Once, she was the queen of his world. The woman behind the man everyone adored, the muse who gave up her own dreams to build his empire. She gave him her music, her body, her youth-and four children. Ten years later, her kingdom lies in ruins. He's gone, chasing someone younger, prettier, shinier. She's left behind with nothing but a house with a pool, shared custody, and the ghost of the woman she used to be. But a crown doesn't vanish-it only slips. And ashes can burn into fire. This is the story of a woman who refuses to stay fallen. Of a queen who will reclaim her throne, not through him, but in spite of him. This story contains mature themes and situations, including: • Strong language and explicit dialogue • Emotional manipulation and psychological conflict. • Themes of betrayal, abandonment, and trauma • Class tension and social inequality • Elements of grief, loss, and identity struggles • Romantic and sexual tension Graphically described Sexual scenes

Well sometimes the life isn't what you think and your husband isn't the one you imagined ........ (Not Edited )

One night, one mistake, one dangerous husband... and now she's trapped in a world of guns, passion, and a man who would burn it all for her. --- Claire Morgan never expected her one-night stand to turn into a marriage proposal-especially not from Aleksei, the cold, dangerous man every woman secretly fears and desires. She's just an ordinary woman, betrayed by a cheating boyfriend, until she's swept into Aleksei's world of crime, power, and scorching obsession. He's ruthless with his enemies, cruel with his words, and yet... he only has eyes for her. Even when his ex-beautiful, perfect, and everything Claire isn't-comes back, Aleksei makes it clear: his bride is the only one he wants.

After being abandon so many times, will Akshara trust someone? Will she open her heart and love someone else? Will she survive or die this time? Even though I love Abhira alot Abhimanyu and his family needs a reality check specially Aarohi, Manjari and Goenka's. Main point that Akshara was never pregnant in this story. Let's join the journey of Akshara in her hard times.

Previously titled as Arrogant's Smart Wife. ..... Abandoned on the next day of Marriage, Kavya is forced to live a life full of struggles and hardship. Yet she remains determined to survive while securing her family's reputation and sister's future. Many secrets are disclosed in the process and she is left further heartbroken. Will it change her decisions or will she manage to survive in this mess? ..... This story is a tribute to all the strong women in the world who own the capabilities to change the impossible task into a beautiful reality with their determination and hard work.

ADHIRAJ SURYAVANSHI- A powerful and ruthless business tycoon, known for his sharp wit and cutthroat tactics. KAVYA SINGH - An ambitious and independent orphan girl, unyielding in her pursuit of finding hopes to give a happy life to her loved ones. 🎬 Scene 1️⃣ As Kavya entered Adhiraj's cabin, her heart pounded with desperation. She needed his help,"Adhiraj Sir, I need to talk to you," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "What is it, Kavya?" he asked, his tone curt. "I... I need a loan," Kavya said, her words coming out in a rush. "It's for an emergency situation. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't absolutely necessary." Adhiraj's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "A loan? How much?" "61 lakhs," Kavya replied, her eyes pleading. . . . Finally, with a cold smile, Adhiraj leaned back in his chair. "Fine, Kavya. I'll give you the loan," he said, his voice icy. "But what will I get in return?" "W..what do you want?" Kavya asked reluctantly. "YOU" "I WANT YOU, IN RETURN," Adhiraj said, his words cutting through the air like a knife. 🎬 Scene2️⃣ She remained still, her hands trembling slightly, feeling the unfamiliar warmth of his lips against hers. Sensing her hesitancy, he paused just for a moment, their faces still close, his forehead brushing hers as her hesistency only fueled his frustation he whispered fiercely, his voice raw with need, "Kiss me back." Her eyes opened, meeting his for the first time, the closeness of his gaze disarming her. She hesitated, uncertain, but she complied raising herself on her toes, then timidly pressed her lips back against his, her inexperience evident but earnest. That small gesture was all he needed. A flood of pent-up emotions broke free, and he deepened the kiss, his hands cradling her face as he explored her mouth with an urgency that left her breathless. To be continued.......

Kavya Vajrapati's life took a devastating turn when her fiancé, Arjun, abandoned her on their wedding day for his stepsister, Neha, who deceitfully claimed to be suffering from terminal blood cancer and had only a few months to live. Arjun, easily manipulated by Neha's fabricated story, heartlessly left Kavya at the altar, convinced that his sympathy for Neha justified his actions. To make matters worse, Arjun had the audacity to tell Kavya that once Neha passed away, he would come back to her and "make things right." He believed she would wait for him, a thought that only infuriated Kavya. Heartbroken and seeking an escape, Kavya found herself at a bar that fateful day, where she met a man named Harshavardhan Varma. Harsha, pretending to be a down-on-his-luck gigolo who had just graduated and took on the job to pay for his grandmother's operation, was in fact secretly one of the wealthiest businessmen in the country. For years, Harshavardhan had silently admired Kavya from afar, but he never revealed his true identity. Instead, he chose to approach her as a humble "puppy," biding his time and waiting for the right moment to make his move. Beneath this facade, however, he harbored the intense desire to keep her by his side forever. His ultimate goal was not only to mend her broken heart but to ensure that she would never escape him. He planned to seduce her, believing that once she gave herself to him, she would be bound to him for life. Kavya's family is renowned in the fashion design industry, and though Arjun is wealthier and more powerful than her, Kavya's position is far from ordinary. Her father had taken over her late mother's family business, and her grandfather had entrusted her with a significant portion of shares in it, adding another layer of intrigue to her life and future. So how's our Kavya life gonna take turn when Harsha enters in her life

Collin is a heartbroken man on a journey to find self healing. He meets a sweet woman with battles of her own. Just when he's ready to explore the life he and and Nancy could share, his ex fiancée, the woman that shattered his heart comes running back.

In a world where Gracie has never felt like she belongs, finding a home with Braxton and his family has been like finding an oasis. Until the past walks back through the door, reminding her that people can change their minds and history is impossible to compete with. When Gracie walks away, Braxton's got a choice. Fight for the new love he's found or take a chance on the old one that never had a chance to bloom.

"I suggest you sit down, Rajkumari..." the old spy whispered, barely above a breath as he collapsed before her. His cloak was soaked in blood-not his own-and his face was pale with terror she had only seen on the battlefield. Jhanvi's hand froze mid-motion as she reached for her goblet. It had only been four days. Four days since she was forced to return to Deshmukh and left her Ranjha alone. "What happened?" Her voice was quieter than she expected. The man looked up, shame clouding his eyes. "Forgive me, Rajkumari... I could not stop him. No one can." Jhanvi's brows furrowed. "Prithvi?" He nodded. "The King has executed seventeen prisoners in three days. No trials. No questions. Among them... a boy, fifteen, who tried to steal from the temple steps. An eighty-year-old woman accused of speaking ill of the crown. He didn't flinch." Jhanvi's breath caught. "That's not... him." The spy clenched his fists. "He doesn't sleep. He skips meals. The royal doctor says his body is tearing from the inside-he's injured himself thrice during combat drills. Blood everywhere. He won't stop." Jhanvi stood, heart pounding. "Why are the ministers allowing this?!" "Who dares to stand in his way?" the man cried. "When an ambassador from an allied kingdom said, 'Your Majesty is fortunate to have been loved by such a divine woman,' he exiled the entire delegation. Burned the alliance papers and cut ties with the most powerful kingdom." Jhanvi staggered back, hand to her chest. "He... ended a diplomatic tie over... me?" "He screamed," the man rasped, eyes wide with memory. "He threw his sword and shouted, 'If I'm so fortunate, where the hell is my raani?!'" Silence filled the chamber. The spy whispered, "He's not a king anymore, Rajkumari. He's a man burning alive from the absence of his queen." Jhanvi clutched the table, heart aching. "He'll destroy himself," she whispered, a tear slipping down her cheek. "But... what about my self-respect?"