Secret: The most fatal weapon of the mankind. But careful, for it depends on whether you're capable of wielding it. Taranya Chauhan never was. She wasn't ready for the world awaiting her, neither for the secrets it held. But when she was shoved headfirst in it, she knew she had to swim up to not drown. Now it's a matter of time before she finds out who's pulling her underwater and who's helping her on the surface. *Content and Trigger warning: This book contains past references to abuse and child molestation.

Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?

Like the collision of two stars, they crashed into each other, unexpectedly and unforgivingly. Avni perceives him as an intrusive man. Despite the irresistible and suave charms, she is determined to avoid him. Except for Viransh, she is a risk and a mystery that he vows to unravel and uncover the shattered woman hidden beneath the facade of an impudent heiress. Amidst the chaos, they draw closer to each other, sailing toward the shore of love. But shadows of their past loom like giant waves, threatening to turn over their fragile ship. So does the billowing black smoke of secrets inscribed in Avni's diary. Will they let the tempest of their pasts consume them? Or will they build an anchor of strength to weather the storm together?

𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕. ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ He looked at her, drained and desperate, his voice a quiet plea. "Just tell me now... what is all this?" For a moment, she stayed still, like silence was her last shield. Then she exhaled, broken and tired. "I tried to hide it," she said softly, "but you wouldn't let me." ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ Truths are louder than secrets, merciless, burning, and impossible to unsee. He had once lived far from chaos, untouched by shadows he couldn't name. But the moment she walked in, everything shifted. She didn't just carry secrets, she became the storm that held them back. Now, the calm has broken. He tried to walk away but some obsessions don't die. His heart may have shattered the day she left, but his resolve stayed sharp. The questions she buried beneath silence never stopped haunting him. So he followed them, every fractured breadcrumb, every forgotten whisper. But what awaited him wasn't closure. It was destruction. Lethal, consuming, and nothing like he imagined. She had tried to shield him. Fought with silence, with distance, with every piece of strength she had left. But she couldn't stop him from stepping into her world. A world she had spent years trying to escape. And when the dust finally settled, when the damage was done and truth lay bare, she vanished once more. This time, she left no trace. Only the ache of unfinished stories and a man still waiting. Waiting for the girl who had become both his ruin and his reason. They will meet again, after time, after distance, after everything. But when they do, nothing will be the same. Because some love stories don't unfold. They circle back. And begin again. ••• This is NOT a standalone book.

{Previously known as Kainaat} | Completed on Scrollstack | In a web of lies, even the truth can strangle you. Trinity Academy is more than just a school-it's a kingdom, ruled by the rich, the powerful, and the ruthless. Beneath its golden halls, secrets fester, scandals thrive, and betrayals are just another form of currency. The students? Beautiful, untouchable, and drowning in their own sins. Trinity isn't just their playground-it's their sanctuary, a place where even the darkest truths are carefully concealed under layers of gold and glitter. Kainaat Sharma, a scholarship student, walks in, with no intention of playing their games. But the elites don't take kindly to outsiders, especially ones who refuse to bow. She's caught in their world, tangled in their scandals, and dragged into a storm she never saw coming. And in Trinity, you either learn to play the game or get buried beneath it.

Six teenagers-- Evara, Raina, Inara, Samukta, Kavi and Ruchya-- are found to be demi-gods. Meaning, they're children of Indian gods. And now they're supposed to save the world from getting doomed, which frankly, already is doomed, but we're not talking about that. We're talking about ancient asuras, demons and souls who have created chaos before and will again create chaos. And nothing. Absolutely nothing, is more chaotic than a world being on the shoulders of six teenagers. oh boy, is this gonna be fun...

Serves as a sequel to "The Blazing Heiress" The Desais were a cemetery of secrets. Viransh Malik had always known this. But he couldn't believe the buried sins of his own family twisted tighter than he could abide. They don't quench his thirst for truth; instead, they harden his resolve to tear open the secrets of those near him cradled in their bones. Avni was finally content. Marriage had crowned her. It had placed her at the centre of the board. But power has its own hunger, and soon, it bites into the hands of those who dare to hold it. Around her, the pieces stir. Allies beat like bishops. Enemies strike like rooks. Pawns are willing to cross for survival. Viransh, the Knight, stands beside her, sworn to guard her even as he gallops his own path across the board. When the past collides with the future, when old ruses awaken, when the masks finally drop - each move steers them closer to a dangerous endgame. And the King survives only if the Knight unveils the lies before checkmate.

𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ "Are you afraid that I'll fall for you?" he asked again, his voice dripping like honey, smooth and melodic beneath the moon-kissed sky. Her long, curled lashes lifted, revealing the storm she kept hidden behind them- only to meet the desperation blooming in his gaze. "No. I'm afraid... you'll fall into my curse." ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ Secrets are sharp, silent, and dangerous. He lived far from chaos, untouched by deceit, trusting only what was seen, heard, and known. But everything changed the moment she arrived. Quiet, composed, and unreadable like a storm that whispers before it strikes. She carried an aura that intrigued and unsettled, drawing him in with questions she never answered, and a past she never spoke of. She was flawless on the surface, her smile soft, her presence calm. But beneath that polished calm lay layers of subtle and haunting silence. He despised that, detested liars, mistrusted masks. But something about her made him stay. Each glance felt like a clue, every word a riddle. He wasn't falling in love; he was falling into her mystery, piece by hidden piece. He searched quietly at first, then relentlessly. Threads of her past slipped through his fingers like smoke, each lead ending in shadows. Until one night, when he pushed too far, when his questions edged too close to the truths she refused to face, she didn't explain, she disappeared. And just like that, the woman he thought he was beginning to understand vanished without a word, without a trace. All she left behind was the wreckage of his trust and a silence louder than betrayal. This was only the beginning.

Desperate for a fresh start, Sameera Bhatt leaves Mumbai for Manhattan, hoping to put away memories of the past. A chance encounter with a drunk, unconscious, but handsome stranger stirs something in her she'd never thought to feel again. Assuming a dream position as the new Head of the Projects and Development Department at Silvercorp, she is soon pitched in a constant battle of wills with Ryan Silverton, heir to the Silvercorp riches, disgraced former head of the department, general pain in the ass, and the object of her fantasies for the past year. What's worse, the man doesn't even remember her! For Ryan Silverton, getting rid of the pesky woman hellbent on lording it over him , while trying to fix the mess he'd caused and regain his position as head of department - a position now occupied by the aforementioned pesky woman - should be no problem. As long as he didn't give in to the inexplicable urge to kiss her senseless and have her scream his name in ecstasy, winning should be easy. Except, he gets more than he bargained for when the alluring Sameera Bhatt, proves to be no easy pushover. But despite heated arguments and disagreements, a different kind of heat sizzles between two headstrong characters, and sometimes, the heat is just too tempting to deny. Let the games begin, winner takes all. Highest ranking: #3 Romance, #6 Chicklit

"Not fair" she whispered breathlessly. " You're only supposed to look" "Is that right? " his voice was teasing, but thick with passion. " Well, I don't play fair baby" After meeting unexpectedly and becoming marooned together during a blizzard in the wild South of New Zealand, warring Delhi neighbors Raman and Ishita, who profess to hate each other, discover a mutual all consuming passion. Each tries to resist the other, but when their lives collide again in Delhi, the inevitable happens. This is the story of the righteous and softhearted Dr Ishita Iyer and the cynical, embittered and temperamental Raman Bhalla, and their mutual love for Raman's daughter, Ruhi, which acts as a catalyst to bring them together. This story explores their discovery of love, passion and desire, and how they fight the odds, their pasts, their warring families and even themselves, to create a life together. This FanFic is based on the characters from the Indian Television series Yeh Hai Mohabbatein, but takes a completely different tangent after the story of the first month of the show. I pick up the tale after the CEO function, when Ishita confronts Raman during his TV interview, after he has her parents arrested due to a misunderstanding. A variation of this story was first published on India Forums between 2015 - 2018. This Wattpad version has been re-written in parts to explore Raman and Ishita's sensual journey towards happiness, and unabashedly celebrates their fiery physical attraction. If sensuality is not your thing, give this one a miss. Otherwise, read on. Some dialogues in Hindi - ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS PROVIDED Some parts have mature themes and content - READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. SOME CHAPTERS ARE PRIVATE. TO READ PLEASE FOLLOW. Cover by Gan.