"𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀," Officer Yugraj Rao had said while throwing confidential files across the table. "𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗬𝗫. 𝗘𝘅𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆." ✮𝑷𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑵𝒀𝑿: The 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 whose voice ruled hearts while his darkness ruled secrets. A man with concerts worth crores, wealth touching trillions, and a terrifying mystery behind the mask . And this mission of destroying him landed straight into the hands of ✮𝑨𝑫𝑯𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑰𝒀𝑨 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑯𝑨: India's deadliest 𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿, the girl who could crack systems, minds, and men with equal perfection. What she didn't know was that the man she was preparing to hunt was already falling hopelessly in love with her. ✮𝑻𝑹𝑨𝒀𝑨𝑲𝑺𝑯 𝑨𝑮𝑵𝑰𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑹𝑰: one of them. The world worshipped him as the "𝗣𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱" the youngest billionaire who built an empire from ashes, a man so powerful that one signature from him could create kings or bury them alive. -'♡'- "𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙅𝙖𝙖𝙣" And she tortured the devil living in that hell . Just by stepping in his kingdom "𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚." Is it true? Can she really destroy a VILLAIN LIKE.... ᯓ★𝐀

A tale of past lovers reborn as the heirs of enemy families. ____________________________________ ___________________ "Dhruvvvvvvvvvvvv!" she screamed and pushed them with all the strength she had. She ran to him, fell to her knees, crying loudly and screaming. There was a fruit basket on it with a knife. She took out the knife. "D-don't... k-koi pass nahi aayega..." tears were flowing from her eyes. "Heart, I'm sorry. Main humari kismat nahi badal paya," he said while hugging her. Tears were flowing from his eyes. His chest was getting heavy as his breaths were getting stuck in his throat. She shook her head in denial. "Nahi, Dhruv... hum saath hain... chahe marne ke baad hi kyun na ho." She rested her head on Dhruv's chest and whispered, "I... I told you na, there is no Suvira without Dhruv... I will meet you again." Arushi screamed, "SUVIRAAAA! NOOOO! DON'T--- Before she could finish, Suvira stabbed the knife into her stomach. Tears were flowing from her eyes, but there was a smile on her face... a satisfaction... of leaving the world together. As she stabbed herself in the stomach, everyone froze in their spots. Dhruv's world collapsed as he looked at her. Words were not coming out of his mouth. His lips were trembling. He cried out loud, embracing her in his arms as her head rested on his chest. The only words that came out of his mouth were, "I hate you, Madhav... aapse meri khushi bardasht nahi hoti na? You always choose me to hurt. Why... why always me?... Now it's enough of your entertainment... enough." He looked at her face and saw her slowly closing her eyes. He could feel her heartbeat decreasing. He hugged Suvira even more tightly, closing his eyes. "I love you, Dhruv," she mumbled and closed her eyes, leaving her body. That was their past... But what happens when two souls, bound by love in their past life, are reborn as the heirs of enemy families? Will destiny reunite them... or make them destroy each other all over again?

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

"The day you abandoned your daughter... you signed the death warrant of your kingdom." •••••••••••••••• Born under the full moon and blessed by the Moon God, Chandramukhi should have been the kingdom's greatest blessing. Instead, she was thrown into the sacred Ganga moments after her birth... because she was a girl. Years later, fate brings the forgotten princess back to the very kingdom that tried to erase her existence. But her return awakens an ancient curse. A curse that declares one terrifying truth, The abandoned daughter will one day destroy the kingdom with her own hands. To save his throne, her father forces her into a royal marriage. Yet behind the sacred vows lies a horrifying secret. She was never chosen to be a queen... She was chosen to die. Poisoned, betrayed, hunted, and left for dead, Chandramukhi is rescued by the one man whose heart had unknowingly belonged to her since the day he pulled a crying infant from the river. As kingdoms collide, forgotten heirs return, ancient prophecies unfold, and love challenges destiny itself, Chandramukhi must decide, Will she become the monster the kingdom fears... Or the queen it never deserved? Some kingdoms fall because of war. This one fell because it abandoned its daughter.

He is ruthless She is destruction. He protects what is his. She destroys anyone who dares to touch what belongs to her. But Destiny plays it's game of An accidental marriage that binds them together in a secret neither of them expected. The question is- Will his devotion calm her destruction... Or will her destruction consume them both?

Since seventh grade, Kanika has been Anakveer one and only sanctuary-his best friend, his "pasandida aurat." She believes in their unshakable "bro code," but for Anakveer, there's nothing brotherly about the way he craves her. To him, she's already his-whether she knows it or not. But when unspoken desires begin to blur the lines of their friendship, will his obsession tear them apart? Or will his dark world pull her in, corrupting her soul until she belongs to him-"forever?" _________________________________________ Kanika Guhilot-a 25 year old post graduate, a sharp-tongued, curvy goddess, and the so-called "lazy soul" of the Guhilot family. As the middle child, she perfected the art of dodging nosy relatives with her half-hearted attempt at preparing for civil services. Marriage? Not on her wishlist-ever.Life is complicated enough without adding a husband to the mix. Anakveer Rajput-a 25 year old graduate, the notorious bad boy and youngest heir of an empire that spells terror in the business world. To outsiders, he's nothing more than a spoiled brat with a short fuse, but beneath the surface, he is the undisputed terror king of his bloodline, ruling the underworld with an iron fist,he's the ruthless ruler of the underground-a king who bows to no one. No one, except 'her.' _________________________________________ Troops: Slow Burn ❤️🔥 Forced marriage Mafia husband Bestfriend to forced husband Grumpy × insecure soul Anger issue × Attitude problem He fell first & harder Obsessed husband Possessive partner Loyal × loyal Corrupted soul× Innocent soul Intence mature content 🔥

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.

Reyansh Kapoor is a man feared by everyone. Cold. Ruthless. Powerful. A man who controls billion-dollar empires with a single command and never lets emotions interfere with his decisions. His life was perfectly planned. Until Samira Singhania happened. A dramatic nineteen-year-old whirlwind who secretly married him, calls him Swami every chance she gets, destroys his peace daily, and somehow manages to make the feared Reyansh Kapoor cook for her at midnight. She is chaos. He is control. She is sunshine. He is the storm. What starts as a marriage he refuses to accept slowly turns into an obsession he can no longer escape. Because the more Reyansh tries to stay away, the more he realizes one terrifying truth- The girl he once considered a problem has become the one person he cannot live without. And when her past comes looking for her... The Devil himself will burn the world to protect his Ardhangini. A secret marriage.A dangerous obsession.A love story born from chaos. Tropes - Secret Marriage - Forced Marriage - Love-Hate Relationship - Mafia Romance - Secret Identity - College Romance - Grumpy ML × Chaos FL - Opposites Attract - Slow Burn - Banter & Tension @all rights reserved

previously known as 𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 Tropes: Forced revenge marriage Age gap 10 years Italian mafia lord X indian royal heiress Grovelling MMC Deception to Devotion Loathe to lifelong " 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 " ~ 𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 & 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha