#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

"THEY WERE NEVER MEANT TO FALL IN LOVE... BUT DESTINY HAD OTHER PLANS" One accidental encounter. One unforgettable fight. And one wedding that changed everything. Avya Mehra never believed in fate-until it tangled her life with his in the most unexpected way. She was supposed to be a guest, not a bride. He was supposed to marry someone else, not her. They never wanted each other. They didn't even like each other. But what happens when two hearts, bound by mistake, begin to beat in sync? Atharv oberoi is cold, arrogant, and dangerously charming. She's fiery, ambitious, and far from the docile bride he expected. They clash like fire and ice-but sparks don't lie. And as the truth unravels, as emotions blur the lines of hate and love... They'll learn that some ties aren't chosen. They're written in fate. Because sometimes, love doesn't knock. It crashes in-wearing a wedding lehenga. Tropes: Forced Marriage Enemies to Lovers Secret Identities Slow Burn with Fireworks Sassy Female Lead x Cold but Caring Male Lead Possesive MMC He fell first and harder

An extended version of Khoon Khaar from "Won't Let You Go!". It can also be enjoyed as a standalone story. So, dive in and give it a go! **** Khoon khaar, a psycho driven by revenge, is hellbent on making everyone pay who was responsible for tearing Shanvi, his love away from him. And he found the one he holds responsible. Caught in his grasp, will she master the art of surviving his twisted games, or lose everything she holds dear? One thing is clear- she's with someone she should fear. Unpredictable and deadly, Khoon Khaar is a ticking time bomb. You'll never know if his next move will be a chilling laugh or a cold-blooded kill. Even his own men tread carefully, terrified of his volatile, bipolar nature. Will he ever let go of Shanvi and rebuild his shattered soul? Or will he raze the world to ashes in her name? ................. "You dared to ruin me. You took my Shanvi away from me," he growled, his hand fisting her hair and tugging with brutal force. "You call yourself a man?" she shot back, her voice fierce despite the pain. Her baby blue eyes blazed with a fire that rivaled his fury. "Who couldn't defeat the King and now uses his power against a defenseless woman," she spat, her words cutting through his ego like a blade. His lips curled into a sinister smile, a dangerous calm settling over him. "The woman whose sharp little mouth caused a war," he said, his voice chillingly quiet. He leaned closer, his eyes glinting with malice. "Let's see what else that mouth can do."

Aarav Malhotra - the reserved and soft-spoken CEO of Malhotra Hotels - has always put family above everything else. Quiet boardrooms and grand hotel projects are easier for him to handle than matters of the heart. Sakshi Sharma - a gentle, kind-hearted primary school teacher - finds joy in the laughter of children and dreams of a simple life filled with love and understanding. When their families arrange their marriage, both are hesitant, bound more by duty than desire. But as shy glances turn into warm conversations and small gestures grow into affection, they begin to discover that maybe, just maybe, fate knows their hearts better than they do. A tale of slow-burn love, emotional connection, and two introverted souls learning to open up - one gentle step at a time. Update on Friday and saturday tropes : * arranged marriage trope * both fell harder * strangers to lovers * age gap (4 years) * supportive in-laws

˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

'' Legends says if you can't fall asleep means that you are awake in someone's dream" she said while looking directly into his eyes he has the purest eyes she has ever seen. ''That is why you can't fall asleep for months cause you were awake in my dreams."he replied with a soft smile spreading on his lips. ............ . . . . . . 💫TROPES💫 ➡️Krisha and Rajvansh ▪️Love at first sight ▪️He fell first, he fell harder ▪️Always ready to fight x cool and calm never wants to fight with anyone ▪️Gane sune Bina neend nahi aati x use dekh kar sukoon milta hai ➡️ Khushi and shreyas ▪️childhood sweethearts ▪️Friends to lovers ▪️She fell first, she fell harder ▪️Pyar bharosa hai x pyar tabahi hai ➡️ Shreya and Shikhar ▪️ Ameer baap ki sudhri hui aulaad x Ameer maa ki sanskari aulaad ▪️ High school lovers ▪️He fell first and both fell harder ▪️Love after getting insulted . . . . . . . Let's dive into purity of love In the world of rajvansh and krisha. Shreya and shikhar Khushi and shreyas ............. Finding the true meaning of love , friendship , care , fear of losing someone special and feeling of being loved from someone.

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Book - 1 (Best friends series) Aditya x Meera 🎀 Meet Mr. Aditya Singhania India's most feared mafia king. Ruthless and merciless. He's the enigmatic diamond tycoon, commands attention wherever he goes. His chiseled jawline, piercing brown eyes and a cold, calculating demeanor mask his true identity. Aditya rules his shadowy empire with a iron fist. And there's Meera Sharma a short tempered and loving girl. Who want to live her life like all freedom. But, His Obsession is a wildfire, fierce and all consuming. In a world where power bent to his will, she is the one thing he cannot control, and that it drives him mad. Her laughter haunted his sleepless nights, her defiance ignites a dangerous hunger in his veins. He craves her like a man craves air, and no amount of chaos, bloodshed, or war can extinguish his need. His world was built on fear and respect, but for her, he is willing to burn kingdoms to ash. She is his addiction, his salvation, and his madness all wrapped in the one thing he was willing to ruin himself for.

She aimed for Survival; he became the Bullet. Until fate became the battleground of hearts. They say love can heal, but what if it's the wounds are from Love that break you? Leher Roychowdhury loved once-and lost everything. Heartbroken and scared, she swore never to love again. But fate isn't done playing. Forced into a marriage by family debts and old promises, she's stuck with a man who's as guarded as she is vulnerable. Azaan Sarfaraz has a deadly aim on the shooting range and in life. His heart? Locked away behind layers of pain and heartbreak especially over the girl- Leher who betrayed him once and still haunts his every breath. When their worlds collide, sparks fly-and so do ghosts from their past. Love that's meant to heal might just be the fire that consumes them. In a game of heartbreak, only one thing is certain: No one leaves unscathed.