⭒❃.✮:▹"𝓞𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓼."◃:✮.❃⭒ Shivendra Rathore, a 26-year-old man, has just returned to his birthplace in Rajasthan after living for years in Mumbai. Despite his family owning a large business corporation, Shivendra carved his own path, launching a successful company of his own. By the age of 25, he was crowned the undisputed king of the Indian mafia underworld. Aryavi, 23 year old girl, grew up in an orphanage alongside her younger sister. Without a surname, she remains no less remarkable. A radiant beam of sunshine yet cunning, Aryavi is fiercely protective of her sister, her only family. Now in her first year of LL.B. She dreams of becoming a criminal lawyer to fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. Yet she carries a secret, no one knows. Once inseparable childhood best friends, life's responsibilities pulled them apart. Shivendra chasing his ambitions in Mumbai and Aryavi staying in Delhi to continue her studies. Years later, fate brings them back to Rajasthan at the same time, but with an unexpected twist, they are bound by an arranged marriage. Once best friends, now strangers, the distance between them is wide but in that very strangeness, a pure and true love begins to blossom. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Their love was like infinity without beginning or end, endless and unchanging, a timeless force that no obstacle could diminish, forever binding their souls across time and space. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Tropes - CEO × Lawyer Middle Child × Eldest Child Mafia King × Secret Identity Arranged Marriage Childhood Sweethearts Royal Romance He Fell first and She Fell harder. Power Couple Energy Marriage of Convenience

SEVEN YEARS TOO LATE Sometimes love doesn't come late. It comes back when both hearts are already scarred. At nineteen, Aarohi loved Devansh with the kind of bravery only youth allows. At twenty, she was rejected - without explanation. At twenty-one, she left the country, believing silence meant she was never chosen. Seven years later, she returns - successful, independent, guarded. And her family asks her to marry the same man who once broke her heart. Devansh Patel is no longer the boy who walked away. He is a powerful CEO, disciplined, controlled, and dangerously quiet - a man who built an empire on sacrifice, restraint, and a love he never spoke of. They marry without answers. They live together with unspoken history. They fall in love again - slowly, silently, desperately. Until the truth comes out. What follows is not gentle. It is a reckoning. And then - slowly, painfully, beautifully - love becomes the greatest thing either of them never saw coming. Because some love stories don't begin with a confession... They begin when the truth finally refuses to stay buried. And some loves simply wait - for the right moment, the right truth, the right person - until waiting itself becomes the most profound proof that it was always, only, ever meant to be. ―――――――――― This is a love-after-marriage romance filled with: ❖ slow burn & second chances ❖ arranged marriage & forced proximity ❖ intense emotional connection ❖ jealousy, possessiveness & devotion ❖ power couple energy ❖ family drama, banter & warmth ❖ a man who loved in silence ❖ a woman who becomes his calm He rejected her to protect her future. She survived thinking she was never loved. Now marriage demands the truth. Seven years too late. Mature content. All rights reserved © Fanatic Storyteller No

SEQUEL VRISHIKA - all grown up 22 years old a CEO of of a multi dollar company live with her 6 overprotective brothers who lover dearly Zade russo - age 30 meet you in the story

𝘼 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 Tanushree - calm, warm, a trembling soul who owns a small bouquet shop and counts numbers whenever fear grips her heart ...is pushed into a marriage she never imagined. She walks into his world as an ᴜɴᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʀɪᴅᴇ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ. Vansh Malhotra - lives alone in a dark penthouse that feels more like a jungle than a home. He hates humans, avoids emotions, and surrounds himself only with wild creatures and strict routines. My chest tightened. Something inside me cracked quietly. I nodded. He wasn't done. "One more thing." His voice was low. Dangerous. "Make yourself dead when I'm home." I froze. "Is it clear?" My throat burned. I nodded again. Yes. Clear. I didn't cry loudly. I didn't scream. I just... sat there. Counting. One... two... three... four... My only way to stay sane. She thought he would love her and care for her like other husbands. But her thoughts turned into fear when she spent her wedding night outside the penthouse in the freezing cold, with not a single human around, whispering to herself that he might open the gate for her. And the man who warned her to "disappear" starts noticing the one presence he can't ignore. In a marriage built on conditions, distance, and unspoken threats... something strange begins to grow. Will Vansh accept a new human in his world? Or will Tanushree disappear trying to survive in it? ‼️ Continue only if you are comfortable with such stories. This is not for soft-hearted people. It contains mature content and mentions of blood. --------------------------------------- hope you like my story Authormaya add

He shut every door of hope for her... only to become the last door she could knock on. Kanak Agarwal, an Indian Army Captain, is accused of betraying her country, an accusation that costs the nation its finest officer, Captain Shashwat Rajvansh. Hated and misunderstood since childhood, judged by everyone she ever met, Kanak still chose to rise, and to prove herself. Now, trapped under the weight of humiliation and false accusations, she struggles to keep herself from drowning. Just when she tries to surface, there is a hand that pushes her back into the depths... Vihaan Mittal, a reputed lawyer chosen to fight the case against her. Having recently faced the brutal truth about his own father, Vihaan's faith in human nature has shattered completely. Regretting the mistake of trusting his father once again, he vows never to trust a snake twice. To him, people do not change, they only learn how to hide better. Vihaan feels foolish for ever believing in redemption. And when he watches his brother drown in guilt after losing his best friend, Vihaan decides to deliver justice.

He committed the sin. She became the consequence. Dr. Ekalavya Raivansh is a man of control-flawless reputation, steady hands... and a past no one dares to uncover. Anaya Verdan married him for his mother, never knowing the truth tied to him... a truth that would destroy everything she believed. Their marriage was never meant to be love. Just unspoken boundaries, forced distance, and a silence that suffocated them both. "Haq hai tumpe...pati hu tumhari." "Dr. Raivansh... haq unpar jataya jata hai jo apna ho." "Aur main toh sirf aapki zimmedari hoon... hai na?" "Biwi ho tum meri!" "Toh do mahine tak iss 'biwi' ki yaad nahi aayi?" But the cracks in their fragile arrangement run deeper than either of them know. Until the day she finds the file. A date. A night. A name at the bottom. The same night that destroyed her life. Because some truths don't just break you-they ruin you. And suddenly, the man who holds her when she can't sleep... is the reason she couldn't sleep for eleven years. His sin. Her heartbreak. Their ruin.

[𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧] The Rathores were born to rule... and they did. For decades, the Rathore family had been respected and feared across Rajasthan. After waiting for four generations, the family was finally blessed with a miracle - a baby girl. Loved endlessly, pampered beyond limits, and spoiled like true royalty, she became the heart of the Rathore family. But every family hides secrets... doesn't it? The Rathores have theirs too. Born to someone else. Raised by someone else. Step into the world of the Rathores, where love, power, and hidden truths are deeply buried behind their royal name.

𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 - his massive admiration ╰┈➤ EKANSH SINGH RANAWAT [27] king of udaipur and ruthless underworld mafia leader. I have seen admiration all my life. Women don't look at me - they look at the crown. At the Ranawat name. At the legacy I carry on my shoulders. They fall for the title. For the power. For the Raj gaddi. But the day I saw her everything changed. Ananya Aradhya Singhania. She didn't look at me like I was a throne to sit on. She looked at me like I was just a man. No greed in her eyes. No calculation. No hunger for status. Just calm. Just grace. Just something untouched by this fake world. She doesn't try to impress me. Maybe that's why I lost. This isn't attraction. This isn't ego. This is love. For the first time in my life, I don't want to conquer. I want to protect. And I swear on my life- my only aim now is to stand between her and every storm. If loving her means becoming softer, then I'll become softer. ╰┈➤ ANANYA ARADHYA SINGHANIA [22] University student ,princess of jaipur I hate royal blood. People think royalty means grace and power. I think-it means [secrets and betrayal]. I was just 10 when my mother died. after 1 year , my father married to my mother 's assistant. Everyone called it fate. I call it murder. At twelve, I left for boarding school- away from Jaipur, away from marble walls that felt like cages. In this world, I only care about two people: my brother, the present King of Jaipur - the only exception - and my best friend, Meera Mehra The rest of the royal world? Keep it away from me. Especially him. Ekansh Singh Ranawat. He roams around me like some bhatakti aatma. What does he think - that he's some king or something? Well... technically he is. But that doesn't impress me. Royal blood is dangerous. And I promised myself I'd never let it rule my heart. No crown is worth my peace. No king is worth my trust.

𝐒𝐡𝐡𝐡...𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐚 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦...