𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬." #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 & 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. Aaransh Singh Rathore is a powerful and determined businessman, the owner of the million-dollar company, Raghuveer Empires. He only cares about gaining power and looks up to his father, Raghuveer Singh Rathore. Aaransh has a deep-seated disdain for liars and holds a negative view of women, considering them to be gold diggers. But what happens when his ruthless world collides with Deepti's world? Deepti Sharma is an innocent woman who has never known the harsh realities of the outside world. Born in a brothel where women sell their souls for money, she remains untouched by this life. Though she dreams of escaping, she stays to care for her younger brother. What happens when Aaransh enters her life, leading to a forced marriage and Aaransh's hate for her? To know about their forbidden romance, add this book to your reading list. It will take you on an emotional rollercoaster. Stay tuned!

✦ TEASER ✦ "Adhivan, stop!" The sword froze. Slowly, the king turned toward the voice he hadn't heard in ten years. Saranya stood across the burning throne room. His eyes found hers. And for the first time that night, the man who had brought an entire kingdom to its knees went still. "Adi..." His jaw hardened. "Don't call me that." Her eyes filled with tears. "You came back." A bitter smile touched his lips. "I promised I would, Kanmani." She looked around at her burning home. "Not like this." His smile disappeared. "Neither did you." ⸻ ✦ BLURB ✦ Ten years ago, Saranya Rajvanshi, Princess of Kashwara, watched her childhood best friend leave her palace believing she had betrayed him. Now Adhivan Veeraraj has returned. Not as the sixteen-year-old prince she once knew, but as the feared Maharaja of Thanjora-with an army behind him and revenge on his mind. He believes her family destroyed his. She doesn't even know what she did to make him hate her. And neither of them knows that the truth buried between their kingdoms could change everything. Childhood friends. Bitter enemies. One unfinished past. And perhaps a love that never truly died. #EnemiesToLovers #ChildhoodFriends #RoyalRomance #IndianRomance #HistoricalRomance #SlowBurn #Revenge #Maharaja #IndianPrincess #DesiRomance

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 '𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 When Abhiraaj's eyes locked onto Eesha's, he knew he had to make her his. His obsession grew with each passing day, and he would stop at nothing to claim her as his own. But as Eesha begins to feel the weight of his all-consuming passion, she realizes that she's trapped in a web of love, desire, and madness. Will she be able to escape the suffocating grip of Abhiraaj's obsession, or will she become his forever? On the other hand.... Akshay fell for Rhea the moment she cursed him on a busy Mumbai street-wild, fearless, and unapologetically real. She was chaos, and he was drawn in. But Rhea never believed in love; to her, it was just another lie dressed as a promise. Still, against all odds, she let herself feel. And just when her walls began to fall, the truth about Akshay shattered her completely-reminding her why she never should've believed in love in the first place. Would Rhea ever recover from this, or was Akshay really that monster?

Butterfly banogi , jaan? 🦋 " ye murli aapki hui ...Radhe or ye shivay bhi..." " 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐣𝐨 𝐣𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞, 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐟 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐲𝐞 𝐮𝐣𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧? 𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐞... 𝐘𝐮𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐨𝐢 𝐣𝐢𝐲𝐞? " ☾ Ishq ek aisa toofa hai, jo dard saath mein lata hai...I won't be able to give him anything but pain... ⋆༺𓆩🖤𓆪༻⋆ ☾ Aapki rooh se ishq kar baithe hain hum... Ab khud ki rooh ka janaza bhi uth jaye...To bhi koi ghum nahi... . . When love becomes TAPASYA , somewhere destruction starts She was all alone , she was cursed to stay alone . when she thought she had found her love , he betrayed her . and when the one to love her came destiny betrayed her " I am all yours , yours to love and yours to destroy '' he gave her everything but her traumas still overpowered her and the fear of losing him became reality

𝐀 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬. ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Rajkumari Amritika Devadatt does not arrive at Pratihara to be chosen. Instead, she arrives to choose, to see, to understand exactly what kind of rot lives beneath a kingdom's golden surface and she finds it faster than even she expected. Pratihara is a kingdom where women enter through back doors, lower their eyes, and learn that silence is survival. Where power belongs to men who have never been questioned and cruelty wears the face of tradition. Yuvraj Adhiraj Pratihar has spent twenty three years carrying his mother's last words like a wound that never closed. Neither he wasn't waiting for a saviour nor he wasn't expecting her either. One corrupt kingdom and Two people who want it burned to the ground. The question isn't whether they'll succeed. The question is whether they'll survive each other first? ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Warnings ⚠️: • Sexual assault • Abuse of power • Patriarchal violence and trauma Read with care ♡ ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Tropes: • Royal saga • Historical Romance • Patriarchal kingdom • Morally Grey FMC • Revenge act • Women empowerment • Systemic corruption • Power & Politics • Internalised Patriarchy • Female Rage • Slow burn ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ © 2026 authorwisteria All rights reserved.

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 , 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒏 . ── .✦── .✦ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 , 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 , 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 , 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 . 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 , 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 . ─ .✦── .✦ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 . ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 . 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 , 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 , 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭 .

An aarange marriage story of abhimanyu and aaradhya.🧡 Yaduvanshi Haveli does not forgive mistakes. And tonight- Aaradhya forgot her veil. She steps out of their room in a soft cotton saree, hair loose down her back, sindoor bright in her maang, unaware that the air itself has shifted. Then- A voice behind her. Calm. Measured. Not loud. "Aaradhya." She freezes. Not because he shouted. Because he didn't. She turns slowly. Abhimanyusingh Yaduvanshi stands at the end of the corridor, hands clasped behind his back, eyes steady. The kind of steady that doesn't blink. His gaze does not move to her face first. It moves to her uncovered head. A pause. Then he walks toward her. Unhurried. Each step deliberate against marble floors. She instinctively lifts her pallu halfway, flustered. "Woh... main bas paani lene-" He stops in front of her. Close enough that she can smell sandalwood and authority. He gently takes the loose end of her saree from her trembling fingers. Not harsh. Not angry. Precise. He lifts it himself and places it over her head, adjusting it carefully until it shadows her forehead. His fingers linger for one second too long. Then he speaks softly. "Tumhe pata hai, is haveli mein ghunghat sirf kapda nahi hota." She swallows. "Ji..." He tilts his head slightly. "Yeh maryada hoti hai." His thumb lightly presses the edge of the veil near her temple. "Yeh izzat hoti hai." She lowers her eyes automatically. He leans closer. His voice drops, almost intimate. "Yahan ki auratein bina ijazat dhoop tak nahi dekhti... aur tum bina ghunghat dehleez paar kar gayi." It isn't a threat. It's information. She whispers, "Galti ho gayi..." "galti ki saza bhi milegi, Aaradhya" "is saza ke baad aap kabhi bhul ke bhi galti nahi kar payengi " Trope✨ arrange marriage arranged by him obsession addiction mature content

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless businessman and a rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?