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.

#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! 💖

💔 Broken Vow 💔 Once, they were each other's forever. Now, they're sworn enemies. Vihaan Oberoi-powerful, ruthless, and consumed by betrayal. Love is no longer in his vocabulary; only revenge fuels his every move. Aditi Khurana-fiery, independent, and scarred by the man who ruined her family's reputation. She hates him with every breath... or at least she tells herself she does. But when fate throws them back into each other's lives, old wounds bleed again, secrets resurface, and the line between love and hate blurs dangerously. ✨ A tale of passion, betrayal, and a vow that was never meant to be broken. ✨

Zara never believed in office romance. Sharp heels, sharper tongue, and walls built too high-love had no place in her world. Until Rayaan Khan walked in. Her boss. Her rival in meetings. Her distraction in every stolen glance. What started as arguments across the boardroom turned into late-night confessions, near-kisses, and a fire neither of them could put out. But when secrets are exposed, photographs are leaked, and families stand in their way- Will they choose pride... or love? One office. Two hearts. And a love too bold to stay hidden. ✨ Tropes inside: Office Romance · Enemies to Lovers · Jealousy & Banter · Bold FL · Protective ML · Family Drama · Slow Burn to Scorch

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓-𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒂'𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒛𝒆𝒅. 𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆. 𝑨𝒔 𝑨𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚'𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕-𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒎𝒂, 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒍𝒆

#3 in tragicromance (Nov 26, 2025) Phase - I Betrayal This is the thing that doesn't come from a stranger but from someone close. Because a stranger doesn't have enough power to destroy you completely but the one we are close with knows how to ruin us inside out. The same thing happened with the Kiara but who? Who is the one vowing to destroy her? Who is the one trying to sabotage power over her? Who among her closest one trying to pull her down? To know more about Kiara and her life which is full of ups and down read the story and uncover mysteries along with her. ~********~ Phase - II Looking at me he moved towards me and said " Didn't you hear what he talked with the man." I shook my head in denial. " No." Coming forward he looked at me in my eyes and said sternly " Don't lie to me you must have heard something." Inhaling deep breath in frustration I said " I didn't hear anything." Getting angry he held my hair in his fist and said angrily " I am telling you last time don't lie to me. Tell me everything that you saw or heard." Hissing I replied " I am telling the truth. I really didn't heard or saw the man who came." He came dangerously close to me and said " I am telling you one thing very clearly till you won't tell me everything I won't allow you to go from here. Because once a person lie to me I either kill them or leave them to rot here." Smiling psychotically he said " Welcome to Shaveer's hell Ms. Kiara."