"𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?" She screamed, shaking in her bridal attire, while aiming the gun at him. But he didn't answer, he just stepped closer until he was facing her. "𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦" she repeated, this time louder "And how dare you bring me here?" His gaze didn't waver, spitting out nothing more than a half-answer "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi" Her breath hitched. "Did you hear me?" his voice dropped, cold and precise. "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi hoon main" For a second, everything felt still but suddenly he reached for the gun and before she could react, he grabbed front of the gun...and pressed it against his own head. Her eyes widened. "What ar..are you doing-" "Go on" he cut her off, staring straight into her eyes. "Chalao goli" ------------------------------------------------------ "Why do you look at me like that?" she whispered, fingers trembling in her lap. He didn't blink. "Like what?" "Like I belong to you" He stepped closer, his voice low...steady..almost gentle. "You do" "I'm not something you can own." "I know." His thumb brushed her cheek, slow enough to make her shiver. "and that's what makes it interesting..is not it? because loving you normally was never an option for someone like me." [𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨, where this 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝙧𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝙤𝒏𝒂𝙡 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝙣𝒔𝙞𝒕𝙮, leaving you shaken, breathless...and caught in a connection where one heart had already surrendered, while the other only knew how to fight it, until even denial started to feel dangerously fragile]

His face dipped in the crook of her neck. She was caged in between the cupboard and his hand. His one hand was beside her head, and the one was on her waist. He inhaled deeply, his nose grazing the soft skin of her neck. She shivered and cluthched her saree tightly in her hands . He backed away slightly, only met her gaze as their eyes looked. The dominance, desire, and hint jealousy did'nt go unnoticed by her. His eyes moved to her lips, but as she took a deep yet shaky breath, he backed away slightly. His hands cuped her throat, and his fingers rubbed it softly. "𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭," he whispered, his voice laced with danger and his tone hiding something beneath it. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢 a man who belongs from the famous business family in India. He is not a sunshine type but a type who has the power to finish anyone just in the blink of an eye. He never wanted to marry in his late 20s his aim was to take his company on first place in an international market. 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐚 a woman who belongs from a very well-known business family she never had interest in her family business and her family respected that she is a graphic designer . She is a sunshine girl who is kind to everyone, and always has a smile on her face but what will happen when she is forced to marry aryan?? What wil happen when both the opposite will marry each other?? °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

#Top 6 in India (19/04/26) 𝐀𝐚𝐩 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐤𝐫𝐚 𝐝𝐮 ~𝐈𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧 ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ ➺ 𝐈𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧 x 𝐍𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢 Dark Romance | 18+ Izhaan Khan, a cold eyed business tycoon and single father, who has sworn never to let another woman close again. After his wife abandoned him the day she gave birth to their daughter and ran away with her lover, his world hardened into steel-silent, ruthless, unbreakable. His only weakness is his 6 month old baby girl, Ayla... and he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her. Noorain Siddiqui, once believed love was enough. She married the man she fall in love at first sight, the one to whome she trusted more than anyone else and married him against all the odds, her high profile status, and family disagreement. Only to be abused, used and discarded - called a burden by the very person who vowed to protect her. Her life shattered when she her baby the day she was born. Broken but breathing, Noorain escapes the marriage with her brother's help, determined to rebuild herself from the ashes. What happens when fate ties Izhaan and Noorain together? What happens when protection turns into longing and two people who never swore to love again starts falling for the second time again? But some ghosts don't stay burried. When secrets from thier past claw thier way back to their present. Now, Izhaan and Noorain must decide: Do they let fear and scars from their past, destroy their second chance at love - or do they fight for it, no matter the cost?

𝓚𝓮𝓱𝓽𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓚𝓱𝓾𝓭𝓪 𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓳𝓪𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓷𝓪 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓪𝔂𝓪 𝓗𝓪𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓮 𝓣𝓮𝓻𝓪 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓷𝓪 𝓱𝓪𝓲 𝓾𝓼𝓼 𝓻𝓪𝓫 𝓴𝓪 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓜𝓪𝓪𝓷𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓴𝓸 𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓪𝔂𝓪 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓳𝓪𝓲𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓲 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓮 𝑹𝒊𝒕𝒗𝒊𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒙 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒌 ↳ Substitute Bride ↳ Cold Husband × Reserved Wife ↳ He Falls First & Harder The alliance was perfect. Until the bride ran away. With reputation at stake and no time left, a decision was made- one that no one questioned, but no one truly chose. Ruhaani Mallik was never meant to be the bride. Just the girl who stood in the background... unnoticed, unimportant. But in a moment of desperation, she was pushed into a place that was never hers. Ritvik Shergill didn't ask questions. He didn't care who stood beside him. For him, marriage was never about love. Just responsibility. Two strangers. One rushed wedding. A bond built on compulsion. But when a man who never believed in emotions starts to notice the girl who never expected anything, something begins to shift. Because she was never the one he was meant to marry... and yet, she might become the one he cannot let go.

She hates him,he despises her. She is a fire, He wants to get her burned with it. He is as cold as Ice, She wants to burn him by melting his icy boundaries. What happens when fate plays a role of a bitch and these two get tied in a knot ? ^^^^^^^^^^°°^^^^^^^^^^^^ "Stop pretending,alright?" I stared at him in disbelief. "What more things are you gonna do?I would love to hear it" "Mr Rajput,leave" I tried to push him but he held my wrist and pinned them above my hand with his one hand and the other grabbed my waist,pulling me closer to him,out chests crashed with each other. "Tell me" he demanded "HAVE YOU LOST IT?" I yelled. "Yes" he said continuing " I lost it when that moron was touching you,I lost it when he was looking at you with those eyes,I lost it-" "Why do u care?" I interrupted being frustrated looking straight in his eyes. "Because you are mine,mine to destroy,mine to touch,mine to kill." He replied before crashing his lips onto hers. ******************** ¶ Ahvi Sharma ¶ A 24-year old veterinarian.She is a little introverted person due to some reason but also a confident,brave and fierce woman. "Destroy what destroys you." ¶ Ayaansh Singh rajput ¶ A 27-year billionaire,the only son of Rajputs and the Chairperson of Rajput empire,& the CEO of ASR Enterprises. He is a cold,ruthless person and has severe anger issues. "Vengeance is in my heart,death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head." ××××××××××××××××××××× " I hate you,Mrs Rajput and soon I will destroy you." - Ansh Singh Rajput " The feelings are mutual,Mr Rajput." - Ahvi Singh Rajput // 18+ Romance //

"You were never meant to be my bride...yet here you are wearing my ring." --------------------------------------------------------- BOOK 1 OF CLAIMED HEART SERIES • RUDRA VEER OBEROI × AVANTHIKA MALHOTRA Power runs in his veins. Control is his weapon. And love is a weakness Rudra Veer Oberoi never planned to have. The night before his arranged marriage, he allowed himself one reckless mistake. A dimly lit club. A pair of haunting eyes. One forbidden night with a stranger whose name he didn't even ask. It was supposed to end there. But fate had other plans. Because the girl he touched that night... Was the step-sister of the woman he was supposed to marry. And when the bride disappeared on the wedding day, leaving behind whispers and humiliation The families needed a solution. Fast. So they chose the easiest one. Replace the bride. Now the stranger from his darkest mistake stands beside him at the altar... Dressed in red. She was never meant to be his. He was never meant to want her. But suddenly she was Mrs. Oberoi. But in a marriage born from scandal and silence Desire is far more dangerous than hatred. Two souls bound by accident. One secret night they can't erase. Because sometimes... The replacement becomes the obsession.

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

Do take trigger warnings seriously. If you accept the trigger warning and going to read further. Welcome babygurls and thank for giving this book a try I'm so grateful .

It was Gulaal's first day after marriage. After completing her Teej fast and rituals, she entered her husband's room-only to see her husband with another woman. CM Rana Sarvagya Singh Shekhawat was on the bed, holding his girlfriend in his arms. The sight shocked Gulaal so much that the puja thali slipped from her hands. Hearing the noise, Sarvagya and his girlfriend turned to look at her. "You-you are the same girl whom Sarvagya bought for himself?" His Girlfriend Damisha, staring at Gulaal's frightened face, continued mockingly, "Why, does it hurt to see another woman in your husband's arms? Actually, this Rana-sa isn't really a husband at all..." Hearing her, Gulaal's anger flared. Looking straight at her husband, she said bitterly: "I don't even consider a man who goes around sleeping here and there as a man. Such a person is called a dog." Saying this, she walked away to her own room where the servants also lived. She went to remove her jewelry at the table-when suddenly, she realized someone had closed the door behind her. Before she could even turn around, someone grabbed her by the waist and pressed their lips hard against hers.