"Some bonds are forged in silence, others in shadow... but both leave scars." When Taehyung loses his parents in a tragic attack, he's left with nothing but haunting memories and a silent grief. Working as a maid in a grand mansion -until the past finds him in the form of Mr. Jeon, his father's powerful friend. Suddenly, he's thrust into a world of wealth, secrets, and a marriage arrangement with Jeon Jungkook, the cold and enigmatic CEO who has no interest in love. But in a house full of secrets, and a bond born from obligation, what happens when shadows start whispering truths neither of them are ready to face?

​How do you protect the woman you were hired to kill? ​She thinks I'm just her cold professor and her arranged husband. She has no idea I'm an assassin, or that my ex-girlfriend is the one who wants her dead. ​I was supposed to pull the trigger. Instead, I'm pulling her into the shadows to keep her safe. They hired the best killer in the business to take her out, but they accidentally gave her the ultimate bodyguard. I was paid to kill her, but I'll die to keep her.

After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!

❝I've already made up my mind, I want you and only you. No one else... because to me, you're my kind of perfect,❞ In the ruthless world of wealth and power, Adrian Ivanov reigns as a cold-hearted man, devoid of remorse. Love holds no meaning for him, as he indulges in a life of opulence and privilege, yet remains hollow. However, his carefully constructed existence is about to be shattered when an unexpected encounter brings Valentina Russo into his life. Valentina, an Italian girl struggling to make ends meet, crosses paths with Adrian at his exclusive club. Little does she know, this chance meeting will unravel the fabric of her entire existence. Will Valentina possess the strength to weather the storm that threatens to consume her? As their lives intertwine, a profound question lingers: Can Valentina be the one to thaw the ice in Adrian's heart and fill the void that has haunted him for so long? Witness a tale of passion, transformation, and the tumultuous journey two souls must undertake in search of redemption and unyielding love. https://www.patreon.com/c/arihartwattpad

#2 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 "𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒖?" "𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏, 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒋𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒆. 𝑷𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊." _________________________________________ 𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 Princess of the elite Ranawat family. Pampered. Protected. Born to rule- soft silks on her skin, steel in her spine. Sweet when she wants to be. Savage when she has to be. Now she's back from London. no longer the mischievous royal everyone adored. She's a criminal lawyer with her own firm. Sharp. Untouchable. And not in the mood for drama. But jaipur has changed Because now-he owns it. 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 King of the Jaipur. Mafia boss. Business tycoon. Cold-blooded. Colder-hearted. Raised to hate the Ranawats and he does. Until her. One look at Eesha, and everything shifts. He doesn't care that she's the enemy. He doesn't care about consequences. He wants her. Not to love. To possess. To ruin. 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘. She knows how to handle monsters, even when they come dressed in power and promises. And Abhimanyu? He's never met a girl who made him burn. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ Grumpy × Grumpy ✦ Family Rivals ✦ Hate → Love ✦ Brother's Enemy ✦ CEO × Criminal Lawyer ✦ Lawyer × Law Breaker ✦ He Fell First & She Fell Harder ✦ Obsessed Love ✦ Possessive FL/ML ✦ Touch Her & Die ✦ Forbidden Love ✦ Age Gap

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘢." *** She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. _____________ ______ Read the story to know more.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look