"Veer" "Hmm?" "Will you... forget me once you become a big businessman?" Yashveer stopped in his tracks. He turned to her, cupping her small face gently in his hands. His eyes, usually so cold and stern, softened with deep affection. "I would love to die before erasing you from my memory, Shona." He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. . . . As he took a step forward, Ishika grabbed his right arm, stopping him. she stands in front of him. "Am I not looking beautiful hubby, that you are not even looking at me" Ishika said, while running her fingertip on his left cheek. Thats it. Yashveer yanked her hand and grabbed her neck, pinning her against wall. His grip on her neck was mercilessly tight that make her choke, her face turn red as gasp for air. " Save your tricks. I feel nothing but disgust looking at you." . . . . It's my first book. and english is not my first language so if there's any grammatical mistakes please ignore it. This whole story is my own imagination so don't say I have copied it. Some of the prompt I've asked from chatGPT . . . -IMPORTANT - in this book there will violence and tragic scene and the ml is violent and kinda psyco type you can also say his is blood thirsty mafia when it's come to baby wife...there will be some past trauma and if you guys are thinking there will be any bonding between ml and his family in last....so let me tell you NO there would not.... there will be some dialog in Hindi words with no translation -Tropes... Mafia king × innocent girl protective ml × clumsy fl age gap height difference clam × chaotic touch her and die❎ you won't even have eyes to look at her✅ soft romance bloodshed

On Hiatus #1 of deal series ADITYA THAKUR She was just a puppet of my father. He wanted me to marry because I was turning into 30. I loved my father. But this time he made a mistake. He proposed a deal. Marry her and become CEO of Thakur company once you turned 30. There was only 15 days left for my 30th birthday. And I have to make a decision. ANKITA GUPTA I was a loving and single child of my parents. They died and in that accident I lost my everything. I lost my parents. My memories. I have problem in my brain. I am turned as inocent as child. I have almost lost all of my memories. I don't know how to do anything except cooking. I was living in hell and always pray to matarani. until that cutie uncle came. He came but he married me to a uncle. I was 18 and he was of 30. Now I have to live with him. In another hell. cold X childish Grumpy X sunshine slow burn careless X protective clumsy X mr perfect -------------------------------------------------------- Thank you for these rankings kitties...❤️💋 #2 in Deal - 14/10/2025 #2 in indianmarriage - 8/11/2025 #2 in grumpy - 11/11/2025 #2 in sunshine - 13/11/2025 #7 in comedy-romance - 25/11/25 #3 in comedy-romance -26/11/25 #1 in firstlove - 18,16/12/25 #5 in arranged - 17/12/25 #2 in firstloves - 18/12/25 #2 in comedy-romance - 18/12/25 #1 in indianmarriage - 18/12/25

She was never loved softly. And Zayne Rathore was never a man capable of loving gently. An arranged marriage ties Siya to a man feared for his power, control, and dangerous obsession. But behind his cold exterior lies something far more terrifying-a love so possessive it consumes everything in its path. He calls her Princess. Protects her like she's sacred. And destroys anyone who dares to hurt her. What begins as a forced marriage soon turns into an intense bond filled with obsession, emotional chaos, and irresistible attraction. Because once Zayne decides something belongs to him... He never lets it go. A dark, emotional romance about possessive love, obsession, healing, and dangerous devotion.

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What should've been just one night of surrendering to my desires turned into an endless stream of obsession. A deadly obsession. A sickening, mind-numbing obsession. She coursed through my veins, spreading rapidly like venom. She was my very own poison. She was my savior and my downfall. She was everything that I've ever dreamed of, everything I've ever wanted. Her taste lingered on my tongue, her scent haunted me every day, and her siren eyes were imprinted into my memory forever. She shouldn't have left me, she shouldn't have created this insatiable craving that couldn't be relinquished. Despite her attempt at trying to run from me, there wasn't a corner of this Earth that she could hide in because I'd always find her. Wherever she went, I'd be right behind her. Chasing her. Hunting her. Yearning for her. Becoming infatuated with the seductress wasn't on my agenda. I didn't plan on being sucked into her world but here I was, on my knees for a woman who pushed me away every chance she got. I burned for her and I'd burn the world for her. She controlled my heart, mind, body, and soul. And the worst part was, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Rudrani Singh Shekhawat was not born to be ordinary. She was born to rule. The daughter of Maratha blood and the queen of a warrior clan, she carried the pride of the desert and deccan in her veins. Known for her sharp intellect, unbending will, and commanding presence, Rudrani was more than a royal consort. She was the silent strength behind the throne of Shekhawat. When deceit claimed the life of her husband on the battlefield, the kingdom expected a grieving widow. Instead, it witnessed the rise of a sovereign. In an era where queens were expected to mourn in shadows, she chose to stand beneath the blazing sun of Rajasthan. Ruling with authority, protecting her land from traitors, and reshaping the fate of her people without any support. To her enemies, she was ruthless. To her people, she was Rani Maa. And to history? she became a legend. [Starting Date - 26.03.2026]

"𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙄 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩." My hand stilled on his chest as my eyes met his. The bandage was forgotten on my hands. "𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚. 𝙄'𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜." My breath-hitched in a way I couldn't think of anything else. Except him. "𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙚. 𝘼𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙢-" His words went off as I placed my palm on his mouth and averted my tear filled gaze from his. A moment later, his hand reached out to touch my chin as he gently tilted my head back-to meet the grey eyes of his. I felt the softness of his thumb on my cheeks as he wiped my falling tears. _ Adrik Vasiliev, an Italian Mafia, whose life takes an unexpected turn when he had to come to India to hide from Italian police after a betrayal. _ She was caged, He unknowingly brought her freedom. She was sensitive, He never raised his voice at her. She had dreams, He made sure all of them came true. _ No forced proximity. Proud wife moments. Encouraging and supportive ML He falls first ✨ and harder _ TROPES Slow burn. Mafia romance. Morally grey Male lead (till the end of the book) Desi x videshi Italian x Indian Two SIDED YEARNING Only daughter x Eldest son On his knees for her. Comedy [Rom-com] Revenge Love without expectation 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑

We've often read about men and their grovelling but now it's Maliah who's going to grovel till the very end to save the man she destroyed.

"Kiss the part on my body you find attractive." she whispered huskily, her voice trembling with both boldness and vulnerability, her breaths fanning across his face. Her fingers tightened slightly, betraying her anticipation. "Mirha." He began, his tone trying to stop her, though there was a tension in his chest that betrayed his own struggle. "Please." She begged, her eyes glistening, full of pleading and raw need, her lips parted slightly as if waiting for him to cross a line he couldn't resist. Eric sighed, a deep exhale that carried both restraint and surrender, closing his eyes for the briefest second. When he opened them, they fell on her nose, right where the delicate nose ring- gifted by him- rested. His fingers lifted gently, cradling her chin, his touch light but electrifying. Slowly, deliberately, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss on the nose ring, letting the warmth of his lips linger as if committing it to memory. But he wasn't done. His gaze lingered on her, dark and intense, before he pulled away just enough to shift the momentum. His hand wrapped around her fingers, gently removing her grip from his collar and without a word, he guided her by the waist, making her sit on the cool slab of the sink. Her pulse raced, every touch from him sending shivers across her skin. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and breathless, as he bent down, his fingers brushing over her ankle where her delicate anklets jingled faintly. He kissed the small mole on her ankle, his lips soft and warm, sending an unexpected wave of heat through her body. Her breath hitched, shallow and trembling, as she felt his lips linger and a rush of emotions- shyness, exhilaration, desire flooded her senses. ~~~ Add this book to your library if you want to read a slow burn romance with just the perfect amount of tension...

Madhu, an orphan girl with a quiet smile and a wounded past, dreams of finishing college and building a life of her own. What she doesn't know is that her entire education is secretly sponsored by a man she believes she hates: Arvik Yarlagadda, a billionaire CEO who entered her college as her senior - only to protect her. Cold, intimidating, and always watching her from a distance, Arvik becomes the one person she can't stand... yet can't escape. He even sends his younger brother to the same college, just to make sure she is never unsafe when he isn't there. Madhu thinks he's her biggest enemy. Arvik knows she is the only person he can't live without. Hate. Protection. Secrets. A love she never saw coming... and a home he found only in her. Tropes CEO × Student Secret Benefactor (he sponsors her fees without her knowing) Protective Male Lead Hate-to-Love Age Gap (Senior × Junior) Hidden Identity Billionaire × Orphan Brothers Duo (one joins college to protect her) Obsessed but Soft for Her He Loves Her Silently × She hates him Forced Proximity (same college, same campus)