He doesn't know me. Our love never existed. I am the only one who remembered everything. When he looks at me... something breaks. If fate stole our love, how do I survive loving him alone?

"The devil's hand can hurt anyone, but not her." An abusive father. A school bully. She never had love. She never had safety. But one wrong number changed everything... A gangster who walked into her life and claimed her as his daughter! As if she had always been his! Ready to burn the world for her. He was supposed to be a monster. But for her, he became protection. Possessive. Deadly. Unconditional. And from that moment, the Devil decided she was his daughter. When the world failed her, the Devil himself chose to become her father. To the world he is the Devil with bloody hands... but for her, he is a father she never asked for! The Gangster Who Called Her Mine!🖤

'ISHQ never enters quietly, it brings its own kind of RUINATION." __________________________ A top-tier university. Dripping with secrets. Two political rivalries held together by a settlement that feels more like control than peace. A third force watches from above → silent, dangerous, untouchable. Two murders. A revenge left unfinished. A vow to destroy everything. A silent soul enters next → too pure to understand the devastation, too trapped to walk away from it. And somewhere else, a hatred preserved for years waits behind restraint, held only by morals that are beginning to fail. Three stories breathing under one roof. Three ruins moving toward each other. And in between them → ishq, arriving exactly the way it always does: with ruin already promised. ______________________________ "I realised my love the moment I lost him."

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-2 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy "𝐈-𝐈 𝐝𝐨" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own heart pounding in my chest. I kept my gaze steady as the Marriage Officiant slid the nikah papers towards me. As I lowered the pen to sign, my eyes caught a glimpse of the groom's name written boldly: ZAIN IMAD KHAN. No. This can't be true. It can't be him. But there was no time to process this shock. My fingers moved almost on their own, signing the papers before I handed them back through the flower partition that separated me from that cruel monster. I felt a numbness spreading through me as my stalker, now my husband on the other side signed, sealing our fate. And then, a voice cut through the silence like a knife. "𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐉!" My head snapped towards the entrance, and my breath caught in my throat. Who is at the other end of the partition if he is standing here? Before I could understand what was happening, a strong hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. I collided against a firm chest, inhaling a scent I had come to know all too well. My heart raced as I realized who it was-Zain Imad Khan, the man who had haunted my thoughts for weeks. Before I could utter a word, he lifted his arm, a gun gleaming in his hand. He said in a dangerous tone. "𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞" Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the room, and the monster at the entrance staggered back, clutching his chest. I stood frozen as he shielded me. The room was filled with shocked gasps, but at that moment, everything else faded away. All I could feel was the warmth of his presence, the protection in his touch, and the realization that when the best was taken away from me, destiny blessed me with the bestest-him.

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless businessman and a rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

1 in #India 12 in #arrangedmarriage "You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him. "I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin. "Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return. * Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand. But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn. As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness. #1 in chicklit #1 in forcedrelationship

She loves to save people's life, he loves to kill them mercilessly......she is the broken soul, he'll be her healer....she wants everyone to be happy, he used to snatch happiness from people's life....she used to worship her idols , he used to worship her..... when he has the most dangerous aura & she used to stay away from people like him..... " YUVRAJ ASHOK RAGHUVANSHI" & " ANANYA JOSHI", these two are the different poles of magnet.... ananya who used to live in RISHIKESH with her family... & yuvraj who was her best friend's brother & the king of udaipur..... what will happen when, she came to udaipur for her best friend's wedding, what will happen when they'll meet each other.... what destiny have for them....what will happen when his sister will know about his love for her friend, will she agree with it?? will ananya accept his love??? what will happen when a silly, bubbly girl will be someone's obessesion ??? what will yuvraj do to get his love!!! so, are you ready lovelies to witness this beautiful journey of YUVANYA..... all rights reserved by @author_yashita

Sadhana , a girl in her mid twenties is married to , Aarav , her chemistry professor . What happens when Sadhana loves him while Aarav avoids her ? . Will they reunite ? .

"Why are you just standing there?" she asked in a condescending tone. I looked at her face, trying to decipher the emotions behind her expression. There was no sadness, but something else that I couldn't quite pinpoint. "Is everything alright? Your marriage ended with your lover and began with me," I asked, hoping for some clarity. "Do you want me to cry?" she asked, nonchalantly settling herself on the bed. "No, not at all," I replied, smiling at her. Her next words caught me off guard and sent a wave of unease through me. "Strip," she commanded, a smirk playing on her lips. "What? I don't understand," I stammered, unsure if I had heard her correctly. Maybe I was experiencing some hearing problem. "Strip," she repeated, her eyes fixed on me, a mischievous glint in her gaze... Will Arjun be able to handle this whirlwind of energy, or will he decide to walk away? Join us as we discover how Arjun navigates life with this delightful and unpredictable girl