#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐊 𝐗 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀) "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫."👑 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒂, the crown princess of Karela and a powerful CEO, is a woman who commands attention. Fierce, intelligent and untouchable until the night she asks 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒊𝒌 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑮𝒂𝒖𝒓 to be her fake boyfriend at a grand party. What begins as a fleeting arrangement spirals into something much deeper, pulling them into a whirlwind of passion, power and obsession. Advik, a man who fell for her long before he even saw her, will stop at nothing to make her his. But in a world where power is a dangerous game, love is never simple. As secrets from the past begin to unravel and enemies plot against them, will their love survive the storm, or will their kingdom of trust come crumbling down? A tale of ambition, love, and the price of wearing the crown. 📚✨ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! 🙏 📖 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭! 💖

The feeling of being abandoned by one's own family was not unknown to Aadhira. She hates her family for abandoning her when she was only a newborn, leaving her in the hands of her uncle and aunt. What will happen when Aadhira is forced to live with her biological family whom she hates the most? Her family abandoned her when she was a new-born, so why are they claiming her now? Will she ever be able to forgive them for the things they did to her? Will she ever be able to love and accept them? Will her family be able to remove the seed of hatred she has for them or will Aadhira's hatred grow? For more stay tuned

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐢, 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐨-𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞-𝐟𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭-𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬. 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦-𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭? 𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.🖤🥀

BOOK ONE OF THE SILENCE SERIES [COMPLETED, NOT YET EDITED] ──── ୨୧ ──── ── .✦ 𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 They say a marriage is a bond where two people promise to love, cherish, and grow with each other. But what happens when someone marries not out of love, but to protect? Two childhood best friends. Unspoken feelings. A marriage of convenience. The question is, will this bond bring them closer or pull them further apart? ──── ୨୧ ──── [ENGLISH TRANSLATION AVAILABLE AFTER EVERY HINDI DIALOGUE]

In a world where justice and darkness walk the same streets, Atharva Yadhuvanshi is the man people trust to hunt monsters. A fearless CBI officer, known for his ruthless investigations and unbreakable moral code, he has spent years chasing criminals who believe they can escape the law. But the most dangerous criminal he will ever hunt... is the woman he cannot stop being drawn to. Akanksha Roy Singhania looks like perfection - graceful, intelligent, and untouchably elegant. To the world, she is calm and composed. But inside her mind lives another shadow. A darker persona. A silent predator. Haunted by Dissociative Identity Disorder, Akanksha lives with a fractured identity - one that hides a ruthless killer who leaves behind bodies and unanswered questions. When Atharva begins investigating a string of brutal murders, every clue leads him closer to a truth he isn't ready to face. Because the woman he is falling for... might also be the monster he is hunting. In a story filled with psychological twists, dark secrets, obsession, and forbidden love, the line between hunter and prey begins to blur. And when love collides with madness... Who will survive the truth?

You must have heard many stories where two people forced into marriage eventually become eternal lovers. And of course, there's always a villainess-the ex-girlfriend-who tries desperately to break them apart but never succeeds, right? But here, I am that ex-girlfriend. And the one who was dumped by a man who never trusted me with his secrets, let alone his heart. and now, I'm just trying my best to move on-living my life by pretending to forget him. For the past three years, I thought I was doing well. I thought I was free. But what happens when he walks back into my life- This time, carrying a powerful background i never even knew existed? _

"Silence is sexy, Baby. Isn't" "Andrew Smith" is a Gangster and leader of the BLACK SYNDICATE(Based in America). He is a Business tycoon for the world but in reality he and his whole gang is bloody killer. You can't mess with them.And if you did, OOPS SORRY Nobody left to tell what happened next.🔥what happen when he fall in love with indian girl. ...................................................................... "Shayeli chopra" is an ex lawyer. Currently owns a cafe. she is an indian girl who is currently living in America all alone. A simple girl waiting for his fictional man. Her fantasy is to marry a billionaire or mafia but what happened when her dream came true. "Hey bhagwan mera mafia billionaire husband kab aayega". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To find out what happend next dive into their story. His "SHY LADY" Her "Rew" She fell first but he fell harder.

She stepped into a hotel room for one normal night... And walked straight into a nightmare. Kang Jia, a rising South Korean actress, never expected that a single mistake would drag her into a world soaked in blood and secrets. A world ruled by a man people fear even to name. Jitoku Jae. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. The man behind the mask... the Mafia King known as Venom. One moment of weakness. One forced signature. And suddenly, Jia's freedom is gone. Now bound by a contract she doesn't remember signing, she becomes his possession---trapped in a cage where escape means losing everything... even her mother. But behind his cruelty lies something more dangerous than what eye met. And in a world where love feels like a sin... will she survive him---or fall for the man who wants to ruin her? ○☆○☆○☆○☆○☆○ Beware, this story contains violence, so reader discretion is highly advised. While absorbing and learning the lessons from this tale, it is crucial for you all to differentiate between what is beneficial and healthy, and abstain from applying any harmful scenes in real life. ○☆○☆○☆○☆○☆○ Check out my YouTube channel, [IrenXChaos] for the videos version of the story where I've compiled images of various locations relevant to the story. [[Word Count: 170,000 - 232,000]] 𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐓 ᵇʸ ⁱʳᵉⁿˣᶜʰᵃᵒˢ

Neel Agarwal was four years older than Aisha. Mature, composed, and terrifyingly calm. The topper. The disciplined one. The boy who believed emotions were distractions. Except when it came to her. Aisha Agarwal the clumsy, bright, over-smiling girl who walked into his life and turned it upside down. She trusted him blindly, fought with him like a child, and depended on him for everything... not knowing he loved her in a way he could never say out loud. For Aisha, Neel was safe. For Neel, Aisha was a weakness. But Aisha's heart beats for someone else. Shikhar. Her college classmate. Loud. Dominating. The "gunde-type" guy everyone feared but she loved. Protective in his own dangerous way. The kind of boy who fights first and thinks later. And Neel hated the way Shikhar held her hand so casually. Hated the way she smiled at him. Hated himself for not being enough. Neel is older. He knows better. He understands consequences. Shikhar doesn't. When possessiveness clashes with patience, when love fights ego, and when Aisha stands between two completely different worlds the calm storm and the raging fire who will she choose? The boy who silently built her dreams? Or the one who loudly claims her heart? A story about silent love, dangerous attraction, jealousy, and the painful truth that sometimes being the "right" person doesn't mean being the chosen one.

𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛... 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠: 𝐴 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑣𝑖 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠-𝑡𝑜-𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑎. ~ "Wanna smoke or not?" "What's the relation between smoking and coming closer to me?" I asked through gritted teeth. "Hai, kyu ni hai," Exhaling another slow plume of grey smoke, he whispered roughly, "Lighter toh nibad liya, so the only option left is lighting your cig with mine and..." He tilted his head, leaving a fingertip's distance between the tip of his cigarette and mine. "And?" I prompted. "And that requires me to be closer to you." I stared at him, my heart hammering violently against my ribs, then gestured toward the unlit cigarette. He brought the glowing tip of his cigarette toward mine, only to freeze just before they touched. "Why the hell did you stop?" I muttered, holding the cigarette firmly between my lips. "I can't light it..." he said, his gaze dropping to the single inch of space keeping our bodies apart. Agh... This man is teasing me way too much. "You can bend," I suggested. "My back hurts," he said, stepping away just a fraction. "Koi ni, kal lighter laa dyunga fer-" Before he could finish, I hooked a finger through his chain and yanked him forward, erasing that final inch between us. His hand instantly slammed against my waist to catch his balance, his eyes snapping down to lock with mine. "Now will you light it?" He let out a low, husky chuckle. Then leaned in, pressing the burning tip of his cigarette straight into mine until both embers flared together.