𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 , 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?"𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢. "𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮,"𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐭,𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭. "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝,"𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝,𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, "𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 " 𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞'𝐬 ."𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐈𝐭'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝'𝐬 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 ×𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢♡ •𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 •𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲×𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 •𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 . 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 × 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢 ♡ •𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫'𝐬 •𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲. •𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐲𝐡𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚.. 𝐏𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐡 × 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 ♡ •𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 •𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥×𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫 •𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 love.

He ruled the world with fear. She lived her life with dreams in her eyes. Two completely different worlds were never meant to collide... until destiny tied them together. Aarish Ranawat - cold, powerful, and one of the most feared mafia kings - never believed in love. Emotions were weaknesses, and weakness could get you killed. But everything changes the night Shreya Sharma accidentally steps into his dangerous world. What starts as hatred slowly turns into obsession. What begins as fear slowly becomes the kind of love neither of them can escape. But in a world filled with blood, betrayal, secrets, and enemies lurking in the shadows... loving Aarish Ranawat comes with a price. And when destiny binds two souls together, walking away is no longer an option. Will their love survive the darkness? Or will fate destroy them before they even begin? 🖤 Bound by Destiny A Mafia Romance by shreya__wrts

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 × 𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐜𝐞𝐨 × 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝕮𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊..... ══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══ Riya... Just riya. No surname... She left that behind for good. For the past three years, she had been his personal assistant. Efficient, smart, and unfailingly reliable. From not even knowing how to work a coffee machine to anticipating what Aarav wanted before he even asked, she had grown so much. To most people, she seemed simply reserved, maybe even distant. But there was a heaviness in her eyes, an unspoken story she carried in silence, waiting for the moment it could no longer stay hidden. --- Aarav Malhotra... a man people didn't argue with. CEO and director of his father's legacy, he ran his office like a battlefield. Mistakes weren't forgiven. Mediocrity wasn't tolerated. He was sharp, cold, and precise, a presence that demanded attention. Yet behind the suit and the stern expressions, there was another side to him. Around family, his walls came down. The sharp edges softened. He became gentle and caring. To most, he was unapproachable. But to the few he allowed close, he was everything he seemed not to be. --- What happens when aarav asks Riya's hand in marriage for convenience? Would their story only be limited to convenience? Or will the two lives bloom into something beautiful? --- Age gap (6 years) Arranged marriage Trauma healing Slow burn --- #2 in india (29.04.2026 and more)

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 3 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 & 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙠 𝙙𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙞, 𝙠𝙚𝙝𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙖 𝙟𝙤, 𝙐𝙨𝙠𝙚 𝙠𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙝." ~ 💖 ~ "You can't love a woman like me. A brothel dancer." "Don't you dare define yourself by your past, Tara. I love you." ~ 💖 ~ Tara Sharma is a dancer trapped in a golden cage, surviving on grace and hidden fire. She longs to escape the shadows of the brothel, but freedom always demands a price. Ekansh Ahlawat is Haryana's future CM -ruthless in ambition, grounded in values, and ruled by logic. Love was a luxury he never wanted, until Tara shattered his orderly world. Bound by a fake marriage and driven by a dangerous attraction, they enter a war against society. But secrets are unraveling fast. What truth will shatter Ekansh's resolve? Will Tara find freedom, or will his powerful world consume her entirely?

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

╰➤ Book 1 of "her" series ❛Remove your panty, let me see how much mess you've made for me❜ ⋆୨୧˚ꨄ RUDRAKSH & ISHAꨄ⋆୨୧˚ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ᴋʏᴜ ɴʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴇ!? ᴍᴏʜʙʙᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴛɪ ᴛᴏʜ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ʙʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ...ᴘᴀʀ ᴀʙ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴀʀᴀ ᴊᴜɴᴏᴏɴ ʙᴀɴ ɢʏɪ ʜᴀɪ ୨୧ ᴇꜱᴇ ᴋʏᴜ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀᴀʜᴇ ʜ!? ʙᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀʜᴀ ʜᴜ...ᴋɪ ɢᴜꜱꜱᴇ ᴍᴇɪ ʙʜɪ ᴀᴀᴘ ᴋɪᴛɴɪ ʜᴀꜱᴇᴇɴ ʟᴀɢᴛɪ ʜ ୨୧ #1 in ceo #1 in desi romance #4 in dark romance . . This is fiction writing and solely belongs to the author. Do not copyright.. Images and videos are not mine and was taken from Pinterest.. English is not my first language... Do not report my story. Disrespectful msgs will not be tolerated.... Don't compare or mention any other fictional character in my book as I don't like that..and I appreciate if u respect that.. Enjoy🩷

𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙠𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙙𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙠𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙙𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙆𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙗 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙖 𝙡𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙍𝙖𝙗 𝙠𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 For Him, she remained peace. For Her, he remained faith And somewhere between life, distance, responsibility, and destiny... their devotion continued to bloom quietly, eternally.

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. 29/4/26 - [No. 1 on top 10 indian stories] 2/7/26 - [No. 7 on top 10 indian stories] ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.