Phoenix is known to burn, and Death is known to kill. But a phoenix never truly dies-so how can it be 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡? She was once a daddy's girl, now abandoned in a cruel, unforgiving world... with no memory of who she truly is. And yet, she remembers one boy-only for his betrayal. The boy she loved beyond reason, beyond the moon. He was once a boy burdened with responsibility, who found unexpected joy in a girl who lit up his shadows. But tragedy struck, and all he was left with was the taste of betrayal. She got engaged to someone else... just to leave him. They loved. They lost. They hated. And then they forgot. But destiny... destiny is the real game neither of them ever imagined. Now, fate brings them face-to-face once again. Can the taste of betrayal and hatred unravel them completely, shaking the very roots of their existence? Can love survive when tangled in the menacing strings of family politics? So then-how will it become Phoenix's Death after all these years? Will hatred win? Or will betrayal become the final demise of love? Join the journey of 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐣 (𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩) and 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 (𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘹). 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊, 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎. 𝙲𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛

"𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬" 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ᯓᡣ𐭩 R U D R A x D I S H A ᯓᡣ𐭩 "I refused your penny-worth marriage proposal last night." Sarcasm drips from her voice as she glares at him, hands cuffed to bed. His mouth curves. "I remember that clearly but look at you now..." his voice trails off, his gaze flickering to her hairline with a gleam before going downward around her neck. "Tied to my bed, wearing my nuptial chain and sindoor like an obedient wife." She freeze for a second, struggling to put her thoughts together. Just last night she offered her mother's ashes to Ganga. Now she's married to the man who's not worth sharing a glance. "Mirror 's on the ceiling, Mrs Sehgal." He mocks. ~*~*~ (Note: This is not your typical lovey-dovey story. It's a dark storyline with slow burn romance and Taboo relationship. Keep your hating comments to yourself if you don't like it. )

He placed a file of marriage papers on the counter, sliding a pen across to her. His dark, sharp eyes locked on her every move. "Tarsou ge tum , tumhe uska deedar bhi naseeb na hoga.... Khwaaisch he meri ke tumhara pyaar kabhi poura na hoga"........ {"You will long for him, yet you will never get to see him... My wish is that your love is never fulfilled."} Aayesha said with a deep hatred filled in her eyes. "Mohabbat , dua aur baddua sirf kitabi bate he..... Haqeeqat mai iska koi wajoud nahi...... Zaya hojayegi tumhari Mohabbat ki talash........ Jab badlegi meri caahat, junnon me sirf tumhe pane ki"....... {"Love, prayers, and curses exist only in books... In reality, they have no meaning... Your search for love will go in vain... For when my desire changes, my obsession will be only to have you."} "Sign it. Now. The sooner you do, the sooner this becomes official." "This is not a pure love story. It's a cursed tale, where a haunted past shattered them, destiny entwined their paths, and fate gave them a chance-however fleeting."

The vows of villain is under heavy editing process, refrain reading for now, thank-you very much. He is a Preluder, not just a player or a leader but the one who creates it, he didn't chase victory he was granted with it, he wasn't just ruthless he was brutal. Broken so often that he himself gave up on healing, not until his wife arrived. She was a scattered soul, scattered by her own father, family, society. At a young age reality slapped her in the face, though she didn't let them change her, her hopeful personality. But did she really deserve this? She saw goods in everything, so he became her shield. The saga unfolds truths that could ruin lives, but untold truths ruin what was establishing. A journey as dangerous as walking on a blade, but filled with chaos and banter, and a lovestory that makes you yearn for it. ''Zyran Pasha x Sehar sheikh" ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆ᖭི༏ᖫྀ⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ I'll gladly kiss the ground you walk on Cherìn, but I can have you crawl to me if I want. Tropes⋆୨ৎ Forced marriage Look at her and die Love after marriage He fell first and harder Sunshine x sunshine protector Forced proximity Calm x crack head Found family

"A LOVE THAT BEGAN IN CHILDHOOD, TESTED BY TIME, DISTANCE, AND UNSPOKEN FEELINGS." What happens when two completely opposite souls reconnect-after years of silence-and fall in love, deeper and harder than ever before? Will she ever find the courage to confess the love she's held in her heart for years? Will he ever realise the feelings he's hidden behind his silence? Or will fate play its game again... and pull them apart once more? 𝐀𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐗 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐢 Tropes you'll find in this story: ● She fell first, he fell harder ● Grumpy × Sunshine ● Broken × Healer ● Engineer × Doctor ● Slow burn romance ● Love marriage ● Adult romance (Note: This story is written in Hinglish-English narration with realistic Hindi dialogues. English is not my first language, so please forgive any grammar mistakes and enjoy the emotions behind the words.) Thank you for giving this story a chance!

One year before India-Pakistan's partition, another story began- Haya & Her Ishq. She: a 19-year-old Muslim girl bound by tradition. He: a 26-year-old Hindu man chasing freedom and revenge. When their paths crossed, everything changed. She stood up, broke norms, and found her voice. They survived the partition... But did love survive too? Let's dive in. ✦Tropes✦ Strangers to lovers Age Gap Forbidden love Soft Romance He fell First & she fell harder.

Safiya Shah has built her life on justice - fierce in the courtroom, fearless in the face of power. She never imagined her next battle would be with Zaviyar Khan, the cold, commanding Nawab of Azamgarh. Raised worlds apart yet tied by a hidden history, they are connected by a bond neither of them understands - and a darkness only Zaviyar remembers. When a family emergency brings Safiya back to Azamgarh, old secrets stir. Attending Zaviyar's grand wedding, Safiya watches in shock as his fiancée flees, leaving disgrace behind. But even greater shock awaits: a revelation that their late grandfather's dying wish was to see Zaviyar and Safiya married. For Zaviyar, it's the perfect storm. Behind his calm facade burns a deep hatred - a need for revenge for a tragedy Safiya doesn't even know her family caused. For Safiya, it's a battle of heart and honor - drawn to a man who wants nothing more than to see her broken. As promises are made under ancient vows, love and hatred collide. In a world where loyalty demands sacrifice, can a marriage built on vengeance survive the truth?

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?