𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. And she- was the one who never defended the guilty. 𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬? In a city where truth hides behind silence and faith burns on every ghat, why does he already know her? 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐧 steps into a case that was never meant to be hers. The man she is defending- 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫- is everything people fear, and nothing she expected. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐲. He just watches her- like he already knows how this ends. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬t 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫. ✦ 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝. ✦ 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. ✦ 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧... 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. Because this was never just a case it is something much more deeper... 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔... 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎.

Parikshit Rathore is a name that has carried weight long before it has carried meaning. Descended from old royalty and insulated by power, he moves through the city and its most elite college-like consequences do not apply to him. Because they don't. He is disciplined, brilliant, feared-and unstable in ways people choose not to see. His violence is excused as temperament. His audacity is mistaken for poise. The crown he is born into protects him from scrutiny, even when blood stains its history. Nandini Kulkarni lives on the opposite end of that gravity. Raised in a conservative, upper-middle-class household, she learns early how to be contained-how to take up less space, how to excel quietly, how to turn longing into something private and survivable. How to love someone like him from a distance. She dances, she studies, she observes-moving through the same college without ever truly belonging to his world. Circumstance forces them together as student and teacher. Parikshit leaves no room for illusion, pressing her to accept his entitlement, his rudeness, and the vast, unbridgeable distance between their worlds that contradicts every fragment of the man she had imagined in her head. But when she stumbles upon a darker truth than what the heir's reputation carries on the surface, it fractures everything she believes she understands. Now, Nandini must confront what it means to worship a man who was never taught the difference between love and control.

"How dare you accept his flowers?" Before she could even react, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Sejal stumbled, her body colliding straight into his chest. Her breath hitched. "I warned you, didn't I?" he said, his jaw tight, eyes dark with something she couldn't fully name... anger, yes but something deeper, more dangerous. His grip tightened. Too tight. His nails unintentionally dug into her skin. "Ouch-!" she winced, her face scrunching in pain. And that's when it happened. The shift. His eyes dropped to her wrist. Red. Marked because of him. As if reality snapped back into place, he immediately let go, his fingers retreating like he'd been burned. "Shit... I-" His voice softened instantly. "I'm really sorry, baby... did it hurt?" he murmured, his thumb brushing lightly over the same spot he had just hurt. The same hand. The same man. Two extremes. Sejal didn't answer. She just looked at him. And for a moment... she didn't know which version of him was real. ~~~ Sejal Sharma. A 19 year old first-year BSc Mathematics student. Soft-hearted. Kind. The kind of girl who finds it easy to love everyone. Everyone... except one person. Dev Dixit. Her brother's best friend. The one person she could never stand. Years ago, when the Dixit family shifted from India to Australia, Sejal had been happy. Relieved, even. Distance meant peace. Or at least that's what she thought. Because life had other plans. Now, she was in Australia too. Living alone in an apartment just a few houses away from the Dixit residence. Same city. Same university. And Dev Dixit? He wasn't just around anymore. He was closer than ever. An MSc first-year student. Older. Sharper. More dangerous than she remembered. And this time...there was no escaping him.

~Vikrant~ I wish I had a rewind button because I did the one thing I was most afraid of. I made a mistake, and now I'm living with the consequences. I knew this decision would change everything. I left her without even telling her. And I know she might be waiting for me back in India, but it's too late-I'm already in Germany. I left her just like she told me her father left her. And now I'm drowning in guilt. ~ But something has changed since I came back. It's like everything I once knew feels different, even though nothing's really changed. The places, the faces-they're all the same. But she's no longer mine. I need her back, no matter what it takes. And the cruelest part of betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies. "Well, I guess they're right-everything's fair in love and war, isn't it?"

"I will accept your resignation but under one condition," said Vikram Singhal, playing with the paperweight akin to the manner he was playing with the woman trembling in fury. "And why are you under the impression that I will respect that condition, SIR?" Shikha feigned determination, knowing that if Vikram Singhal wanted something, he would get it by hook or by crook. She knew that her words would merely count as feeble and futile efforts of a fawn to fight off the mighty lion and nothing more. Her shivering form and quivering lips had given away her fears to her predator. His pupils dilated with desire and a lethally addicting ecstasy as he inched closer every moment in fulfilling them. "You cannot leave the company without serving your notice period, until and unless, you pay me a compensation of ₹3,00,000, and as far as I know it is not possible in your case to bring that amount. That leaves you with no choice, but to comply with my wishes," said Vikram. He smirked victoriously at her rattled form. She inhaled sharply, gathering every bit of strength remaining in her and hoped against the hope that he would not demand what she had imagined. "What do you want, Sir?" "You. I want you." __________ Vikram Singhal, a ruthless and shrewd gangster, ruled the business world under the guise of a business owner and ruled the whole of Uttar Pradesh as a dictator, till he fell for the impressionable Shikha Agarwal after a chance encounter. Shikha Agarwal, an orphan raised by her elder sister, believed the world was full of beautiful roses like herself, till the thorns of those roses surface in the form of a certain Vikram Singhal. They were two different worlds which had clashed because of his obsession, but will they ever merge to create one beautiful world for themselves? *Slow burn. Not a submissive heroine.

First book in Her series ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Was I raised without love? Or was I born unloveable? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Noor Sinha She thought she would never see him again. Not that she didn't want to, but seeing him again would bring back the memories and guilt. Afterall, she was the one who left in the first place. Seeing him again, after two years as ARC Life's CEO was the last thing she expected. Now, she's certain that he hates her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fight for the happy ending you always craved for. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aarav Malhotra He wanted to see her again because he needed answers. She was his everything, until she left him without a word. He knew she was an employee. But seeing her again, after two years as his company's interior head was not what he expected. And now, that he has seen her, he would do anything to keep her with him. He will not let her go this time.

"I don't have any expectations from this marriage, nor am I looking for love," he said. "I am entering into this marriage merely to honor my promise to Sahil, for the sake of his parents and your daughter." ♡ "She will never love you the way she loved him", the harsh truth was reminded to him again. He replied, "She may never love me, and that doesn't matter to me. My love for her is boundless, enough to fill both our hearts and keep me content. Also, I don't ever want her to love me the way she loved him. Even if she gives me ten percent of that love, I'll be the happiest man alive." ♡ Anisha Mehta finds herself at a crossroads after the tragic loss of her husband. Left to raise their young daughter alone, her world turns grey, and hope seems distant. Destiny plays its tune and ties her into a marriage of convenience with Atharva Raichand, an intimidating and enigmatic billionaire with a significant secret hidden behind his ruthless and chilling exterior. As Anisha navigates the uncharted waters of a marriage born out of obligation, she begins to unravel the layers of Atharva's heart and confront her feelings. ♡ The story follows their journey as they navigate the nuances of their evolving relationship, amidst societal expectations, unexpressed emotions, and the haunting echoes of Sahil's memory. Set against a backdrop of family dynamics, emotional turmoil, and unexpected alliances, the story explores the depths of love, sacrifice, and the courage it takes to embrace a new beginning. Will Anisha and Atharva find the strength to heal each other's wounds and embark on a path of love and companionship? Or will the shadows of the past forever cloud their chance of happiness?

*Previously known as HIS POSSESSION* Hidup berdua bersama mak di kampung, cukup membahagiakan Seroja. Adanya Irwan yang tak pernah jemu mengusik, melengkapkan lagi hari-harinya. Namun, takdir hidup tidak selalunya indah. Ujian yang datang bertimpa-timpa membuatkan Seroja tidak mampu bangkit sendiri. "Seroja tak tahu apa yang patut Seroja buat sekarang, Abang Wan." - Seroja Irwan, satu-satunya tempat untuk Seroja mengadu nasib. Lelaki itu tak pernah jemu meminjamkan bahu dan telinganya kepada Seroja. "Seroja ambillah duit ni. Buat belanja kat sana nanti." - Irwan Keluar dari kampung dan berjauhan dari si emak, bukanlah satu pilihan yang Seroja mahukan. Akan tetapi, dia terdesak. Rentetan itu, Seroja cekalkan juga hati. "Maafkan Seroja ya, mak. Seroja tak ada niat nak tinggalkan mak tapi Seroja terpaksa. Abang Wan... tolong Seroja tengok-tengokkan mak ya?" - Seroja Di tempat baru, Seroja bertekad untuk bekerja keras. Dikerah tulang empat keratnya demi kelangsungan hidup. Namun, tatkala menerima perkhabaran bahawa si emak semakin tenat, Seroja jadi nanar. Terduduk memikirkan wang yang belum cukup dikumpul. Sehinggalah Zariel datang, menghulurkan tangan. "Aku boleh tolong kau... tapi ada syaratnya." - Zariel Bagi Zariel, kesempatan yang ada tak boleh dibiarkan pergi. Semakin meningkat umur, hidupnya semakin sunyi dan kosong. Apatah lagi melihat teman-temannya bahagia menjalani kehidupan bersama anak dan isteri. Lainnya Zariel, dia hanya mahukan anak untuk melengkapi hidupnya. "My offer is not free, Kirana. You have to give me something in return. Kita berdua dalam situasi yang sama. Cuma kau, perlukan duit. Dan aku... perlukan waris." - Zariel Memikirkan kesihatan mak yang kian melarat, pilihan apa lagi yang Seroja ada selain menerima? Dan Seroja terpaksa akur kalau itu syarat yang Zariel tetapkan. Demi kasihnya terhadap si emak, Seroja tiada jalan lain selain menerima tawaran Zariel itu. Start : 19/8/24 End : 4/5/25

At 26, Kiara Marshall is no stranger to sacrifice. After the tragic loss of her sister Rachel and brother-in-law Maximus Ashton, she steps into the role of CEO at Marshton Publishing and guardian of her 8-year-old niece, Mia. Balancing the demands of a prestigious company with the responsibility of raising Mia, Kiara has always prioritized her niece's safety, honoring the deathbed promise she made to her sister. To Kiara, love is a distraction, a vulnerability she can't afford. Her devotion to Mia leaves no room for romance, especially when no man seems to understand the depth of her commitment. Enter Jaxon Klein, a 30-year-old world-famous musician with a dangerous edge. As the second son of a powerful Mafia family, Jaxon enjoys the duality of a rockstar's fame while being tied to his family's underworld dealings. With millions of adoring fans, a string of publicized relationships, and scandalous headlines, Jaxon seems to be the quintessential bad boy. But beneath the surface, he craves something real, something more than the fleeting attention that comes with stardom. As their lives intertwine, they must confront the secrets they hide and the scars they bear. Can Jaxon convince Kiara that love doesn't mean sacrificing her responsibilities? And can Kiara open herself to love, knowing it could risk everything she's built for Mia? In a world where fame and family collide, will they find a love worth fighting for, or will their pasts consume them both? This story contains the following tropes:- Love at first sight Ceo/Singer Single Aunt Opposites Attract Reversed Grumpy/Sunshine Bad Boy with a Heart of Gold Hero obsessed with capital 'O' Mafia Background Damaged but Strong Heroine Note: My dearest readers, I have said this before and I will say this again. Just trust the process.