She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours

-1918🐚🦢 "अजीब दास्तां है ये, कहाँ शुरू कहाँ खतम? ये मंज़िलें है कौन सी... न वो समझ सके न हम.." 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 A vintage tale of forbidden love or just an illusion of freedom under colonial rule? She's the calm breeze of autumn while he is the waiting pebble of surrendering winter. One holds the rays of tenderness in the embrace of her honey-dipped eyes, yet another has destruction cradled beneath the Oceans of his gaze. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕" - If she is his muse then he has become a poetry through her ink. His handkerchief x her embroidery ✨ {✧ Tranquil fragrance of gajra, yearning carved in worn edged letters, waiting gazes behind the windows, mogra resting quietly in a file. } ⋆✦ Lawyer x Writer [ First book of love under the colonial era ]

"𝑰𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓." She stabbed the knife into his heart. He didn't flinch. Instead, he smiled-soft, almost relieved-pulling her into his arms and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "You think I didn't know?" he murmured. "I saw this coming long before you did. And I still walked toward it... because it was you and you wanted it. I gave it all."

~ 𝑨 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒄𝒐𝒎 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐕𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚 ♡ 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧 Vedika is a quiet, introverted girl who believes being alone is safe, not unloved-soft, unseen, and untouched by the world's noise. But brave enough to stand against wrong. Ahan Singh Rathore is her opposite in every way-lively, extroverted, a football player, the most famous and handsome guy in college. He is the kind of man who loves and hates with his whole heart; there is no in-between. And when they meet they clash: He wanted her to surrender, yet she had never learned how. Their tangled family ties bind them together in ways neither can escape, even when they wish they could. And something happens that brutally changes their life no one expected. What happened that their lives are totally changed ? What are those family relations that they couldn't solve. Will their rivalry melt into something softer, sweeter, and full of surprising turns? Let's step into the story.❤️

#Top 1 in india(7/11/24) "𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔... 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅." Ansh Singhania The most brutal mafia kingpin-feared, ruthless, untouchable. He marries Maahi Malhotra not for love, but for revenge. He wants to shatter her, make her bleed with the same pain he's carried for years. Breaking her is the only justice he knows. But revenge has its own cruel twist. Nothing is what it seems. The war he begins turns into a game of life and death, where the one trying to end him... is someone he loves the most. And the woman he destroys is the one standing between him and the bullet meant for his heart. Who wants him dead? And after everything he's done... can love still grow between them? The answer lies in their shared, tragic past, a secret that binds them in a lethal dance of hate and devotion.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

"𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔; 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁." ~ 𝓐𝓪𝓴𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲 𝓐𝓱𝓾𝓳𝓪 "𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒 𝓊𝓈 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈." ~ 𝓐𝓫𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓳 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓡𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓮 How do two people unknowingly tied together by replacement? Was it destiny's role or someone else was behind it all? What are the consequences of two people being tied together by replacement, one being fire and the other cold as ice? Will they accept each other's fate and try to give their marriage a chance?

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦" 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣 "𝙎𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥 " (𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊) ✧⁠◝A suspense thriller romance◜⁠✧ A tale of four families, trapped in threads of love, Obsession and blood. The secrets that should have been buried deep but have relived with new faces again. Four couples, four bloodlines writing a new dynasty with obsession and destruction. A haunted past that hover over them like an undeniable curse. A love so deep that it's both sin and salvation. Read to find out, what destiny had planned for them when the past curses the future, destroys and rebuild it again-just to bury it deep into the ground once again erasing it's trance.

In the heart of Toronto, Alessia Morgan Blake lives quietly between duty and dreams. Her days smell of old paper and coffee in her little bookshop. Her nights belong to her dying father.....the only family she has left. Her world is fragile, yet full of love. A devoted boyfriend. A future that finally seems kind. But under the wrong sky, fate listens. One wish upon a falling star tears her from her world and hurls her into another....a realm where kingdoms rise on blood and oaths rot in silence. Here, the moon is colder, the air heavier, and the throne belongs to one man: King Alaric Draxen Vortigern The ruthless ruler of Valemorra.....the Land of the Fallen Oath. A monarch forged in chaos and cruelty. Feared by his enemies, worshipped by his people, hated by the gods themselves. When Alessia appears in his throne room, lost, trembling, wearing clothes no one in his world has ever seen, she becomes his fascination. His curse. His obsession. The king who never wanted a queen finds himself consumed by a girl from another world..... a girl whose defiance lights the fire he thought long dead. But his desire is not gentle. It's possession. And his love is not salvation. It's captivity. She was light. He was ruin. And fate decided they would meet. To Alaric, love is not a word....it's a weapon. And Alessia is the battlefield. To him, she is not a guest. Not a stranger. Not even a prisoner. She is his..... to break, to worship, to keep. And if time dares to take her back, he will destroy it itself. Trapped between two eras, Alessia must choose: the world she left behind or the one that refuses to let her go. Because once the King claims something... he never returns it. ____________________ Read Prologue for details description

1900s, North India. The grandeur of a zamindar's haveli hides passions too dark for society to accept. Raghuveer Singh, the forty-year-old zamindar, commands fear and respect. A man of discipline and restraint to the world-yet behind closed doors, he visits courtesans to silence the hunger his body cannot tame. It was he who once refused to marry the young village girl, suggesting she wed his reckless brother instead. But fate is cruel. When tragedy strikes, Gauri enters his household-barely eighteen, newly blossomed, her body carrying the glow of youth, her beauty ripening into womanhood. He tries to look away, but every curve, every shy glance, every innocent touch ignites an ache he cannot control. And she, despite the chain of marriage, desires the very man who denied her once-the man twice her age, the master of the haveli. Now, within walls where scandal can destroy generations, they are drawn together by need, by sin, by hunger. But can a forbidden fire survive in a world ruled by tradition? Can she embrace the man she should never crave? And can he resist the temptation that threatens to consume them both?