*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 , 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒏 . ── .✦── .✦ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 , 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 , 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 , 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 . 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 , 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 . ─ .✦── .✦ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 . ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 . 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 , 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 , 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭 .

Ranawat's Lost Daughter Sixteen years ago, the royal palace shattered in a single night. An attack changed everything. A queen was lost, and a child was declared dead before the world even had the chance to know her name. The palace mourned quietly, carrying a grief it never spoke aloud, without even knowing whether the heir they lost was a prince or a princess. But somewhere beyond blood-soaked walls and buried truths, a girl survived. She grew into light, untouched by power, unaware that her blood belonged to a name whispered with fear and dominance. • What will happen when destiny plays its hand and the Ranawats finally discover their lost princess? Will she return to them, or remain in the life she has always known? • Will the men known for their cold dominance and ruthless power ever soften for her? "The sun rose wherever she walked, yet night's shadows clung, refusing to release her." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - written by Eshira_Tales✨ " Well, if you've read this far, what's stopping you from going further? Go on, dive in! "

𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐀𝐫𝐣𝐮𝐧 || Then suddenly, she jerked away, pushing my hand off as if my touch burned. ""Don't do this, Arjun." she said. I blinked, my throat tightening. "Please," she said again, her voice breaking, "please leave me alone. I can't do this anymore. I can't." My heart pounded. "Vaidehi, listen to me..." "No!"she snapped, her tears spilling freely now. I took a deep breath, pain clawing at my chest. "Vaidehi," I said quietly, "I'm never leaving you. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. Forgive me. Just believe me once. Give me a chance to prove myself." She looked at me, really looked at me. As if trying to find the truth in my eyes. Then she laughed. A broken, bitter laugh that didn't reach her eyes. It was a sound that made my heart ache because it wasn't her laugh. Not the one that used to light up my world. "Arjun," she said, tears streaming again, "maafi galti ki hoti hai. And what you did... wasn't a mistake."...... ( It's not the end here ).... To know more dive into the book .

He has a plan. A plan built to tear a man's life apart - vein by vein, breath by breath. From that cursed day, all he's ever wanted was to ruin him beyond recognition. But death? Death is silence. Death is peace. And peace is mercy. He's not here to be merciful. To reach him, he will use his sister - make her the path, the bait, the weapon with no way back. He will step into her life out of nowhere, on a night so black the stars choke on their own light, and twist it until it screams. She will let him - at first. She will let him ruin her. Until she belongs to no one. Until she can't even belong to him. And that's where everything starts to burn. Because somewhere between the threats and the ruin, between the lies and the blood - something far more dangerous takes root. A love that tastes like vengeance. A love that kills as much as it keeps alive. A love that is both a weapon and a wound. Because yes, it's a tale of revenge. Revenge that will scar souls, ruin innocence, destroy lives, and expose secrets that will shatter their existence. She's not weak. She's not fragile. But she will scream. She will cry. She will bleed. He is strong. He is unbreakable. But he will shatter. He will fall. He will break. Because again, it's a tale of revenge. And of a love that will burn them to ash. But one question cuts deeper than all the rest - Revenge, but whose?

☆✷ 𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖎 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 ✷☆ When hearts collide, love doesn't ask for permission. It breaks, it burns, and it stays. Sanvi Singh is fire - passionate, guarded, and built on resilience. She's used to fighting her battles alone, used to silence, to swallowing her hurt behind ambition and smiles. Mahir Raghuwanshi is calm - controlled, calculating, and dangerously patient. He lives in a world of expectations, where emotions are weaknesses... except when it comes to her. They were never meant to cross paths, let alone crash into each other with the kind of force that leaves neither untouched. She challenges him. He steadies her. She builds walls. He walks through them. She runs. He stays. But love, real love, isn't gentle. It pushes. It exposes. It demands. This is not a perfect love story. It's raw, it's messy, and it doesn't come with guarantees. It's about two people who keep finding their way back to each other - not because they have to, but because something in them refuses not to. And maybe, just maybe, that's what love truly is.

"Kuch kahaniyan kabhi poori nahi hoti... isiliye woh dobara janam leti hain." When fate tore them apart in another lifetime, their souls carried the ache forward, not to forget, but to complete a love left unfinished. He was reborn as a king, not only to rule a kingdom, but to command the shadows as a Mafia King. Surrounded by power, feared by many, yet loneliness flowed silently through his veins. She returned to the world alone, fighting for survival, bearing pain no soul should endure. And when she believed nothing worse could happen, darkness claimed her eyes. Forgotten. Broken. Unprotected. Yet somewhere within her fragile heart, hope waited... for someone she could not see, but had always belonged to. She yearned for love. He had been deprived of it his entire life. And then... they met again. He found her in her most fragile state. She found him without knowing his face. This time, fate will not test their love, it will measure the depth of their devotion. Because some souls are reborn not to begin again, but to finish what destiny once destroyed. And this time... love refuses to die.

𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥. 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞.

'𝘛𝘶 𝘩𝘪 𝘺𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘬𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘢 𝘈𝘱𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘭 𝘬𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘢' ~𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐗 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 𝘐𝘵𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘬𝘰 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘬𝘰 𝘠𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘪𝘬𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳..... ♡ 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝘔𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘬𝘰 𝘯𝘢 𝘫𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘩 𝘱𝘦 𝘜𝘵𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘭 𝘬𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘫𝘩 𝘱𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘢 𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘢𝘳..... ⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎ "Hum dono ka rishta kya hai?" she asked softly, her voice carrying both curiosity and fear, as if she was afraid of the answer, yet needed to hear it. He looked at her for a long moment before speaking, "Shabd mein nahi aata... par dil samajh leta hai" ⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎ Just a little glimpse of the story. Jump inside the story to more🌙 ------------------------------------------------------ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle or triangle. It is a soft-romance love story which includes family bond, silly banter and devotion that runs deep into their soul. ------------------------------------------------------

"𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒" 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗵𝘆𝗮 𝗦𝗵𝘂𝗸𝗹𝗮 𝑿 𝗥𝗶𝘁𝘃𝗶𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗴𝗵𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶 "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞." ~ 𝗔𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗬𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗞𝗟𝗔 "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞... 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞." ~ 𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗩𝗜𝗞 𝗥𝗔𝗚𝗛𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭: October 26, 2025