𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

# Book1 in: Al-Rashid series (Zayyan ×Aaliyah) she believes in love. he believes in possession. she dreams of a perfect, halal fairy tale romance. he owns the underworld --and now, he wants her. a devout, innocent muslim girl with dreams of a peaceful life is suddenly caught in the crosshairs of a ruthless mafia don who sees her once... and decides she'll never belong to anyone else. what happens when pure love and dark obsession collide? #1 in muslimmafia #1 in control #1 in turkishmafia #9 in businessman #4 in islamic lovestory

𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝟑𝟒 | 𝑪𝑬𝑶 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔 Operating in high-rise boardrooms and shadowed corridors alike, Rudransh commands absolute authority without raising his voice. He operates with calculated precision-dismantling rivals in silence while fiercely safeguarding his inner circle. Coldly sophisticated and impossible to read, he remains an untouchable force and an impenetrable shield for his family. 🦋 𝑨𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒍 𝟐𝟔 | 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 & 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 Beneath her warm, soft aesthetic lies a quiet, practical grit. Working toward her dream of an independent art studio, Aanya is a romantic who loses herself in books and rain-soaked afternoons-yet remains grounded enough to hold her ground with quiet grace. Her world is anchored by a tight-knit family, two steadfast friends, and an ever-supportive older brother. Rᴜᴅʀᴀɴsʜ Sɪɴɢʜ Rᴀᴛʜᴏʀᴇ X Aᴀɴʏᴀ Aɢᴀʀᴡᴀʟ When logic meets stubborn, rules break.

"𝓣𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻 , 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓲𝓮!" He is a name whispered in fear, a shadow that looms over the world's elite, a nightmare that no enemy survives. Adhirikt Singh Rathore, the undisputed king of the dark realm, rules not just the underworld but the empire of wealth and technology, standing as the richest and most powerful man in Asia. At 30, he is the epitome of brutal dominance, a force neither time nor fate dares to challenge. Emotionless. Unsmiling. Unforgiving. No one has ever seen a flicker of warmth in his cold, abyssal eyes-eyes that hold the weight of the countless souls he has destroyed. His existence is a testament to persistence, ruthlessness, and an insatiable hunger for control. The world bends before his will, trembling at his mere presence, for he does not believe in second chances. Mercy is a word that does not exist in his dictionary. Siya Shekhawat is a whisper of innocence in a world too cruel for her purity. At 21, she is the kind of girl who carries warmth in her heart, kindness in her soul, and a softness that even pain couldn't steal from her. No matter how much someone wrongs her, she never retaliates, never prays for their downfall-because her heart does not know how to hate. Even in her worst moments, when betrayal cuts her deeper than knives, she simply smiles, buries the pain, and pretends it never happened. Siya is beautiful in the way the first rain is-soft, pure, untouched by cruelty. She isn't someone you just met-she's someone you feel, someone you remember long after she's gone. Her innocence is her tragedy, her kindness her curse, but even as the world tries to break her, Siya Shekhawat chooses love over hate, silence over war, and dreams over despair. What happens when the deadly mafia falls in love with these innocent angel and she becomes his obsession!

"Mr. Raichand..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "Aditya..." he murmured, eyes burning into hers. "Say it." He pulls her close in a spin, her hair whips against his jaw, making him smirk as he tightens his hold on her waist. His palm slides slowly from the curve of her back to the side of her thigh as he guides her movements, making her shiver but forcing herself to stay composed. She swallowed, lifting her chin, meeting his gaze. Something shifted. They were no longer husband and wife bound by arrangement, but two souls locked in a storm. "Aditya.." Aaradhya whispered, her voice seductive. Aditya inhaled a sharp breath his hold tightning on her. Their steps grew sharper. Her leg hooked around his thigh in a daring cross, her slit revealing flashes of skin that made his jaw clench. His hand gripped her back, dangerously low, daring her to protest. Every turn, every press, every snap of their heels told a story anger, desire, unspoken hunger. The music built to its peak. Aditya spun Aaradhya one last time, then caught her in a deep, breathtaking dip. Her hair brushed the marble floor, her lips inches from his. The crowd erupted in applause, but they didn't hear it. Aditya pulled her upright, holding her tight, chest to chest. His lips hovered by her ear. "Mrs. Aditya Raichand," he whispered. "An arranged marriage. Two broken souls. One uncertain future." 👨‍⚖️Aditya Raichand - Once the heart of every room, a boy full of life, laughter, and love. Now? Cold. Distant. Ruthless. A man who buries kindness beneath layers of silence. He trusts no one-not even himself. 👩‍⚕️Aaradhya Malhotra - Once a lively, fearless dreamer who spoke her heart out. Now? Quiet. Guarded. Broken. Her smiles are rare, her past a wound she never talks about. Forced into an arranged marriage by their families, their worlds collide.🤵‍👰‍ They don't believe in love. They don't believe in healing. And they definitely don't believe in each other.

♡ Akshara Anand x Sanjay Singhania ♡ He stole her first kiss 💋 So, she stole his only heart ❤️ Akshara Anand never believed in drama outside of movies - until she stepped into her new college in Mumbai. Innocent and bubbly, she just wanted to focus on her internship and studies... But then he happened. Sanjay Singhania - the name that makes everyone shiver. Ruthless. Obsessive. Dangerous. A final-year student with more power than the entire college combined... and a billionaire feared by many. From the very first day, Akshara finds herself trapped in his world - a world she pretends not to recognize too well. He's ready to own her, even if she hates him for it. "From now on, you're mine. No one will touch you, claim you, or even look at you - because you're mine." But behind Sanjay's cold heart are secrets and storms that could destroy them both. And behind Akshara's innocent eyes... lies something even darker. 💔 Enemies to lovers 🔥 College romance with dark twists ⚡ Obsession. Power. Secrets. 💣 Bully x Innocent - or maybe not so innocent? #1 in bullytolover on 03/11/2025. #1 in collegestories on 09/11/2025. #1 in collegeromance on 17/12/2025. #1 in enemiestolovers on 18/12/2025. #1 in billionaire on 20/12/2025.

She walked in like a whisper-small, soft, unaware. Too naive to sense the predator watching her from the shadows. Too fragile to survive what he had planned. Ayesha Singh thought college would be her fresh start. A chance to build a future, to make her parents proud. She didn't know that from the moment her eyes met his, her future was no longer hers. Vivaan Malhotra didn't believe in fate. He believed in control. In power. In watching the light drain slowly from something pure. And she was so pure. He didn't want her love. He wanted to ruin her. To bend her until she broke. And when she did-he'd make sure he was the only one left to pick up the shattered pieces. Because once Vivaan chose a target... He never missed. And now-she was his.

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha

"𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒛𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒅𝒂𝒂𝒗 𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂, 𝑫𝒊𝒍 𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒅 𝒌𝒐 𝒌𝒉𝒐𝒚𝒂, 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒖𝒑𝒂 𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒂." ----☆☆---- To those who lose themselves in the allure of desi royal romance, Where ishq reigns supreme, pure and consuming. But as with all things, love has two faces. What unfolds when ishq turns into junoon, And junooniyat collides with the unpredictable twists of a baazii? This is for those, who crave a story of passion, intrigue, and the duality of love.This book will take you on a journey where every heartbeat is a gamble, and every glance holds a secret.