Ikroor Shehgal, 26 the iron-willed heiress of the Shehgal empire. Raised to be unbreakable, she is the perfect successor to Shehgal Industries, cold, precise, and untouchable. Beneath the polished façade of legality, she secretly reigns as the silent queen of a hidden cannabis empire, ruling the weed kingdom without mercy. She speaks little, feels less - at least that's what the world believes. Her parents receive nothing beyond necessary words, while only her dadi holds the key to the fragile pieces of her heart. She despises her younger sister, seeing weakness where she was taught strength. Emotionless by design... yet somewhere in the shadows of her guarded soul, Ikroor quietly longs for a love she was never allowed to have. Agastya Raghavan, 32 the golden heir of the powerful Raghavan dynasty. To his parents, he is their flawless prince - gentle, obedient, and impossibly composed. To the world, he is a ruthless nightlife magnate, ruling casinos and shadowed empires with a single calculated glance. Calm. Strategic. Untouchable. Beneath his legal throne lies a darker truth - the unseen mastermind of a feared international syndicate, merciless in power and betrayal. He does not forgive. He does not forget. But behind closed doors, for the few he loves, Agastya is warmth wrapped in steel - fiercely protective, quietly possessive, and devastatingly loyal. He does not give his heart easily. But when he does... it is forever.

"𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗕𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆,𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁." ------------ Love series #1 --- India is known for its grand and lavish weddings-where every family dreams of making the day unforgettable. But this isn't just any wedding. This is a royal affair, uniting two powerful dynasties-one rooted in ancient legacy, the other built from the ground up through sheer determination. It was meant to be the wedding of the century. But what happens when one of the most crucial people in the ceremony fails to show up? Whispers began to float through the opulent hall. Eyes turned toward the figure sitting alone-confused, abandoned, and judged. The air thickened with gossip, and honor was at stake. To protect their pride, to silence society's tongue, they made a decision. A replacement was found. A replacement to uphold reputation... A replacement to protect dignity... A replacement for love? .................

The combination of fuel and fire is dangerous❤️🔥, everyone knows this but when two people become each other's fuel and fire💋, then either they burn themselves or burn anyone who comes between them...✨ And in this story, there is our fire, Samarth Singh Rathore, the king of Jodhpur, the best businessman of India, who is just like a devil, he has no place for anyone in his heart except his family, cold, grumpy, rude - all these are very small words, for him he is a devil, a devil. And our fuel is Siya Thakur, the only sister of India's biggest mafia, whom everyone also calls the princess of death, her favorite work is to send bad people straight to hell. Try to hurt their close ones and go straight to hell. To see how this fuel and fire combination will be, read below.🎀

~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~• She was once the heartbeat of the Rai Singhania mansion.The laughter that softened power.The smile that lit marble halls brighter than chandeliers. Siyaisha Rai Singhania-the youngest, the purest, the most loved. Five powerful brothers stood guard around her. A father who once called her his pride. A grandparents who worshipped her existence. Until one day... love turned lethal. A single accusation shattered everything. Her father's slap branded her a witch. Her brothers called her shameless, a disgrace, a stain. Her dance ,her devotion, her soul, was dragged through filth. They said she danced to seduce men. The poison had a name-Darika A sweet face hiding venomous jealousy. She didn't want a place in the family- she wanted Siyaisha's place. Lies were whispered. Proofs were planted. Trust turned to hatred. And one stormy night, Siyaisha was thrown out of her home. No evidence. No voice.truth unheard. EIGHT YEARS PASSED. Eight years of pain, survival, and rebirth. Now she's back. Not as the naïve princess they broke but as a woman forged in fire. Unbreakable. Fearless. Untouchable. She no longer needs their love. She no longer needs their name. Because now-she is her own empire. When the broken daughter returns to the family that destroyed her... Will they realised the truth? will they beg for forgiveness? Or face the storm they created? Siyaisha is back. And this time-she's not here to be accepted. She's here to conquer. ~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈- Once a strict and calm professor, Vedant has faced many challenges. Raised without family's love, he built his life on his own. His past is haunted by the loss of his mother, a pain caused by betrayal within his own family. To the world, he's strong and unbreakable, but inside, he carries deep wounds that few can see. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥" 𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑-She was his student. quiet, insecure who secretly loved him but kept her feelings hidden. Situations kept them apart. Situations changed her as tough and closed off, refusing to let herself fall in love again. "𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ,𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦" Will they accept this 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭..

.✧ Thriller Dark Romance ✧. Ishita Rousseau & Ikshita Rousseau-the cherished twin princesses of France. Their lives were perfect... Loving parents. Six overprotective yet devoted brothers. A royal family that worshipped them. They were everything a kingdom could ever dream of. Until one night... Everything burned. At just two years old, the twin princesses vanished-after a devastating accident... or perhaps, something far more sinister. A murder. That same night, France lost its queen- Savi Alexander Rousseau. And after seven generations... the only daughters born into the Rousseau bloodline-were gone. Years passed. Hope faded for the world... but never for the Rousseaus. They searched. Relentlessly. Desperately. For their daughters. Their light. Their happiness. Their everything. And then-after fifteen long years... The impossible happened. They found one of them. Ikshita Rousseau. Alive. Safe. But... She didn't recognize them. She didn't remember them. The innocent girl with a soft smile and a face that could melt hearts... was a stranger to her own blood. She had no memory of the past-no memory of being a princess-no memory of the family that never stopped loving her. But the nightmare doesn't end there. Because they only found one. And the question that haunts everyone remains- If Ikshita survived... where is Ishita? And what really happened that night? To uncover the truth... step into the darkness of Rousseau's Lost Mafia Princesses.

𝐖𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐤𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢.... 🪶📜🌕ִֶָ☾♡ "Tumhara Naam Kya Hai?" , On the day of his engagement he asked the dancer of the brothel. "Kritika!", the other dancer replied and he remained silent-this was the name of his wife from whom he had separated because she was the daughter of his father's murderer. Previously Known As 'My Hard Hearted Husband' & 'My Hard Hearted Ex Husband'

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

|𝑼𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒌𝒊 𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒆, 𝒋𝒐 𝒅𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒉𝒐 𝒋𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒆-𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒌𝒂𝒉𝒆, 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒔𝒌𝒊 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒚𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒋𝒉𝒆.| 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝙷𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚖 𝚂𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚁𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚁𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚁𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚍 ,𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 ' 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 ' 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 '𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛' 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎.𝙾𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 . 𝑺𝒊𝒂 𝙰𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝙽𝙶𝙾 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙱𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚢 . 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚙

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ( 𝟏𝟖+) 𝐓𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤, 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐝..𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐨❤️ 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧.