𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 34 × 22 She sit in horror,eyes flicking between his face and the weapon in his hand, then to her weeping family.Time seemed to stop. The priest.The guests.The walls.They all vanished.There was only Vikram and the cage he'd made for her. "You see, jaan "he murmured darkly"fate has brought us together And now,we are going to seal it..with marriage." Aradhya shook her head, voice shaking. "Please, sir..don't do this.I don't want to marry you.I'll never love you.Just leave me.." He smiled,that cold, monstrous smile."You don't have a choice.You bumped into me during the mehndi.And tradition demands we marry." "That's not a real tradition,"she whispered through her tears."You're just using it to control me." "perhaps "Vikram replied smoothly his voices calm but his his eyes flashing anger.."But it doesn't matter. You'll marry me.And that's final." The mangalsutra was next.Its gold chain and shiny diamond rested against her neck like a shackle.Her breath hitched.And then,the final blow vermilion.He smeared it across her hairline,sealing her fate with him in most brutal way ever. Vikram's eyes gleamed with victorious fire as he leaned close,his fingers tightening on her waist. "Now , you are mine.."he whispered "And no one can take you away from me." Aradhya's eyes flared."You'll regret this," she hissed."I won't be your prisoner forever." Vikram only chuckled. "I'm counting on it " he whispered "You'll learn to love me Aradhya one way or another.This is our destiny." "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞..𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬."

BOOK 1 IN DARK OBSESSION SERIES AYANSH × AVNI 𝕴𝖓 𝖆 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘, 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖓. "I loved you enough to shatter for you... and you did it.....only now I'm the one shatter beyond repair. This alliance was never love for you... it was always deceptive." 🗣️Someone who believes in love~💞

"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.

Story of a Rivalry of two political families, who fighting for rule. One rules over the more than half of the state and other own the power. But between their rivalry the one who is suffering is the daughters of the most richest family of the state. Shekhawat is one the most rich family across the state. There was a time when they hold the power and money both. But right now their power is diminished and money is vacant. They are drowing in debt. Rathore is a most powerful royal family in the state, who are ruling more than half of state currently. They are one of the most respected and elite family among royals. They have their own army of goons which has been hide for the commoners. People see them as public servants but no one knows the reality behind the mask. Thakur is the one of the most powerful family but rule is not in their control. They struggling to get in rule. They do have their army but difference is people know abou it. Everyone knows how evil and dark this family is. But Thakur's can do nothing untill they get in rule. This is series of 'War of Love and Rivalry'. The struggle of two sisters who fate got tied to two men. One's has no option to accept her fate and second's fate has betrayed her. Two men who belongs to different family but their goel is same is to defeat one another in this war.

#1 in His Tainted Series Amaira Rathore, the radiant 18-year-old princess of Madhavgargh, has always been the picture of grace and ambition. Driven by dreams of making her mark in the corporate world, she never expected her perfect life to unravel when Reyansh Rajvansh, her brother's best friend and the man who held her heart, walked away from her without a word. Reyansh, the 24-year-old heir to Suryangargh's royal family, has always worn a mask of confidence, but the weight of his painful decision to leave Amaira behind haunts him every day. What began as a forbidden love between them was shattered by circumstances neither of them could control. Six years later, fate has a different plan for them. Amaira, now the powerful CEO of her self made industry, and Reyansh, the CEO of Rajvansh Industries, are forced to confront the past when they meet again. Their chemistry is undeniable, and the old sparks between them flare up with an intensity neither can resist. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── One night, in a heated moment, their pent-up desire explodes. Their bodies come together in a storm of passion, an electrifying mixture of love and longing. But as their hands explore, and their lips meet in a searing kiss, the question remains-can their hearts truly heal after all the years of heartbreak, or is this a fiery distraction from the truth they both need to face? ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Will Amaira find the strength to forgive the man who broke her heart, or will the memories of their past forever stand between them? Can Reyansh prove that love, once lost, is worth the fight? Join Amaira and Reyansh in their journey of "Love, Heartbreak, and Redemption"-a steamy, intense, and emotional ride where passion and forgiveness collide, leaving you breathless and yearning for more. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── *Tropes* Brother's Best Friend Age gap Sunshine x Sunshine Protector Forbidden Love Desi Romance Royal Romance Slow burn

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-:𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃:- -This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"