✨ The world sees the Singhanias as perfect... Royal family - dripping with power, wrapped in grace, cloaked in legacy. Their mansion sparkles. Their name commands respect. Their smiles? Flawless. But if you press your ear against the grand iron gates of their estate... If you listen closely... You'll hear silence. The kind of silence that screams. --- 💀 Lakshya Singhania - Mafia King. Business Emperor. Cold as steel. Emotionless. Unshakable. Power wasn't his desire - it was his defense. He spoke little, but when he speak, the world fell silent. Feared by many. Obeyed by all. Because power? It meant control - control over hearts, over fates, over pain. And control was the only thing that never left him. He didn't believe in love. He didn't believe in family. He believed in deals. Silence. Shadows. Until she came. --- 🌸 Sneha - Cheerful. Mysterious. Full of light. Behind that sweet smile hides a fierce, unstoppable soul. She walks into the Singhania Mansion not just as his wife... but as a storm in disguise. A girl who laughs like sunshine but carries secrets deeper than night. A girl who dares to touch the one man no one could ever reach. Can her warmth melt the ice in Lakshya's heart? Can her love heal a family torn apart by silence? Or will the shadows of the past devour them both before love has a chance to bloom? --- 💔✨ "Not every palace is a home. Not every king has a heart. But sometimes... only one person presence can change everything." ---

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

❝Bhoot pisach nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?

𝙆𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙫𝙞 𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙡 𝘼𝙝𝙪𝙟𝙖 was a beautiful and headstrong 22-year-old girl. Having lost her mother at a young age made her a very closed-off girl. She was single-handedly raised by her father. Despite belonging to a well-off background, she valued every little thing in her life. A hardworking girl who dreamt of becoming an architect just like her father. She had successfully pursued architecture at one of the top colleges in New York. She was a firm believer in her roots, and culture and always found her solace in her Shree Krishna Ji. 𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙠 𝘼𝙝𝙪𝙟𝙖 was a 29-year-old man. He was successfully running his father's construction business that he took over right after receiving his master's degree. The death of his father left a void in his heart. He was in love with Shanaya Rajput or so he thought he was. Kashvi wholeheartedly gives in to her father's dying wish and gets married to a handsome, not-so-stranger. This handsome not-so-stranger was none other than Advik. With a clean heart, she steps into the holy bond called marriage to make it work only to find out something that completely leaves her shattered. Could Advik stop his wife from leaving with their unborn child? Was he too late? Would Kashvi ever forgive Advik for his betrayal? Would Kashvi ever believe Advik? Join the tale of Advik and Kashvi as they discover their feelings and encounter the hurdles that life throws their way. ****************************** Cover credits: ukiyoshrub Aesthetics credits: Shvavaneek15

CINDERELLA BRIDES #1 (STAND ALONE NOVEL) "Why do you care?" He asked with a sardonic chuckle, making me wince. "Why do I care? How can you ask that? Why shouldn't I care? Are you that blind, Aryamann? Don't you see that I am falling for you?" I asked, looking straight into his eyes with my heart in my eyes. I am not going to hide my feelings anymore. I simply can't. He let out another humourless chuckle. "Falling for me?" He asked with an edge to his voice. "You are not falling for me, Bhumi. You are simply falling for the luxurious life you are living now. You are falling for the money I have." He said in a cold tone and I felt numb all over. "Is that what you think of me, Aryamann? After all this time spent together, is that what you think about me?" I asked, my voice breaking with every word I utter. How could he even think of me like that? "You agreed to this for money, Bhumi. All this pretence is for money. You are nothing but a gold digger," he said and I felt something break inside me. Is this what you call a heartbreak? **** Bhumika Basu is a happy go lucky girl. Though she has faced so much in her past, she faces the world with a bright smile on her face. She might be poor when it comes to finance, but she is very very rich when it comes to matters of the heart. Aryamann Mehrotra is a billionaire playboy. He is wary of emotional entanglements after a bitter past. But circumstances demand he take a wife. What better way than to hire a bride. So that's exactly what he did. He hired Bhumika Basu, who was in need of money, as his bride. It was only a matter of time before the pretence started feeling all too real. Hop in to see how the total opposites fall in love with each other. ⚠️SAMPLE ONLY⚠️

He was 23, and she was 18. They stood together in the registry office, ready to sign the papers that would officially make them husband and wife. It was a secret marriage-only his friend and his girlfriend knew about it. He signed first, then handed her the pen with a smile, but her heart raced as doubt and insecurity clouded her thoughts. Was this the right decision? What if his father found out about the marriage? Would his family accept an orphan and a maid like her as a daughter-in-law? What if, after fulfilling his desires, he grew tired of her and abandoned her? She had no one to stand up for her, no one to turn to if things went wrong. Was it true love, or was he simply lusting after her? Why would a billionaire's son want her? He could have anyone-maybe even a movie star-but he chose her. Why? Despite her fears, her love for him was genuine. Slowly, she lifted her gaze to meet his, her insecurities weighing heavy on her heart. He took her hand in his, offering a gentle squeeze, then motioned for her to sign the papers. With a quiet nod, she did. His friends clapped and congratulated the couple, each one signing as a witness on the papers. Now, legally, they were husband and wife. But to the outside world, she was nothing more than a maid in his house.

Nikita Joshi: A 20 year old 3rd year CS student studying at University of Bournbrooke, India. She's transferred here due to her merits and does not wish to get distracted by anything. Mayukh Roy: A 21 year old 3rd year CS student. Topper, extremely smart and a heartthrob in the university. The grandson of the founder of the University, he's got the power and money. Love, when it hits, hits him hard, but he doesn't believe it's something for him. But then, his eyes meet hers. When he sees her, his eyes are fixed on her, and he always gets what he wants. But her, her determination is loud. When she decides, it's done. What will happen when two determined people collide? Can Mayukh make her his? Or does Nikita's determination to stay away from guys win? Rich Boy x Middle Class Girl Topper x Topper Popular Boy x Quiet Girl Possessive ML Touch her and die College Romance Cute and Cliché 🏅#1 in India 🏅#1 in wattpadindia 🏅#4 in College 🏅 #2 in loveatfirstsight

[Edited • Completed • Revised] When twenty four years old software engineer, Shree Jaisingh is proposed to marry an equally talented, young and fortunate, multi-millionaire of the year, Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan, she doesn't think twice and nods her head in a yes, allowing their families to fast forward the wedding preps. The handsome heartthrob is best for her. Or, so her family tells her. Even though monogamy is a tough call, she takes the leap of faith and puts on a bridal dress, ready to walk down the aisle. Only to find the man they call 'perfect' has more secrets than he bothers to tell. Abhimanyu is a cold, dangerous businessman who has reasons behind everything. Will he make her regret her decision or will he really prove out, as they call him, the best match?

Her life was mess! GETTING KIDNAPPED, ABUSED, RAPED, MANIPULATED... SHE LOST HER OLD SELF SOMEWHERE IN THOSE TWO MONTHS OF HER CAPTIVE.. When she was finally free.. her doomed fate still didn't left her.. her papa left her to fight alone in this cruel world.. while Ronit.. ' this all happened because of HIM! HE ruined me! I will ruin HIM!' Her journey to seek revenge started but where would it lead her too? could anyone save her from her own monsters? or she have to fight it all alone? was she aware of surprises waiting for her? ................ Read [ When Life Is Darker Than Black] before checking out this story to understand better. THIS STORY IS PART 2 OF WLIDTB. THIS STORY MAY INCLUDE MATURE THEMES, CURSING, BLOOD! ..............