She was his wife on paper for three years, but his heart always belonged to his girlfriend. They were in love for 15+ years.. Childhood sweethearts, then lovers. Each other's firsts. Each other's forever. Kiyara was the only love of his life. But one cruel incident. Forced him to marry someone else. Shattering three heart into pieces. **** This is there story. The people who loved. And paid the price for it. 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑾𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵 A story no one dares to tell. Story of three people. Kiyara Raghav Natasha

(Sequel to 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘚 𝘛𝘖𝘖 𝘉𝘓𝘌𝘌𝘋.) 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻. 𝙉𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. Because what tore them apart wasn't just bad. It was brutal. Loyalty didn't scream when accusations were thrown and he didn't speak when they dragged her away in cuffs. She loved. She bled. And she watched him choose the one girl she could never fight. Her best friend. And Aaron? He became the villain of a story no one fully understands. Once, he walked into her world, uninvited, unexpected, impossible to ignore. This time... she walks into his. But they are not the same anymore. She is wounded. Empty. And no longer believes in love. And him? He isn't just feared. He isn't just followed. He is something far more dangerous. And this time... there's no telling what he might destroy to keep control or what she might lose trying to survive him. ______________________________________________________________ "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝘼𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝?" he asked. I froze. Not because I didn't know the answer. But because I never thought he will ever want to know. And then I said. ''𝙎𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝.'' ''𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝... 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪.'' And that one question... turned their world upside down.

"𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝗔𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻." his voice dropped, eyes unreadable. "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲." "𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗱𝗼?" I called after him. "𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗻... 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁?" He didn't turn back. "𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝘼𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣." ---------⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ♪⁠～♡～♪ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾----------------- When I was little girl, I Admired the moths every time they were drawn to the flames . I wondered a lot that why would someone willingly burn themselves just to feel warmth for a little while ....I thought of them as foolish and naive. I never realized their desperation, their thirst, their fate. Not until I met him. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 Owner of the most chilling shades of ocean blue Eyes. A Man who wielded his words like a sword , And owned the football ground like he is the king. The thing is...... I shouldn't have become the moth I once laughed at. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙! I fell for him. Deeply. He did too. He fell in love too. Even harder than I intended. Just not with me. He fell in love with______ 𝙃𝙀𝙍 ~~ They didn't joke when they called him. ''𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻.'' His Love ruined me. And I finally realized that. 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗗.

Book #1 in Lullaby Of Revenge Series!! He came for revenge. She was innocent. Don't pray to a God who let you fall into my hands. Pray to me. I'm the only one here who actually listens when you scream.

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 Three Mafia sisters. Three broken men. And dangerous obsession. Raised in blood and fire, Ira, Isha, and Aisha rule the underworld with ruthless hearts and buried pain. But when they cross paths with Ishaan, Rivan, and Devansh - three best friends bound by secrets, scars, and survival - everything begins to unravel. A quiet waiter, a guarded math teacher, and a man who sells his body to forget his past - none of them were ready for the storm these women would bring. And the sisters? They didn't expect to fall - not in love, but into something darker. Deeper. More dangerous. What began as control turned into chaos. What began as obsession became a war of hearts. Some cages break you. Others make you feel alive for the first time.

Book 1 of Love series "𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗾 𝘀𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗵𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗷𝗶𝘀𝗸𝗼 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗶 𝗻𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘇𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗻... 𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗮𝗱𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗶 𝗸𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶..." 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹... ---- Viransh Rai Singhania had everything-power, wealth, and a heart that knew no mercy. A man shaped by betrayal, he had learned that love was nothing but an illusion. But when Avira Malhotra stumbled into his world, she became the only chaos he couldn't control, the only fire that refused to burn out. Avira was a dreamer, a believer in love even when life had given her every reason to stop. With a heart full of warmth and eyes that carried unspoken pain, she wasn't looking for a savior-she was her own storm. But when her fate intertwined with Viransh's, love was no longer a fairytale; it was raw, destructive, and intoxicating. They weren't meant to be. Their love was never gentle-it was wild, reckless, and ruinous. He became her obsession, and she became his weakness. But when the past came knocking, threatening to shatter them both, love was no longer enough to save them. Will their love survive the storm, or will they destroy each other in the process? ----⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ♡ ･:*ೃ࿔⋆---- Started on:- 24 March 2026 Ended on:- Orginal work of @Author_avani. Cover made by me.

"I am not a saint. I am a sin who will devour you, worship every inch of you until you forget where pain ends and pleasure begin." Her jaw clenched. A humorless chuckle escaped her lips. "I am your biggest mistake, Mr. Yugarth Singh Rathore." His laugh was a shard of glass in the darkness. He leaned in, a promise of violence in his eyes. "Careful. My mistakes don't get second chances. They get buried." Her jaw tightened, a last, futile show of strength. "Don't try to touch me. Stay away." His smirk was a wolf's, baring teeth. "You're saying this when I am already burning deep inside you, little dove? "Your body is my sanctuary," he murmured, voice a low rumble that vibrated through her veins, dark as the abyss they danced on the edge of. "The only thing I ever worship is you. I am devoted to every inch of you." "I don't worship gods," he murmured. "I worship the ruin I chose... and that ruin is you."

The priest asked softly, "Pyaar karte ho apni patni se?" He smiled, his eyes instinctively finding hers. There was calm in his expression, yet something deeply intense beneath it. Then he whisper, "Pyaar toh bas ek shabd hai..." His voice carried devotion, not hesitation. "Main uski ibadat karta hoon." He paused, as if the truth itself needed space to breathe. "I don't need to worship God in temples. I have my own goddess - my wife." For him, faith was not stone or scripture. "My devotion begins with her..." "...and ends with her." 𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 ◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦ CEO × Employee Grumpy× Sunshine Forced marriage slow burn hate to love desi × videshi Untouched male and female He fell first but both fell harder

|𝑼𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒌𝒊 𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒆, 𝒋𝒐 𝒅𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒉𝒐 𝒋𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒆-𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒌𝒂𝒉𝒆, 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒔𝒌𝒊 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒚𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒋𝒉𝒆.| 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝙷𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚖 𝚂𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚁𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚁𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚁𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚍 ,𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 ' 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 ' 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 '𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛' 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎.𝙾𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 . 𝑺𝒊𝒂 𝙰𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝙽𝙶𝙾 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙱𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚢 . 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚙

Abhiraj Singh Rathore-6'3 tall, dangerously handsome, with a cold and ruthless aura. He isn't a mafia, yet every mafia lord in London bows before him. As the powerful CEO of Veyora, a renowned clothing empire, Abhiraj is a man of iron will. Forgiveness doesn't exist in his world, and he never hesitates to eliminate anyone who dares touch what belongs to him. To everyone, he's merciless, heartless-but deep within, his heart beats only for one person... his little fire. Shivanya Shekhawat-5'3, delicate yet strong in her own way. Sweet, innocent, and full of dreams, she runs a cozy café in the city she always wished to call home-London. But she had no idea that with just one glance, she would awaken an obsession inside a monster who would claim her as his own. She was fire-reckless, bold, impossible to resist. He was calm-disciplined, untouchable, feared by all. Two souls from different worlds, never meant to meet. Yet destiny decided otherwise. What began as a stormy clash slowly transforms into something neither of them expected... love.