"He's a ruthless billionaire and she won't bow to him " When a forced marriage binds them together , sparks fly- but not the romantic kind . RAGE . SECRET . DESIRE . Both carry scars from the past , and neither is willingly to surrender . But in a world of betrayal , power and twisted fate ....... Can hate really turn into love ?! , or will they destroy each other first ?"

𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 - his massive admiration ╰┈➤ EKANSH SINGH RANAWAT [27] king of udaipur and ruthless underworld mafia boss. I have seen admiration all my life. Women don't look at me - they look at the crown. At the Ranawat name. At the legacy I carry on my shoulders. They fall for the title. For the power. For the Raj gaddi. But the day I saw her... everything changed. Ananya Aradhya Singhania. She didn't look at me like I was a throne to sit on. She looked at me like I was just a man. No greed in her eyes. No calculation. No hunger for status. Just calm. Just grace. Just something untouched by this fake world. She doesn't try to impress me. Maybe that's why I lost. This isn't attraction. This isn't ego. This is love. For the first time in my life, I don't want to conquer. I want to protect. And I swear on my life - my only aim now is to stand between her and every storm. If loving her means becoming softer, then I'll become softer. ╰┈➤ ANANYA ARADHYA SINGHANIA [22] University student ,princess of jaipur I hate royal blood. People think royalty means grace and power. I think-it means [secrets and betrayal]. I was just 10 when my mother died. after 1 year , my father married to my mother 's assistant. Everyone called it fate. I call it murder. At twelve, I left for boarding school - away from Jaipur, away from marble walls that felt like cages. In this world, I only care about two people: my brother, the present King of Jaipur - the only exception - and my best friend, Meera Mehra The rest of the royal world? Keep it away from me. Especially him. Ekansh Singh Ranawat. He roams around me like some bhatakti aatma. What does he think - that he's some king or something? Well... technically he is. But that doesn't impress me. Royal blood is dangerous. And I promised myself I'd never let it rule my heart. No crown is worth my peace. No king is worth my trust.

He didn't fall in love. He claimed it. Atharv Goenka loved like a storm loud, consuming, impossible to escape. The kind of love that doesn't ask. It takes. It holds. It stays. And Shevya Oberoi? She walked straight into it- thinking it was just rain... never realizing she was stepping into something that could drown her. This isn't a fairytale. This is a story where love doesn't heal gently- it consumes. "Two hearts in love... but never on the same side."

What happens if two broken souls meet?? Hoping for the sunshine both of them waited in the darkness !!! Will the two broken souls be with eachother destiny becomes beautiful when it comes to love ✨ Collisaion is also a strange aspect of travelling ❤

"You?" She yells. "You feisty cat, look what have you done? You have teeth or cutters?" "And what the hell did you just do? You scared the hell out of me." She announces. "Because that stupid tongue of yours wasn't letting me act humanely towards you so I need to do that." He grabs her hand and drags her along with him, towards his car. "What do you think you are doing? Leave me." "Get inside the car quickly, " he orders. "I won't. What do you want from me?" "Answers. If you think I will let you go without having the answer to why you ignored me then that won't happen. Now get inside," he says in a low voice, completely opposite of me. "And do you think I will go with you? Never." I remove his hand from my wrist and rushes back but he again grabs my arm. "You jerk! I will shout and tell people you are kidnapping me," I try to punch his chest. He chuckles. "You will say your husband is kidnapping you? Wow!" This time, he succeeds in making her sit inside the car. "Tie the seatbelt, girl." "Unlock the car right now," she stressed in every word. "You are so stubborn," he sighs and bends towards me. As soon as he comes closer to me, I drag myself away from him, barely making myself stick to the door. He looks into my face as his hand grabs the seatbelt and pulls it in front of my body. He leans near to my face, his eyes never leaving mine, "but I can't help. I love this stubbornness of yours." 🌺Do read the sequel of Entangled Love "Far Away Love" on my profile. 💮 Featured in newlywrittenbooks' Roses are Red | Romance reading list. 💮 Featured in Rainbow Salt's | Best Ongoing Stories reading list. 💮 Featured in Wattpad General Fiction Finding Love | Romance reading list. 💮 Featured in Wattpad Romance | Featured Books reading list. 💮Featured in Wattpad Community Team | Romance reading list. 💮Featured in Wattpad Romance | Head Over Heels reading list. 💮 Featured in Wattpad free the POC. From 31.3.20 to 3

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 with emotional touch... ❝You are only mine to ruin and mine to fuck Doll.❞ Since childhood, her heart bloomed untouched-too pure to sense the poison in his veins. She was a fragile light; he, a sinner in shadows. With every cruel glance and twisted word, he drew her into his flames, aiming to ruin not just her body, but the soul he had already claimed. "D-Don't touch me..." she whispered, her voice trembling. Her warm brown eyes shimmered with dread, confusion, and grief as she pressed against the cold wall, nowhere left to run. He stepped closer, like a predator, his eyes gleaming darkness. "Don't?" he echoed with a cruel smile, brushing a finger across her cheek-soft, delicate...terrifying. "But you called me in your sleep, little doll. Whispered my name like a prayer. You belong to me more than your own name does." His fingers tangled in her hair, exposing her throat. Leaned in, his breath ghosted her ear as his next words tore into her soul. "You were made to be mine. My pain, my pleasure, my toy to ruin." "No-" she gasped, but he silenced her with a dark chuckle. "Shh. Don't speak unless I make you beg." Her knees buckled, but he caught her, his grip rough yet controlling. "Think I'm a monster?" he asked, his voice velvety and menacing. She nodded faintly, tears spilling, lips trembling. He smirked darkly, leaning in close enough for her to taste his madness. "Let me show you how monstrous I can be." His hand slid down her body, claiming her cruelly. Every touch burned like a brand, her tear-streaked face twisted in horror and surrender. "Tonight, little doll...you'll beg. You'll forget what freedom feels like." Just before her resistance shattered, he whispered against her lips: "You are not mine because I love you. You're mine because no one else is allowed to even dream of you." She was his Sin, He was her Sinner. And Sin had never tasted so bitterly beautiful.

Book #1 of the psychopath series 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨... But for 𝖍𝖎𝖒? She's just his little ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴡɪғᴇʏ- Unhinged, unpredictable, and madly, dangerously in love. The kind of love that ruins or redeems. And he's yet to find out which one. --- 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐈 A star on stage, an actress by soul, a dancer by blood. She's the kind of girl who lights up every room she enters- all sunshine, sass, and stardust. But behind that dazzling smile lies a secret no spotlight ever caught. No one knew that the happiest day of her life... would become the beginning of her worst nightmare. --- 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐈 A name that echoes power. A billionaire who walks with storms in his veins. Ruthless in business, guarded in emotions, and allergic to lies. He never believed in love-not until she came crashing into his life like a beautiful catastrophe. Marrying her was never the plan. But fate doesn't wait for permission. And now he's bound to the very woman he once swore to stay away from... •~• Will he be able to give her the love she craves for? Will she be able to share her miseries with him and accept him as her husband? Tropes~ • age gap • extrovert×introvert • grumpy×sunshine • Arranged forced marriage • replaced husband • childhood trauma

𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ୨ৎ 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 🎀 𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗨𝗡𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── 𝘚𝘕𝘌𝘈𝘒 𝘗𝘌𝘌𝘒 Suddenly, I felt a wave of hot shame rush to my face. My cheeks burned. I was officially tied to this man, this handsome stranger standing right in front of me, and yet I still didn't know who he was. I knew I had to ask. I forced myself to speak, even though my heart was pounding. "Excuse me," I said softly. He turned toward me, waiting for me to continue. I couldn't look him in the eye. I kept my gaze fixed on the shiny marble floor, my head bowed in total embarrassment. "What is your name?" I finally managed to say. My voice was so quiet I could barely hear it myself. The silence that followed was agonizing. It felt like an eternity. I was sure he was judging me. What kind of wife doesn't even know her husband's name? I thought, feeling more humiliated by the second. Then, I heard a low, deep chuckle. It wasn't a mean laugh; he sounded genuinely amused. When he finally spoke, his voice was smooth and calm. "Agastya. Agastya Singhania, Anya." ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── Copyright © 2025 Our Unwilling Alliance All rights reserved

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Rivaah whispered to herself with remorse in her tone "𝑸𝒖𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒊" she looked upwards to see her nightmare, which she'll be going to recognise him as her aapi's husband, whom she hated from the core of her heart... Rivaah came out of her daze, when he whispered with gritted teeth and smirked, "𝑸𝒖𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒊", his voice was loud enough to make her shiver in herself. She closed her eyes tightly and opened it and saw his darked green orbs fixed on her with a hint of anger and disgust.... ............... Azaan pressed the car partition as looked in her puffy eyes and red nose, he smirked as asked "𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍". Rivaah didn't reply to him and tried to come out of his grasp, but failed. She halted by hearing his voice,"𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒎𝒆". Azaan pressed his lips near her lips in reflex, rivaah closed her eyes tightly and clutched his kurta, he was moving towards her cheeks and rubbing his beard, azaan placed his lips on her chubby cheeks as whispered slowly "𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝑴𝒓𝒔.𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒂𝒉 𝑨𝒛𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒌". ....................... 𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒂𝒉 𝑺𝒂𝒚𝒚𝒆𝒅- she is a soul with purity, who thought about others before herself, held charm with captivity, But what will happen if she has to pay the price for a mistake which she has not even committed? 𝑨𝒛𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒌- he is also known for the pitiless yet soulless behaviour of the outer world, the most feared man after his father as he loved him and trusted his words blindly, as if his words were etched in stone. But what will happen when he is forced to take revenge from his "𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣" due to some past misery, became his soul.... Join the majesty from