#orpan #mafiaromance #hefellfirst #shefellharder #brothers #familybond #softfemalelead #touchher&die #murder Best ranking #6 business out of 142k (02/07/26) #1 ceo (21/05/26) #2 mafiaking (09/06/26) #2 Indianromance (18/06/26) #22 slowburn out of 172k (26/06/26) #1wattpadindia (05/07/26) They say love heals everything... but what if someone has already buried love forever? 💔 Shivaksh Suryavanshi- a name the world respects, and the underworld fears as "Kaal." ☠️ Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. For him and his brothers, love is nothing but a lie. A weakness. A trap. They believe women only bring destruction- manipulating emotions, breaking trust, and chasing power. In their world, hearts don't matter. Only control does. But everything changes... when she enters their lives. ✨ Shivanya Sharma- a soft, kind-hearted girl who believes in love, even in a world that has none. She is everything they are not. Light to their darkness. Hope to their broken beliefs. But what happens when her past collides with their reality? When secrets unfold... and truths come to light? ⚠️ Will she change them... or will their darkness consume her too? TROPE He Fell First Slow burn Dark ML × Sunshine FL Slow Burn Morally Grey ML Healing Romance Found Family

Start: 27-04-2026 #𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐖𝐒 | 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. ⋆.˚✮𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮˚.⋆ Ekansh Deewan once loved a woman deeply, Hiba. His love for Hiba never faded away even after her demise. Hiba, being from a different religion, her family didn't approve of her marriage to Ekansh. They eloped and got married against the will of Hiba's family when they were twenty-six. They built a company together and became successful. Ekansh loved his wife and son dearly until... they were murdered. He lost his beloved Hiba and his six-month-old son to murder in the name of honor killing. The day he lost his Hiba he lost himself. He has become numb to the world and avoided people. Focusing on work and drinking. He became an alcoholic. At night, he will look at the last family photo he took with Hiba and his son as tears spill down his eyes. Seeing Ekansh's condition, his parents felt helpless seeing his son in distress. So, they forced him to marry Mayuri Thakur. An orphan girl his uncle was raising. Mayuri is a timid girl who lost her parents and was raised by Ekansh's uncle. She is quiet and soft-spoken. A nurse. Ekansh was pressured into marrying Mayuri against his will. Mayuri has always loved Ekansh from a distance. A one-sided love, even if she knew Ekansh would never love her back, she married Ekansh in the hope one day he would love her. Will Ekansh ever move on from his loss and accept Mayuri as his wife? Or did Mayuri make a grave mistake by marrying a self-destructive Ekansh?... ──── ✮ ──── 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥.

Vardaan Singh Rajwanshi : The 25-year-old cunning chairperson of Rajvanshi Empire, with a flawless face, towering height, and a dominating personality that commands respect. His piercing gaze and chiseled features make girls weak in the knees, but beneath his confident exterior lies a complex web of emotions - ambition, pride, and a hint of vulnerability. As the eldest son, he's burdened with the weight of responsibility, but his sweet demeanor hides a sharp mind and a calculating heart. Isha Singh : A 21-year-old final-year college student, pursuing a course in fashion designing. Her angelic face and empathetic nature make her a beloved figure on campus. She's a sensitive soul with a generous heart, always willing to lend a listening ear or a helping hand. Her passion for dancing is more than just a hobby - it's an escape from the world, a way to express herself freely. With a gentle smile and sparkling eyes, Isha radiates warmth and kindness, but deep down, she's still discovering her own strengths and weaknesses. Yaha tak padh liye toh book bhi padhte jaana pyare lavenders ✨ *Book Details:* - *Started on:* 17th November 2024 - *Completed on:* To be determined, but let's hope it's a bestseller! 😊

This story is about every girls dream man who let the world burn for her. Welcome to the story of Hate wore a wedding ring ✨Aditya Singhania ✨ Twenty-eight . Charismatic. Impossibly handsome. Event manager by name, but in truth-he runs an empire built on blood, fear, and loyalty. The kind of man who doesn't just walk into your life... he takes it over. ✨Sarah khan✨ Twenty There was a haunted kind of beauty in Sarah's face. Her pulse was a permanent drumbeat against her throat, visible to anyone who looked too closely. She had 'startle-reflexes'-the way her shoulders would hike up at a loud door-slam or the way she'd inhale sharply if someone entered her personal space without warning. She wore her fear like a second skin, a thin veil that separated her from a world she found too loud, too cruel, and far too dangerous." Beautiful Orphan Book worm He's intrigued. She's cautious. He wants her. She wants an exit. But Aditya Singhania isn't a man you walk away from. One truth shatters her world-he's no charming stranger, but a ruthless mafia king. Now she runs. And he chases. Because for Aditya , she isn't just another woman. She's the obsession he will burn cities to keep. But her? She doesn't break. She plots. Every tear is a blade, every smile a trap. She vows to destroy the devil who ruined her life. And him? He doesn't stop her-he waits. He lets her strike. Not to lose... but to watch her closer. Because for Aditya Singhania , her war isn't danger. It's desire. .... .... Are you ready to step into a world where love is dangerous, trust is a gamble, and running only makes him chase harder? Welcome to Hate wore a wedding ring - Where every heartbeat is a risk... and every breath could be your last. DON'T YOU DARE COPY MY WORK!!! I'LL NOT SPARE YOU!!!!😤

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐟 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝑅𝑜𝑚-𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐𝒉 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒚𝒂 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏 ❀ I never thought my life would be tied to him - the man who is my complete opposite. Where I am shadows and silence, he is light and laughter. I have spent years trapped in my past, haunted by memories that refuse to fade, while he moves through life effortlessly, bringing joy to those around him. But me? I only bring pain. I hurt those who get too close, whether I mean to or not. And now, the cruel twist of fate has bound me to someone I despise - my academic rival. The one person I have never been able to stand. We have spent years at each other's throats, never backing down, never conceding. So why? Why the hell would he want to marry me? What game is he playing? Fine. If he thinks he can handle me, he's wrong. Now that we're married, I'll make sure he regrets every single moment of it. 𝑨𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ❀ What the hell was she thinking? Did she really think she could walk away from me? I warned her. Told her not to go through with that marriage. But she never listened. Four years. Four damn years by my side - challenging me, pushing limits. And now? She actually thought she could marry someone else? That she could belong to another man? That she could live a life that didn't include me? Hell no. If she was so determined to ruin my patience, I'd return the favor. That's why I did the only thing I could - I kidnapped her and made her mine. Now, she has no choice but to stay. And I? I will make sure she suffers for daring to think she could ever escape me. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐟 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝑅𝑜𝑚-𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐𝒉 Dropping after Navya's book 𝑨𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ♡ I joined his company instead of my Bhai's because I wanted to learn and work like just a regular employee. But he... Vivian Morozov proves me wrong every single day. What kind of boss calls you into his cabin just to feed you your favorite sweets? He does. I don't know where this is heading. He's getting closer - too close - and that scares me. What if he leaves again? What will I do then? But one thing I know for sure - He's going to spoil me rotten... Before he breaks my tiny little heart. 𝑽𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒛𝒐𝒗 ♡ My fucking mind won't focus on work. How could it? She's just a few steps away, sitting outside this damn office door. Should I call her in? But what the hell do I even say now? She left barely two minutes ago - 120 seconds... And my heart already aches to see her again. I know... I must look like a lovesick fool. So what? Let it be. I survived years without seeing her, without hearing her voice. But the moment I saw her again... Everything crumbled. Every wall I built shattered like it never existed. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

A tale of past lovers reborn as the heirs of enemy families. ____________________________________ ___________________ "Dhruvvvvvvvvvvvv!" she screamed and pushed them with all the strength she had. She ran to him, fell to her knees, crying loudly and screaming. There was a fruit basket on it with a knife. She took out the knife. "D-don't... k-koi pass nahi aayega..." tears were flowing from her eyes. "Heart, I'm sorry. Main humari kismat nahi badal paya," he said while hugging her. Tears were flowing from his eyes. His chest was getting heavy as his breaths were getting stuck in his throat. She shook her head in denial. "Nahi, Dhruv... hum saath hain... chahe marne ke baad hi kyun na ho." She rested her head on Dhruv's chest and whispered, "I... I told you na, there is no Suvira without Dhruv... I will meet you again." Arushi screamed, "SUVIRAAAA! NOOOO! DON'T--- Before she could finish, Suvira stabbed the knife into her stomach. Tears were flowing from her eyes, but there was a smile on her face... a satisfaction... of leaving the world together. As she stabbed herself in the stomach, everyone froze in their spots. Dhruv's world collapsed as he looked at her. Words were not coming out of his mouth. His lips were trembling. He cried out loud, embracing her in his arms as her head rested on his chest. The only words that came out of his mouth were, "I hate you, Madhav... aapse meri khushi bardasht nahi hoti na? You always choose me to hurt. Why... why always me?... Now it's enough of your entertainment... enough." He looked at her face and saw her slowly closing her eyes. He could feel her heartbeat decreasing. He hugged Suvira even more tightly, closing his eyes. "I love you, Dhruv," she mumbled and closed her eyes, leaving her body. That was their past... But what happens when two souls, bound by love in their past life, are reborn as the heirs of enemy families? Will destiny reunite them... or make them destroy each other all over again?

Aarohi fell for someone who didn't understand emotions the way she did. He was quiet in a way that felt like distance, not mystery. He didn't read feelings in the air, didn't catch the pauses between her words, didn't notice how much of her life she spoke without actually saying anything. And still-she loved him. Not because he returned it, but because love, for her, wasn't a negotiation. When she finally confessed, it didn't turn into a moment. It turned into a silence that didn't soften with time. His answer was simple. Not cruel, not warm-just absent of the language she had hoped for. And so she stepped back. Because she understood one thing clearly: love that has to be begged is already lost in its own way. She accepted what she called fate, even if it didn't feel like acceptance at first-more like learning to breathe in a different rhythm. But fate, if it exists at all, rarely stays still. It doesn't announce itself. It shifts quietly, like a page turning when you weren't ready. And in the most unexpected way, life turned again. Not through confession this time. Not through pursuit. But through circumstances that didn't ask for permission-families, timing, decisions made outside their control, and a silence that was no longer just between them, but around them. What began as distance became structure. What began as rejection became arrangement. And somewhere inside that structure, something unplanned started to exist. A marriage-not born from mutual confession, not from a perfect meeting of hearts-but from a world that had decided their paths would not stay separate. "Love x arrange" wasn't a contradiction anymore. It was just the starting point. Because now it wasn't about whether love was spoken first. It was about what happens when two people who never learned each other's emotions are forced into the same quiet space-and have to decide, slowly, whether silence is emptiness... or the beginning of understanding. And that is where it shifted

When a fire takes everything from Mia, her parents, her home, and the life she once knew, she is adopted by her mother's best friend, Jules Kingsley. Moving into the Kingsley mansion should be a fresh start, but her new brother, Damon, has other plans. Damon is ruthless, possessive, and impossible to avoid. He's made it his mission to remind Mia that she doesn't belong, and their hatred for each other burns brighter with every interaction. But living under the same roof means there is no escape, no distance, no way to keep the lines from blurring. He wants control. He wants her submission. He wants her, no matter how wrong it is. And the more Mia resists, the more his obsession grows, twisting every fight into something darker, every stolen glance into a game neither of them can win.