𝕬 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝕹𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑 She let out a humorless laugh, her expression hardening further. "You?" she said, her voice dripping with disgust. "You don't deserve a second chance. The only thing you deserve is death-and that too a horrible one." "I may not be the kind of person who finds happiness in others' grief," she continued, her lips curling in cold satisfaction, "but the day you die, I will celebrate it. I will be on the moon with happiness." Her eyes didn't waver from his. "I'll go to temples and offer prayers just to thank God for finally taking you away from this world." He shook his head slightly, his gaze never leaving her face as he said, "I do not visit temples, so unfortunately I cannot personally ask your God to fulfill your wish, but I admire your dedication." His smirk returned as he added, "However, you can try to make that wish come true after our wedding, because I will give you as many opportunities as you need to attempt it."

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

"If I hate something, would you hate that too?" she murmurs, eyes lifting to his like she's asking for a vow. Alonzo doesn't even blink. "Abso-fùćking-lutely. I wouldn't just hate it- I'd destroy it." She exhales, a tiny shaky breath. "And if I love something... you'd love that too?" His jaw flexes. "Depends." "Would you love it for me, Alonzo?" she repeats. "...I can try," he whispers, like it's the closest thing to surrender he's ever given anyone. "I love you, Alonzo." ◇◇◇ We all have heard the stories of mentors and students. Of knowledge passed down, discipline shaping ambition. But what happens when the mentor is more than what he appears to be? He is Alonzo Accardi, the youngest managing partner of Accardi Law Firm. Brilliant, Cynical, Unreadable. In boardrooms contracts are signed under his name, some written in ink, some in silence and some in blood. She is Iraanya Kashyap, sent to his mansion to prepare for her Law exam under his guidance. She thrives on feral curiosity and pure recklessness. And yet, in her defiance, she finds herself entangled in codes she isn't aware of, written on paper and power. She is not only a student. He is not only a tutor. This is not only a lesson. And many questions are yet to be answered. Together they step in a world where knowledge is not innocent, where lessons leave scars and where every answer only sharpens the question. 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 '𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐧' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ❝𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭.❞ -Shivani Desai ❝𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧.❞ -Reyaan Oberoi ～✿～ She is the mastermind of the game, planning every move carefully and placing every piece with precision. Yet, she doesn't realize that the game isn't just running on her skills, but the god of the game himself is on her side. -quietly playing his own game in the shadow of her game. ～✿～ 🎀 TROPES 🎀 Physiotherapist × Business Tycoon Replaced Groom Planned Marriage Obsessed × Devoted Love Possessive Male Lead Manipulative Female Lead Touch her & lose your important hand Mysterious Past Both fell harder [who fell first? That's secret, my Jaan]

"Are you wet, dimple ?" Sara Vijay has everything except her freedom. Desperate to escape her father's political stranglehold, she blackmails her coldest rival, Zavian Moretti, into marriage. Zavian is a celebrated professor and the enigmatic owner of the Morvane Clinical Institute-admired, untouchable and far more dangerous than he lets the world see. Sara thinks she's forcing his hand. In reality, that's not even close. Will she finally submit to his dark desires or will she be the one to break him first? ~~~ A DARK ROMANCE NOVEL Tropes Dark romance Touch her and die Villain gets the girl Spicy romance Forced marriage Childhood rivals She hates him Obsessed villain Morally grey Murder mystery Psychological thriller Professor x student ( 2 years age gap ) Contains mature content, readers are advised to read only if they are comfortable! #2 in top 10 india on 15,16 /5/26 🧿 #6 in top 10 india on 20,21 /5/26 #5 in top 10 Indian on 22 /5/ 26 #4 in top 10 India on 12/ 7/ 26 #3 in top 10 India on 13/7/26

Highly mature content A game of revenge, love, hatred and manipulation. #1 in desi love #1 in lonely #1 in adult-content #1 in recommendation #1 in watty #1 in fiction

Vaidehi Chauhan was born into a world of gold and grit, but she learned early that a royal smile is the best place to hide a bleeding heart. At twenty-two, she is a storm trapped in silk, bound by a sacred marriage vow to a man who is as much a stranger as he is her husband. Rana Vanraj Singh Rathore is a decade older, a man carved from the hard stone of the Mewar hills, powerful, possessive, and dangerously restrained. To the world, she is the poised princess. To him, she is a mystery he wants to unravel slowly, breath by agonizing breath. Behind the closed doors of the royal wing, the air thickens with a tension that neither of them can voice. It is in the way his gaze lingers on the curve of her neck, or how her pulse stutters whenever he stands close enough for her to feel the heat radiating from his skin. He is a flame that consumes everything in its path, and she is the one woman who refuses to be burnt. But in a palace where every shadow holds a secret, a single word can ignite a fire that no vow can contain. As the hunger she tries to bury begins to clash with the cold duty she was raised for, Vaidehi must face the truth. Loving him isn't just a choice; it is a surrender that will either liberate her or destroy them both. This is a high-tension, mature royal Indian romance where every touch is a provocation and every glance is a sin.

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐨𝐟 '𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 She was never meant to become the bride. Calm, intelligent, and deeply rooted in dignity, she believed life should always follow fate, not logic. But one unexpected twist forces her into a marriage she never wanted... becoming the accidental and replaced bride of Dr. Devangsh Malhotra, a dangerously composed man known for his discipline, power, and emotionally guarded heart. To him, their marriage is nothing more than a responsibility... a contract built on circumstances, not love. Living under the same roof slowly changes everything between them. Somewhere between silent care, midnight conversations, stolen glances, and unspoken emotions, their cold arrangement begins turning into something neither of them can control. The woman he once considered a mistake slowly becomes the only peace his chaotic soul recognizes. And the man she feared would never accept her becomes her safest place without even realizing it himself. What starts as an accident soon transforms into a deeply emotional slow-burn romance filled with longing, healing, heartbreak, possessiveness, and unconditional love. Because sometimes, the people fate forces into our lives unexpectedly become the very souls we cannot survive without. And this is a story of two strangers who were never supposed to fall in love... yet ended up becoming each other's entire world...!

'Bound by Duty, Torn by Desire'❤️‍🔥 "I'm ordering you to love me," Nadiya's voice wavered, though she tried to sound firm. Her eyes locked onto his, daring him to defy her. "I'm your boss now. You must follow my commands, Asif." "You think love is something you can order?" he asked quietly, his voice gravelly and low. His fingers slid up her arm, grazing her skin, and her body tensed under his touch. "You can ask for my loyalty, my protection, even my life. But love? That's something else entirely." ★★★ Nadiya Khan, 27, an independent woman and architect who created her own name stepping out of the shadow of her billionaire businessman father and brother. Asif Malik, 34, a devoted bodyguard of Khan Family. His responsible nature and loyalty are his greatest pride, and he has dedicated his life to protecting those he serves. They had a past history which made Nadiya create a shell of coldness around her. What will happen when they met after 12 years and Asif will assign as her personal bodyguard? Will they be able to resist the magnetic attraction pulling them together? Or will Asif's years of dedication crumble in the face of a love that refuses to be forgotten? ★★★ And if you're craving enemies-to-lovers fire, meet Esra Yildiz, the sassy mafia princess turned reckless lawyer, and Arsalan Khan, the calm, composed CEO of a restaurant empire, the Ice Prince himself. He hated her to the core..and she returned the sentiment with equal fire. He was calm like still water; she, a stormy ocean. Yet somehow, she was the only chaos he could ever tolerate. What happens when fate forces them to work together? Will the tension crack into hatred or ignite into something far more dangerous? And when the lines between enemies and something more begin to blur... Who will fall first? Two couples, two kinds of personalities, but one dangerously addictive collision. Let the chaos of hearts begin ❤️‍🔥. Warning : Mature scenes & Language

"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.