Ishaan Awasthi : A 31-years-old, married his boss's sister to escape him, unaware he had just signed himself up for a lifetime headache. Dhrithika Raizaada : A 22-years-old, married her brother's PA on an agreement of a few months to regain her brother's trust. She was storm carrying old wounds, a short temper, and emotions she never knew how to handle. He was calm like flowing water, patient enough to soothe storms he never created. Dhrithika had grown up surrounded by luxury, where money solved most problems and comfort was never a privilege. Ishaan's world was smaller, simpler, built on hard work and quiet sacrifices. Will a girl who had everything learn to belong in a life that had so little? Will this marriage survive once the agreement ends, or will they walk away as strangers, exactly as they had planned from the beginning?

☆☆☆☆☆☆A Dark Romance Book☆☆☆☆☆ TROPES ●Contract Marriage. ○Forced Marriage. ○Both Fell together and harder. ☆EnemiesToLovers ●Mature Scene. ○Bre@st Kink. ●Touch him or her die. ○Strong and Sassy FL. ●Possessive &Obsessive ML. ○Mafia. ●Dark Romance. ○Mystery. ☆Hate to Love... Many More............ Warning-This Book Contain mature scene

⁠☞The Mafia's Broken Bride⁠☞ He is the name that makes billionaires flinch and rival dons beg for surrender. To the world, Virat Singhaniya is India's youngest tycoon hotels, malls, empires built in glass and steel. In the shadows, he is something else entirely: the king no one survives crossing. For years, only one thing has cracked his armor a faded pink hairclip, and the girl who once called him her best friend before he vanished from her life. Vamika never stopped waiting. Not through the fear. Not through the cruelty of the world that decided a broken girl with no family didn't deserve protection. She just never expected the boy who promised to come back... to come back like this. When Virat finally finds her, he doesn't just save her. He claims her a marriage of convenience, he tells himself. A promise kept, nothing more. But the mafia king who feels nothing is unraveling one gesture at a time: a coat off his own back, a sandwich he won't touch until she's eaten, a forehead pressed to her feet in the dark. She only sees her oldest friend. He sees the only person who ever owned his soul and he'll burn the world down before he lets her go again. Some promises aren't kept. They're worshipped. He didn't come back to rescue her. He came back because of some things you can't survive without. © 2026 Kaashi. All Rights Reserved. This story is a work of fiction. Any reproduction or copying without permission is strictly prohibited.

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content

◇◇◇Daily Update◇◇◇◇ •°•A Story Of Healing Love•°• ●There is no Cheating scene involve not even emotionally.💕 Once upon a time, he was a name that commanded power- a brilliant businessman and the crowned prince of Jaisalmer, ruling empires with calculated precision. Then came the accident. His empire remained untouched, his throne secure, but his mind didn't survive the fall. The man who once ruled with clarity now battles hallucinations, fractured memories, and a past he cannot escape- especially the memory of the woman he loved... the woman who left.. Now he became a baby by mind. She is not that woman. She has no place in his past and no claim on his heart. Cold, composed, and fiercely independent, she is a CEO who believes in control, not emotions. Love, for her, is a myth-an unnecessary weakness she refuses to entertain. Fate, however, is cruel and persistent. Circumstances force two strangers together- a broken prince clinging to a lost love, and a woman who refuses to feel anything at all. He lives as a child. She lives in reality. They are bound not by love, but by destiny, power, and a truth neither of them asked for. Because sometimes, the most dangerous stories begin when two hearts that don't belong to each other are forced to collide. #7 in India -24/Feb/2026 #14 in darkromance-24/Feb/2026

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

🖤 Previously known as Velvet Cage. He leaned closer. "Now tell me, mi reina, what should I do with you, hmm?" His words were edged with threat, sending a shiver down my spine and wetness to my core. "Rafael... I...I didn't-" He cut me off with a sharp bite to my collarbone. "Should I spank your pretty little ass that you won't be able to sit for a week for fuck you so hard that you don't he able to walk straight tomorrow." Before I could respond his lips found mine again this time soothing the bitten lip, sucking and kissing softly. ◇◇◇◇◇ She ran from her wedding night, from a life that wanted to cage her, straight into his world, a world where power tastes like blood and every breath is a choice between fear and desire. Myra Kapoor thought she wanted freedom, but freedom doesn't ask for permission, and neither does fate. Rafael Alvarez doesn't see a girl; he sees a challenge, a fire that dares to burn in his presence. He ties her, interrogates her, threatens her, and shows her what men like him do to liars, and yet when her lips tremble, when her eyes glisten with unshed tears, he doesn't strike...not out of mercy, but curiosity. Curiosity for the girl who runs, terrified yet defiant, a girl who refuses to break even under his gaze. Every lie, every shiver, every whispered refusal becomes a thread binding her closer to him, a dangerous pull neither can resist. She is a runaway bride, he is a ruthless mafia heir, and together they collide in a world where control is power, obsession is intoxicating, and surrender... surrender could be deadly-and delicious. ______ 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐞𝐥: "𝐓𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬." 𝐌𝐲𝐫𝐚 (𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠): "𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰.

Yaduvanshi series #2 A second chance romance If you want to read a story which make your eyes weep and heart bleed but then make you giggle and shy, give this book a try!! He is a prince of a kingdom in Madhya Pardesh and She is wife of a politician. While running from her husband, she met her ex again. "I will talk to my family and we will be married soon" He said lovingly kissing her cheeks as she giggled. "You bitch, don't teach me what to do or what not." He seethed slapping her across her face. "Please God save me. For the sake of this unborn" She cried while running with all her might. How their life will change? Will he accept her again or she will get hurt once again? Will the love flourish again?? Will he protect her from the demon she is running from?

Yaduvanshi Series #3 It is a book under yaduvanshi series. But it could be read as standalone too. Nitya Raghavendra is a telugu businesswoman earning millions but her appearance in news is almost negligible. She is a sweet but sassy lady. She hates to hurt other person but once you are in her bad book, she won't care even if you cry thousand time in front of her. But behind all this, there is a girl who craved for love all her life but what she got in return is betrayal. Her heart always craved for love but fate taught her to live without love. Shivansh Singh Yaduvanshi is the younger brother of the biggest businessman of India. He haven't achieved anything great in his life yet but still he is all over the newspapers and social media, all because of his physique, looks and lavish lifestyle. Every week his name is attached with a new lady. He is known to be the playboy but is he? Let's see how life take turns when they are both tied in an arranged marriage. A beautiful love story with chaos everywhere or a simple married life. PS: All pictures are taken from Pinterest.