She walked into the Indian cricket team as just a manager. Calm. Quiet. Untouchable. The kind of person no one questioned twice. But she wasn't just a manager. She was something else entirely-something no one in the team was supposed to know. Not even him. He is the star cricketer of ICT. Famous, reckless, and dangerously confident. The kind of player who never follows rules... especially not hers. From the moment they meet, it's war. Sarcastic comments. Clashing egos. Silent stares that last too long to be just hate. She controls the team with discipline. He tests her patience every single day. But behind her calm eyes, she's hiding secrets that could change everything about the game, the team... and him. And the worst part? The more he tries to figure her out... The more he starts to fall. Because she was never just the manager. And he was never just a distraction. 🏏 In a world of contracts, cricket, and hidden truths... love might be the most dangerous game of all.

He was the nation's favorite cricketer. She was the physiotherapist assigned to heal his injury. but she didn't know that he is going to heal her. What started with arguments, sarcasm and therapy sessions slowly turned into comfort, late-night talks and feelings neither of them expected. But healing a broken heart was never easy. 🌷✨

When she poisoned him, she never expected him to fall into a coma for two long years... and she never imagined he would wake to hate her and she definitely didn't think she'd need seduction to get him back. Raad Zaveri-the devil of South Asia, the Kingpin of Islamabad, Pakistan, is a towering 6'5" force of nature. Feared across continents, ruthless in business, merciless to his enemies, yet soft and utterly devoted to the one woman who betrayed him. Aayat Zaveri, his childhood love turned wife, is sweet, gentle, and fiercely loyal but a single, desperate mistake has shattered everything between them. Now, he cannot look at her without remembering the betrayal. Yet, the pull she holds over him is undeniable. Her touch, her presence... the very thought of losing her drives the grumpiest, most imposing kingpin to the brink. In a world ruled by power, obsession, and danger, Raad and Aayat must navigate the thin line between hate and desire. Can love survive when betrayal and possession collide? Can two hearts that were once inseparable find their way back from darkness? And remember, Raad isn't a man who shares, at all. Could be read as a standalone.

In the heart of Mumbai,**Viraj**, the ruthless 'King of the Underworld', rules from a palace of ice. Betrayed in childhood, he trusts no one and believes love is a lie meant to break men. **Tanvi**, the cherished princess of a business empire, lives in a palace of light, wrapped in pure, overprotective love. She believes love can heal anything. **Tanvi:** "Please, just let me go." **Viraj:** (Voice a low, dangerous whisper) "Go? You are the only light in a lifetime of darkness. Do you think I will ever stumble back into the shadows and let you go? I would burn this entire city to the ground first. You live in my world now. Breathe my air." **Tanvi:** "You hate everyone. Why not me?" **Viraj:** (Gently tracing her cheek, a chilling gesture) "I don't hate you, *meri jaan*. I hate everything that isn't you. The world exists only to bring you to me. Now that you're here, the rest of it is just... noise for me." (Then He Smiles Sadly And) **Viraj:** You can hate me. I can live with your hate. It's hurts. It burns, but I can feel it. You can scream at me, push me away every single day. You can even say you don't love me... I will fight it. I will fight until my last breath to make you see. **(He turns slowly. His eyes are not empty now. They are filled with terrifying, vulnerable pain.)** **Viraj:** Do anything. Anything at all. But... never leave me. And never, *never* betray me for another man. **(His voice cracks, just a little.)** **Viraj:** If you do that... you won't just be leaving. You will be taking everything with you. The last flicker. The last little belief that anything in this life... can be real.The love i feel for you can be real. If you betray me too, then I will know for sure. The world is only darkness. And I am meant to be alone in it. Please...MY JAAN.. you don't be the one to show me that. **A story of violent obsession, fierce protection, and a love that is either salvation or destruction.**

SHIVANSH RAWAL:- He loved her since his childhood but was fooled and told that he can't love her, they didn't have any future. But now when he has become the Lord of the mafia and has the power to get what he wants, he is after her. He wants her. He will get her ISHANVI RAJPUT: - After losing her mother the only thing she wanted is her father's love, she yearned for it and when she is about to get it, her childhood love has returned, the feelings which she had buried till now have risen but the twist is she has to choose between her father or his love. Will she accept His love, which will make her feel loved, which will make her nightmare go away or her father's love which she longed for years? Ranking:- #1- slowlove #1- madlove #1- childhoodlove #2- yearn

THE TSAR'S OBSESSION: His Only Everything "Don't even think of doing that again... or you won't have a next second to live." The office was dead silent. Russia's most talented business mogul was on her knees, clutching her bleeding hand after trying to touch his arm. Viktor Volkov-the No. 1 Mafia King-didn't even look up. He was a "No-Touch" King. One graze, and you lose your life. I stood at the door, paralyzed. Terrified. My mind raced to the morning I arrived. I had slipped and fallen right into his chest. His massive arms had held me. My skin had touched his. But he didn't reach for his gun. He didn't look disgusted. I thought it was because I was his sister's best friend. I thought I was just a guest. But as Viktor stood up and walked toward me, the air shifted. Ignoring the blood on his desk, he placed his hand on the small of my back, guiding me to his private cabin in front of everyone. In that silent, possessive gaze, I realized the truth. I wasn't just a guest. I was the only person in the world allowed to breathe his air. He is the Devil who shoots the world for a touch. But for his Angel? She is his Only Everything. ⚠️ WARNINGS Morally Grey/Dark Lead: He is a King, not a hero. Obsessive/Possessive Behavior: "He doesn't share." Violence: Descriptions of gunplay and mafia life. Slow Burn to High Heat. #️⃣dark romance #️⃣Only mine

✰𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍✰ Gyan Malik, the youngest and most spoiled son of the Malik family, is so stubborn that no one can stand against his will. If he wants something, he does not rest until he gets it. When his family brings up the topic of his marriage, Gyan goes to see a prospective bride. But instead of looking at the girl he is meant to meet, his eyes fall on her widowed sister-in-law, Dua. The moment he sees Dua, draped in simplicity, Gyan says stubbornly, "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫" Is this relationship just a matter of his stubbornness? Or is it destiny playing its part in Dua's life? 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 - "THEIR STORY PAUSED AT FIRST SIGHT ONLY TO RESUME IN WHITE." ________♡︎________

Isha hated only one person more than bad endings... Aviraj Singh Suryavanshi. The cold-hearted villain prince of her favourite fantasy novel, Kingdom of Vyomgarh. Cruel. Manipulative. Dangerously handsome. The kind of man who smiled while destroying lives. Every night, Isha would argue with readers in Instagram reels comment sections about him. "Why do people even like him?" she typed angrily at 2 AM. "He's literally a red flag wearing royal clothes." But one stormy night, after finishing the final chapter of the novel, something impossible happened. The lights flickered. The pages of the book started glowing. And before she could even scream- Everything went black. When Isha opened her eyes again... She wasn't in her room anymore. She was inside the novel. "Wait... WHAT?!" At first, she thought she would become the beautiful heroine of the story. Maybe even a princess. But fate laughed at her. Instead... She became Meenakshi. A side character. A maid in the royal palace. "Yeh toh scam hai..." Mina whispered while staring at her plain servant clothes in horror. Not the heroine. Not the villainess. Not even an important character. Just... a maid. Now trapped inside the deadly world of Vyomgarh, Mina knows exactly how the story ends. War. Betrayal. Bloodshed. And at the center of it all- Prince Aviraj Singh Suryavanshi. The future Maharaj of Vyomgarh. The man destined to become the most feared ruler in the entire kingdom. Mina's only goal is simple: Survive. Stay unnoticed. And somehow escape this cursed novel world. Easy plan. Until the villain notices her. One accidental meeting changes everything. One villain obsessed with the only person who knows his fate. #1 timetravel 25-06-2026

Previously « So, the year 2000? » now been renamed but it's the same story. Where Death sends Harry back in time, just for shits and giggles, and Tom Riddle realises Harry's a time traveler.. #1 Tomarry 1# 1945 #2 master of death #1 2000 #6 time travel #1 Tom Riddle NOT MY CHARACTERS!

𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺. A raw, explicit polyamorous romance about seven men learning to share, surrender, and worship one woman.