The sin series - Book #2 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 He was raised in blood, Built by betrayal and silence. A Bratva heir who trusted power more than people, And love was the one thing he never believed in. She entered his world through an arranged marriage, A girl full of warmth, faith, and life. He spoke Russian. She spoke English. Yet somewhere between broken words, lingering stares, and quiet care, Two completely different worlds began to understand each other. What started as distance, Slowly became attachment. And then... love. But love was never meant to stay untouched in a world ruled by blood. One lie separated them. One enemy destroyed everything. She left carrying his unborn child, While he disappeared into darkness for years. Now after fifteen years, fate brings them back together again But not everything returns the same. Their son, Carries his blood, his eyes, his silence... But not his name in his heart. He talks to everyone except him. Laughs with others, listens to others, Yet treats Ilya like a stranger standing inside his own home. A father who lost fifteen years. A son who grew up without one. And between them stands Aarvi Still the only person capable of softening the monster the world fears. In a world of mafia wars, revenge, family, and second chances, Can broken bloodlines learn to become a family again? 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐀 × 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐈⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ ⋆.˚✮ 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 ✮˚.⋆ Start - 8/6/2026 End -

𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐗 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐉 [𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘] Devyani, 24 years old with curly long hair with dusky skin tone, at the young age she lost her mother and to survive in the cruel society she disguise herself as man and serve the kingdom as knight Adhiraj, the first prince of the kingdom rajgarh who only cares about the throne, he's cold, distance and dangerous everything devyani should stay away from What will happen when the force proximity bring them together??

⋆ּ ֶָ֢.𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮?࣪ ִֶָ☾ Intoxication isn't always physical; sometimes, it's emotional. And the intoxication that woman brings is so fucking addictive that even the demons inside me fall silent whenever her existence so much as brushes against mine. - 𝒵𝒶𝓎𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓀 Terror is something I never felt, except that one time when that motherfucker entered my life like Shani. Till now, Ahvi Rana used to make others fear; now, it's him whom Ahvi Rana has started to fear. It's terrible. - 𝒜𝒽𝓋𝒾 𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒶

"𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?" She screamed, shaking in her bridal attire, while aiming the gun at him. But he didn't answer, he just stepped closer until he was facing her. "𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦" she repeated, this time louder "And how dare you bring me here?" His gaze didn't waver, spitting out nothing more than a half-answer "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi" Her breath hitched. "Did you hear me?" his voice dropped, cold and precise. "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi hoon main" For a second, everything felt still but suddenly he reached for the gun and before she could react, he grabbed front of the gun...and pressed it against his own head. Her eyes widened. "What ar..are you doing-" "Go on" he cut her off, staring straight into her eyes. "Chalao goli" ------------------------------------------------------ "Why do you look at me like that?" she whispered, fingers trembling in her lap. He didn't blink. "Like what?" "Like I belong to you" He stepped closer, his voice low...steady..almost gentle. "You do" "I'm not something you can own." "I know." His thumb brushed her cheek, slow enough to make her shiver. "and that's what makes it interesting..is not it? because loving you normally was never an option for someone like me." [𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨, where this 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝙧𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝙤𝒏𝒂𝙡 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝙣𝒔𝙞𝒕𝙮, leaving you shaken, breathless...and caught in a connection where one heart had already surrendered, while the other only knew how to fight it, until even denial started to feel dangerously fragile]

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ sᴏᴜʟ ᴋɴᴇᴇʟs-ғᴏʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ғᴏʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴏʀ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴀɪɴ. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑩𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒐 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 - 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 *𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑵 𝑶𝑵 𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑬.* A riveting love story unfolds as the controversial fashion model mistakenly kidnaps the girl who even the devil will hesitate to touch, ultimately leading to an unexpected ROMANCE. ━━━━━━━━━━━━ "𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍," 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑, 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆. "𝑺𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕." - NEVIAN RAICHAND

He wears discipline like a second skin. She carries quiet defiance in her eyes. Aryavardhan Singh Rathore, a Wing Commander, lives by control. Vritika Roy, a neurosurgeon, lives by restraint. They clash the moment they meet. He dislikes her calm. She resents his authority. So he watches her-not out of interest, but instinct. Observation becomes habit. Habit becomes something far more dangerous. He doesn't chase. He doesn't confess. He positions himself where her world slowly starts to close in. Because some men don't fall in love. They decide. Vritika realizes too late that being seen by him was never harmless. It was the beginning of possession. This is not a gentle love story. It is a slow burn of obsession, dominance, and forbidden desire- where hatred turns into hunger, and walking away was never an option. Enter only if you're ready for a romance that doesn't ask. It claims.

**New Story** 🖤 Tropes ❤️ Mafia Queen × Innocent Boy 🖤 Female Obsession 💔 Forced Marriage 🥀 He Hates Her • She Loves Him 🩸 When He Finally Loves Her... She Already Hates Him 😭 Angst & Heartbreak 🔥 Slow Burn ⚔️ Betrayal ✨ "Too Late" Romance

One minute, you're a caffeine-addicted accountant dying at your desk-the next, you're a "wrinkled bean" in the arms of a literal nightmare. When Han Seol-ah reincarnates as Princess Lyra, she finds herself in the Rozar Empire, ruled by her new father, Emperor Alaric-a man known as the "Demon of the North" who considers her a "defective" disappointment because she isn't a warrior son. In a world where the wrong cry could lead to a dungeon, Lyra realizes her new life is a high-stakes survival game. Armed with 24 years of modern wit and the power of "extreme cuteness," Lyra begins a mission to tame the most feared man on the continent. From stopping national executions with a well-timed nap to accidentally solving debt crises with 21st-century bookkeeping, she slowly turns a cold fortress into a home. But as her unique "Sunlight Magic" awakens, Lyra discovers she wasn't just reborn by chance. She is the only one who can break a centuries-old curse of loneliness. Can a former office worker handle an overprotective tyrant dad, a melancholy prince, and a kingdom that now runs on fried chicken? The Demon has been conquered. The office worker is finally home. Let the "Royal Siesta" begin. Note: This story is only focused on Father and daughter relationship

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝓢𝓪𝓪𝓻𝓲 𝓭𝓾𝓷𝓲𝔂𝓪 𝓼𝓮 𝓳𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓲 𝓪𝓪𝔂𝓲 𝓱𝓾 𝓲𝓭𝓱𝓪𝓻... 𝓣𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓻𝓲... 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓴𝔂𝓪 𝓪𝓼𝓪𝓻... 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 Advait Singh Rathore. At twenty-four, he is everything the world respects- disciplined, brilliant... untouchable. A Secret Agent who doesn't just solve cases- he plays with them. He smiles easily. Laughs like nothing ever touched him. Sunshine in human form. But chaos? It lives in his bones. Because behind that charm... is a man who knows exactly when to strike- and how to burn everything down. Hiding a dreadful past, all he ever wanted- was peace. ❥ Niharika Pratap Rajput. Princess of Udaipur. Thirty-two. Elegance wrapped in authority. Terror wrapped in silk. To the world, a businesswoman. To the underworld- The Black Mask. Ruthless. Calculated. Untouchable. Power is her truth. Control is her language. Until... him. She doesn't fall in love. She fixates. She claims. She owns. And she wants Advait Singh Rathore. But he refuses. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞." For the first time- something slips out of her control. And that becomes obsession. Where she is silence, he is calm before destruction. She breaks people-he dismantles them with a smile. She is danger wrapped in obsession. He is pain disguised as chaos. And somewhere between resistance and ruin... something shifts. "𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞..." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐞.." For the first time, The Black Mask risks everything- her empire, her power, her control- for a man who wants nothing to do with her world. But love like this was never meant to survive.