2nd book of destiny series ( can read as standalone) She was a guardian of the law, while he was its merciless broker. She pursued justice in the courtroom, draped in a black advocate's robe, armed with logic, evidence, and unwavering conviction. He delivered justice in the shadows, wearing the same dark coat, but his verdict was written in blood and silence. Both believed in justice- just not in the same way. She was chaotic and outspoken, a fearless voice that refused to be silenced. He was cold and restrained, a quiet observer whose silence spoke louder than words. If she was the sky then he was the soil They were never meant to cross paths. They were opposites in every conceivable way. Yet when their worlds collided, something unspoken and inexplicable began to take root between them. He carried the turbulence of a haunted past, and somehow she became the solace he never believed he deserved. She fought battles in court, but unknowingly, she was also fighting the war inside him. Two completely different souls. Two different paths to justice. Two conflicting definitions of justice. And somewhere between law and crime, chaos and stillness, they slipped into a bond they never dared to name- yet one neither of them could ever escape..

"I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 23-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 35-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (10 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control

It's a BL Love story with a little bit of darkness inside 💠 ( It's My Original Work Not A Fanfiction) _________________________________________ A marriage he couldn't remember, a person he couldn't place in his mind, and an unspoken bond that would shackle him in ways he never imagined. His indifference to love was shattered in one reckless moment, and suddenly, he was caught in a web of obsession that was slowly suffocating him. •••••••• "You think you can run away from me?" The voice was dark, dripping with menace. The man moved closer, his breath hot against Vishal's ear. "After everything that happened that night in that hotel... you're dreaming." Vishal barely had time to react before he was slammed against the wall, the impact stunning him. His breath hitched, but the man's gaze never wavered-intense, unwavering, as if he owned him completely. His hands gripped Vishal's wrists, pinning him in place. Vishal struggled, but the man was relentless. The cold, calculating intensity in his eyes sent a shiver down Vishal's spine. His will to resist was slipping away, crushed under the weight of the promise in the man's voice. The man's lips brushed against his ear, a final whisper that made Vishal's blood run cold. "I won't divorce you. Not in this life. Not in any other life." ( Coming soon ) ___ Boxer/Doctor X Russian Mafia Enemies To Lovers Contract Marriage Drama x Humour Revenge Sunshine meets Mr Grumpy Possessive lover Bl ( Boy's love)

Two college students discover an abandoned infant girl wrapped in a thin blanket on street. Unsure what to do but unable to walk away, they decide to take her with them-just for one night. What begins as a moment of compassion quickly changes their lives in ways they never imagined. Between lectures, part-time jobs, and sleepless nights, they learn the weight of responsibility. The tiny stranger brings laughter, chaos, and a sense of purpose they didn't know they were missing. But questions about her past start to surface, along with the fear of losing her. As they search for answers, their bond with the little girl grows deeper.

They used to be inseparable... two boys against the world, bound by a friendship that felt like forever... until it shattered. Now, years later, Kairav Sinha is everything people expect, charming, reckless, the college football captain who doesn't believe in staying. And Ishaan Sehgal? He's the opposite, cold, composed, the student president who built walls no one dares to cross. They've learned how to ignore each other. How to walk past without stopping and how to pretend there's nothing left. But when they're forced into the same space again, it doesn't feel like nothing. It feels like unfinished conversations. Like words that were never said.... Like something that never really ended. And maybe it didn't, because the more they try to keep their distance, the harder it gets to ignore the way their eyes linger at each other... the way it stings to see the other with someone else... the way hate starts to feel a little too much like something else. Maybe some things don't fade or leave. Maybe... the boy he learned to hate was always the one he couldn't let go of.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

BOOK 1 OF HER SERIES *.✧HER REPLACED HUSBAND✧.* *.↬ Ruthvik Rajvansh Ruthvik Rajvansh is a billionaire businessman who had once loved deeply. But the woman he had loved since school, the one he thought would be his forever, had betrayed him. She left him and their newborn twins, Rudra and Kuhu, just a week after they were born. That heartbreak changed him. He became cold, careful, and closed off, letting nothing and no one hurt him again. Now, Ruthvik had only two priorities: His twins, Rudra and Kuhu, who were the most important part of his life. His business, growing it worldwide and making it stronger than ever. Everything else was secondary. Ruthvik had built walls around his heart, and he didn't plan on letting anyone break through. *.↬ Paridhi Sekhawat Paridhi Sekhawat is one of the best gynecologists in India-respected, skilled, and confident in her work. She lives life on her own terms, independent and free-spirited. Bubbly, charming, and full of warmth, she lights up every room she enters. Life is simple, predictable, and Life is simple and under her control... but her past still haunts her. But what happens when destiny ties them into a replaced marriage?

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡. Yet he tried every possible way to have her for himself . They came from two different worlds. One bound by the rules and regulations and the other tied down by the responsibility. Yet their hearts started beating in sync. One ready to end themselve. The other, ready to end whatever came in their way. But destiny? 𝙄𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙨

Divyanshi D'Souza, a thirty years old college professor is also a hidden Mafia Queen of Russia. A legacy given by her parents. Vyank Chatterjee is a twenty-three year college student final year of masters. They both were forbidden to love each other. Their relationship wasn't accepted by the society norms because of their age gap and their student professor relationship. Yet, they dared to love each other. Until reality hit Divyanshi and she flew away from him to protect him from the upcoming danger. Not knowing that he was the danger himself. Their separation of three years broke Divyanshi but built Vyank, the man she never knew. He wasn't the man she fell in love with. Rather she fears this man. A love story written with blood and death.

"Ishq junoon jab had se badh jaaye Haste haste aashiq suli chad jaaye...." A contract brings them together, a formal arrangement neither fully understands, yet life entwines their paths in ways neither expected. He is obsessed, relentless, and determined to make her fall for him, weaving himself into her world with a quiet intensity she cannot yet see. Every look, every word, every moment with him stirs something she doesn't understand, and nothing will stay the same. The past creeps into the present, old secrets resurfacing to test their every move, and hearts are pushed to the edge. Secrets unravel, boundaries shatter, and the line between love, obsession, and revenge blurs. Adwait × Chiya "My obssesion fo her has no limits. I started loving her even before I knew it's meaning" "He trapped me first... but now it's my turn. The obsession he once held is mine, and he will never escape it"