When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

A love story of two different type of person. What will happen when a innocent girl have to marry a Mafia. Mahika who is a girl of a middle class family. Innocent, sweet and kind-hearted girl. Her family is everything to her. In the other hand Reyansh who is a mafia. Cruel,dominating, cold-hearted man. What is going to happen between them! Reyansh Singh Rathore Our main character in this story. He is 26years old. He has dominating, cruel personality. He is the owner of Rathore industry. He is handling the business after his father's death. He is also a underworld mafia. Mahika Sharma A very sweet and kind-hearted girl.She is 23 years old. She belongs to a middle class family. She is looking for a job to support her parents. She loves them very much.

Aashika x Vikram Description: TBA

Triggered warning ⚠️ Only for 18+ This is not a love story it's a Revenge Saga A journey of Revenge And betrayal. Ruhani:- A name that signifies purity and love. She embodies innocence in a world often perceived as cruel. Aryansh:- Named after the eclipse, he possesses qualities that may not always align with honesty and loyalty. Nishita :- A name of betrayal, masking her actions in the guise of sisterly love, ultimately deceiving and betraying trust. They betrayed her. Make her suffer. But now she want revenge and make them suffer but how? This story is critical Why ? Because it contains Mature theme, explicit scenes, cheating, gore, murder, mystery, revenge, alcohol, bullying, Rape, emotional abuse, degradation, bleeding etc. Read at your own risk. This book is officially owned by @kiara.

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐗 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐫 "𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞? 𝐍𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 - 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫." A wedding meant for others. A marriage neither of them chose. A mistake that changed everything. Saher Kapoor never imagined walking down the aisle, especially not as a last-minute replacement for a bride who had vanished. Shaan Malhotra never expected to be forced into marriage, let alone with a stranger standing in place of his brother's bride. Yet, under the weight of family expectations and societal pressure, they are bound together-two people who were never meant to be. What starts as a reluctant union soon unravels secrets buried deep. Saher's past refuses to stay hidden, and Shaan's world is not as perfect as it seems. When love starts creeping into the cracks of their so-called mistake, ghosts of their pasts rise to tear them apart. But was this truly a mistake? Or was it destiny all along? 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆ 𓆰𓆪 ⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ TROPES Accidental Marriage Slow Burn Romance Grumpy X Sweet She fell first but he fell harder Age Gap (7 years) Protective Male Lead Billionaire Romance Social Activist X CEO 'My Wife' Each other's first Found Family 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆ 𓆰𓆪 ⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?

Aadhya Sharma, a 22-year-old aspiring writer, never expected to be married to a man who despised her. But when her parents arranged her marriage to Reyanth Singhania, a 32-year-old billionaire CEO, she had no choice but to accept. She believed in love, in the magic of marriage, but Reyanth was determined to destroy every dream she ever had. To him, Aadhya was nothing but a gold digger, a woman who trapped him into marriage for money and status. He never wanted a wife. He never wanted love. And he made sure she knew it.

This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

My Husband, My Devil. "GET RID OF IT" She thought she heard something wrong, Not reacting she just stared at his face no emotion, nothing, just his flawless emotionless face. "Huh?" "I know you are pregnant and I want you to get rid off it, Sayantika" and that's when she thought he couldn't be any more heartless, he chosed to shock her all over again. "This is my baby and I don't want to" She moved back nodding her head in no. "You want me to give this relationship a chance right?" Saying he stepped closer, his calloused hand cupping her tears strained cheeks. "Just abort this, I promise to be with you" the softness in his left bitterness in hers. "I wanted, I wanted to stay with you to give this relationship a chance but not anymore" Completing her speech, She jerked his hand back, angering him to such extent, that all he wanted that moment was to hurt her. "Wait wait wait, does it mean it was you who spiked my drink and forced me to consummate with you, damnnn I never thought you will stoop this low for money and luxury ; a certified gold-digger indeed" like everytime he chosed to abuse her verbally, but this time his words didn't hurt her this time, She was used to his taunts now. From being the good and loyal companion to the good Obedient wife, She did everything for him and in return He hurted her again and again, by his words by his actions. "Just to let you know that if you are planning to public our marriage and to tell everyone that we are married and now you are carrying my child then I promise to destroy you and your family and I won't back off" He threatened. "You still have a chance, I will change myself the way you want, either this baby or me" the change of his words , the bipolaritic tone and everything about of him so complex. 'How did she fell for this man?' She thought and then chuckled internally. "I am choosing this baby over you , PREPARE THE DIVORCE PAPERS I SHALL SEE YOU IN THE COURT"