#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

Dawood Malik A 28-year-old handsome hunk, a sight for sore eyes- But unfortunately living with a cognitive disorder. Despite his age, his mind is like that of an 8-year-old-so innocent, so fragile, unaware of the world's darkness. Noor-e-Fishaan Zakhraov A 20-year-old fragile, beautiful girl with purple eyes and raven-black hair flowing down to her hips. Her pale white skin makes her look like an innocent soul trapped in a witch's body. Only if her beauty can buy her naseeb, for her , life has been filled with troubles, pain, and sabr. What will happen when these two completely opposite lives become entangled by destiny? . She was dressing his hand, applying ointment. Noor looked like a real hoor in her emerald green silk abaya, with a dupatta draped over her head. Her full concentration was on his hand, and she hissed softly, as if feeling his pain herself. She was about to wrap the gauze around his knuckles and palm when he suddenly grabbed her face with the same injured hand, painting her pale skin with his blood, and latched his lips onto hers like she was the last drop of water he needed to survive. Noor clutched his shirt with one hand, trying to breathe. She held his beard-clad jaw and let him take what he wanted... Sucking the life out of her lips, he stared into her purple eyes, now filled with warmth. Her cheeks had turned red like cherries, and her plump red lips glistened with their mixed saliva, making her look ethereal. Neither of them was aware of the piercing, pain-filled gaze of the man standing at the door, feeling like his heart would stop a thousand times over. He saw the way his brother kissed her like he owned her heart'. His heart bleed seeing them. P.s. it's not a Love triangle.

Book #2 Kiran Altaf believed she had found her happily ever after by marrying the man her father chose for her. But what seemed like a dream quickly turned into a nightmare. Leaving that life behind, Kiran embarks on a journey of rediscovery, navigating the challenges of starting over as a divorcee in a world that often judges women for choosing freedom over convention. Sahil Bizenjo, a prominent figure in the Karachi underworld. Dangers surround his life but that's what he lives for. His life is a cocktail of adrenaline, power and his reckless attitude fuelled by his wittiness. Love is the last thing on his mind now. With a scarred heart from his past, he avoids love like plague. What happens when Sahil and Kiran unexpectedly stumble across each other with no intention to fall in love, not with each other nor with anyone else. But as they say, life is unexpected. Whatever's written as your destiny, you eventually reach there. Read to know where their destiny leads them to. - Read only if fluent in Urdu/Hindi. This is a Muslim Love Story however, my characters aren't perfect Muslims.

Silence and Honey I talked enough for both of us. He listened like he might never let go. Runerth Castellion was the boy with the sharpest eyes and the quietest heart. He didn't talk much-didn't smile much either. But he always showed up. For me. I had known him since we were twelve. Since I decided I was going to be his friend, whether he wanted one or not. I was the chatterbox play school teacher who sings songs about dinosaurs and glue sticks. He was the grumpy heir to a mafia empire no one talks about out loud and a CEO of a heritage company. We were never meant to fit but we did and we did not at the same time. All that until the fate tested us. Tested me. In a world where healing feels impossible, our bond became a refuge, a promise that no matter how dark the night, dawn was waiting. This is a story about the strength found in vulnerability, the power of a patient heart, and the beautiful, messy journey toward a love that saves. Credit to the original owner of picture used in cover. I do not own it. 7 in comfortcharacter on 20th August, 2025.

She endured his cruelty, bore his wrath, and survived a world built on pain. He destroyed her life, yet could not live without her. A dark, heartbreaking saga of obsession, torment, and a love forged in suffering. "Maybe she may find happiness in nxt life"

🖤Veins & Vows A marriage of silence. A war of restraint. A love never spoken-but always felt. ❝ "This marriage means nothing." "Then why do you look at me like I'm the only thing keeping you alive?" ❞ She married him for protection. He married her for control. No love. No promises. Just a signature in blood. Aarvi Ranawat never belonged in his world. Too soft. Too quiet. Too breakable. But the moment she stepped into his mansion, she became the only thing Rudransh Singh Rajvanshi couldn't ruin. He doesn't touch her. But his silence bruises. He doesn't kiss her. But his eyes undress her with every breath. To the world, he's her husband. To her, he's the man who makes her skin burn from a single glance. She speaks in whispers. He rules with them. And every night- he watches her sleep like she's the prayer he was never meant to ask for. This isn't love. It's obsession, buried beneath restraint. A slow war of glances, clenched fists, and breathless space between bodies that never touch- but crave. ❝ "Say you hate me," he growls. "I can't," she breathes. "I'm too busy pretending you don't make me feel everything I'm not supposed to." ❞ He was never supposed to need her. But now she's the only thing he can't let go of. Even if it kills them both.

Silent chains An Obedient Girl. A Dangerous Man. A Silence Too Loud to Ignore. Aarya has never spoken a word. A twenty one year old Born mute and forbidden by her cruel family to learn sign language, her life has always been quiet - not peaceful, but silenced. Hidden away in an attic, unloved and abused while her stepsister is pampered like royalty, Aarya's only survival tool is obedience. She never questions, never resists... until one night, fate places her in the wrong place at the worst time. She witnesses a brutal murder committed by the city's most feared mafia boss, Luca De Rossi - a twenty eight year old man known for leaving no witnesses alive. But when he finds her cowering in fear, trembling and tear-streaked, he spares her life. Barely. A story of forced proximity, power and vulnerability, slow-burning connection, and a girl who can't speak... but says everything without words. ---

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Sanjay Malhotra is everything a girl's parents dream of-young, rich, powerful, and impeccably mannered. As the chairman of the multi-billion-dollar Malhotra Group, he lives in a world of numbers, boardrooms, and luxury-far from love, feelings, or family warmth. A man of few words, and even fewer smiles. Dr. Ria Sharma, on the other hand, is Mumbai's rising neurosurgeon-brilliant, bold, and kind-hearted. Her world is filled with patients, night shifts, and chai breaks with her middle-class yet loving family. They meet for the first time through an arranged proposal-two strangers from different worlds, bound together by tradition. Marriage wasn't their dream. But understanding, companionship, and something deeper... slowly begins to bloom. A feel-good, slow-paced love story of two people who learn to trust, open up, and fall in love-after marriage. Because sometimes, strangers can become soulmates-if the heart is patient enough. Genre: Feel-Good Romance | Slow Burn | Arranged Marriage | Indian Setting Tags: #StrangerstoSoulmates #MarriageLife #SoftRomance #CEO #DoctorLove #SlowPacedLove

Aarna Malhotra, 26, She is a formidable business tycoon, commanding her empire of hotels, resorts, and construction with ruthless precision. Emotionless and reserved, she rarely shows any vulnerability, keeping her heart guarded and her smile hidden from the world. A devoted single mother, Aarna's 4-year-old son, Aayan, is the center of her universe. She would go to any lengths to protect his happiness, even if it means destroying anyone who threatens it. Only her trusted caretaker, Madhu Kaki, is allowed near him. No one dares to cross Aarna Malhotra. Angad Agnihotri, 28 He is a ruthless and emotionally detached billionaire who owns multi-billion-dollar companies across the globe and rules the Indian mafia. Known for his cold demeanor, he struggles to show any emotion and doesn't believe in love or marriage, despite caring deeply for his family. With his sharp mind and commanding presence, Angad is a force to be reckoned with- definitely not someone you'd want to cross. When two empires collide, will love conquer their darkest fears, or will the war between their hearts destroy everything they've built? For that you'll have to read the book.