She walks through life quietly, carrying the weight of her world alone. With no parents by her side, she keeps her pain hidden behind a gentle smile. Life has been harsh, yet she keeps moving forward, finding little sparks of happiness even in the darkest moments. Alone, yet unbroken; silent, yet strong. But will anyone ever notice the storms behind her eyes? Can someone reach the girl who has learned to face the world on her own? ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ He is rich, guarded, and fiercely independent. Betrayal has made him distant from love, and he keeps people at arm's length. His anger is sharp, his walls are high, but beneath the cold exterior lies someone who feels everything deeply and silently. Untouchable, yet not unfeeling. But who will dare to break through his walls? Can anyone make him trust love again? What will happen when they are forced into a marriage? Will their hearts find love, or will they remain worlds apart? Can two souls, so different and or will fate keep them apart forever? "Can hearts so guarded ever beat as one?" #1 brokenfemalelead

︵‿୨ SEASON 1 ୧‿︵ She never loved him but he was determined to have her, no matter the cost. He was an addict, and from the moment he laid eyes on her, she became his most dangerous addiction. [ AAHIL SINGH RATHORE × JASMINE OBEROI ] "I was crying..but he just stood there, staring. 'Let me go,' I pleaded. 'You're not going anywhere,' he said. 'You'll sleep here. With me. Tonight.' 'Why?' 'Because I love you,' he said like it was the simplest thing in the world." "Sweetheart." The word alone sent shivers down my spine. "Because you're mine.Fucking mine." 💼Aahil Singh Rathore Age:29 Title:CEO, AR Enterprises Ruthless. Obsessively possessive. Domineering.A powerful man with a dangerous past. 🎀Jasmine Oberoi Age:18 The very picture of innocence, shy, soft-hearted, She's beautiful... and far too naive for the world. What happens when a cold-hearted billionaire and feared mafia boss falls head over heels for an innocent girl? ✨Brace yourself for a gripping tale of dark obsession and twisted love. ︵‿୨ SEASON 2 ୧‿︵ "Ethya... he wasn't your husband," the man tells her as he hands her medicine. "He was obsessed with you. He kidnapped you. You escaped and I saved you.That's why I'm keeping you safe here with me." But if he's telling the truth.. why can't she remember anything? "Where is my wife?" he roars. "I swear to God, I'll tear you apart if you even think about hurting her." "What is your name?" "I'm..Jasm-ine." she whispers. "I'm Ja-smine..Aahil Sing-h Rat-hore." "Who is Rishabh to you?" he growls next. "No one!" she cries. Only then does he pull the gun away..and removed his fingers from her clit. "I'm begging you..give me my wife back." "You'll never get her back.NEVER." ⚠️ Warning:Contains mature themes. 🤫Season 2 begins with the truth hidden beneath the lies a stolen identity, a twisted obsession, and a love so powerful it starts a war. Only the readers who paid at attention in Season 1 will catch the clue

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆 She once dreamed of marrying Him. Not for revenge. Not for hatred. But for love. Love from that childhood. Genuine. Pure. Until the night that changed everything. Years later, she returns with a heart full of scars and a plan carefully built on betrayal. She will marry him, step into his world, and watch it crumble from the inside. But Vedang doesn't see an enemy. He only see his Littlehead, whom he thought he lost years ago. Without knowing the truth behind her identity, he finds himself helplessly drawn to her-obsessed, captivated, and hopelessly in love. And every time he calls her "little head," something from past threatens to break the wall. Because revenge is simple. But loving the man you swore to destroy... is not. But by the time the truth surfaces and He founds his family member's murderer. You all will ask- who destroyed whom? NYRA DHAWAN x VEDANG SINGHANIA

He loved her once with a madness she could never forget... until betrayal tore them apart. Years later, on the day she is about to belong to someone else, he returns and stops the wedding, claiming her as his own. What begins as a marriage forged in anger becomes a storm of old wounds, dangerous passion, and love that refuses to die. !!!!!! मैं खुद को मिटा दूँगा तेरी चाहत में..... मैं दुनिया भुला दूंगा तेरी चाहत में!!!! Vyom pandit X Maahi Sharma

╰┈➤𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤- 3 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. She was a goddess made of fire and fragility - loved by millions, but truly known by none. Trisha Singhania, India's most desired model, lived a life painted in flashlights and lies. To the world, she was perfection. To herself, she was chaos held together by lipstick and heartbreak. She thought love was her escape - until Veeranshu Shekhawat became her cage. His love was sweet until it turned suffocating, possessive, and cruel. And when her world fell apart, he wasn't the one who saved her. It was Zyran Knight - the ruthless Italian mafia heir with eyes like sin and a heart carved from ice. He didn't chase her. He claimed her. Her fear became his addiction. Her pain, his obsession. Her existence, his reason to burn the world. But love born in the dark never comes without blood. Because when the truth unfolds, Trisha learns that her heartbreak was never an accident... It was destiny - sighed, sealed, and orchestrated by the devil himself.

" 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐦𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢" ⎯ Zoravar Singh Ahlawat♚ ❣ °•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●☆(◕‿◕✿)☆●○•°●○•°●○•°●○•° ❣ "𝐀𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢! 𝐎𝐫 𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐞𝐠𝐢" ⎯ Eshvika Sharma♛ . . . . . . . . . . . . . Do Not Copy My Work! Read trigger warning before reading the book. ❣

⁠☞The Mafia's Broken Bride⁠☞ Boss... we got the location of the orphanage. The girl we asked about... ??? Silence. The kind that suffocates walls. And for the first time in years... he breathed. A slow inhale. Like a man who had been drowning and finally found air. "Let's go..." he said. Two words. But his men felt the storm behind them. Other side... "Plzzz nahiii Dai maa... haam aap se vinti karte haii madad kijiye. Dai maa..." a girl cried. ["Please no, Dai Maa... I beg you... please help me... Dai Maa..."] Her voice trembled like a broken prayer in an empty temple. "Open the door! Leave her!" Dai Maa cried from outside, her frail hands banging against the wood. Her cries were desperate. Helpless. The man inside laughed darkly. "Yese kaise chhordu... I mahine se dekh raha hu... ek kis ke maafi chaal se maara us budhiya ne... teri wajah se..." he snarled. ["How can I just leave you... I've been watching for a month... that old woman ruined my plan because of you... because of you..."] His breath reeked of alcohol and hatred. He stepped closer. Too close. The girl stumbled back, her back hitting the cold wall. Her heartbeat pounded violently in her ears . He leaned in, invading her space, gripping her arm harshly. She cried out "Aah... nahi... nahiii!" ["Ahh... no... nooo!"] Her tears fell uncontrollably. Fear wrapped around her like chains. Outside, Dai Maa kept screaming. Inside, the room felt smaller. Darker. Suffocating. © 2026 Kaashi. All Rights Reserved. This story is a work of fiction. Any reproduction or copying without permission is strictly prohibited.

What began as revenge, meant to destroy both of them, turned into something destiny refused to let die. "Did you ever feel your heart beat when I was around?" she asked, her voice trembling, tears gathering in her eyes but refusing to fall. He let out a low, cold chuckle. Then he stepped closer. So close that her breath caught before he even touched her. His hand closed around her waist and pulled her against his chest, firm and unyielding. "I never let it," he murmured, a small, cruel smirk curving his lips as his empty gaze locked onto hers. Her throat tightened. "So... this was all we had?" "And?" he said, his voice calm, dangerous. One hand slid upward from her waist, up to her jaw, slow enough to make her panic, deliberate enough to make her shiver. "D-don't," she breathed, frozen beneath his touch. "And?" he repeated, thumb brushing over her jawline with maddening patience. "W-why are you-" "Shh." His voice dropped lower, rougher now. "Let me do my work, little kitten." The words brushed her ear like a threat wrapped in silk. Then he turned her around. He held her throat from behind, firm enough to make her breath hitch, gentle enough to make her hate how it affected her. Her back pressed against his chest in a sudden pull, heat seeping through the thin space between them like a secret neither of them could take back. He tilted her head back against his shoulder, his face near hers, his breath brushing her cheek in a slow, deliberate tease. His hand stayed at her throat, steady and possessive, as though he already knew exactly how far he could push her before she broke. "You want answers?" he murmured, his voice low and dangerous, laced with something far more unsettling than anger. "Alright." She has scars like the moon, and fire like the sun. She was a secret waiting to be found. He was the danger she should have run from. When their worlds collided, the truth began to unravel - along with the walls around her heart. 💗⃝🌕 Ongoing.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ❝ 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏. 𝑰𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. ❞ ♕ 𝑹𝒆𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕 rules with an iron fist-𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡. In a world where deception reigns, he trusts no one and loves no one. Until 𝑵𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂 wa lks into his world-𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝, 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚. She was never supposed to be part of this war, yet now she is the most dangerous piece on the board. A pawn? A queen? Or the one who will bring the king to his knees? ⚔ 𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

°✨~Season 1 Completed~✨° She was the girl no one chose. The unwanted daughter. The forgotten child. The one who grew up watching love being given to everyone except her. No warm hugs from her mother. No protective hand from her father. No place where she truly belonged. Years of neglect taught her how to stay silent, how to hide her tears behind a smile, and how to survive in a house that never felt like home. He was everything she wasn't. Powerful. Feared. Untouchable. A ruthless businessman by day and a dangerous mafia king by night. A man whose name carried authority, whose enemies feared his wrath, and whose heart had long ago stopped believing in love. To him, emotions were weaknesses. Love was an illusion. And trust was the most dangerous mistake a person could make. On the day of his wedding, her sister ran away. To protect their reputation, her family made a heartless decision They pushed her into the bridal seat instead. One carried the scars of a loveless childhood. The other hid wounds that no one could see. But sometimes, the darkest stories create the brightest beginnings. When two broken souls collide, walls begin to crack, secrets begin to surface, and hearts that once swore never to love start beating for someone they never expected. Will she finally find the love she spent her entire life searching for? Or will the darkness surrounding him destroy them both before they get the chance? ✨ A story of pain, healing, trust, betrayal, family, sacrifice, and a love powerful enough to change even the coldest heart. ✨ ⚠️ Disclaimer © All Rights Reserved This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, organizations, locations, and incidents portrayed in this book are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, businesses, events, or places is purely coincidental. Please respect the author's hard work and creativity.