RAJVEER X SIYA❤️🔥Rajveer Rathore controls everything. She bows to no one. In a dangerous game of obsession and desire... who will ruin whom first? 😈 Siya Rajgor has built an empire in cybersecurity-brilliant, fearless, and utterly untouchable. Until an arranged marriage forces her into the deadly world of Rajveer Rathore, a ruthless mafia king who rules with an iron fist. Neither of them knew who they were marrying until it was too late. With no way out, Siya lays down a condition: the marriage will last one year, nothing more. Rajveer agrees, believing that a year is all he needs to own her, break her, make her his. But Siya isn't a woman who submits. She meets him head-on, challenging his control at every turn. To Rajveer, Siya isn't just a wife-she's a weapon, a key player in his dangerous game, a queen meant to stand beside him. But her defiance ignites something dark in him. He doesn't just want her obedience. He wants her soul. 🔥 "Why do you keep doing this, Rajveer? If I'm just a pawn, why does it feel like you'd burn the world down for me?" 💀 "You think you can walk away from me, Mrs. Siya Rathore? You were mine the moment you entered my world. And I don't let go of what's mine." But when a deadly enemy targets Siya, the game turns lethal. Rajveer swore he'd never lose control, but she's the one thing he refuses to lose. Siya isn't blind. She knows Rajveer still sees her as something to own. And if there's one thing she won't allow, it's being someone's possession. The contract is ending. The walls are closing in. Now, Rajveer must decide-will he let her go, or will he ruin her just to keep her? ⚠️ Enemies to lovers. Arranged marriage. Obsession. Power play. Read at your own risk. 🔥

𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 - 𝑨 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕. At 31, he stands tall at 6'4", ruling both the business world and the underworld with an iron fist. As Asia's richest and most powerful businessman, he dominates every deal, every empire, and every heartbeat that dares to cross his path. But beneath the ruthless exterior lies a man shackled by secrets - forced into a deadly game of power and betrayal. When fate ties him to an innocent girl named Noor, his world turns into a battlefield where love and danger collide. 𝑵𝒐𝒐𝒓 - 𝑨 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝑨𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆. At 21, Noor's blue eyes hold a quiet rebellion against the darkness that life has thrown her way. Orphaned young, she carved her own path - dropping out of the real world at eighteen to chase education through a scholarship, balancing her days as a student and her nights serving tables in a bustling restaurant. Unaware that her simple existence is about to collide with a man who can destroy her - or become the only one to protect her in a world where trust is the most dangerous game of all.

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

#2 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 "𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒖?" "𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏, 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒋𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒆. 𝑷𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊." _________________________________________ 𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 Princess of the elite Ranawat family. Pampered. Protected. Born to rule- soft silks on her skin, steel in her spine. Sweet when she wants to be. Savage when she has to be. Now she's back from London. no longer the mischievous royal everyone adored. She's a criminal lawyer with her own firm. Sharp. Untouchable. And not in the mood for drama. But jaipur has changed Because now-he owns it. 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 King of the Jaipur. Mafia boss. Business tycoon. Cold-blooded. Colder-hearted. Raised to hate the Ranawats and he does. Until her. One look at Eesha, and everything shifts. He doesn't care that she's the enemy. He doesn't care about consequences. He wants her. Not to love. To possess. To ruin. 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘. She knows how to handle monsters, even when they come dressed in power and promises. And Abhimanyu? He's never met a girl who made him burn. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ Grumpy × Grumpy ✦ Family Rivals ✦ Hate → Love ✦ Brother's Enemy ✦ CEO × Criminal Lawyer ✦ Lawyer × Law Breaker ✦ He Fell First & She Fell Harder ✦ Obsessed Love ✦ Possessive FL/ML ✦ Touch Her & Die ✦ Forbidden Love ✦ Age Gap

"I didn't fall in love with her... I surrendered. And now, there's no part of me that doesn't belong to her." *°•.˜"*°• 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚•°*"˜.•°*"˜ That wasn't just love. It was power. It was a king claiming his queen-in front of a kingdom that would now dare not question it.

📚 Silk and Smoke Where silk whispers and smoke lingers, their love story begins. She's couture and command. He's chaos in quiet. Together - they could rewrite fate... or set it on fire. Ivikaa Ambani - the heiress who stitched Paris into her bones and stitched shut her heart. "Silk drips from her touch, fire hums beneath her ribs - Ivikaa, the princess of Paris by design." Adwait Agnivanshi - a man molded by Mumbai's alleys and armed with silence sharper than any scream. "Smoke doesn't scream - it smothers. Adwait, born from Mumbai's cracks, raised in its shadows." Between the bruises of power and the hush of devotion, their story unfolds - slow, aching, inevitable. Because when silk meets smoke... something always catches fire. Tropes : Billionaire X Billionaire Rich X Royal Paris X Mumbai Eldest Daughter X Youngest Son Fashion Designer X 10th Fail Spotlight X Shadows Ambani X Agnivanshi Silk X Smoke No cheating Trope!

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ⌇ 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ꒰𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏꒱ [coming in paperback soon!] ❝𝑶𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕❞ ──★𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫‧₊˚⊹ Heels, books and fashion are my interest This was supposed to be a small deal, he helps me and in return I help him. Nothing more, nothing less Then why are we slowly getting closer? ──★𝐋𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬‧₊˚⊹ Bikes, Adventure and Fashion are my interest But now it's her too I wasn't supposed to associate with her family and especially her. I offered to help her in return for something. But now I want her. •Note- this is a soft, closed door romance 🩷 ⭑.ᐟStarted - 2 Dec 2023 ⭑.ᐟEnded - 6 June 2024

Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino I gasp into his mouth, my hands fisting in his soaked shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer and needing to feel every inch of him against me. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, and I moan, my knees going weak. But he doesn't let me fall. His arms wrap around my waist, holding me up, grounding me, anchoring me to him. The rain pours down around us, but all I feel is heat, his body pressed against mine and his hands in my hair, on my back, everywhere. When he finally pulls back, we're both panting, our foreheads pressed together. "You're mine" he murmurs, his voice rough and possessive. "Say it." "I'm yours" I whisper. "Say it again." "I'm yours, Aaron." Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA