In the world of power, betrayal, and unspoken sins, Pratishtha Singhania walks the fine line between light and darkness. To the world, she is a delicate storm-beautiful, untouchable, a woman of grace wrapped in silk and secrets. But beneath the fragile skin lies something far more dangerous. A monster. A devil. Or perhaps, a girl who was never given a choice. Haunted by a past she barely remembers and a mind that doesn't belong solely to her, Pratishtha's carefully built life begins to fracture. The shadows in her head whisper, urging her to embrace the darkness she has long fought against. And when the triggers pull, the girl with a soft smile becomes something unrecognizable-a nightmare in human form. Then there's Abhimaan Singh Rajvansh-a man of power, a man of sins, and the only one who has ever seen the real her. He has chased her all his life, craved her like a sickness. But even he doesn't realize that Pratishtha is not just a woman to be loved; she is a force to be feared. In a world where love is laced with obsession and trust is a dangerous illusion, Pratishtha and Abhimaan are bound by something darker than fate. As she fights to keep her demons at bay, he is ready to pull her into the abyss with him. But the question remains- Is she the prey, or was she always the predator? A tale of twisted love, dangerous desires, and a woman who was never meant to be saved.

"I can't keep doing this," she whispered, almost lost beneath the thunder. He crossed the room in three strides, his hand closing around her wrist gently but firmly. "Then stop running," he said, voice low, trembling. "Just stay." She turned to him, eyes glistening with unshed tears. "You don't understand-" "I do," he cut her off, stepping closer, so close he could feel the heat of her breath. "I understand every damn part of it. The fear. The past. The walls you've built so high no one's ever gotten through-except me." She shook her head, but he saw the crack in her defenses. He touched her face, his thumb brushing away a tear. "I love you," he said, the words breaking free like a storm surge. "I've loved you every second since that night on the balcony. And I'm not going to pretend I don't anymore." She blinked, trembling. Her lips parted, but no sound came. Then, suddenly, her mouth was on his- . . . Please read the story to know more, it's not boring type of story so please support me.✨🌸❤️

this story is based on destiny, the love, sacrifices, trust, friendship and many more. so read it and tell about your thoughts related to this story. I hope you will like it and i will try to give my best ..

PRERNA MATHUR is a beautiful and successful businesswoman, but the shallow world has reduced her existence to just looks and richness. Being the only earning member of her house since a young age and choosing the hard path of sacrifice was an inspiration for many but a curse for her. She has grown resentful after years of being controlled by the expectations of her family, society and herself. What will happen when she is tied in a marriage with a man who is totally opposite of her ideal type? SARTHAK AHUJA is a free-spirited, friendly and hard-working man. Being the youngest and most favorite member of a wealthy and influential family, he was bounded by no limits. But he hides a dark side of him from the world, which can be very problematic and dangerous when provoked. After living selflessly since birth, he chooses himself for once and this decision turns his life upside down. He has married a woman who is older and her one look ignites the flames of daring in his heart. ~Tropes~ ♡ Desi Story ♡ Unrequited Love ♡ Forced Proximity ♡ Billionaire Romance ♡ Bestfriend's Brother-in-law ♡ Obsessed MMC Released on:- 7 May, 2024 (Photos used in this story belong to their respected owner.)

A story where two people with different ideologies & beliefs are bound together by the holy thread of marriage. VYOM, a neurosurgeon, selflessly in love with TARA. TARA, a well-known author, afraid of ever falling in love For Vyom, Love is the basis of existence and For Tara, Love is just a mere word without any significance. Will Vyom be able to heal Tara's heart and re-establish her faith in love Or Tara's broken self will remain as it was, making him give-up on love ? A/N → This book is fiction yet obligated by the boundaries of real world because the purpose of this story is to show you the kind of love which is sweet, simple, realistic yet perfect enough to make you crave for it. PS : You won't regret reading this book ;)

In 1970s rural India, Arti's world is shaped by the traditions of her family, where a woman's voice is silenced by societal expectations. A talented Veena player at heart, Arti has always kept her love for music hidden, as her family insists she focus only on domestic duties. When she marries Raghav, a thoughtful and kind-hearted teacher, she enters a new chapter, but the constraints of tradition still bind her. Raghav, understanding and patient, notices Arti's silent longing for self-expression, but it is only when he uncovers her secret passion for music that he begins to encourage her. As they move to a new city after marriage, Raghav's support gives Arti the courage to rediscover her love for the Veena, embracing a part of herself she had long suppressed. Their love grows as they learn to balance tradition with personal freedom, showing that true companionship comes from understanding and respect. A Symphony in Silence is a heartfelt tale of love, dreams, and the courage to defy societal norms, set against the backdrop of 1970s India. It celebrates the quiet power of music and the unspoken bond between a couple learning to support each other's passions.

𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 "My women doesn't need to be soft hearted." 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "Because I have all powerful boyfriend." ✿✿✿ "Now," He slowly folded his handkerchief, "to answer your initial question." He paused, continuing to watch her, "You're a smart woman, it shouldn't be hard for you to figure out, my dadi hopes I'd pursue you." Her eyes flickered slightly, a hint of embarrassment finally showed on her face, "I think. You might have kept her waiting too long. What she really wants is for you to have a lively, adorable child." "You're indeed very smart." He smiled, which made her feel slightly relieved. "But pursuing you is my personal decision. Not every woman is eligible to bear my child." He spoke again, although his tone was gentle, his aloof attitude made it hard for her to keep her cool. She never thought such a cold yet cultured man would say something so arrogant lying disrespectful. "Is Mr. Sooryavanshi always this straightforward when pursuing women?" She asked. "I've only pursued you." He said. She felt a bit of a headache. This was the first time she found dealing with someone so difficult. "We've met, like, twice in a day. Don't you think you're being a bit impulsive, Mr. Sooryavanshi?" Sha asked. "I trust my judgment." He said. ✿✿✿⁠ He wanna purse her. But she just got heartbroken. will she accept him to pursue her? will he be able to help break her cold heart wall? if she accept him will his family gonna approve her as their daughter-in-law? So let's dive into the journey of 'RUHANSH'...

What is Shantanu had a elder sister? What if she took over the kingdom after the demise of Shantanu? What if she changed the destinies of some in the great epic? Read to find out. Started 26/10/2023

It is a school Rom - Com 💫💗 Also it is a multicouple book . When two bestfriends( Ayan nd kaustubh ) fall in love with two bestfriends ( Vedika and Kashvi ). It started from a rivalry. But afterr some time it turned intoo love but they didn't realise it . What will happen now ?? It has teenage struggles , love , friendship, trauma and a lot of dramaa💗 How their story gonna unfold ??✨🫠

-:𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃:- -This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"