"You refuse to speak because you think your voice is a curse, Butterfly. A poison that destroys everything it touches. So poison me. Whisper their names, and I will gladly show you how a real monster burns the world to ash just to keep you warm. You think you are trapped in the dark with a psychopath, papillon. You don't realize I am just waiting for your command." - Nikolai de Rivel ____ To Leah, silence is the only armor she has left. Deaf, traumatized, and terrified of physical touch, she just wants to survive Ardencrest University without being seen. When she completely ignores the school's most dangerous French heir on her first day, she thinks she safely avoided a predator. She has no idea she just gave the Reaper Prince a puzzle he is dying to take apart. Behind his polite smiles and lethal elegance, Nikolai de Rivel is an empty-eyed psychopath who demands absolute, psychological control. He doesn't just want to claim her body; he wants to conquer her mind. Leah thinks the campus is naturally parting for her; she doesn't know Nikolai is viciously destroying anyone who steps too close. She thinks she is finally finding peace in the shadows; she doesn't know he is meticulously rewriting her entire reality so she has no choice but to crave his touch. He doesn't want to hide her from the monsters of her past. He wants to drag her into the dark, place her on his lap, and teach her how to rule it. He is the devil. And her rare voice is his trigger. ______ "The Reaper Prince | 18+" is the third book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

They said she didn't try. They said she chose herself. They said she was the reason their parents died. So they threw her out... like she never belonged. Three years ago, Meher lost everything in a single night-her parents, her home, and the only people she ever called her world... her brothers. Meher was the last person who saw them alive. She promised to save them. But she failed. And they believed she never tried. But what if the story they believed... was never the truth? When fate brings her back into their lives at a wedding that was never meant to reunite them, old wounds begin to bleed again, truths start to surface, and hearts that once loved... begin to shatter all over again. Because sometimes, the one you hate the most...is the one you never stopped loving. And sometimes, the biggest misunderstanding... costs you everything.

⋆˚✿˖°Not everyone is perfect, ⋆˚✿˖°Not everyone is the main character, ⋆˚✿˖°Not everyone is beautiful. ⋆˚✿˖Some are imperfect, ⋆˚✿˖°Some are side characters, ⋆˚✿˖°Some are average looking. ⋆˚✿˖°But it doesn't mean that I will not find happiness, ⋆˚✿˖°It doesn't mean that I won't be loved, ⋆˚✿˖°It doesn't mean I won't be called "that girl" that every shayar talks about. -- Anya Mehra, who was harassed, raped and abused by her her stepbrother in all her childhood for years and couldn't manage to tell the truth to anyone-her stepmother, her best friend because when she did tell her father she got beaten brutally was locked in a dark room without food and water for days at the age of 7. Instead, she kept distancing herself. But now, years later when her biological father (so called father) died in a car accident and was kicked out for her home by her stepmother and stepbrother. Now, taken in by her biological mother after knowing that her ex husband died in a car accident leaving his daughter all alone. -- Will her stepfather and stepbrothers accept her? Or will she be abandoned again? Will they heal her? Or will they hurt her more?

Shanaya Rathore was a secret her family never knew existed. Hidden away in a hostel by a father who never wanted a daughter, she grew up believing she was unwanted. Until one phone call changed everything. Four brothers, each powerful in their own world, suddenly discover the sister they were told had died at birth. Fiercely protective and impossibly possessive, they'll stop at nothing to keep her safe... even if it means guarding her from their own best friend. But when secrets from the past start resurfacing and slow-burn feelings begin to bloom, Shanaya's life becomes far more complicated than she ever imagined.

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

Prologue She was unconscious for four days. No one from her family came to see her. Her heart broke. She was in the hospital, yet no one cared enough to visit. Even after everything that had happened to her, she remained alone. As she walked slowly through the hospital corridor, her legs weak and her body aching, she saw them-her family. They stood there, talking in hushed voices. Relief and pain twisted inside her as she limped toward them. Then, without warning, a sharp slap struck her cheek. She stood frozen, numb not from the impact but from the words that followed. "Are you at peace finally? She has been raped because of you. Look at her condition, she is dying." A broken smile formed on her lips. Anyone could see her own ruined state-anyone but them. Once again, they had played their game. Once again, she was the one proven guilty. She wanted to scream, to tell them the truth. "It wasn't her who was raped. It was ME." But no words came out. Only silence.

˙˚ʚ₍ 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘂×𝗔𝘃𝗻𝗶 ₎ɞ˚ #Top6 in india~1/5/26. He asked. He tried every possible way to make her his. But her being scared of him refused everytime. ｡:.ﾟ𝐒𝐨, 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐩.:｡+ﾟ By filling her hairline with sindoor he married her against her wishes. Now she is trapped in a marriage with the man she fears the most. She calls him her worst nightmare. Yet every time danger comes near her, it is Abhimanyu who stands between her and the darkness. ✦ She's innocent and He's devil. ✦ She's terrified of him while he's madly in love. ✦ He's dangerously obsessed with her. ✦ He fell first, harder, and never planned to let go. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺? 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓~~~ ✨Tropes✨ #agegap #forcedmarriage #hefellfirstandharder #obsessiveml #jealousfml #possesiveml #touchheranddie #grumpy×sunshine #Professor×Student #Husband×wife

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 " 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞" They thought they had erased her. Buried her beneath lies, betrayal, and pain. Stripped her of her name, her identity, her family. They broke her, burned her, made her beg-until there was nothing left to break. But they forgot one thing. A girl who has nothing left to lose... is the most dangerous of all. Now, she's back. Not as the weak, discarded child they abandoned-but as the storm they never saw coming. The tables have turned. She is the one pulling the strings now. She is the one controlling the game. And this time, it's not her who will suffer The game has begun. The hunt is on. And there is no escape. The past is a wound that never healed. But revenge? Revenge will taste sweeter than blood.

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.