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Widowed at thirty-four, Kabir Rathore is a successful businessman, but a lost man at heart - a single father drowning in guilt, duty, and a past he can't let go of. When his newborn daughter and two-year-old son need stability, his conservative family urges him into an unusual solution: a marriage of convenience. Enter Shruti Roy - twenty-seven, quiet but resilient, reeling from her own heartbreaks, and fiercely protective of her independence. She agrees to the arrangement, not for love, but for the children who steal her heart the moment she steps into Kabir's chaotic world. What begins as a practical decision slowly unfolds into something neither of them expects - laughter in shared silences, sparks under casual touches, and a home built from gentle moments. But ghosts of the past are not easy to bury. When jealousy strikes, old lovers reappear, and trust is tested by twisted intentions, Shruti and Kabir must ask the hardest question of all: Was this just an arrangement? Or the beginning of something real? ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀: 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 STANDALONE.

"He was her downfall. She was his ruin. But if love was a crime, they were ready to commit the ultimate sin together." 𝕽𝖆𝖞𝖞𝖆𝖓 𝖝 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖆 She lived to save people. He lived to destroy them. Loving her was the greatest sin he ever committed - and the only one he chose willingly. She was a doctor, trained to heal. But beneath her steady hands and gentle smile, she was the one who needed healing the most. After her mother's death and a lifetime of her father's hatred, she gave up on the idea of love. She longed for it... but love never came. He came instead - wrapped in vengeance and shadows. She believed he only wanted revenge. He craved revenge... or so she thought. Her own father sold her to him in a contract - her freedom for her brother's life. "Didn't you think about this prince before dying?" growled, dragging her from the edge. "If you die... then who will I marry? From whom will I take my revenge?" (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤ Áŕӳáńśh x śáíśhá 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟶 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 ...... 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 ,𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 But death didn't claim her. He did. The man s

✮⋆~ A Desi Romance ~⋆✮ [ Stalker ahead ] ✧﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ✧ "Not this time it's us , We both are suffering right now " Aryaman said , gazing at her holding divorce papers in his hands. " We were never us Mr. Shekhawat " Drishti said, taking her steps back , wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes , trying to create a distance between him and her. Between them. Aryaman said in a pleading tone holding back his tears "Listen to me , please." "We met , we became friends , we liked each other's presence, we married , I lov.... Let it be ,We were just a coincidence, that's it. Her voice tinged with pain , staring only at the divorce papers he was crumbling tightly. Then his dark orbs met with her brown's only to be flinched by his roaring demure. " AND THIS FUCKING COINCIDENCE IS OUR DESTINY " ❖﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌❖ ✧ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐓𝐀 ✧ ╰⪼ " I think it's just a dream if I woke up , happiness will be all gone. " ❖ 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 ❖ ╰⪼ " I would cross all depths to stay in this moment with her , only for her" ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆ " Suna aapne , Hume dard ho raha hai " ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. Love is blind, so does guilt. Devotion is a virtue, but in the wrong eyes, it turns into blindness. Love is not always gentle-it can be cruel, consuming, and relentless. When fate binds two souls in an unholy vow, the line between worship and possession fades. And in the end, devotion is either a blessing or a curse.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

Yeh Moh Moh ke dhaage teri ungliyon se ja uljhe~⁠♪ •A Tale of An Artist and The Broken Soul Prisoned In Darkness• ~She had the simplicity of white and knew how to combine every colour in her... ~He was colourless imprisoned in darkness... ~She never stop smiling... ~He never actually smiled.... ~She was the flower... ~Who bloomed in his darkest night... ~They had hatred in their eyes, who never meant together... |But... destiny had other other plans| ...He forced her to marry him ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •What could be the reason that she agreed to marry him? •What will happen when two people who hate eachother will be tied together for lifetime? •Will they ever fall in love with eachother? •Will they able to unfold the truth? •Will they able to untangle the tangled threads of their deepest secrets? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join me on a journey to unravel A story of Two souls bind together with a thread connecting their hearts. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─ |Reyansh×Uvani|

Who said people with perfect pasts don't have broken parts to them and who said people with shattered pasts don't have a sense of fulfilment in them? When she has learned the definition of love from her parents and desires a match just like them, would life offer it to her? Would her definition of love ever change? Despite knowing what love is, does she really know what it means? He is ready to challenge her definition of love and redefine it in his own words. But when he comes from a past of incomplete relationships, how would he find fulfillment in their own love? When he himself does not know what love means, how would he redefine it for her? And above all the questions, can love be taught and learned? Adhvita Maan, the eldest daughter of the family, has always admired what her parents had. "Papa kaha karte the ki unhe mumma mein apna sukoon dikhta hai. Kya aapko mujh mein apna sukoon dikhta hai?" Saanjh Raizaada, the only son of the family, has always despised what his parents had. "Meine rishton mein bas bechaini mehsoos ki hai. Kya aap meri iss baichaini ko door karengi?" When love creates a chaos of colours, then those bikhre rang paints a beautiful picture called life. How would they find sukoon in this chaos of bikhre rang?