"A story of complications,let's see how they'll accept their destiny. Will they'll get whatever they ever wish for??? Lets see what happens..."

𝐖𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐤𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢.... 🪶📜🌕ִֶָ☾♡ "Tumhara Naam Kya Hai?" , On the day of his engagement he asked the dancer of the brothel. "Kritika!", the other dancer replied and he remained silent-this was the name of his wife from whom he had separated because she was the daughter of his father's murderer. Previously Known As 'My Hard Hearted Husband' & 'My Hard Hearted Ex Husband'

How can you be an orphan when your mother still pays for you? This is the painful question sixteen-year-old Vanya asks herself every day. Her mother's monthly visits to the orphanage aren't fueled by love, but by cold, crisp cash, a payment to keep Vanya a secret. Her father's existence is defined by his absolute rejection. Vanya is the childhood that never got to bloom..*The Lost Spring*. But Vanya's greatest pain is also her biggest secret. Her mother's first marriage yielded three handsome, powerful, and successful adult sons which are Vanya's *half-brothers*. They live a life of unquestioned luxury, entirely unaware of the hidden daughter who shares their blood. When a chance encounter shatters the rigid boundary between Vanya's world and theirs, the family's sixteen-year lie begins to crumble. The truth will tear their privileged world apart. But for Vanya, is exposing the secret worth the risk of losing the only family she's ever truly yearned for?

BOOK TWO OF DARK SERIES "Jo karta hun puri shiddat se karta hun, abb chahe woh nafrat hi sahi. Aur uss nafrat ki hadd junoon mein badal gayi. Tumhe paane ka junoon". ~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•° Reyansh Rai Singhania, 28 years old, a billionaire and King of his own business Empire. Cunning, notorious and loves to play dirty games to trap his prey. But behind the facade of cruel bastard resides a broken man who was despised by his own family, who left him at his worst, he is all alone in need of a companion. Aastha Rajput, 26 years old, a doctor thriving to reach heights of success. She's kind to those who deserves and has potential to show right place to the jerks. Her 'go and fuck off' attitude indeed keeps them far away from her. She's getting engaged to her old school crush unaware of the upcoming storm. When fate plays, it plays hard, it will throw you in the games that were never meant to be yours. "You let him touch you, my minx, do you know what I do to them who touch my property? His words were dangerously calm, an invitation of death. "He's my fiance, for god's sake, he has all rights over me w----- "Never.ever.repeat.that. or I might fvck you right in front of him, and no one can stop me". He uttered grinding his teeth. It's true though, he is capable of crossing all boundaries, what he said is probably easiest for him. "I'm not your property". I spat back, knowing very well, it ignited his rage. "Ohh really, my minx . He stepped forward, his eyes darker than earlier. "keep that in mind, you're mine to ruin, mine to claim and mine to break". I don't want to accept but that's true, the leash of my life is in his hands.... It's him and me, end of the story, even if he's the villain. "Just like I save people, I can kill too. Get lost before I rip your limbs out". Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

When two best friends get married with two brothers. it's my first time writing a story it can contain grammatical mistakes💀 Language:- Hindi+English

✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎ She is a chatterbox He is a listener She is childish He is mature She is passionate He is supportive She is impatient He is patient or is he? . . . VARENYA MUKHERJEE A junior resident doctor from a small town in West Bengal who lives with her aunt after losing her parents in a tragic house fire. Once a brilliant student with dreams of becoming a gynecologist, Varenya also fell deeply in love with her senior believing he was the one she would spend her life with. But six years ago, something devastating shattered her world, altering the course of her life forever. KAVYANSH SINGH RATHORE A renowned writer and the successful CEO of AV Publishing House. Kavyansh is also the Prince of the Rajput clan in Rajasthan. Despite being the eldest son of his family, he has no interest in claiming the throne. He was once a cheerful man, passionately in love with his junior. But a life altering event six years ago changed everything, steering his life down a completely different path. Two souls: once madly in love, were torn apart by a cruel twist of fate. But destiny has its own plans. Years later, their paths will cross once again, forcing them to confront the past they left behind. Will love, patience, and unwavering dedication be enough to reunite them and complete the journey that remained unfinished? Join Varenya and Kavyansh in a story of love, loss, and fate where time may have separated them but destiny always finds a way. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

"Stop trying to act like my fiancée because I don't give a damn about you!" His words echoed through the room breaking my remaining hopes - Alizeh (The badass girl) gets tied in an arranged marriage to Zain (The reserved one) but he makes it very clear he wants nothing to do with her while she can't help falling for him. Alizeh X Zain : •Arranged Marriage • Forced Proximity • Grumpy X Sunshine ----------- "Go die!" I shouted "Dying for you is very easy Meri Jaan. I want to live, for you, with you. But if I ever have to live without you again I WILL die." He replied like he meant every word of it. - Dua (the heartbroken girl) comes across Azaan (the playboy) who broke her years ago. Now that they meet again he is determined to get her back but she isn't ready to give him another chance but a truth from the past crushes all their chances. Dua X Azaan • Second Chance • Soulmates • Forbidden Love ---------- "That rich brat-!" I was complaining to my friend when a voice interrupted me from behind "Yes, sweetheart" it was that rich brat winking at me. -Noor (the good girl) meets her perfect match Ahaan (the bad boy) who challenges her in everything. He doesn't care about anyone except her but she cares about everyone except him. Noor X Ahaan • Enemies to lovers • Fake Dating • Good girl X Bad boy ---------- "We are nothing to each other" I said "Yes we are, you're my future girlfriend" he replied flashing his brightest smile. -Shayra (The grumpy sarcastic one) comes across Kabir (The golden retriever). He is the one who can bring light to her darkness. He falls for her but does she only pretends to fall for him? Shayra X Kabir •Reverse Grumpy X Sunshine • Love at First Sight * Office Romance ••• The four best friends ( Alizeh, Dua, Noor and Shayra ) meet up after five years at a former classmate's wedding but this wedding turns out to be a life changer for all of them as they come across the Aziz brothers.