Ayaat × Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) Top-1 in India . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. ★★★★★★★★★★★ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy × Sunshine, Businessman × Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside💗

🤎 Sequel of "SWEETHEARTS : The RAVYA Tale" This is not standalone book. Please read the 1st part - SWEETHEARTS: The RAVYA Tale first to understand this!! Enjoy Reading!!! 🤎

RUHI AGARWAL-At age 25,she's an intern at a government hospital, quietly strong despite life's many setbacks. Failure has been a frequent visitor, but she never gives up.She dreams of healing others while silently wishing someone would see the wounds she hides. Curvy and battling an eating disorder, she often feels insecure and misunderstood-but her spirit remains unbroken. SHRAVAN SINGHANIA-At 32, he's the quiet, responsible elder son - often seen as distant, yet deeply gentle beneath the surface. A successful CEO, he's lived a life of duty and calm control, never once feeling a true romantic connection. But lately, a quiet longing has begun to stir. For the first time, he dreams of finding someone who sees past his silence - a soulmate who understands his stillness, awakens his heart, and makes him feel what he's never felt before: love that feels like home. "Let's see what magic stirs when two souls, delicately woven together by red threads of destiny, finally meet... Will their hearts flutter with butterflies, ache with heartbreak, or awaken something even more beautiful?"

Book I in Blood & Kingdoms Universe King Atharvegh Ahraya Aryavardhan He was not born a son. He was born an heir. From the moment he could walk, the crown shadowed him. Every lesson was about power. Every mistake was a weakness the court would remember. Love was never part of his upbringing-only legacy. Calm. Calculating. Unshaken. A ruler who spoke little and commanded much. To his people, he was strength carved in stone. To his council, he was the perfect successor. But every King needs a Queen, and so did he. Princess Sarvahi Ananta Dev Singh Born into the most cherished royal household, she grew beneath admiration and warmth. A princess known not only for her beauty, but for her grace - for the way she listened before she spoke, and forgave before she judged. Until the night forgiveness was denied to her. On the very altar where vows were meant to protect her, her dignity was questioned. Accused in whispers that grew loud enough to wound. Abandoned where she was meant to be chosen. They thought marriage would be a strategy. They thought love would be a weakness. Instead, love became rebellion. And rebellion, in a kingdom built on duty, demands sacrifice. History will remember them as sovereign and queen. But it will never record how deeply they bled for a choice that was never meant to be theirs. Join their story of how two people in despair will welcome a world they never thought deeply about.

༺𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒑𝒖𝒕༻ X ༺𝑵𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒌༻ ◉✿𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕤✿◉ ♡ Revenge (Ofcourse). ♡ Explicit scenes ♡ Bre@stfeeding & Navel Paglu ♡ Pain and Ple@sure ♡ An@l ♡ Family bonding ♡ Kn¡fe Play (Mild) ♡ Dark romance ♡ Bloody wars ♡ Mystery thriller ♡ Secrets ♡ Most Importantly 👇🏻 "𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚" ♡♡ TABAH ISHQ: His Obsessed Bride is a dark, desi historical romance of power, pride, and possession, where hatred fuels obsession and love becomes the most dangerous sin of all📚

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?

She was ice and he was flame-two souls who despised each other with a deadly passion. But fate twisted cruelly, binding them in marriage. His hand clamped around her waist, dragging her against him. "Welcome to damnation, my flower... or should I say, Mrs. Rayan Baloch." Her gaze burned with equal hatred as she curled her arms around his neck, pulling him in. "Let's see how you survive this inferno, dear husband." Both smirked, knowing the war had just begun

* #1 in Top Ten in India on 05/02/25 * * #3 in Top Ten in India on 11/02/25 * 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐇 : ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ This story revolves around Rooh Inayat Sharma who is a calm and not very talkative girl. She belongs to a rich family who loves her unconditionally. Her ambition is to become a fashion designer and wants to start her own company. Rahul Raghav Malhotra is a friendly, extroverted guy. He belongs to a rich family which is his priority. He always wanted to become a successful businessman. Rooh fell in love with his heart Rahul whom she always called 'Raah'. But he had a crush on their classmate Shreya. Will she be heartbroken? Or will he understand her love? Will they become sweethearts? Read their cute love story dears🥺❤️

✮⋆˙𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐗 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧✮⋆˙ ✮⋆˙𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚 𝐞𝐤 𝐤𝐡𝐞𝐥 "✮⋆˙

Tara Rathore has always lived in shadows. Raised by a woman who called herself her mother but only knew how to hurt her, Tara grew up believing love was conditional, life was cruel, and safety was a luxury she could never afford. She survived in silence, carrying a quiet strength that no one could see-least of all herself. Until one accident changes everything. Thrown into a world she never knew existed, Tara learns that her life is far bigger than the pain she grew up with. She is lost, yes-but she is also a princess, a daughter taken too soon, and a heart that refuses to break completely. And then there's Arjun Sharma-handsome, guarded, and impossibly compelling. A man who has built an empire on his own, yet knows nothing about the crown that fate has placed in front of him. Their worlds collide, hearts intertwine, and a story of love, destiny, and self-discovery begins. Tara Rathore is about to find out that even broken girls can rise.