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𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞  by authorreya
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"How badly do you want to get fucked, butterfly?" ------- .˚₊✧₊˚. -------- **This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating** ~ I should not be in love with her. Not after I know, who she is. Yet I did. Deeply, madly, insanely in love with her. To a point where my soul is consumed by her. But what about her? Does she want to be with me after knowing the truth? Would she accept me? Will she choose me? My Wife is my obsession. A sin that I'm willing to commit. Hiding the truth was my plan but not every plan is successful. I tried to keep the skeletons locked but what if my wife finds the key? Kainaat Rajput, is my personal heaven and I won't let her get tainted by my lies. Even if it costs me my life. - Kainaat Rajput, A sweet girl with a golden heart who was living peacefully in Delhi, studying in a good college but after her graduation she decided to move back to her native place, Udaipur.But she didn't know that coming back could lead her to a marriage with an Ruthless Royal, A Royal who has been in love with her since forever. Reyaansh Singh Rajvansh, King of Udaipur and CEO of rajvansh CO, a not so normal guy with a complicated life filled with enemies and darkness gets married to an angel. Marriage comes in his life with past hurdles, The old revenge. His desire to be hers was forbidden yet for him, he wanted to taste this forbidden fruit. But what will happen when Kainaat gets to know the real truth about Reyaansh? How will they both survive when their enterwined past creates hurdles in their married life? Read the book to find out the answers. [English Translation Available]
𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 by radya_wrts
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"A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 : 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 by lilywritexx
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・𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 - 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 Darkness , that's what his world is filled with , people call him the most cruel and heartless because of his brutal killing skills . Eldest son of Raghuvanshi , the royal family of Jaipur , Rajasthan . The cruel and merciless mafia leader who is feared by all . He is the biggest businessman of India . He loves to keep everything under his control . His presence is enough to make people shiver in fear . His hazel eyes are filled with darkness , no source of remorse or guilt can be seen in them when he sees his enemies dying in front of him . He is a firm believer of Mahakal . His steps are silent like a predator . 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐲 Light , source of light and epitome of kindness she is . Youngest daughter of Roy . A well known psychologist . Being the youngest daughter she is pampered by all . Her angelic self spreads happiness wherever she goes . The sweetest lady , with lots of mischievousness . She gets everything from her parents and gives everything to the welfare of people . Her black doe eyes are filled with immense kindness and care for the people , She is a firm believer of Banke bihari . She carries sounds with herself . Her bangles and anklet sounds rings in every silent corner . ....... 🪷 ....... Both are poles apart , She spreads happiness wherever she goes He spreads horror wherever he goes She feared darkness He surrounded himself with darkness Epitome of kindness she is Epitome of cruelness he is She can't see anyone in pain He loves to see others in pain What will happen when they will be tied in the sacred bond of marriage willingly ?
𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄      by bubblylilyfics
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⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.
Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓ by NVMelissa13
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When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.
FRAGMENTED STRINGS ~ WHERE HEARTS COLLIDE by turtle_wrts
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"ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴛɪᴍɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙɪɴᴅ" A love story that wasn't meant to be-until it was. They didn't believe in love, yet said yes to an arranged marriage. What starts as a quiet understanding slowly grows into something deeper during the months between engagement and vows. He falls first-but waits. She's unsure-but curious. Bound by tradition, they begin to write their own story. One that's full of unexpected feelings, silent confessions, and the kind of love that catches you off guard.
WHISPERS BETWEEN THE LINES  (Veiled desires x Broken fate) by abbyywrites123
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In a city where dreams glimmer like the lights that never sleep, two souls moved through life unaware of the invisible thread tying them together. Abhira Malhotra's world was a canvas of laughter, late-night playlists, and courtrooms imagined in her dreams. Draped in silks and sunshine, she carried joy in her stride and rebellion in her smile. A daughter, a sister, a singer hiding behind the name 'Aashi'-she was everything the world expected and yet something more, something secret. Miles away, in the quiet corners of discipline and duty, Arjun Rathore's life beat to a different rhythm. Scarred by a tragedy that stole his childhood, he built his world around promises-promises to protect, to serve, to never let history repeat. With a soldier's resolve and a brother's love, he moved forward, not knowing fate was already scripting a detour. Between them stood a world of contrasts-wealth and wounds, music and metal, laughter and longing. And yet, the universe, with its wicked sense of humor and silent grace, had already spun its web. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘳.
THE DEVASTATED HEARTS ~HIS DESIRE, HER PEACE by turtle_wrts
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Trisha, A girl who doesn't believe in love, her world revolves only around career and family. But when he walks into her life, will she silence her heart... or finally give in to the feelings she's been running from? Nirvaan, An orphan who thinks he is unworthy of love, surviving each day just enough to make ends meet. His only dream: to become successful and use his strength to help others. But can he open his heart to something he never believed he deserved? Will he find his home in her, and will their love survive even when destiny threatens to tear them apart? Sonakshi, bold and ambitious, dreams of making it big and never shies away from challenges. Tushar, carefree yet determined, hides his focus beneath a playful charm. Together, they're fire and spark, but will ambition and destiny let their story survive? And in the middle of it all will they survive the test of time and distance?