This story is not for faint-hearted. It's for those who have ever dared to underestimate a woman. "she is a fire~~and she would burn the whole city for her Pride" She wasn't born with a crown. She was born with scars, rage and a mind sharper than Steel. A celebrated lawyer by day, a mafia Queen by night. RITHIKA SINGHANIA doesn't play by rules. She rewrites them. And then break them again. She built an Empire from ashes, rose without a king, and when betrayal came knocking, she didn't cry~~she buried it alive. Rithika doesn't beg. She doesn't break. She burns. And if you ever hurt her girls, her pride or her purpose she will remind the world why goddesses are always fear more than gods. Abhiraj Singh Rajput He doesn't roar to be feared. He whispers and kingdoms fall. A ruthless CEO with a dangerously came demeanor and the undisputed God of The Underworld, Abhiraj Singh Rajput is power cloaked in patience. Elegance in blood. but beneath the control, lies chaos a chaos only one woman could tame. He doesn't protect Rithika because she is fragile. He protects her because she is the most powerful weapon he's ever seen and even weapons needs a resting hands. Abhiraj love isn't poetic. It's violent is silence, soft in war and undeniable in the way he chooses her again and again. Even when the world doesn't deserve her. He is not her shadow. He is her storm. And together, they do not fall in love. They fall into a war~~ as one. Ceo x lawyer Mafia x mafia They both fell first and harder!! One is fire another is kerosene 😏 Touch him and die Just look at her once and you will be under 6 feet. Both are green amazon forest. "She was not made to follow, and he was never meant to lead~but when the stood said by side, the world remember what it meant to be unbreakable"

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. KILL FOR HER IS OFFICIALLY LIVE ON AMAZON! ❤️ 🖤 LINK IN BIO🖤 A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Four brothers. One empire. A love story written in power, passion, and destiny. They lost everything in fire. Now, they will rise from the ashes. The Rajvansh brothers-heirs to an empire, rulers of their worlds-had their lives shattered in one brutal night. Their family was burned. Their legacy stolen. Their past erased. But if their enemies thought they were finished, they had made a grave mistake. The world had turned against them. Now, they would turn the world into their battlefield. Revenge. Power. Blood. The Rajvansh brothers will not stop until their enemies kneel. Until love entered their lives. They were kings, but these women? They were the queens who could bring them to their knees. Between love and revenge, power and passion, devotion and destruction-who will surrender first? A tale of love, destiny, and the fall of mighty kings... in Sajdaa.

Dakota: I ran the moment I turned twenty-one. Not because I was reckless. Not because I was ungrateful. Because staying would have killed me. My family called it love. I called it survival. They dressed me up, paraded me, whispered filth about me when they thought I couldn't hear. Treated me like something to be traded. Used. Owned. So I left. No plan. No protection. Just hope. The night of the ball was supposed to be a fresh start. Chandeliers like fallen stars, music floating through silk and champagne. For the first time, I felt almost free. Then I felt his eyes. He stood across the ballroom like sin given a body. Black hair, sharp jaw, broad shoulders that filled his suit perfectly. Green eyes that didn't look-they measured. They owned. When he looked at me, I should have been afraid. Instead, I felt chosen. Dangerous felt safer than going back home. ⸻ Ashton: I don't believe in coincidence. I believe in opportunity. I went to that ball to secure alliances, smile at men I despise, remind my family I am no pawn. They want obedience. Quiet. A wife who keeps me exactly where they want me. I don't do obedience. Then I saw her. Brown hair down her back, soft eyes too soft for a room like that. Five-foot-five of light in a world of wolves. She didn't belong. Which meant she belonged to me. She looked at me like I wasn't a monster. Her first mistake. I'm not a good man. Men twice her size fear me. My own family watches me like I'm a loaded weapon. But she didn't flinch. She smiled. God help her, she smiled. I need a wife. Someone untouched by my family's poison. Someone I can marry fast, claim faster, and use as a shield. She needs protection. I took her. Cold. Clean. She thinks I saved her. She doesn't know she's just stepped into a cage far worse than the one she ran from.

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

What they feel for each other is war. ✦ ✦ ✦ Alessandra "Sessie" Benedetti was never meant to want things, and never allowed to refuse them. As one of the consigliere's docile daughters, her entire future had been stamped since she could tie her own shoelace. Marry Tiziano, the Don's volatile son. Smile at everything. Obey every rule. Die quietly inside. So when she dares to want something for herself, just once, her father makes sure she never forgets the price of defiance. Broken and bleeding from her furnished cage, Alessandra makes a break for it, only to discover life outside the cage is just as deadly. In Chicago, her last name makes her more disposable than desirable. Enter Renzo Santoro. Her family's most dangerous enemy. The last man she should ever be within ten feet of, much less want. She saves his life on instinct, with an identity that doesn't exist. Before she can regret either of those decisions, Renzo is already orbiting her little world. And the girl raised to fear men like him? She's starting to think fear and desire might feel exactly the same. When Renzo finds out who she really is, there is no corner of this earth cold enough to contain what she unlocks in him--the fury that wants a bullet in her, and the fixation that wants her regardless. Now the only thing more dangerous than loving a man like Renzo... is what he'll do to keep her from the men who got to break her before he even knew her. And that... that's when the real war begins. ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✦ ✦ ✦ :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✦ ✦ ✦ :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ Ranked #1 in Mafialove Ranked #1 in loveandloyalty Ranked #1 in raging Ranked #1 in mobster Ranked #1 in loveindanger Ranked #11 in badboylov

The Bratva's Forbidden Flame is a dark, obsessive romance between fire and frost-between innocence and bloodlust. When Kaveri Sharma, a sharp-tongued but gentle-hearted Indian historian, arrives in St. Petersburg for a prestigious fellowship, she steps into a world far more sinister than academia. Behind ancient Gothic walls lies a cursed legacy and a man who rules it all. Vladislav Valeryan-the Blood King of Russia's underworld. A brutal, calculating mafia Pakhan known only by fear and violence. But even he wasn't prepared for the chaos that was Kaveri. Her eyes are his sin, her defiance his addiction. She doesn't know his name, only his power. And he doesn't care about her world, only how to make her his. But fate isn't kind to lovers born of war and blood. Secrets lurk in the shadows, vendettas burn deep, and the forbidden always costs the most. A tale of power, passion, and peril-where the forbidden becomes inevitable. And love? Love is the most dangerous game of all.

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐈'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 [ 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌] Ishani got everything perfect in her life except one thing When her groom disappears the chaos starts in her life ~ a beautiful new beginning Advik was in love with her, secretly keeping eye on her and when the opportunity knocked he took it by becoming her replaced groom Watching her Observing her Stalking The possession The silent care Protection She's unaware of everything She's his destiny He's her destiny and he knew it . . . . And this fated connection with replaced groom changed the life drastically yet beautifully . As she fell in love with him... 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬✨ Destiny series 1 🌷

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless businessman and a rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?