The Lost Mafia Princess Alyssa has gone through pain and torture. But it has made her who she is. Known in the underworld as the best assassin 'Death Princess' and unbeknown, the Australian Mafia Donna. In the business world she is the youngest trillionaire, owner of ASSYLA INC. What will happen once she is found by her parents after being kidnapped for 13 years. What happens when she falls on love with the heir of the Spanish mafia? Please Note: This includes Triggering Topics such as Abuse Torture Rape Includes Mature Scenes/Fluff Please read at your own risk. This is all fictional and for fun, just a way of expressing myself. The mafia is not like this in real life.This is fiction.

The book will be available until 23rd August. After that, it will only be available on Stck in the paid version. "I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

~𝓐𝓹𝓷𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞. . . . . 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐗 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (Check Prologue)

You and your family came to see me-I said no. Baat khatam. Rishta kahin aur dekh lo. And LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" My chest heaved with emotion, my vision blurred with tears I was trying hard not to let fall. But he didn't even blink. He simply looked at me with that dark, unreadable gaze... and then moved toward me, slow and steady, till I was pinned between his car door and him. No one could see us like this. He leaned in, caging me with his arms on either side of my head. His breath brushed against my skin as he whispered, "You don't wanna marry me... hmm?" I looked away, panic flaring again. He tilted his face, locking eyes with mine. "Bolo." I whispered, "No..." A cruel smirk curled on his lips. "Toh phir kis se karni hai shaadi?" he whispered. "N-no one..." He straightened up-now towering over me-and then, without warning, grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground. My hands were caught between us, pressed to his chest. "A-Aahan-what... what are you-" I stuttered. "Shh," he murmured, lips brushing against my cheek. "You've said enough. Ab suno." "We're getting engaged in one week. Then the rest of the rituals. And after that," he paused, tightening his grip on my waist, "we'll get married." "Chahe tum khud mandap tak aao... ya main tumhe zabardasti le aaun. Samajh aaya, jaan?"

₊˚⊹♡ ⊹˚₊ ❝ तेरी मोहब्बत में जलना भी है, और तुझसे बचके ही चलना भी है... कुछ रंग अपना बदलना भी है, मैंने ढलना तेरे रंग में है सदा... ❞ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ "Some loves heal. Some loves haunt. And some... refuse to die." ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ Major Siddharth Singh was never a good man. Not the kind poetry is written about. Not the kind mothers pray for. Not the kind women should love. He is stubborn. Ruthless. Dangerously loyal. The sort of man who would burn himself alive if duty demanded it and expect everyone else to understand even including her. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ Captain Dr. Sakshi Choudhary never intended to love him. She intended to survive him. His arrogance. His recklessness. His impossible certainty that the world would bend before his will. Yet somewhere between military hospitals, field postings, unanswered calls and promises neither of them knew how to keep he became home. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ Meanwhile Major Karan Rathore laughs too loudly. And Shrishti Bajwa loves too deeply. One hides every wound behind humour. The other pretends her heart is not breaking. Together they are chaos. Together they are comfort. Together they are the kind of love people envy without knowing what it cost. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ But wars do not only happen at borders. Sometimes they happen inside marriages. Inside loyalty. Inside the spaces between truth and silence. And when a mission crosses into enemy territory one choice will change everything because some betrayals are real and some betrayals only look real but hearts break either way. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ This is a story of duty that demanded too much. Of love that forgave too litt

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

Additional note : The chapters of the book are already in sequence . It is just , they are divided into sub-plots of the book . Don't worry , You can start. #Book-2 in Lost Royalty series He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

❛ The Dark love of Mafia's ❜ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Secrets which are hidden. Some secrets are burned and some are buried beneath their feet, some are present and in front of their eyes yet unknown to them. Some are hiding the truth. While some were finding the truth. They met and the truth unfolds in front of them. Some are too naive to understand it while some are too ingenious in hiding it. And in the journey of finding their nightmares and the reason behind it they almost forgot that- the world is round and no matter how far they run from each other to hunt the truth , they will come back to each other because the Secrets are lying between them. Lying between them! THREE COUPLES = THREE STORIES and all are INTERLINKED with each other. ^•^•^•^•^•^•^ A multi Couple book ❤️

*Status- Complete* Book one of the Royal Romance series. "She was the girl he used to see in his dreams" _________________________________________ "Ekansh Rathore" the king of Jaipur. CEO of Rathore Empires by profession. Business is his passion and he can go to any extent for his business. "Ishana Chauhan" the only daughter of Chauhan. An actress who is in her initial days of career. Her career is more important for her than anything else but when it comes to books she has her own world of imagination. Let's see what would happen when they will be tied in the bond of marriage because of the one passionate night they shared with each other. What will happen if they collide? Will they be able to make their relationships work out? To know the answers to the questions join the beautiful journey of Ekansh and Isha.

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.