"Are you sure about this, Kabir?" Ayaan asked. "Yes." "Dad won't be happy if he gets a hint of what you are doing," he said again. "He won't be happy with me anyway," Kabir said, taking a long drag of his cigarette before crushing it under his shoes. His emerald orbs burning with a rage that could destroy the world. "And it was supposed to be him instead of me doing what was correct," he said looking out of the window. "What if you are wrong?" Ayaan asked. The moment Kabir turned around and looked directly into him, Ayaan straightened his back and said, "Her details are there in the file." "What about other arrangements?" Kabir asked while glancing at the file. "Ready." "Good," Kabir said, opening the file and looking at a girl's picture, "we will meet soon, Ziniya."

He married for duty, but she made him sin Arnav Devraj was never meant to fall in love. Not when his family's empire demanded obedience. He made a promise to his family, to his legacy, to a woman he didn't love. When Arnav Devraj's life becomes a battlefield between duty and desire, between Ruhi's forbidden touch and Nandini's rightful claim only one woman will win. And the other will destroy him.

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless businessman and a rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

He ruined her life. Now she's wearing his last name. One reckless night. One shattered body. One forced marriage. Captain Aryan Rathore was days away from marrying the love of his life until a crash made him the villain in someone else's story. Avni Parmar was a fire on stage. Now, she's a prisoner in his mansion... and his bed. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But desire doesn't follow rules. Mrs. Rathore is a sizzling, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with betrayal, obsession, and a love that shouldn't exist but refuses to die.

I was never supposed to marry him. I was never supposed to carry his child. I was just... the backup plan. Jyoti was never his first choice - just a stand-in bride after her cousin disappeared. But four months into a distant marriage, two pink lines force them to face a future neither planned. She's soft but stubborn. He's cold but cracking. And life? It's about to get messy. --- ((One thing, everyone. I wrote this book in a Bangladeshi aesthetic. So I kind of wanted to keep the vibe as the originally Bangladeshi novel genre. That's why I avoided writing explicit scenes. THIS IS NOT A SMUT. It's purely emotional. Anyways, hope you guys will enjoy it.))

This story is based on Alizah who agrees to an arranged marriage by the wish of her family. Her husband Sahil doesn't love her. He has someone else in mind. .... Don't u love me? How can I love u?. I hate u!... .... Don't u trust me? How can I trust u? I don't know u!.... This story is a non fan fiction! It is my idea. I wanted to write. This story belongs to me.

A ruthless mafia heir. A girl he forgot... carrying the child he never wanted. When betrayal forces Meera into Aarav's world, she brings two secrets: - One, she's pregnant. - Two, it's his. He doesn't want her. He doesn't want the baby. But when the world comes to harm them- He becomes the monster that protects what he never meant to love. > He married her out of duty. He stayed because of blood. He falls-because of her. Trope :- 👑 Forced Marriage × 🍼 Secret Pregnancy × 🔫 Indian Mafia × ❤️‍🔥 Enemies to Lovers

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐗 𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐈) "𝐀 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠." 🌹 When 𝑽𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒊 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂, an outspoken doctor, dares to challenge 𝑯𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑹𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒚, the ruthless and power-hungry chief minister, she unknowingly seals her fate. Her defiance ignites his fury, and in a move of revenge, he forces her into a marriage she never wanted. But Vaishali isn't one to surrender-if he wants a battle, she's ready to give him one. What begins as a war of dominance turns into something far more dangerous as secrets unravel and hidden identities come to light. Beneath her white coat, Vaishali carries a past that could shake the very foundations of power Hemansh stands on. As the lines between love and hate blur, so do the rules of the game they're playing. In a world where power is everything, will love be their greatest strength-or their ultimate downfall? 📚✨ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! 🙏 📖 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭! 💖