She is the radiant and free-spirited princess of Malwa-beautiful, bubbly, and blissfully unaware of the haunting truths buried in her past. Since childhood, she has been bound to a royal alliance with the prince of Madhya Pradesh-a commitment inked by fate, not by choice. He is the merciless King of Rajasthan-CEO by day, mafia lord by night. Ruthless, inhuman, and feared across the nation, he commands the underworld syndicate known as the Black Domain, where he's worshipped and dreaded as The Beast in Human Form. With a wicked smile, he slaughters like it's a sport-death means nothing to him. But what happens when fate dares to intertwine their worlds? What unfolds when two cold-blooded beasts cross paths... for one delicate, untouchable beauty? She flinches at the thought of crushing an ant. He slaughters men like they're insects beneath his boots. Their contrast is more than striking-it's cataclysmic. She is dawn. He is dusk. She is the warmth of spring. He is the chill of winter. She breathes life. He brings death. She is softness wrapped in silk, the only calm that can silence the storm in him. He is steel cloaked in shadows, a living fortress of pain and vengeance. And yet... she is the only one who dares to step into his darkness. The only one who can shatter the walls he built to cage his own heart. ꧁༺༻꧂★᭄ꦿ᭄ꦿ Tropes : - Villian in love - touch her and die - mafia romance - slow burn - she fell first but he fell harder - forced proximity - Mafia x Fashion designer - Grumpy x sunshine

[ Countryside Girl X Billionaire Architect ] Welcome to the story of Naksh Singhania and Roop Bagchi. He ruled his world with dominance, yet beneath that steel lay a heart that guarded fiercely, that loved with intensity. She carried innocence in her eyes, silence in her voice, yet a strength in her soul waiting to rise. Where he was the storm, she became the calm. Where she was the light, he became the shield. And together, they weren't just surviving, they were rewriting what it meant to be a bride, a protector, and a sovereign soul.

In a world where school corridors echo with giggles, secrets, and silent prayers, four love stories bloom-each inspired by the divine tales of Radha-Krishna, Shiv-Parvati, Ram-Sita, and Laxman-Urmila. From mischievous teasing to soulful longing, from silent stares to chaotic confessions-this is a journey of young hearts discovering love that feels written by fate itself. Some love begins with a glance, Some with prayers, And some... wait silently for years. Welcome to a story where devotion meets destiny, and teenage love feels nothing less than divine. Saiyaan is not just a romance-it's a soulful journey of devotion, longing, and timeless love.

"If I find out that you've been daydreaming about another man, I'll take you right then and there in front of him" Two women chasing peace. Two men willing to burn the world for them. Between justice and obsession, love finds its way. Each heart in this story breaks the rules. Each one... an Illegal Heart.

Oberoi Bahu This isn't just a story of three weddings... It's not just about love, romance, or relationships. It's the journey of three women who didn't just marry into the Oberoi empire- They transformed it. They fought battles with silence, turned pain into power, And redefined what it means to be a bahu. They were questioned, tested, and judged. But they didn't break-they rose. In the glittering world of riches and reputation, where power often overshadows emotion, these three women didn't just survive... They ruled. "Oberoi Bahu" is a gripping story of love, betrayal, strength, and silent rebellion. Of women who made their place-not just in a family, but in the hearts of every reader who believes that being a wife or daughter-in-law is not a weakness... but a power. "Get ready to be captivated by the 'Oberoi Bahu's💫✨ Read my latest story, 'OBEROI BAHU'S on Wattpad now! #Wattpad #NewStory #Romance #SelfDiscovery #Empowerment"

❝𝐀𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅.... 𝐀𝐚𝐩 𝐡𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢, 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐚𝐩 𝐡𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢❞ ( With you, even chaos itself is devotion, Chand... You push me beyond limits, yet anchor me in the same breath. ) _____________________________________________________ What happens when a mischievous storm collides with a force even calmer, yet more dangerous than the tempest itself...? Can hearts survive the pull of what they cannot resist...? Vaani Sharma ~ a fiercely stubborn, reckless, unpredictable, a storm in her own right. Forced into a marriage she believed would cage her spirit forever, she vowed to turn her husband's calm world upside down. Avyansh singh Rathore ~ the opposite of everything she embodied - composed, untouchable, disciplined, and maddeningly unshaken. To him, marriage was purpose. And to her, it was rebellion. It is a marriage born of force, but becomes a battlefield of hearts, a collision of souls... and ultimately, a bond that neither could resist, yet neither expected to survive. This is a story of two forces - one loud, one silent - colliding, clashing, and ultimately finding a rhythm that could either destroy them or bind them forever. ˙⁠❥⁠˙[ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 ~ 𝐢𝐧 "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ] ˙⁠❥⁠˙ 𝐀𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐜𝐨𝐦. ( Standalone) ✨Trops - ♡ Forced marriage ♡ Enemies to lovers ♡ Royal Romcom ♡ possessive ML ♡ Stubborn FL ♡ Childhood connection ♡ Soft romance ♡ Slow burn

The combination of fuel and fire is dangerous❤️‍🔥, everyone knows this but when two people become each other's fuel and fire💋, then either they burn themselves or burn anyone who comes between them...✨ And in this story, there is our fire, Samarth Singh Rathore, the king of Jodhpur, the best businessman of India, who is just like a devil, he has no place for anyone in his heart except his family, cold, grumpy, rude - all these are very small words, for him he is a devil, a devil. And our fuel is Siya Thakur, the only sister of India's biggest mafia, whom everyone also calls the princess of death, her favorite work is to send bad people straight to hell. Try to hurt their close ones and go straight to hell. To see how this fuel and fire combination will be, read below.🎀

Book 2 of Cricket Romance Series. 🎀 A charming, famous cricketer is adored by fans for his talent and charisma, but off the field, he is surprisingly humble and playful. An ordinary girl, grounded, funny, and completely unaware of his celebrity life, crosses paths with him in the most unexpected way. When their worlds collide through a chaotic, everyday mishap sparks fly, playful banter ensues, and a slow-burning connection begins. Amid cricket matches, public appearances, and the pressures of fame, their accidental encounters turn into small, heartwarming moments of intimacy and laughter.🎀 It's a soft, flirty, and cozy romance: full of charm, mishaps, and tender moments that prove love can find its way in the most unexpected places.

In the elite halls of High Crest University, he is feared. Revered. Untouchable. Professor Abhimanyu Chauhan is a man of many faces-one, a cold and brilliant academic; the other, a ruthless mafia king cloaked in shadows and sin. A hacker who commands empires, a killer who hides behind calm eyes and a tailored suit. For seven long years, he's watched Harshita Rathi from the shadows. His obsession. His madness. His future. But Harshita doesn't know the devil is closer than her breath. All she sees is a man she loathes-arrogant, controlling, suffocating. The professor who unnerves her. The stranger whose presence haunts her dreams. What happens when the man she despises... claims her as his bride? What happens when she realizes he's been controlling her world all along? In a world where love is possession, and obsession is lethal- Will she escape the chains of his love, or will she burn beneath it?

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••