Start : 18 October , 2023 end : enjoy <3

There are two sides to every story. And then... there are two sides to the same person. Meera thought leaving her past behind would be enough. A new city. A new life. A man who promised safety. But some wounds don't heal. They change you. When a string of brutal murders shakes the city, fear spreads like wildfire. The victims all have one thing in common- They were never innocent. Assigned to the case, Officer Keshav follows a trail that is as precise as it is terrifying. A killer who doesn't just punish... but judges. No fingerprints. No witnesses. No mistakes. Except one. A face that keeps appearing where it shouldn't. A face that looks exactly like his wife. But Meera swears she's never been there. So who is she? And why does it feel like the truth is closer than he thinks...yet more dangerous than he can handle? Because sometimes, the mind doesn't just break. It creates. A version of you that isn't afraid anymore. NOT EVERY MONSTER HIDES IN THE DARK.....SOME LIVE IN YOUR REFLECTION. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 #𝟏 ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ She is wounded He became her healer She lacked warmth He became her warmth Love was just a word for her Love was an unexplainable emotion for him She is his winter He is her sunshine ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 CEO of the leading fashion industry, Stardust, she is a perfectionist with a no-nonsense attitude and a rude personality. She gained the title 'Ice Queen' due to her cold demeanor, which made her employees fear and respect her. But beneath this cold exterior lies a girl with scars from her past etched deep into her soul. She stopped believing in life, in love, and lost hope of finding happiness. She has only one goal: revenge. Revenge against the people who snatched her happiness from her. Until he came... Her sunshine. Her Jaan. "And the truth was, I never craved warmth. Not once, not until I felt his." 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 He is a ray of sunshine in human form, charming, optimistic, and full of life. He joins Stardust Fashions as a manager. He believes that no darkness is too deep for light to break through. Even amid difficulties, he always maintains his bright and happy demeanor and has faith that things will work out in the end. But there is something else about him, something intriguing, another identity that he keeps hidden from the world. Until he entered her life as her replaced groom. And what begun as hate turned into love and she became... His winter. His wifey He was ready to bring down everyone who hurt her. "She's the only one I need, and I'll make sure of that, even if it means breaking and rebuilding myself around her." ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ Rankings: #7 in Love out of 2.51M (10/08/25) #3 in love story out of 308k (9/1/26)

Devarsh Singh Rajawat stood at the pinnacle of the business world, a titan known for his ruthlessness and cold demeanor. The corridors of his vast empire whispered tales of his cutthroat deals and merciless strategies, earning him respect laced with fear. Devarsh's sharp eyes and impenetrable exterior masked a singular, unyielding obsession, Vaishnavi Mathur. Vaishnavi, a classical dancer and college student, was the light that contrasted sharply with Devarsh's darkness. She embodied kindness, caring for her aging grandparents with unwavering devotion. Her beauty was undeniable, but it was her spirit that truly captivated those around her. Unbeknownst to her, she had become the center of Devarsh's world, a fixation that bordered on madness. Devarsh's love for Vaishnavi was a consuming fire.

"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.

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒔 ⋆˚☆˖°⋆｡° ✮˖ ࣪ ⊹⋆.˚ "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝,𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚" ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ ★ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡 ᥫ᭡ 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚 ★ ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Start : 13.03.2024 End :

Yeh Novel femous author umera Ahmed ki Peer - E - Kamil jise main Miss.Khan Roman English (Hinglish) mein edit karke yahan per post kar rahi hun , kyunki yahan par Maine Peer - E - Kamal Ke bahut Sare story to dekhu Hain Lekin vah Sabhi English mein hai aur jo log English acche se nahin padh paate unke liye Hi Maine Roman English (Hinglish) mein yaha dena ka socha hai... vaise to main Bhi Ek writer hun aur mere kafi Sare Novel pocket novel aur pratilipi per chalti Hai , aur apni readers ke demand per Maine yah story Peer - E - Kamil yahan per Roman English (Hinglish) mein Dene Ka socha Hai....

𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈 People crave a second chance to forget the past. I don't know if it's a curse or mercy- But God gave me that chance. Even with familiar faces around, my heart is lost. A stranger's image haunts my dreams. Someone I don't remember... but my soul aches for. Am I blessed with a new start- Or being dragged into a hell disguised as love? One is a man from my forgotten past-𝘙𝘝. Another is a stranger I was meant to marry-𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘦𝘳. And the third? He loves me like I'm his breath... But he's my brother's enemy-𝘝𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘢𝘯. But what if... they're all the same man? 𝘝𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘙𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘭. I'll be shattered. And still... he's ready to bleed through my ruins. But what if I can't carry his scars, Or survive the darkness wrapped around his love? Is it love? Or the beginning of a curse that will bury me in his shadows forever? ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐄𝐑 I was whole-scarred, brutal, and alive in pain. Then she came... and made me incomplete by healing wounds I never wanted healed. Just when I changed for her- She walked away. How do I let go of the woman who made me feel like a man again? I was the illusion around her. No matter where she runs, or to whom... She'll always run into me. 𝑰 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. This is a love born from obsession- Raw. Possessive. Unforgiving. Strong enough to make her mine. But what if loving her means breaking her again? Kaveri Agarwal was meant to be mine- And I was made to destroy anything that dares to take her from me.

My parents named me Roshni - the one who brings light. Maybe, that's why I was never like the other girls. I spoke too much, laughed too loud than the girls were allowed to and never cared about what people said a girl should or shouldn't do. I wanted to live life my way - to read, to dream, to feel every little thing deeply. And when my wedding was fixed, I thought maybe this was it - the start of my happy life. He sent me letters filled with love, words that made my heart flutter. Every morning, I waited for his handwriting, every night I dreamed of meeting him. But my one mistake changed everything. One meeting destroyed everything I ever believed in. In just one night, I lost my name, my honor, and maybe trust of my family. People called me characterless. My would-be husband refused to even look at me. And the ones who once smiled at me, now whispered behind my back. I didn't defend myself. I couldn't. Because sometimes silence screams louder than words. For days, I watched my family's name being dragged in the dirt. And with every insult, something inside me broke - and then turned into fire. Now, I don't want love. I don't want peace. I want justice - for me, for my family, for every woman who was called characterless. They took my light away. But now I will return as the flame that burns everything that tried to destroy me. I am Roshni And this is not the tale of Love but Revenge. Mature Content!

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....