"He is a royal, She is a commoner. He can't love, She is eager to get hers. He tries to ignore her, She wants to waste every minute of her day on him." Ruhi Bisht, a commoner of Almora, Uttarakhand. She is a goofy, hyperactive and talkative girl. She doesn't care about rules and regulations. In her life she is the rule-maker. Karan Rajput, a royal of Udaipur, Rajasthan. He is a quiet and secretive man. He has to follow his parents' every command, willingly or unwillingly. And he knows choosing his soulmate, is something he isn't allowed to do. Changes happen with time, And in Karan's family those changes will come with Ruhi's modern mind. When Ruhi would take stand for Karan, the rules have to bend. Willingly or Unwillingly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *This is the second book of "All Mine" duet.* ____________________________ All Rights Reserved ©

HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT 🔞🌶 "Some love stories aren't meant to survive... only to haunt." Aryaveer Patnaik and Ashmira Maharana belonged to the same world of power, luxury, reputation, and influence-yet they were completely different souls. Ashmira Maharana knew how to stay graceful in every situation. She spoke politely, respected people, and carried herself with quiet elegance. But her silence was never weakness. She knew exactly when to raise her voice and stand for her self-respect. Aryaveer Patnaik, however, was nothing like her. Cold. Ruthless. Emotionally distant. He never believed every problem could be solved with love, patience, or calmness. To him, some battles demanded cruelty. Some people only understood harshness. Where Ashmira carried warmth behind her strength... Aryaveer carried darkness behind his control. Their marriage was never a fairytale. It was built on pressure, circumstances, and emotions neither of them truly understood. He was the kind of man who could protect her from the entire world while slowly becoming the reason behind her pain himself. Possessive, dangerously silent, and impossible to understand-Aryaveer never knew how to love softly. And somehow, Ashmira became the only woman capable of seeing the broken man hidden behind the monster everyone feared. But some people are not meant to heal each other. Some are meant to ruin, scar, and haunt forever. And perhaps that was exactly what Aryaveer Patnaik and Ashmira Maharana were destined to become.." #2 book of "Veils & Vendettas" series Can be read standalone....

He took a step closer, lowering his voice just enough for her to hear. "Then name your price, Miss Rawal." The air between them turned razor-sharp. Everyone waited stunned, for Arisha's reply. Her lips curved, not in amusement but in challenge. "Your whole worth," she said slowly, "is not even close to my price Mr. Raghuvanshi." ______________________________________ "Possession isn't optional... it's destiny." He is the King of Rajasthan - powerful, feared, and untouchable. She is the girl no one ever noticed... until fate threw them together. In a world of royal expectations, family secrets, and dangerous rivals, their hearts collide, igniting a passion neither expected. But can love survive when every glance, every decision, and every secret is under scrutiny? Will Arisha win the king's heart... or will the shadows of the past tear them apart before their story even begins? Note : Sample only.

"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 .

𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬- 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 " 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥" 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 was supposed to marry the younger Malhotra brother. Everything was perfect. The venue. The families. The vows waiting to be spoken. Until the groom... disappeared. And the man who stepped forward instead....was 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚. The older brother. The responsible one. The one who had always stood beside her... but never in front of the mandap. One moment, they were best friends. The next moment....they were husband and wife. Not because they chose it. Not because they planned it. But because sometimes fate doesn't ask. It decides. And now they must live with a marriage neither of them expected...A bond that was never meant to exist. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰... 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 +𝟏𝟖 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 Replaced Groom 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐕𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬. Dear Gulab & Gulabo's, this story is being revised and will return soon. Thank you for your patience 💛

Saanjh, a bright and ambitious young girl, had her life all planned out - she would become a teacher, gain independence, and explore the world beyond her village. She longed to inspire young minds and live life on her own terms. But before her dreams could take flight, her family forced her into marriage - right after 12th grade - with Vijay, a quiet 25-year-old farmer's son. Vijay, too, had once dreamed big. He wanted to study further. But like Saanjh, his fate was sealed by tradition and responsibility. As two strangers bound by a forced marriage, Saanjh and Vijay struggle to reconcile their broken paths. He respects her. She resents him. But what happens when patience meets passion... and silent sacrifice starts to look like love? This is a story of rural love, second chances, and a woman's fight to reclaim her voice - set in the heart of 1990s India

This is a story of two people who come from completely different worlds. Rudraksh Sharma is a shy, well-mannered boy from a middle-class family in Delhi. He believes in respect, values, and keeping his head down. He doesn't speak much, but when he does, his words always carry depth. Ritika Rathod, on the other hand, belongs to a rich and traditional Rajasthani family. She has everything money can buy, but still stays grounded, soft-spoken, and respectful. She's the kind of girl who smiles politely, even when she's nervous inside. When fate brings them together in an arranged marriage, neither of them knows what to expect. There's no love at first sight. No loud confessions. Just two quiet souls trying to adjust, understand, and slowly... fall in love. A soft, slow-burn romance where emotions grow with time, and love comes without noise - just honesty, trust, and quiet companionship.