She is just a girl; she always wonders, meanwhile for him, she is a celestial grace. It means she has a heavenly beauty, like an angel or a goddess. Something rare and beautiful, like the stars in the night sky. She is too hard to love, and people choose not to, but him loving her deeply in every possible way makes her feel like she isn't too hard to love for him. She doesn't like him or hate him either, meanwhile, he lives his life just to make her feel loved. She chooses to give up when she is jealous, meanwhile, he owns her in a way that even in his absence, people mention their names together. She teases him with Sanskrit nicknames, so he made one for her, even though he doesn't know Sanskrit. He is a stone, people say, but for her, he is the softest person who just acts like a demon because the world made him feel like one. She overthinks a lot, while he over-explains a lot. He loves her, and she loves to hear him say it every day. He is too easy to make jealous, and she loves to do that over and over again. "Suniye Prannath," she called, teasing him with a Sanskrit nickname. "Sunaiye Prandharini," he created a beautiful nickname for her. "Aapke bina jee nahi paayenge hum," she said, looking into his eyes. "Hume toh aapko apni nazaron ke saamne dekhe bina... marna bhi manzoor nahi," he said and kissed her forehead. "She is just a maid..." she tried to explain. "And I'm just jealous," he confessed. "Main galat hoon par... main kiski hoon?" she said, making innocent faces. "Meri," he said. "Haan toh, galti bhi aapki hui na," she said, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. __________________________________________________________________________________ ~Trophes~ Chaotic couple Sunshine × Grumpy He fell first, and she fell harder Love at First Sight Arranged × Forced marriage Innocent FMC Shameless MMC

BOOK 1 Of RATHORE SERIES He was the nightmare everyone feared. She became the only thing he couldn't survive without. He survived bullets, bloodshed, and betrayal. But he was never prepared for kindness. ✧ TROPES ✧ Obsessive Mafia Hero Psychologist × Mafia King Touch Her And Die Possessive Male Lead Dark Romance Trauma & Healing Emotional Dependency Morally Grey Hero Protective Obsession Beauty and the Beast Vibes Hurt/Comfort He Falls First and Harder

𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐙𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐮𝐭. ────౨ৎ──── A girl who never received love since childhood and is not interested in love meets a guy who gives her every reason to fall in love with him. Azlan & Iqra •Iqran• -Sunshine X Grumpy -Love at first sight -First love ────౨ৎ──── A badboy whom every girl wants and dies to get a touch from him meets a girl who's pure and simple, she denies his touch so he decides to make her beg for it but ends up falling head over heels for her. Ayaz & Amal •Amaz• -Bad boy x Good girl -She fell first, he fell harder -Revenge ────౨ৎ──── A guy who's work is his first love and he who hates loud noises and drama meets a drama queen who makes him go crazy just like her and for her. Shahzain & Shiza •Shizain• -love triangle -Office romance -Opposites Attract ────౨ৎ──── This is a rom-com multi couple story. Read to find more abt them and their journey of ishq.

Meet Adhvik Raichand - a cold-hearted billionaire CEO, for whom relationships are nothing more than business deals, and people... merely chess pieces. And then there is Aanya Saxsena - an innocent, soft-hearted girl who doesn't even remember her own wedding, yet whose life has been shattered forever. The wedding preparations were meant for Aanya's step-sister. The bride on the altar was supposed to be someone else. But when the veil was lifted... It was Aanya. No consent. No memories. Only a forced marriage. To the world, Adhvik Raichand is the ultimate dream man - powerful, charming, irresistible. But to Aanya... He is nothing less than a demon. Cold. Ruthless. Dominating. Control-freak. On one side - an innocent girl, desperately searching for the truth behind her own marriage. On the other - her demon husband, for whom Aanya is nothing more than a necessity. What is the real truth behind Aanya's wedding? Why was she forced into this marriage? And will she ever escape this dangerous bond? Dive into a dark, intense, emotional rollercoaster of love, obsession, pain and passion. Read now: Demon CEO's Forced Wife 🔥🖤

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

"I don't want your love, Printsessa. I want your obedience." To end a brutal blood war between two ruthless empires, Elena Romano is forced into a marriage she never chose with Dante Morozov, the Bratva's most feared heir. He is cold, calculating, and untouchable. A man who rules through violence and silence, whose stare cuts sharper than any blade. From the moment they wed, Dante makes one thing clear: Elena is not his wife-she is the price of peace. But peace was never his intention. As enemies close in and betrayal lurks in every shadow, Dante's dangerous obsession shifts from control to possession. His protection is suffocating. His devotion, lethal. And Elena-the woman who swore she'd never love a man drenched in blood begins to notice the cracks beneath his armour... especially when his hands tremble every time her life is threatened. In a world of mafia wars, forced marriage, and deadly secrets, one truth becomes unavoidable: You don't escape the man who owns your heart. Or the man who owns your life. Dark Mafia Romance | Forced Marriage | Possessive Anti-Hero | Enemies to Lovers | Bratva x Mafia If you think you can survive Dante Morozov... think again.

His voice was hoarse as he whispered against my ear, "Shh, love. Stop being so irresistible. I want to give you something." He pulled his fingers out of my pants, leaving me empty and frustrated. My eyes snapped to his instantly, a soft whimper escaping my lips. He took out a small, velvet box from his pocket, holding it out to me silently. Curiosity piqued, I opened it to reveal a pair of delicate gold anklets, tiny diamonds and rubies scattered along the chain. I looked up at him questioningly, but he just smiled softly, taking my left foot gently in his hand. He wrapped one anklet around my left ankle, securing it with a gentle click. Then he picked up my right foot, his touch reverent. "Fuck, love," he murmured, "You look even more beautiful with these." He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my left ankle, right above the anklet. I gasped, he smiled against my skin before kissing my right ankle as well. "Perfect." he whispered. ⚬──────────✧──────────⚬ Aarohi Arora, a soft-spoken, seemingly fragile girl with quiet strength buried deep within her. She carries the unhealed wounds of her mother's death and the weight of her own father's resentment, learning early that love often comes with conditions. Dhruv Malhotra, a man forged in power and darkness. Cold-hearted, arrogant, and ruthlessly feared, he rules both boardrooms and blood-soaked shadows without mercy. Haunted by the brutal loss of his sister, guilt has hardened him into someone who destroys before he can feel. A wedding with no answers. A bond neither of them chose. Thrown into a mansion ruled by control and shadows, she becomes the wife he refuses to accept and the truth he can't ignore. In his eyes, she's a lie. In hers, he's a storm she never learned how to survive. AAROHI x DHRUV Book one in the burnt crown series (CAN BE READ STANDALONE)

Elena Moroni has spent her whole life surviving in silence. Silence kept her safe. Silence kept her alive. Bruises fade, but words spoken to the wrong person in a cruel home never do. So she learned not to speak at all. Not when her father yelled. Not when he hurt her. Not even when she wanted to cry. Then one night, everything goes wrong. A debt her father owes drags Elena into a world she has only heard about in whispers - blood-stained money, ruthless men, and the name everyone fears to say too loudly: Dante Russo. Dante is not a man people survive twice. Cold-eyed, merciless, obsessed with control, he rules the Italian mafia like a king built from violence. Men fear him. Women avoid him. Enemies disappear because of him. So when Elena is thrown at his feet as payment for her father's betrayal, Dante expects fear. What he doesn't expect... is silence. No begging. No screaming. No lies. Just a broken girl with terrified eyes that somehow still look at him like she's waiting for permission to breathe. Elena is pulled deeper into a dangerous world of obsession, violence, power, and a love so consuming it could either save her... or destroy them both

"You have a choice either choose me or being a mafia" I added hoping that he'll come back with me and if not then I will be the one leaving him this time. He suddenly started laughing loudly confusing me. "Oh god you are so innocent sweetheart do you honestly think that I have brought you here just to let you go...do you think going away from me is so easy, do you really think that I'll ever let that happen" he said controlling his laughter for a while but again started laughing. "You can't keep me with you without my wish" I whispered feeling all my confidence gone suddenly. "You'll be staying with me love with or without your wish" he replied coming closer his lips touching my ear, before walking out leaving me all alone. **** Ryan Knight and Vienna Green both were high school sweethearts, they were deeply in Love with eachother. But one incident changed their life and parted them away from eachother. But destiny had some other plans and they both met again but Ryan is now the most feared and powerful mafia of Russia. And after knowing this, all Vienna wants to do is run away from him. But what she doesn't know is that Ryan won't let her go this time, not again. **** Book 3 in Loving series. It can be read as a stand alone book. Cover by @EndlessHeights-

His hand lifted slowly, almost shaking, until his knuckles brushed her cheek. "Don't touch me." "I told you," he said, stepping closer until his chest nearly touched hers, "I won't hurt you. But I will touch you." "You think that's any different?" "Not when it's me," he said without hesitation."You'll see the difference." "You're mad," she whispered. "Mad is chasing something that doesn't exist," he murmured. "But you... you exist. I can see you, breathe you, touch you." He pressed his palm to the wall beside her head, caging her in. "You're mine to protect. Mine to keep. Mine to..." his eyes flicked down to her lips, lingering, "...claim." Her breath hitched. "Claim? I'm not yours." "You were mine the moment I saw you," he said, his hand sliding to her jaw. "Every fear, every wall you hide behind-they're mine now. I'll tear them down, one by one, until there's nothing left between us." Her lips trembled. "Why me?" "Because I've never wanted anyone else," he whispered. "And I never will." She searched his face desperately for a trace of softness, but there was none. "You can't just decide that." "I didn't decide," he murmured. "It happened the second I saw you. The second you looked at me in a way no one else ever has." "I never-" "You did," he cut her off "You're trying to forget it because you're scared. But fear doesn't change the truth." His thumb brushed against the corner of her mouth. "I told you before... don't talk to Varun. Don't marry him. You'll only marry me. Because you're mine." Her eyes stung, tears threatening. "Stop saying that me... you'll feel me." Her voice cracked. "You're insane." "And you're my obsession."