"I wanna kill you.." He whispered huskily. "I dare you" I said. Seventeen year old Sonee rave win's a contest to go stay at Dracula's castle for two week's and everything is fine at first.. before two people have gone missing or at least that's what their telling us... but soon after sonee goes looking around in a secret passage way and stumble's into a secret room? and meet's a sexy pale guy with a cute Romanian accent and he demand's that she come's to see her every night at the stroke of midnight or he'll kill her and her missing friend's will they fall in love or will this be a murder that no mortal can solve? Werewolves in Paris (Side story) Johnny is absolutely miserable after his girlfriend of two years dumps him and ends up attacking a guard at a vampires castle, so he’s thrown into prison for murder and that’s when he meets the mystifying Bliss Morgale. White hair that flows softly down to her lower back, White eyes that glow like the moon, White snake tattoos, and don’t forget her flawless pale skin that’s as white as her… well everything! She and Johnny escape the prison together and run off to Paris where Bliss show’s Johnny where she loves to be herself, And Johnny soon feels himself falling in love in the most romantic place in the world.

#1 book of Alluring love series ⋆*:..｡o○○o｡..:*⋆ "Why the fuck you let him touch you!!!"he growled while punching the wall behind me 'I am so scared right now what if he hit me like my father did to my mother or what if he tried to hurt me more then him or what if he-' he cutted me "Answer! why you let him touch you?"he said while taking heavy breath to try to control his anger "H...he ju...just tucked m..my hair stands b...behind my ea...ear"I said while trying not to cry he came closer very very close his hands were on wall and he bend lower to match my height. Right now his face is so close to mine that our breathes were mixing and I clutched my hands on my saree "No! he didn't 'just' tucked you hair stands, that is too much he is not allowed to do that actually no one is allowed to that except me. no one is allowed to do this" he said and slid his hands on my bare waist I shivered "no one is allowed to do this" he said and peck my neck I am feeling fire on my skin again he came closer to my ear "and he didn't just tucked you hair stands but he also touch your fingers for fucking whole 47 seconds" he said intentionally touching his lips on my ear ______________________________________________ ISHIKA SHARMA (22y/o, 5'2height) She was very talkative like people have to told her to shut her mouth, carefree, childish, had anger issues, and extrovert but this all she was but now she talks so less, careful, mature, have trust issues and introvert but why!? YUVRAJ SINGH YADHUVANSHI (27y/o, 6'2height) he hate noise he don't talk much he try not to speak even if it's important,cold,rude and bossy but a total different person with her but why? Read this book to know the story of them atleast read 10 chapters then decide. ♡°Tropes:~°♡ -Arrange Marriage -Age gap -grumpy x sunhine -MML is obsessed with MFL with a capital 'O'

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊#𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐙 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒! 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐱 𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑. The Haveli stood grand, draped in golden lights, its towering domes glistening under the moonlight. The air buzzed with excitement as the city of Jaipur roared in celebration, welcoming its new king-Mayank Suryavanshi. The pavilion was alive with cheers, voices blending into a chorus of admiration. Their king. Their savior. Their ruler. Standing tall in royal attire, Mayank acknowledged the crowd with a firm nod. His mother, standing beside him, held the sacred tilak, ready to bless him-to mark the moment he ascended his throne. But fate had other plans. A loud, piercing scream ripped through the joyous air. And then- A body fell from the terrace above. The world slowed. Gasps turned into cries of horror. And before Mayank could even turn- She fell. Right at his feet. The sound of the impact shattered his soul. His breath caught. His mind refused to process the nightmare unfolding before him. Raha. His wife. His queen. His everything. Her delicate frame lay twisted, bathed in crimson. The golden silk of her bridal saree-**the one she had once shyly shown him on their wedding night-**was now soaked in her own blood. The celebrations turned into chaos. The crowd that once chanted his name now screamed in terror. Mayank couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. For the first time in his life, the king was powerless. His mother's thali slipped from her hands, the vermillion scattering across the marble-but it no longer mattered. Before he could drop to his knees, before he could cradle his queen, a whisper sliced through the frozen silence- "Bhabhi sa is pregnant." The words slammed into him with brutal force. His vision blurred. His blood turned ice. His fists clenched as his entire existence collapsed. He didn't just lose Raha. He lost his child.

She hates power, manipulation, and everything the Rajvanshi empire stands for... especially Siddharth Rajvanshi. Until one night, she lets her heart slip - and the boy she should've avoided becomes the only person she smiles for. But happiness doesn't survive in their world. Because the next time they meet... it's not love between them. It's blood. It's betrayal. It's revenge.

𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐗 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 Choose," Vikram's voice echoed, cold and unforgiving. "Your company or your wife." His fingers trembled around the cold steel of the gun. Ansh had always been a man of logic, a strategist who calculated risks and gains. But now, faced with this impossible choice, his heart waged war against his mind. The company-the empire he had built from sweat and sacrifice-exited like a mountain before him. It represented power, wealth, and influence. Kanika-she was his heart, the reason he breathed. Ansh's eyes held resignation. He had made his choice-the one that would haunt him forever. He stepped closer, the gun's muzzle against Kanika's temple. "Betrayer never stands a place in our lives " he whispered . . . . . . "I love you," she whispered, but love was no match for the weight of his decision. The gunshot tore through her, not just physically but emotionally. Ansh had shattered her trust, leaving her broken and bleeding. The gunshot echoed through the room, shattering not just Kanika's trust but also their love. Ansh had chosen his company, and in that choice, he had betrayed her. Kanika wondered if love could survive such brutality. Or if, in the end, it was all just an illusion-a mirage in a desert of broken promises. Love or betrayal? Consumption of betrayals. Internal betrayal? Yes! Will they be overcome? Or Will it overcome them??? Buckle up your seats to witness their internal betrayals.