𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 𝐎𝐅 : 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 Some love stories are written in destiny... and some are carved in blood. 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 - the ruthless business tycoon the world admires and the mafia king the underworld fears. Power follows him, enemies bow before him, and darkness walks beside him like a shadow. He never believed in love, because monsters like him were never meant to be loved. 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧 - a compassionate doctor with a heart full of kindness and a soul untouched by cruelty. She spends her life healing others, unaware that fate is slowly pulling her toward the most dangerous man alive. Two completely different worlds collide when Reet unknowingly becomes a target in a deadly game of power, revenge, and obsession. What starts as protection soon turns into possession. And somewhere between threats, secrets, and stolen moments... hearts begin to betray their owners. But loving Ekansh comes with a price. Because his world is built on violence, and once someone enters it, there is no escape. Will Reet be able to heal the darkness inside him... or will Ekansh destroy the only light he has ever known?

He's a 21-year-old gang leader with blood on his hands and fire in his eyes. He'd kill for CEO Kim Taehyung-and he already has. What Jeon Jungkook doesn't know is that Taehyung isn't just watching. He's orchestrating everything. Cold. Powerful. Obsessively in love. Seven years apart, but bound by something darker than fate. One wants to protect. The other wants to own. And when their secrets collide, it's not love-it's war in silk sheets and stained knives.

"𝓣𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻 , 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓲𝓮!" He is a name whispered in fear, a shadow that looms over the world's elite, a nightmare that no enemy survives. Adhirikt Singh Rathore, the undisputed king of the dark realm, rules not just the underworld but the empire of wealth and technology, standing as the richest and most powerful man in Asia. At 30, he is the epitome of brutal dominance, a force neither time nor fate dares to challenge. Emotionless. Unsmiling. Unforgiving. No one has ever seen a flicker of warmth in his cold, abyssal eyes-eyes that hold the weight of the countless souls he has destroyed. His existence is a testament to persistence, ruthlessness, and an insatiable hunger for control. The world bends before his will, trembling at his mere presence, for he does not believe in second chances. Mercy is a word that does not exist in his dictionary. Siya Shekhawat is a whisper of innocence in a world too cruel for her purity. At 21, she is the kind of girl who carries warmth in her heart, kindness in her soul, and a softness that even pain couldn't steal from her. No matter how much someone wrongs her, she never retaliates, never prays for their downfall-because her heart does not know how to hate. Even in her worst moments, when betrayal cuts her deeper than knives, she simply smiles, buries the pain, and pretends it never happened. Siya is beautiful in the way the first rain is-soft, pure, untouched by cruelty. She isn't someone you just met-she's someone you feel, someone you remember long after she's gone. Her innocence is her tragedy, her kindness her curse, but even as the world tries to break her, Siya Shekhawat chooses love over hate, silence over war, and dreams over despair. What happens when the deadly mafia falls in love with these innocent angel and she becomes his obsession!

**Two soul sisters.** **Two mafia kings.** **One night in Kashi that rewrote destiny.** Prateeksha Thakur is all fire - a chaos-loving fashion student with a sharp tongue, a softer heart, and a stepmother who treats her like she doesn't exist. Nayantara Rathore is her opposite - calm, cold, an MBBS student who worships Lord Krishna but believes love is a lie. Together, they are unshakable. Unbreakable. And unprepared for the storm that's about to claim them. They sneak out to Kashi for Mahashivratri. They come back married to the most feared men in Udaipur. **Veervardhan Rajput** - the silent, calculating ruler of Rajasthan's underworld - sees her once and decides he'll write her fate. **Rajvardhan Rajput** - the arrogant prince of chaos - falls for the girl who roasts him before knowing his name. These men don't woo. They *own*. And they don't ask twice. What begins as obsession spirals into power games, blood oaths, midnight betrayals, and an empire built on secrets. But Prateeksha and Nayantara? They weren't born to be wives. They were born to burn kings The book is under editing..... Many things are yet to be edited.

#Top5 in India (9/2/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 1 𝙤𝙛 "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨" 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨! 𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺, 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆-𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳-𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆, 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗽𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗮 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮 has always been the girl who blends into the background. A shy, soft-spoken 19-year-old from a modest family, she has spent her life believing that love-grand, passionate, all-consuming love-is meant for someone else. Not her. On the other hand, 𝗔𝘃𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 is a man who stands out in every room. A charming, confident 24-year-old pilot born into privilege, he's spent his life soaring through the skies, seeking excitement in every adventure. But beneath the easy smiles and playful flirtations, he's searching for something real, something that anchors him. When a single swipe on a dating app throws them into each other's orbit, neither expects the connection to be anything more than a fleeting spark. Yet, as their late-night conversations turn into something deeper, as stolen glances grow into unspoken confessions, they begin to unravel each other's hearts in ways they never saw coming. But love isn't just about butterflies-it's about weathering the storm. As doubts and differences arise, will Shivanya see her own worth, and can Avyansh prove his feelings are real?

⭐ "Found Family × Protective Older Brothers × Broken Twins × Slow Healing × Hidden Mafia Family × Strangers to Home" Best ranking #1 mafiaqueen #3 foundfamily #12 Wattpadindia #28 business out of 142k (24/06/26) "A broken pair of twins find a home in strangers who slowly become their family - and their greatest protectors, even in a hidden world of secrets." Two broken twins. A past full of pain they never deserved. When Kian and Kiara are brought into a new home, they expect nothing... just another place to survive. But instead, they find something they never had - a family. A loving stepfather who treats them like his own children. Five half older brothers who slowly become their protectors. And a home that starts healing the wounds they've carried for years. For the first time, they feel seen. For the first time, they feel safe. For the first time, they feel loved. But even in a home filled with warmth... not every truth is spoken out loud. And sometimes, even love hides secrets.

In the heart of Rajasthan, hidden behind ancestral palaces, silk sarees, and soulful festivals, the Rathore family lives a life that seems straight out of a fairytale-except it's not. To the world, they are royalty. To the underground, they are power. But to Naina Rathore, they are just her family-her annoyingly overprotective brothers, her loving papas and mamas, and her warm, comforting home. She doesn't know she's the only one kept in the dark. Born years after bloodshed, Naina was a miracle. Her brothers made a silent vow that day-to protect her from every gun, lie, and scar the family carried. She became their Princess, their Cupcake, their Doll, their Nain, their Rosie. But secrets don't stay buried forever. And when a storm brews-one that even the Rathores can't control-Naina must confront the truth: Who her brothers really are? And who is she? Will love and loyalty be enough when her world begins to shatter?

Ahan Singh Rathore is the crown prince of Rajasthan and also the heir to 'Rajvash enterprise ' he also has his own self made company called the 'Rathore enterprise' he is the youngest billionare in India and is self-made and the title of crown prince was not passed onto him he worked his ass off to earn the title and he is proud for it. His Aura screams power and dominance he keeps his family before anything and everything his panty-dropping face and the body of a Greek god but he has saved himself or u can say that he doesn't have time for bullshit so had no relationship. Cynthia Gupta is a badass she is not ur cute and shy girl she is sexy and bold she wears her confidence. After meeting her u would either want to kill her or u would fall in love with her sometimes both. She has an aura of Mysterious and coldness and it seems to attract people but she is danger. Don't mess with her or she will show you hell on Earth. " you are mine Cynthia, mine to love mine to break, and mine to worship. And it shall remain that way until death does us apart" "I am no one's property! And certainly not yours I never will be" "You are mine whether you like it or not, you were mine then and you are mine now, I couldn't claim you them but I will claim you now, and no one can stop me," he whispered beside my ear backing me against the wall and holding my hands tightly beside me. "I would be called yours in front of the world but I will never accept you! NEVER you will not have a place in my heart" I replied fury swirling in my eyes Secrets will be unveiled and blood will flow like water. You are either the villain or a mere spectator. Choose your team wisely. What happens when two dominant people come in one frame......... Read to find out The story will have mature content and strong language so please don't read if u don't like them. This is my first book so it will have errors feel free to correct them.

Shree Lekha Sharma was known for her bright, innocent smile. But behind that smile was a heavy secret she had carried for years. When she was just fifteen, her world fell apart. A terrible accident took the lives of her parents, leaving only her and her younger brother, Shivam, behind. With no one else to turn to, their relatives took them in. But it wasn't out of love. They only wanted the massive wealth and inheritance her parents had left behind. To protect Shivam from their greed and cruelty, Shree Lekha had to make a heartbreaking choice. She decided to hide her true, sharp intelligence. She put on a mask, pretending to have a childlike mental disorder so her relatives would let their guard down. She was just waiting-waiting for Shivam to turn eighteen so she could legally become his guardian and take him away from that toxic house. But the real Shree Lekha never truly vanished. In secret, with the help of her college principal-who was her late father's loyal friend-she was completing her degree in business studies. She also started working at a local orphanage, guided by the kind Dean. Now, at twenty-three, she thought she could keep up this double life forever. But everything was about to change. Adityanath Vardhan was thirty years old, a world-renowned businessman, and a man who held immense power. To the outside world, he was ruthless and merciless. He was a man of few words, deeply rooted in his traditions, and a firm believer in God. For his family, he wasn't just a green flag-he was an entire green forest. He got whatever he wanted, always. Then, he saw HER in the holy city of Varanasi. Something about her caught his attention instantly. On the outside, she seemed vulnerable and childlike. But Adityanath had sharp eyes. He could sense that beneath her innocent mask, there was a fierce, intelligent woman hiding in the shadows. He became completely captivated by her. using his power, he set an arranged marriage into motion...