Book 1 of The Shattered Ties Series. A modern city girl and a prince ,two lives destined to clash. He's her best friend's brother, and from their first encounter, their every interaction has been a battle of pride, wit, and unspoken tension. Yet beneath the rivalry simmers a desire neither can deny, a pull that challenges every rule and expectation surrounding them. In a world of power, privilege, and unyielding crowns, hearts risk everything. Will they surrender to duty... or to the dangerous, consuming fire of love?

He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.

"Remove your blouse," Vikram's voice was low yet there was an unmistaken command. She instantly looked up in horror "V-v we are in public area, Anyone can see us" "Windows are tinted" he said flatly. "B-but I wore n-nothing inside," she stammered. Heat instantly wrapped Tara's cheek. For a moment he studied her face blankly, cheeks crimson, eyelashes fluttering. But then without any hint of shame he said,"Good, now remove!" Unconsciously she bit her lip and then while giving up slowly she began to undo her strap. Her fingers trembled at the place. A slight smirk formed in his lips as he teased her, "Bad girl, not even wearing a bra." "I-it's nothing like that, it's just my blouse is padded," she defended herself but was completely losing composure before his hunting eyes. Her movements were painfully slow and just as his patience broke, He slowly leaned forward, grabbed her blouse, and in one motion pulled it off her body and threw it down. She was sitting half naked in front of him, her eyes instantly widened and she tried to cover her body with her small hands as he was roaming his predetory eyes all over her body . But still her hands didn't helped much. His eyes were fixed at one place. At her chest. "Do you squeeze your boobs?" He asked. Confusion and Hunger was flickering in his eyes. __________ Now should I write the whole book in this little description or what?? ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ Vikram Singh Chauhan ,34 years old unmarried ,ruthless man. The sarpanch of the village. Who never begs. Who never bows. But what happens when the same man bows for his brother's wife. The same man gets dangerously obsessed to the woman he shouldn't. Not accepted by the society but already wrote by the fate. Will there be any mercy for two hearts? ______________ For early updates follow me on Stck and Rowllr. Links are in my bio.

Aryan Singhania...A Mafia lawyer and a well known Cricketer.... known for his calm and sharp mind while playing cricket and using that same sharpness in boardrooms full of Dangerous Criminals...One of the most eligible bachelors of the country...He knows how to rule but never to bow... Ritika Chauhan...A common average girl...After doing her Engineering she became a Manager of a ceo of a well known company... She is a soft hearted girl...but never scared of protecting her loved ones and standing up for herself... They met ..They dated even after their most trusted friends tried to separate them ...they survived....but one incident shattered everything...their love..their friendship... After two years they meet again...Not as the collegemates ...not as someone they knew...but as strangers.... What happened that drifted them apart? Will the gap in time be able to erase their pain and suffering?? Will they forgive each other and start a new journey? Will the future help them heal or will it drift them more apart?

Once inseparable. Now impossible. A friendship destroyed by grief. A lie powerful enough to build enemies. A truth buried deeper than both of them are ready for. They say love and hate are separated by a thin line. They forgot to mention what happens when you grow up standing on it.

Baat ye mashhoor hai ki ishq mein dil chaak hua, Ishq agar aag na kar de toh ishq khaak hua. "Mai usse mohabbat nahi, ishq ki hadd tak deewaniyat palna chahta hu." - Ruhaan Khan "Wo hazaar dafa mana karde, Aap fir mujhe uss ke paas lauta dekhenge." - Khizar Bilal Ek ki mohabbat ishq ban baithi, aur doosre ne junooniyat mein usse hasil kar liya. Par uss ka kya? Jo khud in dono ke beech kahin kho si gayi... Noor ka kya? "Mai toh sirf khul kar jeena chahti thi... Mai toh sirf Noor al Ain banna chahti thi." - Noor al Ain - - - Ones love turned into divine madness, while the other won her to his obsession. But, What about Noor al Ain? I don't just want to love her, I wanna live in her memories to the edge of my sanity.- Ruhaan Khan. She can reject me all she wants yet I'll walk back to her wagging my tail.- Khizar Bilal. I just wanted to live free, I just wanted to be me- Noor al Ain. Join this saga of Ishq, Junoon and Deewangi by alfaaz_moav ©2025 by Moav is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 4.0

#Top 1 in India (05-18/04/2025) #Top 3 in India (04/2025) #Top 5 in India (05/2025) #Top 6 in India (21/04/2025) #Top 8 in India (05/2025) ⟡ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 X 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 ⟡ ─⭑──────────── A man who paints his demons onto canvas, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 is no stranger to obsession. Silence is his refuge, control in his nature. Marriage was never in his plans-until the echo of a past long buried led him to something he never realized he was seeking. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 was never meant to be his. But when fate delivered her to his feet, he didn't hesitate. Now, she stands at the threshold of a life she never asked for, bound to a man who saved her-but refuses to set her free. Some cages are built from protection. Some saviors are anything but holy. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝗧 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀: • Forced marriage • Morally Grey MMC • Age gap • Dark Possessiveness • rom-com ───────────⭑─

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?

WE ARE RIVALS, AREN'T WE? BEING RIVAL DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT YOU ARE MINE!" ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ AVNI MALHOTRA..... When success is achieved by own.. It demands attention, Power and Honor. She is a lady of her own terms. Her journey from being a girl who sacrifices her wishes to being a Lady who gets what she wants. But Destiny is not done. It can destroy the ego in seconds. She was a native,rich, clumsy and bold girl to a new personality that keeps the ability to burn through Eyes. REYANSH ROY.... When Power becomes habit everything seems worthless like love. He is born in silver spoon why to sacrifice? Power, Obsession, Desire and Control. He never wished or loved. Not a simple story a Powerful lady meeting a Dangerous Man. It's Power VS Power, Danger VS Danger and Obsession VS Hate. She said I wish to get Power, he said I am born with it. Destiny, an unexpected turn or call it A Strom in Avni's life directed By Reyansh. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ what will happen when this two opposite worlds will collide. Their is no way they can compromise with each other but who knows the beautiful bond created in heaven. Love is in the air and they breath in same atmosphere. •Enemies to lover • Buisness rivals • forced marriage • slow burn • mafia • collage life • indian wedding By~ author_rashi