#1 | Blood Constellations [Book 2 ~ Not a standalone] They say power is seductive-but what happens when seduction itself holds the power? In the world of gold-plated thrones, whispered alliances, and endless-billion-dollar mergers inked with nothing but a glance-love is not romantic. It's strategic. Ruthless. Calculated. And no one plays the game quite like Avantika Kapoor. She's the heiress every man in Bombay wants and every woman fears-flawless in diamonds, icy in silk, and lethal in a boardroom. With a tongue sharp enough to slice steel and a mind trained to conquer empires, Avantika doesn't bend, doesn't bow, and certainly doesn't fall in love. Until Vikram Oberoi. Self-made billionaire. Corporate wolf. India's most dangerous obsession. He wasn't born into power-he bled for it. From the dirt-lined alleys of South Bombay to a penthouse throne no one could touch, Vikram is ruthless, reclusive, and intoxicatingly off-limits. He doesn't believe in love. He believes in control. But one look at Avantika, and he wants something he's never allowed himself to crave-her. When a forced engagement throws them into a war neither wanted and a marriage neither can escape, their icy hatred burns into blistering passion. But behind closed doors and champagne smiles lies a battlefield of whispered secrets, blackmail, twisted legacies, and hidden enemies who don't just want to ruin them-they want to erase them. As power collides with lust and two empires hang in the balance, Vikram and Avantika must decide: Will they destroy each other, or burn the world to build their own? Vote. Comment. Follow.❤️

𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 His hand clamped around my waist, pulling me closer until there was no air left between us. My palms trembled against the solid wall of his chest, his heartbeat cruelly steady while mine faltered, fragile, desperate. His nails dug into my skin, sharp enough to hurt, sharp enough to remind me that pain was the only vow he intended to keep. His breath fanned across my face, scorching, suffocating. Then he bent lower, lips brushing my ear, voice dark enough to carve into bone. "I'd never love you, Inaya Kabir Raghuvanshi," he murmured, my name entwined with his like a curse-one that would cling to me even after I burned into ashes. My breath hitched, trapped somewhere between denial and despair. I couldn't breathe, couldn't even remember how, and still he went on-each word slicing deeper than the last. "But I'll make sure your life becomes a living hell... where every breath you take burns like punishment, and every heartbeat you cling to begs for mercy you'll never receive." ********** Royalty ran in their blood, but what tied them together was darker than lineage. Kabir Raghuvanshi was danger wrapped in silence-the kind of man whose presence felt like a promise of ruin. Inaya Singh Shekhawat was obsession disguised as devotion-first the little girl who worshipped him like a god, now the woman who dared to challenge him like a storm. For him, she was fire in silk, the one boundary he should never cross. For her, he was both the poison and the cure, the man she would rather burn for than live without. He didn't want to love her; love was too fragile. He wanted to own the darkness in her that everyone else feared. She didn't want to be loved either-she wanted to be consumed by him, even if it meant destruction. They weren't chasing each other they were haunting each other.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 "𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ••••• "Look into my eyes and tell me you don't love me," he challenged. "I don't love you," I declare. He smiled at me, though his expression was tinged with pain, tears pooling in the depths of his eyes. "I knew it, you still love me so much." I was rendered speechless by his declaration, my efforts to conceal my emotions proving futile as he effortlessly deciphered the truth written in my eyes. "Say it, just once, that you love me, my Sweetheart. Just once, please," he pleaded. I finally surrendered, tears misting my own eyes as all rational thoughts scattered, "I love you. I never stopped loving you." "And I love you infinitely more," he declared, leaning closer towards my lips. I placed a trembling hand over his mouth, halting him in his tracks, and shook my head slowly. "We can't. It's wrong. We can't betray our partners." *** Two hearts, torn apart by the cruel hand of fate, find themselves face to face after 4 long years. Once college sweethearts, they have now transformed into business partners. People have come and gone, circumstances have shifted, choices have been made, and personalities have evolved. But, one thing remains unchanged: their undying love for each other, that consumes them day and night to finally claim each other as their own. However, the path ahead is far from simple. Bound by commitments, every move feels like a forbidden dance. Will they muster the strength to resist their burning desire or succumb to the long lost desire for each other?

(Can be read as a standalone) ˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

BOOK 2 OF BRIDE SERIES #2 in Top Ten in India ______________________________________________________ Wafa Mittal had a perfect life-a career she loved as a gynecologist, dreams she nurtured, and a heart that believed in simplicity. But everything turned upside down the day she collided with Ehsaan Agnihotri, a mysterious hacker with a sharp mind and an even sharper tongue. Their first meeting? A disaster. Their banter? Relentless. Their hatred? Instant. From the very beginning, they were sworn enemies, challenging each other at every turn. But when fate cruelly tied them together in a marriage neither of them wanted, their war only intensified. She had someone else in her heart. He, too, longed for a love that existed only through a screen. But as much as they resisted, something dangerous began to bloom between them-something neither could afford to feel. Every argument made them stronger. Every challenge brought them closer. And when the truth unraveled, it shattered everything. With their paths diverging, will they hold on to their past loves, or will they surrender to the connection they never saw coming? A fiery enemies-to-lovers, forced marriage romance filled with playful rivalry, slow-burning desire, and unexpected fate.

˙⋆✮ 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔? ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ She loved him with a purity that could have saved him- if he wanted to be saved. But he didn't. Every smile she gave him pulled him deeper. Every touch carved her into his skin. What began as care turned into a hunger he couldn't tame, an obsession he didn't want to cure. She didn't know the truth. She didn't see the way he watched her, followed her, planned how to keep her. Because he wasn't afraid of losing control. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯... 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵.

The most powerful families of Rajasthan, The Almighty 3. Among them the most powerful , The Suryavanshi Family. No.1 in everything . Vivaan Suryavanshi, the heir of Suryavanshi Empire and the Kuwar sa of Rajasthan. The most Eligible Bachelor. Don't go on his looks, he is the devil himself , he don't like the ones who betray him .Have Anger issues. Anshita Singhania , a psychologist. The daughter of Naresh Singhania and Rajni Singhania. She have a 4 years younger brother , Daksh Singhania , a boy who wants to be a Astronomer. The 3rd most powerful family of Rajasthan. What will happen when Anshita become Vivaan's Unwanted bride? A unwanted marriage . Where will destiny lead these two souls? Join this Saga A Indian Rajasthani Love Story. Duet - 1 of Replaced Bride duology Started: 23 September 2023 Ended : 21 October 2023

He has a plan. A plan built to tear a man's life apart - vein by vein, breath by breath. From that cursed day, all he's ever wanted was to ruin him beyond recognition. But death? Death is silence. Death is peace. And peace is mercy. He's not here to be merciful. To reach him, he will use his sister - make her the path, the bait, the weapon with no way back. He will step into her life out of nowhere, on a night so black the stars choke on their own light, and twist it until it screams. She will let him - at first. She will let him ruin her. Until she belongs to no one. Until she can't even belong to him. And that's where everything starts to burn. Because somewhere between the threats and the ruin, between the lies and the blood - something far more dangerous takes root. A love that tastes like vengeance. A love that kills as much as it keeps alive. A love that is both a weapon and a wound. Because yes, it's a tale of revenge. Revenge that will scar souls, ruin innocence, destroy lives, and expose secrets that will shatter their existence. She's not weak. She's not fragile. But she will scream. She will cry. She will bleed. He is strong. He is unbreakable. But he will shatter. He will fall. He will break. Because again, it's a tale of revenge. And of a love that will burn them to ash. But one question cuts deeper than all the rest - Revenge, but whose?

In which a girl learns how to fight against her demons and the boy who fails to understand her

Two wandering stars colliding, suddenly hitched into the same orbit, bound for eternity. THE SINGHANIA SAGA Book-1 (A standalone) ༻❁༺ I didn't ask for a husband. He didn't want a wife. When I was pushed into an arranged marriage with Vihaan Singhania, who made it very clear he wanted to do nothing with me, I swore, I'd survive it. Keep my head high. And my heart out of it. Except staying out of his way was impossible when he was everywhere. At my midnight dinners. In my bedroom. In my head. Our deal was simple: no love, no feelings, no strings. But the closer I got to him, the more dangerous it became. Because in this game of power and pretense, someone would break. And I was terrified it was going to be me. ༻❁༺