𝐍𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 is the perfect daughter - kind, respectful, obedient. At least, that's what the world sees. Beneath the surface? She's drowning in secrets and anger. When the mask slips, and the past claws back, she learns that love can feel a lot like war. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞!" 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 don't chase, he conquer. She walked into his world like a storm-loud, reckless, unbothered. And yet, something about her felt... familiar. She doesn't know it yet, but he has already marked her. And whether it takes blood, war, or ruin- He'll make sure she stays exactly where she belongs. With him. "𝐌𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨- 𝐭𝐬𝐤 𝐭𝐬𝐤 𝐌𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢.... 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧?"

And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men. Are these even considered men? My head jerked to the left as I stared at my mother, tied with chains, torn clothes, and blood trickling down her forehead. Her satisfactory smirk flattered me as soon as her eyes met mine. Is this what we call Maa? "Agar dar ki aakho me dekhoge, dar tumse darega." These were the last lines of my father. Jaate jaate bhi bhut kuch sikha gaye. Even if this is how I die, I don't deserve an unworthy death like this. I refuse to die because the day I close my eyes, I will be doing it willingly. My hand stumbled upon Aruval; either this would be the end of me or him. Taking it in my hand, I hit it on his neck with all the energy I could summon up. His head jerked up in half as it landed just beside my mom's feet. His blood splashed over me giving me a sense of relief, tears shone in my eyes. Har asur ke vinash ke liye ek Krishna janam leta hai par is baar kali janamegi. Vinash toh tay hai ya uska ya Mera. "Toh likho laal kalam se, Gita ka unisva adhyay, Kaleen Singh Chauhan ki maut mere hatho hi hogi." And this was the rise of satan in the world of Rajtantra. Yeh tha ek ant: ka prarambh. A war between Bhay and Karma.

Live, Love, Laugh Annalise Mercer Turner believes in everything, live for love. Perfect parents, perfect sister, perfect family, perfect background and perfect grades with high rise institution, going for Chemistry Annalise always has one motto. Study hard, get a good job, marry a lovely person and live happily until death makes you apart But things never goes like the way we want. Decade older rivalry of her father with infamous businessman Deschenês gets on her beautiful pavement Kill, Switch, Kill Arthur Matthias Deschenês has been a pain in ass since the day he exists. Famous French playboy acing in studies and getting wild in night with random chicks, its nothing special. Until he cross the beautiful pavement of his rival's daughter Annalise never thought of getting stalked by her rival. Killing random people for talking with her, staring at her or smiling at her. Annalise stumble and got manipulated by her stalker's heart clenching touches and accidently give out her heart until the day he announced his marriage He claimed to be approached her only to destroy her and her fortune. Revenge got into the peak and flames eminence with hateful urges But the truth is nothing infront of this play of revenge What is the 𝙋𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 𝘼𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙧 hiding?

She came to heal - not to burn. Shreya, a devoted intern doctor from India, arrives in the UK with nothing but ambition in her veins and a scalpel in her hand. But one fateful night, she saves a stranger - bloodied, broken, and smiling through the pain. Nikolai Petrov. Heir to a Russian empire built on shadows. To her, he is a patient. To him, she is salvation. He is chaos wrapped in charm; she is light untouched by darkness. But once he tastes her kindness, he cannot let go. Obsession blooms like wildfire, and soon, Shreya is caught between the world she vowed to serve - and the man who would burn it down for her. A tale of love, danger, and a destiny neither of them saw coming. (* Warning Mature Content)

#1st Book in 'Tangled Series.' Revenge and Love, I was tangled between both of these. Once I loved but that love took everything from me, it destroyed me inside out. At that time, Revenge was my only hope. I decided Vengeance would be my endgame. I was so close to my revenge. But then he came into my life with the most hated emotion that I hate the most 'Love'. The same Love once destroyed me but his kind of love, I felt it different. He invoked the feeling that I buried deep inside me years ago. I was not supposed to fall in love with Aarush Malhotra. He shouldn't be my hope when all I want is revenge. But my broken heart somewhere started to beat for him. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐝𝐨? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬? ○Dark Romance ○Slow burning ○Unexpected love ○Revenge ○Haunting Past. ○Billionaire X Millionaire This story contains sexual assault, and triggering content. So please be aware of that.

It was a political marriage. Last wish of his dying father. Getting married and increasing his legacy, that's all he wanted. He wasn't supposed to have feelings for her let alone feel possessive.What magic had she done on him? It feels like she belongs to him, she was his all along. She thought her life was over. She was sure of it. But...then how did she end up here? Which year is it? She is a rajput princess? But didn't she just died? Being reincarnated and waking up as a rajput princess was definitely not included in her plans for future. But destiny had other plans. What will happen when she has to play the part of a princess and a sultan's wife who married her only for political gain? Let's take a look shall we? ©All Rights Reserved

"He had beautiful eyes, The kind you could get lost in, And I guess I did!" ~Rajkumari Anviksha "It was that smile. The first time I saw it, I knew I wanted to see it for the rest of my life." ~Maharaj Vikramaditya

The heart is a complicated thing, it's supposed to keep you alive. Situated in the left side of your chest, pumping blood through your body to keep you going. Then, Nandini wonders, how can it betray her like this. It's supposed to beat for Nandini, with the sole purpose of keeping her alive, so how can it start beating for someone else? 18+

In a twist of fate, two individuals with contrasting personalities found themselves tied together in the sacred bond of marriage. She exuded a vibrant energy that breathed life into every room she entered, while he had built walls around himself, shielding his emotions from the world. She was as cool and calm as ice, while he burned with the fiery intensity of a flame. She harbored dreams of a beautiful and joyous married life, where love would blossom and fill their hearts with happiness. However, he remained trapped in the memories of his deceased wife, his heart still mourning her loss. His demeanor was cold and aloof, conveying an air of arrogance that kept others at bay. He made it clear to her that she should never expect anything from him .. Despite the luxury and comforts that surrounded her, one crucial element would be missing - his love. For the world she will be his wife and daughter in law to his parents but to him, she would always remain a stranger, bound to him by force, destined to live in the shadow of his past..

❝𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨.❞ ୨ৎ ──────── ✦ Aanya walked into the marriage with nothing but an escape in mind. Ishaan? He had already decided-thirty days, a signature, and they'd go back to being strangers. No attachments. No emotions. Just a deal. But somewhere in between, the lines blurred. Somewhere in between, a home was built, a love so quiet yet so consuming took root in places they never dared to look. And when the contract ended, they walked away-pretending none of it had ever meant anything. Yet, some feelings never fade, some stories refuse to be forgotten, and some hearts find their way back-no matter how much time or distance tries to pull them apart. Because love, the kind that lingers in every breath, every unspoken word-it was never meant to be temporary. 𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚⋆ ୨ৎ ──────── ✦ 1ꜱᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ 🌷