"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?

She's so sacred that a murderer like me don't even deserve her. But this is what fate wanted from me ,from her . A bond where I'll be her Sinner and she'll be my Saint . I'll cross every inch of the border if that makes her safe, her eyes smiling. I can k¡ll for her , I can die for her . I'm fking obsessed with her . A man who lost his emotions after his lover betrayed him. X A girl who carries her childhood trauma as her second skin .

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 of RUINED HEARTS SERIES (Can be read as standalone) "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, and born to rule-with soft silks on her skin and steel in her spine. Sweet when she wants to be. Savage when she has to be. Now she's back from London-no longer just 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 city. Mafia boss. Business tycoon. Cold-blooded and 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 x grumpy Family Rivals Hate-love Brother enemy Ceo x criminal lawyer Lawyer x law breaker He fell first and she fell harder Obessed love Possessive fl/ml Touch her die Forbidden love Age gap -----------------------------------------------------

"I'm not a saint to worship your soul, I'm a sinner to devour your body" _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ "P please hel help me, I I need you...please!" Her voice was getting impatient as she was continuously struggling to get rid of her clothes. By grabbing her waist, I pulled her closer to me. With a smirk I leaned down and whispered in her ear "So you want me to fvck you, right?" She was restlessly looking at me as if she don't know what was happening to her, but at this moment, she really needed me. "Are you sure, fireheart? As you are already bleeding! And If I started, I won't stop until I ruin you completely." I added. "I I need you, please." The only words she could barely manage to Say. As I heard those words from her mouth, I pressed her against the wall and started eating her delicate lips brutally! _______ What happens when one night's mistake becomes the most horrible reality of someone's whole life ? Choosing him was not her destiny and leaving her was not his consent, in the game of hatred... Will love make it's way ? In the extent of his darkness, will she be able to become light or will lost herself in his dark world ? Read on to know more!!!

*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?

"You don't even know how fucking perfect you are, do you?" His voice low, rough, vibrating through me. "I could stay right here, kissing you like this... and still never get enough." ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ "Do you know how hard it is to see you like this?" His growl dragged over me. "Wet. Vulnerable. And all mine." "Rehan-" His fingers traced up my arm, slow enough to set every nerve on fire. "Your pulse is racing," he murmured, thumb brushing my wrist. "Is it fear, Tara... or something else?" He leaned in, lips ghosting mine. "One day, you'll beg to wear my ring. You'll thank me for tonight." His breath hit my mouth, fingers grazing the edge of my towel- and my knees nearly buckled. "T-These... marriage papers?" His smile sharpened. "Thought you couldn't wait any longer." "I didn't sign this." He stepped closer, heat swallowing the space between us. "Not yet." A whisper. A promise. "But you will." His lips brushed my cheek- deadly, soft, claiming. "Enjoy your birthday, Mrs. Singhania." ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ I told myself it was just one night... But he looked at me like it was the beginning of everything.

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 back at him.