Aarunika Ishvaran, 26, Was a quiet housewife and the unloved daughter of a cold father and cruel stepmother. Rejected by the mother she left behind, she stayed with a family that never respected her. Her only escape was the man she loved-until he betrayed her by having an affair with her stepsister. When Aarunika uncovered their deceit, they killed her, staging it as an accident. But death wasn't the end. Given a second chance at life, Aarunika returns, not as the naive woman she once was, but as someone who knows the price of misplaced trust. This time, she won't beg for love-she'll demand justice. Will she rise in vengeance or fall into old mistakes again? Yugveer Vanshraj,32, At 32, Yugveer Vanshraj stands as the most feared and powerful mafia don in America-ruthless, brilliant, and untouchable. A global billionaire, he doesn't just rule the underworld; he controls the very strings that pull the world's elite. Governments bend, empires fall, and men kneel at the mere mention of his name. Despite the chaos he commands, Yugveer is a man of fierce loyalty. His world begins and ends with his family-the only people allowed near his closely guarded heart. His best friend, Madhav Ishvaran, is more like a brother, one of the rare souls Yugveer trusts without question. Women throw themselves at him, seduced by power and danger, but he remains ice-cold, untouched by lust or affection. He despises drama, detests attention, and guards his personal space like a fortress-no one crosses his boundaries and walks away unharmed. Yugveer is not a man. He is a storm in human form. And when he moves-the world watches, or it burns. When Yugveer and Aarunika collide, it's not just a meeting-it's the clash of vengeance and power, where fire meets ice, and the world has no idea which one will burn first.

Nikita Deshmukh was India's most celebrated supermodel-admired, envied, and utterly invincible. But a fatal betrayal sends her spiraling into death... only to wake up in the pages of a bestselling modern novel-as Ishani Rathore, the notorious villainess doomed to lose everything. But this Ishani? She's not going down without a fight. Armed with her past life's sharp instincts and a hunger to rewrite her destiny, Ishani takes control of the Rathore Empire, transforming herself into a ruthless, commanding CEO who no longer plays by the rules. Enter Arjun Shekhawat-the enigmatic and cold CEO of the Shekhawat Group. Known for his ruthless business tactics and emotional detachment, Arjun starts clashing with Ishani in boardrooms and charity galas... until the fire between them ignites something dangerously addictive. Meanwhile, Maira Rajawat, the original "heroine" of the novel, slowly reveals her two-faced nature-manipulative, charming, and power-hungry. Her eyes are set on Vivian Singhania. Vivian Singhania, Ishani's former love interest and CEO of the Singhania Group, is now blindly infatuated with Maira. But as Ishani rises from the ashes, even Vivian begins to question what he's losing. Now, Ishani must battle betrayal, business rivalries, hidden secrets-and her own evolving heart.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

INT. INDORE CITY HOSPITAL - ICU CORRIDOR - NIGHT Rain lashes against the windowpanes. Inside, it's silent except for the rhythmic beep... beep... of two ICU monitors. In Room 203, little Rashi Ved Malhotra lies unconscious - bandaged, pale, clinging to life. In Room 204, her mother Avantika is fighting death too - chest rising unevenly, eyes dim with pain. Tubes run across her thin arms. Her once-bright hair is greying early. Her body broken. A frail woman lies beside her bed - Avantika's mother, nearly 80, barely breathing. Avantika (whispers, trembling): They'll take her from me... like they took everything else... Her mother holds her hand with a trembling grip. NANI (weakly): She's... your daughter. Not his pawn. Call... call the boy... AVANTIKA: They don't know. They never knew she existed. NANI: He's your blood too... Rishi... find him... # 1 bhai( 6/ 7/25) #1 little sister( 12/7/25) #3 brothers (8/7/25) #3 bhaiya(8/7/25) #1 indore(7/7/25) #1 love triangle (6/8/25) #4 india (9/8/25 🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂

"You told them you love me ,huh?" He asks with a raised eyebrows, jaw hardened and eyes narrowed at the shy girl he has hated all his life. She was afraid of his tone,he didn't looked happy with her confession. Was her love going to be unrequited one? "I fuck*** asked you something Ezra! Answer me!" His tone made her gulp,his grip on her arm made her flinch in fear. "Yes" She finally answered looking into his emotionless eyes. Smirking he laughed at her confession,not believing her. "Ezra,do you even know what love is,Oh I almost forgot you are an Orphan,how would you know?" His words were sharp as knife, piercing her healed wounds. She fisted her hands, trying to control her tears. He sighed in frustration running his hand through his hair. "Now mom will not stop till she has made you her daughter in law! Fu**! Why you!" He said ,pacing the room . Oblivion to the tears ,she tried her best to hide. He didn't love her. He never did, she was a fool to even think that he for once did. Hate is all he had for her and those who said hate is the beginning of love,were fools mocking her right now. Gathering the little pride left in her she answers back in a quivering voice. "Yes,I love you. But I don't want anything from you." She says and he stares.Confused at her weird confession. Who says that ? "Nothing you say? Are you playing some brain games girl?" She lowers her eyes and leaves but not before whispering the words that made him feel something after a very long time. "Love is not something to learn ,but to feel Aaron. And I know what I feel. You may name it infatuation and lust,but I proudly call it my selfless love" ....................................................................

Alina Vesca has always been soft, kind, and... a chubby, the only child of a powerful mafia family who secretly loves her rotten. She never wanted the Vesca life, preferring the warmth of her bakery to the cold streets of New York's underworld. Now, she's in an arranged marriage with Enzo Marcello, the cold, dominant heir of a rival mafia family. He's used to control, women who bend and break, and a world where love is dangerous. But Alina isn't like anyone he's ever known. She's gentle, unassuming, and real. And for the first time, Enzo finds himself noticing her in ways he shouldn't.

Dark Devotion - A tale of love, power and fate... He wanted her dead the moment he learned her name. Then, he uncovered the truth-who she really was. And suddenly, killing her was no longer an option. Now, he wants her. Only her. When Ira, a sharp-tongued and fiercely independent woman, walks into an extravagant party, she never expects to become the obsession of Hukum Abhiman Singh-the most feared and revered mafia king of Rajasthan. A man as ruthless as he is powerful, Abhiman is used to taking what he desires. And from the moment their eyes lock, he knows he wants her. But Ira isn't a woman who bows easily. Her fire clashes with his fury, her defiance ignites his obsession. In a world ruled by blood, betrayal, and unshakable loyalty, their attraction is more than dangerous-it's forbidden. And when secrets unravel, they realize they are bound together by something far darker than desire. He was supposed to destroy her. Now, he'll destroy for her. Enter the world of Dark Devotion-where love is war, power is deadly, and fate is written in gunpowder and gold.... This book has Best Indian couples according to Wattpad 🌚 #1 - indiancouples

Dark romance|18+ | after chapter 24, available on stck She was raised to obey. He was trained to command. At twenty-one, she has lived her entire life quietly-studying in a government college, lowering her eyes, learning early that silence keeps the peace. When her family arranges her marriage, no one asks what she wants. They never have. At thirty-one, he is an Army Major with an unyielding reputation. Disciplined. Cold. Uninterested in marriage. He agrees only to satisfy his family-expecting a demanding bride, tears, tantrums, resistance. What he gets is a girl who doesn't argue. Doesn't complain. Doesn't rebel. Her obedience unsettles him more than defiance ever could. "You will sleep in my room from tonight," he said-already turning away, as if her fear was irrelevant. In a household where expectations are brutal and love is conditional, she is tested at every step. Mistaken for weakness. Pushed further into silence. And as she fades into the background, something dangerous begins to shift between them. Because he was never taught how to be gentle. And she was never taught how to say no.

A romantically inclined spirit, pouring all my fantasies into this narrative of mine. *************** In an arranged marriage, one hungers for love while the other flees for personal reasons. Will they ever find completeness in each other? Grumpy x Sunshine Meet Viyansh Singhania, a 27-year-old successful yet arrogant businessman, grappling with guilt over his past, but deeply devoted to his family. Enter Vaidehi Oberoi, a 24-year-old introverted and caring girl, yearning for love in her life.

I love pink. He loves red. I crave strawberry milk. He craves... an HEIR?! I am just a normal college student. I like coding (badly), cute ribbons, and justice. My biggest problem was supposed to be passing Theology class. But I don't know how I ended up with a heavy diamond ring on my finger. One moment I was trying to hack a bad guy's phone, and the next, I was signing a contract with the Devil himself. Now, I live in his fortress. He treats me like a princess, but he looks at the world like he wants to burn it down. And the worst part? He keeps talking about his "Legacy." He wants a baby. RIGHT. NOW. Excuse me, Sir? I have midterms next week! Does the baby come before or after my exam?! Is it Stockholm Syndrome if the villain is your husband? Asking for a friend.