A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of love that doesn't just 'owns' you... it unravels you in the most beautiful way. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 - 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩? Devanshi was sixteen when the world first tried to break her. Homeless. Hunted. Until a stranger's kindness gave her a family she never had - four brothers who became her home and parents who chose to love her. Then she was gone. Just like that. Five years of love. One night of flames. And a girl who simply... vanished. Somewhere across the ocean, a girl with no memories and no voice, trying to survive a life she doesn't recognize. She doesn't remember a house full of laughter. She doesn't remember being loved. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗡𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗱. 𝗡𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸. 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗺. 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗔𝗟𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗚𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗬 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 !

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚- ruthless Italian mafia king and cold-blooded businessman. His eyes hold darkness deeper than the ocean, his heart colder than death. People fear his name because mercy never existed in his world.Every word he speaks is a command, every silence a threat. He is the devil in human skin 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚- the girl with silent lips but fearless eyes.Her voice was stolen by trauma, (mute) but her spirit remains unbreakable.In a world ruled by devils, she is pure peace no darkness can touch. She is the only weakness of the man born without a heart. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑛, 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑆𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 - 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒

She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

"Whoever you are... stop carrying something that wasn't yours to carry." She left that comment on a stranger's video at 5 PM on a Tuesday, sitting alone at a bus stop, still shaking from a panic attack she'd never admit to having. She didn't know his name. He didn't know hers. But Krishiv Singhania had read that comment seventeen times by midnight. Aanya Malhotra believes love like in novels doesn't exist in real life. She's clumsy, filmy, guarded in ways she's gotten very good at hiding - and she has absolutely zero interest in the silent, intense boy who keeps accidentally catching her every time she falls. Literally. Krishiv Singhania doesn't do feelings. Doesn't do attachments. Doesn't do anything that might cost someone else the way loving him has cost people before. He sings to someone who cant hear him anymore at 1 AM on an anonymous YouTube channel and calls it fine. He is not fine. Now his brother is marrying her sister. And they have one week in the same city. The universe, apparently, has opinions. ♡ Strangers to lovers ♡ Slow burn ♡ Chaotic FL x Silent ML ♡ He fell first ♡ She heals him, he protects her ♡ Two broken people finding each other ♡ ........ And it's not over here! Inside this book, there are more couples, more chaos, more drama, and more romance... so janne ke liye padhiye ye book WE KEPT FINDING EACH OTHERR

•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗

NOW AVAILABLE ON STCK Reyansh Raichand & Aarohi Sharma They smiled, They laughed, They faught, They cried. You saw it all! And now, They are starting their new journey, hopefully with all your blessings!! So, are you ready to dive into 3 years in their future? THIS IS NOT A STANDALONE IT IS CONTINUATION OF ISHQIYA Started: 11 Apr 2025 Ended :

Book #1 of Never Duet "You would never be more than just a replacement, you'd never be mine." She had no choice in marriage or in running away from it. From him. The man who was supposed to marry her sister would get her now. Whether she fought, ran and begged. He'd drag her back on gun point if it meant she became his replacement bride. Deal. Reputation. Business. Three words that changed her fate. Three words to best describe why everyone wanted this marriage-except her. And before she could hope for this marriage to turn real, he made sure she never dared to. Tropes: Replaced bride Marriage of convenience Forced marriage Age gap Artist x Businessman Forced proximity