જ⁀➴ 𝓔 𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ~ "I asked you something, Why did you do that for me?" she said, fastening her seatbelt. He stared straight ahead at the road, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary. "Because I hate you," He said finally. Her head snapped toward him. "And damn it... you hate me too. Maybe the most." He let out a short breath. "And I want that hate all for myself." ~ "But you hated me." She said, while shivering in his arms. "I'm re-considering my life decisions at this point." He whispered before pulling her into a kiss.

He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.

For 200 years, Ashtram Raghuvanshi has lived under the weight of a curse-unchanging, ageless, and forced to witness the fleeting lives of those he holds dear. The world around him has shifted endlessly, eras changing, empires rising and falling, yet his existence has remained a constant shadow in time. Through centuries of loss and loneliness, his heart has hardened, his soul veiled in darkness. Until the day he saw her. Niranya Sharma. She was light in his endless night, a spark that ignited a fire he had long forgotten could exist. From the very first moment, she became his obsession, his salvation, his everything. She was more than a desire-she was a promise of life, of hope, of something beyond the curse that bound him. It is forbidden, born of a connection that defies fate itself. Yet, for Ashtram, nothing is more sacred. He is willing to defy the very fabric of destiny, to break every rule and cross every line, for the one who has given him a reason to live after centuries of mere existence. This is a tale of love and obsession, of light and darkness, where the boundaries of time and humanity blur, and two hearts are ready to face the impossible for the sake of each other. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "He is the Devil, wrapped in Darkness in my heaven, the temptation in my virtue. His touch sets my soul ablaze, and I find myself craving the chaos he brings." ~Niranya Sharma~ "She is the Angel, wrapped in Lightness in my hell, the purity in my sin. Her love is the melody that soothes my savage heart, and starlight that guides me through the eternal darkness." ~Ashtram Raghuvanshi ~

SEVEN YEARS TOO LATE Sometimes love doesn't come late. It comes back when both hearts are already scarred. At nineteen, Aarohi loved Devansh with the kind of bravery only youth allows. At twenty, she was rejected - without explanation. At twenty-one, she left the country, believing silence meant she was never chosen. Seven years later, she returns - successful, independent, guarded. And her family asks her to marry the same man who once broke her heart. Devansh Patel is no longer the boy who walked away. He is a powerful CEO, disciplined, controlled, and dangerously quiet - a man who built an empire on sacrifice, restraint, and a love he never spoke of. They marry without answers. They live together with unspoken history. They fall in love again - slowly, silently, desperately. Until the truth comes out. What follows is not gentle. It is a reckoning. And then - slowly, painfully, beautifully - love becomes the greatest thing either of them never saw coming. Because some love stories don't begin with a confession... They begin when the truth finally refuses to stay buried. And some loves simply wait - for the right moment, the right truth, the right person - until waiting itself becomes the most profound proof that it was always, only, ever meant to be. ―――――――――― This is a love-after-marriage romance filled with: ❖ slow burn & second chances ❖ arranged marriage & forced proximity ❖ intense emotional connection ❖ jealousy, possessiveness & devotion ❖ power couple energy ❖ family drama, banter & warmth ❖ a man who loved in silence ❖ a woman who becomes his calm He rejected her to protect her future. She survived thinking she was never loved. Now marriage demands the truth. Seven years too late. Mature content. All rights reserved © Fanatic Storyteller No

𝐓𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧... 𝐓𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚-𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐓𝐮 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡-𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐫𝐚... 𝐏𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... 𝐓𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... Shaurya Dixit was everything the world admired - disciplined, brilliant, untouchable. Calm on the outside, unreadable within. Success followed him like a shadow, but so did silence. Aarohi Sharma was fire wrapped in laughter - ambitious, fearless, and the heart of every room she walked into. Yet behind her confidence lived a girl who had learned to survive without leaning on anyone. When a new academic rival enters her perfectly controlled world, sparks don't just fly - they collide. What begins as competition slowly turns into something neither of them is prepared to face. Because sometimes love isn't loud. Sometimes it grows in stolen glances, unfinished arguments, and feelings left unsaid. But when pride stands where confession should, even the strongest hearts can break. And some love stories... don't end when they're supposed to. ----⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ♡ ･:*ೃ࿔⋆---- Original work by author_avani Cover made by me

#2 in The Shaktawat Sisters | Completed Avantika Kanwar Shaktawat x Garv Singh Chauhan • • He falls for her when his best friend mentions her name during his final year of college life. He was unaware how she looks and how she speaks until he met her at a wedding. He waited for 10 years as she was too young to understand the concept of love. After years, he is arrested in the murder case of a famous music director. Destiny makes him face her as she is one of the members of the investigation team. He loves her and she refuses to fall for him as she believes he is an immature guy in the body of a grown up man.

𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #3 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Ahana Rajput appears to have it all. Wealth, love, and a picture perfect family. Known for her radiant smile and her role as the biggest cheerleader for the love stories around her, she is the life of every party. But beneath her glowing exterior lies a world of secrets, a past she can't escape, and a future clouded with uncertainty. When she is thrust into an unexpected arranged marriage, her carefully constructed life begins to unravel. Yuvraj Singhania, the ruthless "ice king" of the business world, is a man of few words and fewer emotions. Scarred by a painful past, he's built walls around his heart, detaching himself from everything. Yet, there's one thing Yuvraj cannot control. His growing obsession with Ahana. What begins as a cold, calculated alliance soon turns into a clash of wills. Is their marriage just another business deal, or could it become something far more powerful? As their worlds collide, buried secrets begin to surface. Secrets that bind them in ways neither of them could have anticipated. Lies threaten to tear them apart, but love might just offer them a chance at redemption. Two broken souls. One fateful bond. Will they overcome their haunting pasts, or will their secrets destroy them before love has a chance to bloom? ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.

Devarsh Singh Rajawat stood at the pinnacle of the business world, a titan known for his ruthlessness and cold demeanor. The corridors of his vast empire whispered tales of his cutthroat deals and merciless strategies, earning him respect laced with fear. Devarsh's sharp eyes and impenetrable exterior masked a singular, unyielding obsession, Vaishnavi Mathur. Vaishnavi, a classical dancer and college student, was the light that contrasted sharply with Devarsh's darkness. She embodied kindness, caring for her aging grandparents with unwavering devotion. Her beauty was undeniable, but it was her spirit that truly captivated those around her. Unbeknownst to her, she had become the center of Devarsh's world, a fixation that bordered on madness. Devarsh's love for Vaishnavi was a consuming fire.

"𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙃𝙞𝙨" "You feel that?" I growled, driving into her with a force that made her cry out. "That's me, love. Deep in your guts, where I belong." My hands gripped her thighs hard, thumbs digging into her flesh as I pounded up into her - relentless, brutal,deliciously dirty. Her head lolled back against the tiles, breasts bouncing with every thrust, moans spilling uncontrollably from her lips. "Ram... oh my god... I-I can't-" "Yes, you can," I snarled. "You're going to take it. Take all of me." I angled my hips, and she screamed, nails clawing into my shoulders. Her ass slapped against me with every movement, the wet sound obscene in the echoing bathroom. Smack. I spanked her mid-thrust, her soft flesh jiggling in my grip. She yelped, the mix of pain and pleasure sending her wild. "This ass..."I growled, spanking her again, "was made to bounce on my cock." She whimpered, completely unraveled. "Ram, you're-insane-ahh, too deep-" "Good. I want you ruined." I leaned close, voice a filthy whisper in her ear. "I want my cum dripping out of you when you walk." "𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨-𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨" She was a doctor who saved lives. He was a mafia who took lives. He was war. She was peace. He was battle, She was surrender. He was sin, She was redemption. He was the risk, She was the reward.

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀} 𝗔 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎-𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝗦𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮 barely stepped out of her house unless necessary. Reality had failed her too many times. Love? It was a lie. People? Untrustworthy. The only place she felt safe was between the pages of her dark romance books - where men were possessive, love was dangerous, and betrayal didn't break you beyond repair. But fiction wasn't supposed to become reality. And then she met him. 𝗥𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. Mafia King. Busines Tycoon. A name whispered in fear. A man who didn't need permission to take what he wanted. She never believed in love anymore. But this wasn't love. This was obsession. One stolen glance at her in the crowd, and her world was no longer hers. Because when a villain falls, he doesn't fall alone. And Sitara? 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝘀. __________________________________________ "He was my Darkest Temptation." ~SITARA~ "She was my Sweetest Sin" ~RUVANSH~