𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 18+ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. This is a story about the Grim Reaper and a twenty-year-old girl named Vivienne, and how they met on a random Tuesday night at the graveyard. Vivienne has had bad luck stuck to her feet since the day she was born. She lives with her grandma and believes she no longer has a bright future. But when she meets the Grim Reaper, who becomes dangerously fascinated with her, her entire world spins 360 degrees, and nothing will ever be the same again. Secrets, lies, and an important choice she has to make. But will she be able to choose the right path when the devil is breathing down at her neck? ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Complicated. That's the only word powerful enough to describe the legendary Rathore Royal Family of Marwar-where crowns are heavy, hearts are heavier, and love is the most dangerous battlefield of all. Three brothers. Three marriages. And a web of emotions that threatens to destroy the very empire they rule. Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore-the ruthless king, the cold-hearted CEO, the man who rules an empire but guards his heart behind unbreakable walls. Two years into marriage, he remains untouched by love, leaving his queen Aadiya of Mewar-the proud eldest daughter-in-law-fighting a lonely battle for a place in her husband's frozen heart. Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore-the loyal second son, bound by duty and gratitude to his elder brother. Married to Naina, a woman who once believed her destiny was tied to the wrong brother. Trapped between marriage vows and forbidden feelings, Naina's heart harbors a love she was never meant to have. And then there is Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore-the youngest prince, reckless, protected, and unapologetically rebellious. When duty demanded a royal bride, he chose love instead-marrying Samaira, a servant's daughter, shaking the very foundation of Rathore royalty and igniting whispers, rebellion, and scandal across kingdoms. In a world where power outweighs emotions, where love is forbidden, and loyalty is tested at every turn- how long before hearts rebel against crowns? Welcome to the Rathores- where every relationship is a war, every marriage hides a secret, and love may just be the downfall of royalty itself.

❝𝐇𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫❞ Book One Of Obsession Series 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 × 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬.𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥.𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. This is what they call him, Veeransh Thakur, a 30-year-old businessman and a Mafia. He rules with power, where life and death mean nothing and enemies only make him stronger. He rarely shows emotions, and when he does, it's never without meaning. For four years, he has been in love with his best friend's sister silently, dangerously. But, Veeransh has one rule: never get attached. Yet the moment he truly lets himself feel, the line between control and obsession begins to blur. _______________ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞.𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦.𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭. This is Ira Rajvansh, a 22-year-old second-year college student. Soft-hearted and kind, she is good at everything except cooking. She dreams of becoming a dancer and opening her own dance academy one day. She has never been in love, never even had the chance until she meets him. But her world shifts when she realizes the man she feels drawn to is her brother's best friend and the most dangerous man she could ever fall for. Their worlds were never meant to collide one built on power, danger, and control, the other on dreams, warmth, and quiet strength. Yet fate pulls them closer. Where he sees a weakness he cannot afford, she sees a man no one else tries to understand. And somewhere between fear and desire, they become each other's greatest weakness and the only place that feels like home.

Tropes: Second Chance at Life Romantic Obsession Toxic Romance Self-Sabotage Coming-of-Age / Self-Discovery Career Redemption Angst with Redemption Love vs Ambition Mature Romance / 18+ Themes Heartbreak Recovery Varnika Akula was supposed to graduate. Supposed to build a future. Supposed to become someone. But somewhere between infatuation and obsession, she skipped a few things-classes, deadlines, and eventually, herself. Her world revolved around Ekansh Kandukuri, and by the time the illusion shattered, her grades were gone, her ambitions were dust, and she didn't recognize the girl in the mirror anymore. Left without a degree or direction, she takes a soulless job that chips away at her bit by bit. In the dull hum of office lights and the silence of her regrets, a thought claws its way back: What if it's not too late? The Girl Who Skipped Herself is a raw and haunting story about what happens when a young woman loses herself in the name of love-and what it takes to claw your way back from the wreckage. It's not about second chances handed to her-it's about the ones she has to fight for, bleeding and breathless. WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. READER DISCRETION ADVISED.

Isha Roy, a carefree college student living her life in her way. But her world tilts when she meets him-Yuvraj Rawat. Her dangerously irresistible professor who owns the roads with his roaring bike and owns her thoughts with just a look.

A love sage that was never suppose to take place but destiny planned. She was Bubbly,he was cold She was cheerful,he was stoic She was chirpy,he was silent She was bouncy,he was still She was carefree,he was afraid. Stolen glances,secret meetings, Love so fierce,ashes was the ultimate greetings. ( Under major editing) _________________________________________ "Bhagiye jldiii....." "Why do you think I need to run?" "I know you are 6'2 with a well built physique but that doesn't mean we can fight them....they have sharp knives...it's better we run...so just runnnnnn" "Will you listen me for ones?" "MR. DARK GREEN...Baad mein baat krenge...let's runnnnn" _________________________________________ "I never wanted to let you in SPARKLE, but I can't let you go now" "Even if you wish...I won't walk away MR. DARK GREEN....I am quite stubborn when it's about my possession..and you belong to me" _________________________________________ " bhagiye jldiiii...." " why do you think I need to run?" "I know you are 5'7 women with sexy,curvy figure but that doesn't mean we can stay here.....you have my heart and i need to get my wife.....so just runnnn" "will you listen me for ones?" " puri life aapki hi sunenge SPARKLE........let's just runnnnnnn" _________________________________________ Read more to know how their love will bloom :)

**Two soul sisters.** **Two mafia kings.** **One night in Kashi that rewrote destiny.** Prateeksha Thakur is all fire - a chaos-loving fashion student with a sharp tongue, a softer heart, and a stepmother who treats her like she doesn't exist. Nayantara Rathore is her opposite - calm, cold, an MBBS student who worships Lord Krishna but believes love is a lie. Together, they are unshakable. Unbreakable. And unprepared for the storm that's about to claim them. They sneak out to Kashi for Mahashivratri. They come back married to the most feared men in Udaipur. **Veervardhan Rajput** - the silent, calculating ruler of Rajasthan's underworld - sees her once and decides he'll write her fate. **Rajvardhan Rajput** - the arrogant prince of chaos - falls for the girl who roasts him before knowing his name. These men don't woo. They *own*. And they don't ask twice. What begins as obsession spirals into power games, blood oaths, midnight betrayals, and an empire built on secrets. But Prateeksha and Nayantara? They weren't born to be wives. They were born to burn kings The book is under editing..... Many things are yet to be edited.