Atif Siddiqui, the dutiful man was too young to be married and was definitely too young to lose the said wife amidst labour. In the cruel world where he still has to prove his abilities by pushing his father's business in all parts of the world, he is left with an infant to worry about. Haya Qureshi, the modest, dutiful and pious woman, who happens to be Atif's elder cousin has loved him since he was an infant. Not the way you love your siblings. She had decided to take on an active caregiver role for Atif's newborn and let him conquer the world he so desperately wanted to. Haya, who once lost Atif to circumstances, was unwilling to lose again. She must admit her love for him before he becomes her lost possession again. Dive in this story to read about their daily shenanigans and how Haya stays devoted to her self-proclaimed khuda, her love, in difficult times.

"Why do you want to marry me if you don't even like me?" she asked, feeling frustrated. "Because I can't bear the thought of you being with someone else," he replied in a dull voice. What happens when they enter a nikkah bound by confusion and unspoken truths? Is his indifference real-or are deeper feelings hidden behind his silence?

The story revolves around the Rathore family - a powerful and deeply orthodox household where patriarchy rules every corner of the mansion. The men in this family have grown up believing that dominance equals respect, and control is love. They don't know how to value a woman's voice, emotions, or choices. For them, women are meant to obey, not speak. Tradition is their excuse, and ego is their religion. The male leads are cold, aggressive, and emotionally unavailable. They carry the burden of their family legacy like a badge of honor, believing it's their right to command and their privilege to be obeyed. In this toxic environment, women are expected to be submissive, soft-spoken, and endlessly sacrificing. But what happens when the fire within these silent women finally dares to rise?

He tore open her blouse, his voice a dark, possessive growl. "Ab tu meri hui..." ["Now you are mine..."], "...teri har saas..." ["...your every breath..."], "...teri har dadkan..." ["...your every heartbeat..."], "...tera yeh jism..." ["...this body of yours..."], "...in sab mein bus mera haq hain." ["...in all of this, only I have the right."] Vamika stood paralyzed, a silent scream trapped in her throat. Every shred of resistance had been stripped away, leaving only the hollow shell of surrender. She was his to claim, his to break. And as his shadow fell over her, he did. Now he owned her. Completely. Can an arrogant village headman ever truly fall for the daughter of his lender-the woman he married by force? Or will his "love" remain nothing more than a dark, consuming obsession? Will Vamika remain just a pawn in his game, a collateral for debts and power... or can she become something more, something real to him? Can their marriage ever transform from a cold, calculated deal into a true union of hearts... or is it doomed to remain a cage of control and desire?

Book~2 of Villainous Series 🖤✨ Previously known as 'The Devil's Last Sin' Their union was written in the stars, but their fate was sealed at the altar. Once just a mere, tiny star in his sky, she became the moon that illuminated his cursed soul. She was never meant to be his bride, but fate bound her to the devil she despised. He thought she was just another sin...until she became the one he would gladly burn for, his last sin that turned into salvation.

Years ago, they were bound by a mistake called marriage. Too young to understand love, too proud to stay. They walked away , carrying the scars, the silence, and a story left unfinished. Now, after years apart, Arjun and Avantika stand on opposite ends of success , independent, unstoppable, and untouched by the past... or so they believe. But fate is never done playing its game. One unexpected meeting and all the walls they built begin to tremble. This time, there are no childish promises. No anger. No blame. Just two broken souls, learning to love the right way , the adult way , with patience, depth, and the kind of longing that never really dies. Maybe this is what destiny always meant .... not the love they lost, but the one they were meant to grow into. A story of second chances, healing hearts, and a love reborn in its most mature form. "They were too young to love right. Now fate gives them one last chance."

#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?