"𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎" ••• There's an unspoken rule about your best friend's brother, 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 but when the said brother is the exact definition of your imaginary boyfriend, rules get blurry and lines get crossed. It was supposed to be just a birthday party but eyes met, that unknown feeling took residence, and in middle of all the chaos, There was a beginning of something forbidden yet something so real for both of them. Just a normal crush, right? No.

Highest rankings:- #1 in Rajputs #24 in brides #40 in adult-content #1 in generalfiction #9 in Royal She gasped when he cornered her frame to the wall, her front banging to the hard surface and his front capturing her from behind. He rasped in her ear huskily grinding his lower body to her, "Tumhe to main pehle hi chakh chuka hu. Trust me, I haven't forgotten how you tasted." A moan escaped her lips feeling his lips on the seam of her ear. A smirk graced her plump lips which she threw his way and muttered seductively, "Explains your obsession with me, Hukum!" He ground his dick to her derriere retorting in a lustful husky baritone, "Are you sure I am the only one obsessed here?" *** Pulling her veil from the dishevelled bed she wore it over her bare self, running fingers through her hair when his deep husky voice greeted her ears, "Naam kya hai?" Throwing him a gaze over her shoulder she stated, "Heer." Running his gaze over her naked form, he stood up covering his own with the scattered clothes when her slow voice asked him, "Or aapka?" Amusement danced in his eyes at her oblivion. Leaning into her he whispered huskily with a smug face, "Ranjha to nhi hai." *** Entering inside the room she shared with her now husband she closed the door behind her. However, the next moment his body towered over hers encaging her between the wall and himself. She breathed out in anger, "Kya badtameezi hai." Only for her anger to diminish when he raised his hand that held a black gun, his deadly gaze staring straight into her fiery ones. He stated firmly, "Aaj ke baad unhe jealous karwane ke liye tumne hamara istemaal kiya to..." The gun landed inside her mouth shaking her from head to toe, and his voice rang in the room, "To thok denge." ~***~ Six lives. Three love sagas. One story! Join them in an epic love chronicle revolving around hidden secrets, revenge, power-battle, obsession and their passion, their junoon for their consorts.

{ #𝟐 𝕴𝖌𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 } 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐢 I learned early enough that you should never trust anyone more than yourself. Not even family, cuz in the end it's only you against the world. I stopped expecting things from people and caring about their opinions. Just one person mattered. My aadi. * 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 It was just a cooperation, I wasn't expecting to find a woman so tenacious. She's different, unlike anyone I had ever met and I knew she was meant to be more than an acquaintance. * * * I am ready to make her mine but the question is- Is she ready to make me hers?

Mythili Kapoor, in her eyes,is a nobody. Her parents were always in want of a son and were granted that wish post twelve years of her birth and since then her brother Rajveer has been the apple of her parents eyes. Oh yes, she is remembered when they have to make public appearances and play the perfect family but other than that, no one cares if she sometimes cry herself to sleep or just sits by the window of her room for hours with a book, unnoticed or if she misses her meals and honestly, she has stopped minding anything now. She has stopped feeling anything. In her twenty one years of existence, people have rarely bothered about her but she wants one thing for herself, to be independent and thankfully, her parents don't mind her going to college. Shivaay Singh Rathore is a man of a few, but straight words. Multi-Billionaire at twenty-eight, life hadn't spared him the kindness to have a childhood everyone deserves. He is honest and his past is something no one truly can speak about and carries a roguish charm to his demigod looks. Unwanted and uncared for are two different feelings but at the end of the tunnel, both find their base in loneliness. These two will too. Well, destiny and its mysterious ways.

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!

THE TERRITORY OF RAJPUTS °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° *The Rajput series. *The story of two prince's and their complicated married life. *The First crowned prince Virat Pratap Singh Rajput and his queen Akriti Singh. ( He is ruling his territory, What will happen when she step inside his territory to rule his heart? Will he give her a chance?) *The Second prince Jai Pratap Singh Rajput and his queen Ritika singh. ( He is heartless, she is a sweetheart but What will happen when two same poles come close to each other? Will they attract or repel?)

Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

"I don't have any expectations from this marriage, nor am I looking for love," he said. "I am entering into this marriage merely to honor my promise to Sahil, for the sake of his parents and your daughter." ♡ "She will never love you the way she loved him", the harsh truth was reminded to him again. He replied, "She may never love me, and that doesn't matter to me. My love for her is boundless, enough to fill both our hearts and keep me content. Also, I don't ever want her to love me the way she loved him. Even if she gives me ten percent of that love, I'll be the happiest man alive." ♡ Anisha Mehta finds herself at a crossroads after the tragic loss of her husband. Left to raise their young daughter alone, her world turns grey, and hope seems distant. Destiny plays its tune and ties her into a marriage of convenience with Atharva Raichand, an intimidating and enigmatic billionaire with a significant secret hidden behind his ruthless and chilling exterior. As Anisha navigates the uncharted waters of a marriage born out of obligation, she begins to unravel the layers of Atharva's heart and confront her feelings. ♡ The story follows their journey as they navigate the nuances of their evolving relationship, amidst societal expectations, unexpressed emotions, and the haunting echoes of Sahil's memory. Set against a backdrop of family dynamics, emotional turmoil, and unexpected alliances, the story explores the depths of love, sacrifice, and the courage it takes to embrace a new beginning. Will Anisha and Atharva find the strength to heal each other's wounds and embark on a path of love and companionship? Or will the shadows of the past forever cloud their chance of happiness?

First Book of Her Series WELCOME TO journey.... Of Eshana and Armaan .. Meet our Boss Lady Eshana Shekhawat. Her world , where ambition and success reign supreme, but secrets lurk in the shadows, waiting to unravel her carefully crafted life. Enter Armaan Roy, a 29-year-old enigma who serves as Eshana's loyal secretary. Kind-hearted, mysterious, and intensely private, Armaan harbors a secret past that has shaped his empathetic nature. When Life made her hate the word Love with her everything.. Will she ever able to know what true Love feels like? Their worlds collide unexpectedly when Eshana's formidable reputation faces an unprecedented challenge. To navigate a complex business deal and appease influential stakeholders, Eshana concocts a daring plan: hire a husband. Enter Armaan, the unsuspecting candidate thrust into a role he never anticipated. Many secrets are still unknown to her, neither she knows what had already trapping her to destroy her forever. In everything both her hardwork and she is in big trouble... And to makes that worst, her family will be one of reason different her problems? Her Destiny is going to play a evil or you can say it has already started.... Will she able to survive all this alone, or someone will enter her life either to save her from or to make the situation worse... But the actual question is what will make the billionaire hire a husband for her? Why he agree to such a contract ? " Her Hired Husband " is a gripping tale of ambition, betrayal, and unexpected romance. Set against the backdrop of high-stakes business dealings and personal revelations, this story explores the transformative power of love and the courage it takes to break down walls built to protect fragile hearts. Join Eshana and Armaan as they discover that sometimes, the greatest risk is opening oneself up to the possibility of love - even if it means challenging everything they thought they knew. Started on - 1st November 2023