **Note:** I don't write mature stories. So, if you're expecting explicit romance, kindly reconsider reading this book. I'm an old-school person who appreciates pure, classic romance from the 80s.. Follow me on Instagram: @happyfairy7_ https://www.instagram.com/happyfairy7_?igsh=MXNra2Jqb2NpMWVqeA==

Ahmed bhai please! I'm begging you don't marry her. She's no good, she'll destroy you and our family. Please listen to me." Sahaan begs in front of him. "What the fuck is wrong with you Sahaan?" She flinches as his loud voice resonates the room. "I LOVE HER!" Ahmed seethes. Sahaan could hear the breaking of the small organ residing in her chest. She looks down teary eyed. Ahmed harshly grips her forearm and jerks her towards him and cups her jaw tightly, his finger digging in her cheeks making a painful whimper leaving from her mouth. She closes her eyes tightly resulting in few tears to fall of her cheeks. "Listen to me and listen well, this is the last time I'm hearing such words from your disgusting mouth. Next time don't even take my fiancee's name from your dirty mouth." Saying this he pushes her away. She stumbles towards the closet, her back hitting the rock-hard closet handle. Pain sears through her back and her wince doesn't go unnoticed by him. He steps forward in concern but stops remembering her words. A cold look flashes in his beautiful stormy grey eyes. Sahaan looks at him, her eyes filled with pain and unshed tears! "You will regret it." Sahaan whispers. Hearing the confidence in her tone makes Ahmed stop right before the door, but he doesn't turn back. "Believe me! I know her more than you. She is my cousin after all. She is cunning and deceitful, mark my words Ahmed! You will regret not listening to me once you know her true nature." Sahaan's voice cracks. Tears are threatening to spill out her eyes. ~~~ "Sahaan Haashir Khan binte marhoom Hashir Lashari Khan kya aapko aapka nikkah Ahmed Ashar Khan wald Yaqub Lashari Khan se sikkah raaijul waqt me 50,000 rupee meher qubool hai?" she clenches her dupatta at sides.tears leaving her eyes rapidly she remember Ahmed's words just before nikkah. Rest of the description and translations to urdu dialogues inside. ©All rights reserved

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

She looked at all of them with hopeful eyes. No one belived her. Except Him ! She didn't expect him to believe her out of all the people. She had expected some vile remarks and insults which she was used to. But life is cruel in wicked ways. It shows you the most beautiful things at the worst possible time and with the worst possible scenarios. "Your wife is going to be the unluckiest, I swear. God bless her already. Because she is going to need all the blessing she could get, to have her sanity after being married to a vain, controlling, conceited and..... and... a jerk like you." She was looking for words to describe him but had settled for 'jerk' in the end. Little did she know , that those words were going to bite her in the rare when she finds herself married to a man , she thought she hated his guts. The funny part was, she choose to get married to him and a small part of her was glad that it was him , instead of her harasser. Join Haya as she finds herself being rescued by the man she hated and who she thought hated her back. But there are things that doesn't meet the eyes. That we hide in our heart. And there were alot of secrets hidden in his heart. Things that either could destroy everything he had worked for or could bring him the peace and forever that he was looking for !! Status Complete but not completely edited. I am working on it and it really needs editing. Some chapters are unedited.😁 ~ Ranking ~ 28th in marriage 1st August 2020 1st in Lahore in Feb.2021 2nd in Pakistani / Pakistan on 3rd September.2020 1st in Muslim on 12th September 2020 1st in Desi on 31st August 2020

She always felt like an outsider in this house. It was like she was a guest who had stayed too long. Her cousin's cold stares, Chachi's sharp words, and the hidden insults reminded her daily that she wasn't welcome. She was quiet, gentle, and really close to her faith, but being so reserved made her an easy target. Even though she seemed soft, there was a strength inside her that no one could see. Her brown eyes showed a mix of hope and sadness, and her love for Feras was something she kept hidden, even though she wasn't sure he could ever feel the same. Feras was different. He didn't talk much and had a strong sense of right and wrong. Tall with piercing eyes, he had this calm but serious presence. He didn't show much emotion, keeping everything locked inside, yet he somehow looked out for Anam. He wasn't mean, but he wasn't warm either. He was a mystery she couldn't figure out. But fate had its own plans. The lies buried deep in their family were going to come to light, and Anam would find herself at the center of it all. It would force Feras to make a choice: save her... or destroy her. Start date: 19 November 2024 Finish date: 18 December 2024 This is my first ever book. Please ignore all the grammar mistakes as English isn't my first language, and give this story a try. I promise it's worth your time, and who knows? You might even enjoy it more than you expect! 😉