The cold press of steel against her forehead was nothing compared to the fire blazing in his eyes. His fingers, calloused and commanding, dug into her waist as though she might vanish if he loosened his grip. Her breath came out in ragged, uneven bursts, but her chin lifted, trembling yet defiant, meeting the monster in front of her head-on. The gun didn't waver, but his eyes did. "Kill me.," she whispered, her voice breaking like glass. Her plea was not born of weakness but of exhaustion - a soul battered too long by a storm she never chose. Tears clung stubbornly to her lashes but didn't fall. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her break. For a heartbeat, silence pulsed between them, louder than any gunshot. His thumb brushed against her skin - not gently, but like a warning, a claim. The metal against her forehead was ice; his palm at her waist burned. She closed her eyes, almost welcoming the darkness she thought would follow. But nothing came. No shot. No release. Only his ragged breath, heavy with something she couldn't name. "Say it again," he growled, voice low, dangerous, and rough. Her eyes snapped open, tears flowing like a free river through her eyes, and for the first time she saw it - the crack in his armor. He hated her for asking, hated himself for hesitating. "I said KILL ME. PLEASE just do it," she repeated, louder this time, as though her words could pierce through whatever war was raging inside him. "I-I can't go through this anyy-m-more." And for the first time in his life, the man who never blinked at blood, at screams, at endings, faltered. His finger tightened on the trigger. His grip on her waist tightened too. The world narrowed down to this moment - predator and prey, sin and innocence, violence and something dangerously close to longing.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ' 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 & 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.

THIS BOOK IS UNDER EDITING. THERE ARE MANY HINDI DIALOGUES WITHOUT ENGLISH TRANSLATION. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. :- I'm your DESTINY, NO ONE CAN STOP ME FROM MAKING YOU MINE. :- ah...ahhhh leave m..me ple....please, don't do t..this*crying* A girl dreamed about having a sweet and lovely partner and a dreamy wedding with the one she love but it all shattered when her parents fixed her date with their bestfriends son, the one she was bestfriend with, the one who destroyed her life, the one who took her innocence and now she fear him. She lost all the hopes and accept it thinking it as her fate. But her Life took a turn once again- is it good or bad?? He :- I married you just to save your and your family's reputation. Don't keep your hopes high. This means nothing to me. Her heart shattered once again. But........ He pulled her by her waist, breathed heavily.his eyes boring into her as he touched their foreheads and whispered,"pyaar ho gya haii hame apse, Beauty!... Jaan ban gyi hai ap hamari!!" ( I'm in love with you ms. Beauty!.... You've become my lifeline!!) His tone husky and intense as he took her soft lips in his. Tropes CEO × university student Grumpy × Sunshine Egoistic × softhearted Raped woman Replaced groom "Touch her and die" Type Past dark trauma Suspense and thrill Psycho lover Two souls, two broken hearts brought together by their destined fates. Both being unaware of their first encounter yet something Spark into them. What will happen when destiny will place them together in a marriage no one knew will happen?? I don't own any of the pictures or videos but the storyline is mine and if you find something similar then it is pure coincidence. Copying my work without my permission and you'll be reported immediately. This story is based on pure fiction. It's a Desi indian story.

Some people only want love in life, but love itself comes at a heavy price I give my chapters misleading names :)

Meet Akshant Pratap Shekhawat, a royal with a tough exterior and sharp wit. Despite his cold demeanor, he craves his father's love, but his life is tangled in betrayal and family drama. To prove himself, Akshant takes on the challenge of finding true love by seeking the perfect bride. Enter Niharika Sharma, a simple, middle-class dreamer. Her life takes an unexpected turn when Akshant offers her an unconventional marriage proposal. Forced into a pact, Niharika must play the role of a perfect wife without emotional attachment. Bound by rules that forbid lies and demand loyalty, Niharika finds herself navigating Akshant's royal world. As they balance on the thin line between duty and personal freedom, an unexpected love story begins to bloom. Beneath their forced alliance lies the possibility of a real connection. Will Akshant find the love he's been yearning for? Can Niharika reconcile her dreams with the realities of royal life?

⋆˚✿˖°𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⋆˚✿˖° 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ˚ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐲! 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡, 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝! 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭! 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫... 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫? 𝐃𝐢𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.... ‎♡‧₊˚ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 ‎♡‧₊˚ #Darkromance #secondmarriage #singlefather#desiroma

NISHA 🕊️ A 25-year-old girl, unloved and unwanted. 👤 Her father saw her as a burden. A curse. But LOVED HER BROTHER MORE THEN LIFE 📚 She grew up hiding bruises behind books, and pain behind smiles in a household where being a girl is crime . 💔 Her only light? Ali. Her best friend. Her secret. Her silent love. But when she finally confessed... 💔 He rejected her - not because he didn't love her, 🙏🏽 But because his imaan wouldn't let him. And then... fate played its cruelest card. 🌩️ A stormy night. A silent name. 💍 An accidental marriage to a stranger. AVAAN 🌑 Mysterious. Intense. Unbothered. 🧊 He never wanted a wife - but now, she wears his name. ❓And he has no idea what to do with her. He stepped closer, voice low. 🗣️ "You were never meant to be mine. But now... you are." She froze. ❄️ A shiver ran down her spine. 👳🏻‍♂️ One man left her for God. 🕶️ One man was handed her by destiny. And now... her imaan and ishq are about to collide. 🔙 Will Ali come back? 🔐 Will Avaan let her go? 💥 Or will Nisha be torn apart between two names... and one heart? ❤️‍🔥 A dark, forbidden tale of shattered hearts, unspoken love, and destiny's twisted games. ✨ © All Rights Reserved

Aashvi Joshi's life has always been shadowed by fear. Orphaned at nine, haunted by a tragedy she survived and a family that should have protected her, she has spent years trapped in a cage of cruelty and oppression. Her days are filled with trembling footsteps, whispered threats, and the constant weight of survival. Then he enters her life. Aadyan Rathore-a man feared in the world of power, a ruthless king in the shadows of the mafia, a man who commands empires with an iron hand. And yet, for her, he is soft, protective, and obsessive. In a world where danger lurks behind every corner, where betrayal is hidden behind polite smiles, and violence waits silently in the dark, their fates collide. He becomes her shield, her sanctuary, her obsession. She becomes the fragile queen who awakens a ruthless king's heart. But love in a world built on blood and power is never simple. As past traumas, dark secrets, and family conspiracies close in, will their fragile bond survive, or will the shadows claim them both? A story of delicate power of love-the fragile heart of a girl meets the unyielding might of a man who will stop at nothing to protect her. -------------------------------------- 💞

"I am not your puppet I am not going to continue this relationship as if nothing happened I will never consider her as my wife" Is this all a joke to you this marriage and stuff first you forced me to get married and when the bride ran away you tied me with her sister". Do you know how young she is she is just twenty two congratulations mom you ruined two lifes today i said in flaring anger . I did what I had to do to protect the families reputation there a lots of guest rumours would have been spread Put yourself in my shoes so you will realise the weight of this Rajgharana's reputation and I have to maintain it by all coast." She said and seating at couch after that. Do hell with the reputation I don't care anymore "i said Language mr. Pratap Singh you are the crown prince but that does not give you the right raise your voice against me she said as I can feel the anger building inside her. Now go to your wife she must waiting for you" . tropes:: Age gap grumpy ~sunshine forced marriage Arranged marriage Edit: English is not my first language and I am trying to improve it and there must be some mistakes typos I am trying to edit it as much time I get so please be kind to me i will fix that.

𓆩♡𓆪 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧ 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ✧ 𓆩✦𓆪 ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ 𓆩✦𓆪 ━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━ 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆... Two business partners. One unspoken bond. 𝒜 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒑𝒖𝒕 - the ever-smiling, golden-hearted boy who saw the world in her eyes. 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 - the quiet storm, hiding scars behind a poised smile. Their grandfathers' friendship planted the seed of a future neither of them imagined would arrive so soon. When their families decide to tie them in a sacred bond, Devansh's heart blooms with love... But Ruhanika? She's happy too-yet haunted by her past, afraid her broken pieces might never fit into his warmth. Will she finally let herself be loved? Or will the ghosts of yesterday pull them apart? ❝ 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭? ❞ But love isn't just about sunshine and soft smiles. It's about patience, when silence becomes her only language... It's about trust, when shadows of her past come knocking at their door. For every tear she hides, He brings a touch of warmth, For every doubt she carries, He offers faith-not in destiny, but in them. They were written in stars long ago... But will the ink of their past blur the pages of their forever ??