𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. (Regular updates) _________________________________________ Dive into the intoxicating world of the Cursed in Love series Ruthless, devastatingly handsome, and dangerous enough to hide it behind whiskey eyes and a royal smile, RANVIJAY SINGH CHAUHAN is a king wrapped in the darkness of an empire built on blood. He has little use for mercy and even less tolerance for disobedience, but he can't deny the pull he's felt for ten years toward the girl who tied a rubber band around his wrist and called it a wedding. She's the light in his carefully controlled shadows, the only person who makes his cold heart beat. And when fate brings her back into his world, he breaks every rule he's ever made to claim what's always been his. Every king has a weakness. She's his. His obsession. His devotion. His only exception. His Noori. ⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉ Kind, ambitious, and innocent despite the cruelty she's endured, ANVIKA RAWAT is a dreamer who wants nothing more than to save lives and believe in the goodness of people. Between medical school, her internship, and trying to meet impossible expectations, she has little room for romance. But when the boy from her childhood returns as a man she can't recognize-commanding, intense, impossibly protective-she's forced to confront feelings she doesn't understand. Because despite his cold exterior and the danger that clings to him like a second skin, he makes her feel everything she's been too afraid to feel. Safe. Seen. Truly wanted. Theirs is a love born in innocence and reborn in obsession-twisted with secrets, tainted by blood, and haunted by a darkness she doesn't know exists. And when the truth finally shatters the illusion, it could destroy them both. ⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉ Royal Dark Romance | Secret Identity | Twisted Games

Dynasty of shadows is a gripping tale of power,betrayal and secrets buried deep within bloodlines that refuse to stay forgotten.Set in a world where influence is inherited but loyalty is never guaranteed. At the heart of the narrative lies a dynasty built on control, wealth and hidden darkness.Every member carries a mask and every relationship is layered with unspoken motives. Beyond the polished surface of wealth and prestige lies a ruthless game where power is currency and betrayal is strategy. In this dynasty loyalty is never pure it's negotiated,tested and often sacrificed for something greater. Every alliance carries an expiry date and every promise is shadowed by hidden intent. As influence shift from one hand to another, silent wars begin to unfold behind closed doors. Conversation become weapons, secrets become leverage and even the smallest misstep can cost everything. The line between family and rivalry blurs turning blood ties into battleground where trust is both the strongest shield and the deadliest weakness. Power doesn't belong to the strongest. It belongs to the one no one sees coming. Because in the end the real question isn't who will rise to power, but who has been controlling the game all along hidden in the shadows,unseen and untouchable.

He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.

He was on the verge of the terrace when the phone call broke his spell. "Shit!" He came down by a invisible pull and picked up his half broken phone from the floor. Unknown number. His whole body was trembling. He picked up the call with shaky hands and held it to his ear. A loud, angry female voice came from the other side "HOW DARE YOU DITCH ME ABHIMAN! KUTTE KI MAUT MAROGE SAALE! SHARAM NAHI AYI! MERA PHONE NAHI UTHA RAHE-" "Shivraj this side." He said in his calm voice Silence. "Agnishikha this side." Silence again. "Wrong Number" Said the both of them in unison. ___________________________________________ Two of them sat on the same bed. The distance between them was too huge for those who will get married in months. Aviraj cleared his throat, "Are you.. comfortable?" Vyomika nodded "Waise ghar toh mera hai.. toh..mujhe aapse puchna chahiye tha. Sorry" Aviraj scratched the back of his neck. Two of them remained staring at the stylish marbe floor for maximum 5 minutes. Then Aviraj broke the silence, "Our parents arranged our marriage" No aviraj. THIS was the sentence you blurted out before your would be bride? Kya paati banega tu. Vyomika blinked once at him and nodded like a Ai robot would. Aviraj spoke again "Do you..agree to this marriage? If you don't, then the marriage won't happen without your consent" "I agree." ___________________________________________ Pasand aya? Koi nai, baad mein aur hai😋💌

ᥫ᭡.𝑨𝒏𝒂𝒊𝑲𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑨𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒂 𝒙 𝑬𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 The eldest daughter and eldest son of the family. The two incomplete souls, the two loner hearts- Her heart was broken and his heart was yearning for solace. Everyone was around them, but no one was truly there they were still alone. Anaisha Chauhan the eldest daughter everything was going well in her life but then her one mistake happened and everything changed for her. The girl who was once the pride of her family had suddenly become a taint for them. The girl who abandoned her dreams for her family was being abandoned by the same people. Ekansh Rajvansh the eldest son he had taken all the responsibilities of his family. Even while he was being accused by his family for taking a life, he was still carrying their entire world on his shoulders. He was not sharing his thoughts or his burdens with anyone. He was happy that his family was his life, but there was still an emptiness in his heart-something incomplete, something unexplainable, but unbearable. They were struggling with their own inner turmoil. Anaisha married Ekansh, the son of her father's boss. This was an arranged marriage. What had happened in Anaisha's past? What would he do when he found out about her past? Would he be able to understand her? Would Ekansh ever be able to heal her? Would Anaisha ever be able to be his solace? What would happen when two loner hearts, two incomplete souls came together; would they mend together? Would they complete each other? 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 #𝑯𝒊𝒔𝑯𝒆𝒓𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 #𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 Can be read Standalone

He never wanted the Chief Minister's seat. But when his father demanded it, he laid down one condition that he would marry only the daughter of their political enemy. "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐝𝐚, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲." Everyone thought it was a move to end decades of rivalry. Only he knew the truth-it was her. It had always been her. The next morning, a marriage proposal reached her doorstep. The engagement happened. The silence between them turned into something softer. Something that looked a lot like love. "𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐣𝐢, 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚, 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐠 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢?" But peace doesn't last in politics. One decision-and her father cancelled the wedding. Only for Aakrosh to marry her anyway. And just when she tried to believe him again-she heard something she was never meant to. "𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐢 𝐮𝐧𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢." Was her worst fear true all along? Or is Aakrosh hiding more than just a ruthless plan? Author's note: Everyone says that 'my English is not so good' but I would like to say my Hindi is not so good, so forgive me for spelling or meaning mistakes.

✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯ She walks like royalty. He moves like a storm. She commands courtrooms with fire. He rules boardrooms in silence. She hides pain behind sharp words. He buries his behind calm eyes. She trusts no one. He lets no one close. She is rage wrapped in grace. He is restraint edged with danger. She used to laugh. He used to be the reason. . . . . RITIKA SINGH RATHORE Born into Rajasthan's most powerful royal family, Ritika is the pampered princess. But she is a Queen of her own world by strength and sheer will. A fierce lawyer feared in courtrooms, her silence is sharper than most screams. But behind that cold brilliance is a past steeped in blood and betrayal. She used to be the third-in-command of the Indian underworld, but now she doesn't even look at that direction. ADWAIT SINGHANIA A self-made billionaire forged by pain, Adwait rose from the ashes of a brutal past. He thinks like a strategist, moves like a soldier and trusts no one with his heart. He is only cheerful around his family and for others, he is nothing more than a silent storm. Once the second-in-command of India's deadliest crime syndicate, he has now cut ties with the crime world. Reason? No one knows. They were once each other's biggest supporter and secret keeper. Until one night shattered it all. Yet, years later, fate throws them together again. Not as friends. Not as enemies. But as two people bound by a past that refuses to die. Because the past isn't done with them yet. Enemies are watching. Alliances are shifting. And every heartbeat draws them deeper into a war they thought they had left behind. This isn't just a second chance. It's a collision course. This is not a love story, not yet. This is a battlefield and their hearts are the most dangerous weapons of all. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫

"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒!" ✧ 𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞⋆˚࿔ He fell for her at first sight, while she develops hate for him at first sight. Love??? He wasn't looking for it, yet found himself getting immersed in her love. 󠁯What began as an unspoken promise turned into a love strong enough to challenge fate itself. But when love was once sacrificed for survival, can it survive the truth? ahaanxnyrah.

𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮. "𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝙃𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙨, 𝙖 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙮𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙋𝘾𝙊𝘿, 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙪 𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙗𝙟𝙚𝙘𝙩, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙, 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙. 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 - 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛𝙛

❝ When 6-𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 is left at the gates of the Rajvanshi Mansion, she isn't just being dropped off - she's being 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. ❞ ✦ Traded for money by a mother who never wanted her. ✦ Handed to a father she barely knows. ✦ Placed under a roof where everyone shares her blood... but not her memories. Her new life begins in shadows. - One brother won't speak to her. - Another won't stop glaring. - And the youngest already declared: > "She doesn't belong." But the walls of the Rajvanshi Mansion hold more than cold stares. 🕯️ In quiet moments, 🕯️ Through clumsy kindness, 🕯️ And in fierce, unspoken protection - her brothers begin to change. And so does she. In a house once full of silence, she finds a place. Not by force. Not by blood. But by 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚, 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒍𝒚... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆. ⟡ 𝑨 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕-𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏. ⟡