She was the girl they threw away. He was the man who lost everything. The panthers knew the truth before anyone else. Devansh Singh Oberoi has wealth, power, and a legacy waiting to be claimed. But he's been paralyzed by grief since the day he lost his wife and unborn child. While his family worries and his enemies circle, Dev exists in the space between duty and devastation. Roohanika runs the country's most elite security agency. Six feet of lethal grace, she's a single mother who survived the unthinkable and built an empire protecting others. But protection is just one side of who she is. What she does in the shadows? That's a different story entirely. When she's hired to protect his sister's family, their worlds collide in ways neither expected. Attraction. Respect. And something far more dangerous-trust. But Roohanika is hiding secrets that could destroy everything. And the family that abandoned her as a child? They're closer than anyone realizes. Some love stories are written in the stars. This one is written in secrets, scars, and the roar of panthers in the dark.

[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."

Four years ago, Natalia Moretti disappeared. No goodbye. No explanation. Just silence. Once the youngest princess of the Italian mafia, Natalia was raised to obey-to smile, to submit, to accept a future chosen for her. Instead, she chose herself. Now she's back in New York. Her parents are gone. Her brothers rule the Moretti empire. And the boy she once loved-the one who thought she betrayed him-has become a man shaped by power, pride, and unfinished heartbreak. Natalia returns different. Stronger. Untouchable in ways no one expects. She's built a life of her own, far from the shadows she was born into-and she carries a secret that could change everything. As old feelings resurface and fate pulls her back into the orbit of the man she never forgot, Natalia must decide how much of her heart she's willing to risk again. Because love in their world is never simple. And some secrets aren't just dangerous- They're legacy-changing. Heir of Silence is a slow-burn mafia romance about first love, second chances, and the quiet strength it takes to protect what matters most-when the whole world is watching.

Vikranth pinned her against the door with one hand his chest rising with restrained fury his eyes burning straight into hers. Vikranth his voice low dark and dangerous "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." his fingers pressed into her waist his jaw clenched his voice dropped to a lethal whisper "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." she leaned in, lips brushing the shell of his ear her breath warm against his skin she whisper was colder than poison "And welcome to hell...Mr. Shekhawat." His eyes widened just a fraction shock flickering into a dark, dangerous spark he liked the fire but he hated the fire still there his grip on her waist tightened her smirk widened. "You built this hell with your own hands now burn with me." His nostrils flared his chest brushed hers as he stepped even closer, voice a low growl "You think you'll survive this fire" she tilted her chin up boldly. "I'm the one who started it." A muscle in his jaw jumped and slammed his palm beside her head, caging her fully. "You're playing a game you can't win." her lips curved again deadly, confident. "Wrong." pratiksha placed her finger on his chest, pushing him back a little. "I'm playing a game you already lost." he grabbed her wrist, yanking her closer again, faces inches apart his voice trembling with fury "We'll see how long that smirk lasts, Mrs. Shekhawat." Pratiksha smirks "Long enough to destroy you." He slammed the bedroom door shut Pratiksha barely had a second to breathe before Vikranth grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed her back hit the mattress, the silk sheets folding under her. He stalked toward her like a predator, removing his coat, his eyes burning with one intention Break HER. Get ready for Enemies-to-lovers tension A dangerously possessive hero Forced marriage with high-stake twists Dark secrets, betrayal & obsession ❤️‍ A love story born from hatred and ruined by desire

·:*¨༺ "𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼" ༻¨*:· ┏━━°❀•°•❀°━━━━┓ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮 ┗━━°❀•°•❀°━━━━┛ The little girl endured constant neglect and cruel taunts, always hearing words like, '𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯', '𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴', '𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥'. For the first thirteen years of her life, the people she called as her family abandon her at an orphanage while severing all the ties with her. She had borne the pain with a smile, accepting the harshness, but when they finally left her behind, it broke her. Still shattered, yet not defeated, she found strength in her faith to guide her through the pain, even though it never seemed to stop. Just when it seemed like she had reached her breaking point, her life took an unexpected turn. She was adopted by a man who promised her the one thing she had always longed for, a family. Shivendra Rathore, a businessman and once the feared Mafia King known as SR. He was the father of five boys, each with a distinct personality and unique traits. What would happen when he welcomed a little girl into his family? A girl destined to change not only his life but his entire family's, bringing back the hope he had lost after the death of his beloved wife. Will Ruhanika finally be able to bring back the happiness the family had lost? Will she be the one to melt the tough exterior of these people? Will she ever find the true family she's longed for? Follow Ruhanika's journey as she learns that family isn't defined by blood, but by the heart. "A tale of healing and finding love in heart which doesn't pumps the same blood as mine." - 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧? 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. She became his wife by fate. Loving him? That was never part of the deal. Veer Malhotra doesn't believe in love-only loyalty, silence, and control. A single father with a guarded heart, he agrees to a marriage that's nothing more than a formality... until she walks in. Radhika never dreamed of being a wife to a stranger, let alone a mother to his child.But destiny had its own plans.Soft-spoken, stubborn, and hiding a storm of her own, she steps into his world-not to change him, but to survive him. But the moment Krish held her hand, she knew-some bonds are written by fate. As Veer battles feelings he swore he buried, and Radhika learns to stand tall in a house that was never meant to be hers- a fragile, unexpected love begins to bloom... Not just between a man and a woman, but between three broken hearts trying to find home in each other. No.1 in #Family-drama ( Date: 11 July 2025) No.4 in #India (Date: 21 July 2025)

𝑷𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒 ✦ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 __ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 ♛ 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀__𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒 ♚ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞. Some friendships are too chaotic to last... and too powerful to forget. Ashmita and Reyansh were once academic rivals, each fighting for the top spot, unaware that fate was already tying their futures together. No one knows Ashmita's truth: she is known enough to be feared, yet unknown enough to never be found. Reyansh, born into a powerful mafia family he never wanted to belong to, has spent his life trying to escape the shadows of his bloodline. Years later, life brings them back under one roof ✦ bound by a marriage neither chose, and a destiny shaped by secrets, power, and a rivalry far bigger than their childhood wars.

Previously titled 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙒𝙞𝙛𝙚. This book has been removed and will be available on Amazon from September 10. ______________ 𝐇𝐞'𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. Alessia Quinn has rules when it comes to love. Never lose yourself. Never settle. And never stay where you're no longer a priority. Then she fell in love with Cassian. For him, she broke every rule. She waited through late nights at the office. Ate dinner alone more times than she could count. Kept convincing herself that tomorrow would be different. Until one night left her no promise of tomorrow. Heartbroken, Alessia walked away with one impossible wish: to never have met her husband at all. She didn't imagine an accident would make that wish come true. When Alessia wakes, her life with Cassian is gone. The marriage. The memories. The love she once had for him. Cassian remembers all of it. Every dinner he missed. Every promise he broke. Every time he made her feel like she came second. He can't undo the choices that drove her away. He can't give her back the time she lost believing she wasn't enough. But he can make sure the woman standing in front of him doesn't ever feel forgotten again. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

╰┈➤ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋮ ⌗𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✧˖°𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘥.°˖✧ Two rivals. One deal. A marriage neither asked for. Samaira Kapoor and Siddharth Tripathi are anything but compatible - sharp-tongued, ambitious, and dangerously competitive. When a high-stakes business merger demands a "power couple," they agree to a marriage of convenience to secure the deal... and keep their families satisfied. What begins as a strategic arrangement slowly unravels into something far more complicated. Beneath boardroom politics and cold stares lie hidden truths, buried pasts, and a spark neither of them expected. In a world full of secrets, can trust be negotiated? Or will love be the costliest clause in their contract?