𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮ ⋆˙ "Wasn't it enough to break my heart that now you're breaking yours too?" Reyansh said, gazing at the divorce papers in his hands, signed by her. "We were never 'us'." Shravani replied, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at the papers he held. Reyansh let out a painful chuckle. "Then what were we, Mrs. Rajvansh?" he questioned, his voice tinged with danger, still fixated on the papers. Shravani remained silent, wiping away a tear. "It was just a coincidence that we met," her gaze shifted to his face, only to be taken aback by his roaring voice, "AND THAT DAMN COINCIDENCE IS CALLED DESTINY." ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ✮ "Ro aap rahin hain, aur dard hume ho raha."✮ ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ✮𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "I have drowned countless times, enough to realise I am not worthy of resurfacing." ✮𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 "I would cross vast distances, even through the depths of the ocean just for her." [Translations available!!!]

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

"𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎" 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒄𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 Cruel. Egoistic. Aggressive. 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 a shark in business world thrives on destruction his enemies, both professionally and personally. A heartless billionaire CEO came India to destroy his biggest enemy. He never intended to reveal his dark identity until the irony entangled him with the woman he barely knows. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 Princess of Rewah and fiancée of his oldest enemy. It doesn't matter how gorgeous and ravishing she is. He'll do everything in his power to destroy prince included his gorgeous would-be wife. The only problem: he can't have her but he is taking her anyway into his darkness * Fearless. Ambitious. Powerful. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 is beautiful princess and rightful owner of crown. A fearless and success determined woman who wanted to be top in business. She never planned to be someone's wife until-a threat of blackmail forced her to marry man she didn't want. Her life took bloody turn when she picked up the battle with her fiancée's business rival. Fighting cold-blooded Vanraj means opening the doors of destruction. Arrogant Vanraj never part of her life, she agrees to stand by her fiancée's side in game of vengeance. Craving her enemy's touch was never part of the game but she lost herself when he touched her soul. The powerful thing she could do: not fall in love with her enemy but she is falling for him anyway.

❝𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝❞ On 19/20/21 may 2025 top #3 in India ╰┈➤Not every story needs a hero carved from diamonds... Some stories are born where the hero is no hero at all he has already turned into a devil. A devil so monstrous that his eyes no longer remember how to separate right from wrong. In fact, it would be more accurate to say wrong has settled inside him so deeply that even "right" is terrified to come near. And this is the story of Vidhvansh a man born in the shape of a human, but with a soul that has transformed into pure evil. And in the flames of his brutality and wickedness is trapped Love... A love shattered by the betrayal of its own, crushed under the mockery of society, a soul scarred so viciously that the wounds have turned into eternal nightmares. And that same broken, crying, bleeding love has now been placed under the deadly gaze of Vidhvansh... the gaze of destruction. ∘°∘♡∘°∘

[Book 1 of series Obsession] 28 Dec:- Top 3 in Top 10 in India 28 Dec:- Top 2 in India This story is STRICTLY 18+ It will contain more of adult content. READ AT YOU OWN RISK TROPES enemies with benefits Family rival Academic rivals Baddie FL x Baddie ML Hater to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Possessive ML x Possessive FL Touch her and die Touch him and face the consequences

One shot of smut, BDSM and/ or roleplay. The stories may contain some real hardcore bdsm. (Trigger warning fire, candle wax, spanking, knife and some more.) I am more into writing boy×boy, you may find some boy×girl but rarely girl×girl. Have fun reading. (This story is updated on the basis of my mood i.e. really irregularly but you can read it still as it is one shot it doesn't require the story to be complete.)

❝𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗮 & 𝗣𝗶𝗵𝘂 𝗞𝘂𝗹𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶 ❞ She was his best friend's sister-in-law. He was her brother-in-law's best friend. They met, they fought. They talked, they fought. There wasn't a single time they met without ending up fighting with each other. They loved to annoy and irritate each other. And they couldn't tolerate each other's presence for more than five minutes. But then, a situation arose that made them date each other. Sorry-fake date each other. They hated it. They hated each other. But they had to make it look real. And somehow, in all the chaos of pretending to love someone you can barely stand, something began to change... "𝑳𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒂𝒎𝒄𝒉𝒚𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒆. 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒆! 𝑯𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒊 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒆, 𝒆𝒌𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒆!" ----𝑷𝒊𝒉𝒖 𝑲𝒖𝒍𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊 "𝑾𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒆. 𝑷𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒃 𝒘𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒉 𝒆𝒌𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒖𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊. 𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒔𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊." ---𝑲𝒊𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂

"𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧... 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞." My parents say I was violent even as a child. That rage lived in my bones before I learned how to name it. My friends say I have a destructive personality, that people should keep their distance from me if they value their peace. They aren't wrong. My mind and my heart were never calm. There was always noise inside me restless, burning, demanding release. Whatever stood in front of me felt breakable, and my control vanished before I even realized it was slipping. Then she walked into my life. Paruskha Solanki. My rival's sister. Soft. Untouched. A beautiful rose growing where she never should have. She was never meant to matter. At first, she was nothing more than a bet. A distraction. One careless week meant to satisfy my boredom and prove my power. But for the first time in my life... things didn't go the way I planned. I am the leader of The Velvet. The college fears me. One look in my eyes, and they know-I am the storm they cannot survive. And she was forbidden. Untouchable. The one line I should never have crossed. I knew I should have stayed away. But I broke that rule anyway. Now... I don't just want her. I need her. I need to feel her presence to calm the chaos around me. I need her touch to anchor the rage that constantly claws at my skin. I want to leave my mark so deep that she can never forget who changed her, who pulled her apart and forced her to become something stronger. I crave control not just over her body, but her thoughts, her will, her soul. To watch her fall... and rise again only because I allow it. But I forgot one thing. Roses have thorns. And they draw blood. My kitten thinks she can push me away. She's wrong. It's already too late. And she doesn't know this yet but my favourite colour has always been crimson. { A Standalone} | | MATURE CONTENT 18+ | |

#1 in dark #1 in obsession # 3 in cold-hearted # 7 in jealousy He is the king of a dark world. light never invaded where he breathes. He has build a thick wall around him where he had blocked the entry of everyone. His only moto is to be powerful and dominant. He is so cold and scary that the people around him even breathes in a conscious manner. Seyit Solanki is the other name of danger and death. He is a true monster in every sense. Dive into the joureny of a man who is a killer. Who never cared for anything. But what if he started to care for something suddenly. Something he felt like to hold and cherish. Something so deep arose inside him that invoke his demons but not for destruction, but to love endlessly. is it really possible? or It's just a mere imagination? Warning ⚠️ DARK BOOK. SO BE PREPARED.

What is the meaning of this, Vani?" he seethed, his eyes locked onto hers. "Are you so starved for attention that you seek it from other men?" Vani's heart sank as she realized the storm that was brewing in Rudra's eyes. She tried to speak, to explain that it was just a professional conversation, but her words caught in her throat. "I-I was just disc-," Vani stammered, her voice trembling. "There's nothing more to it." Rudra's rage intensified. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "Don't lie to me, Vani," he growled. "I saw the way you were looking at him, the way he was looking at you. You think I'm blind?" "Stop with your obsession Rudra, you are ruining my life and my career" Vani yelled. It intensified Rudra's rage more. "Am I huh" Rudra laughed and in an instant he yanked her by her elbow towards him. "Don't forget you are and who you belong to" Rudra said increasing his grip on her more making her whimper in pain. "Rudra it hur-" "Correct, Rudra, me, your husband... You, Mrs. Vani Rudra Singh Rathore belong to me"