♡•°~Healing Romance Shivika Bhardwaj made one mistake-she fell in love and got pregnant before marriage. Her family didn't forgive her... they threw her out like she never mattered. And then there's Rakshit Mahajan-an orphan who has everything money can buy... but not a single person to share his silence with. He feels deeply-pain, anger, sadness-but all he's ever shown is silence. He believed he was meant to live unloved, unseen, and alone. Two strangers. Two broken hearts. One quiet connection that changes everything. Story of second chance, unspoken love, and healing that begins in the most unexpected way. TROPES:- * Unexpected Marriage * Slow-burn * Pregnancy Before Marriage * Agegap * Second chance * Abandoned X Orphan * Classical Dancer X Businessman * Strong MMC * Happy Ending Read their story and see how healing found them.

🔥 One mistake made Rathores pay the price which was their greatest defeat... They failed to protect their loved one... A girl - twelve year old whose fate ruined her and her belief. Belief on love, family, kindness, pure heart... She was forced to to give her life but her destiny had other plans for her. Daughter of the Rathores who was forgotten by now, but still, there were some fragments for her memories which never let them forget her. ⚡ . . . . . . . . Once princess for everyone was now a past... Once life of everyone was now an unforgettable force... Everyone thought that the story ended years ago with her... Death... But no... She was preparing, in the dark shadows of her past, which never let her rest, let her forget... And now she is back like a force... unyeilding, unapologetic, fierce, and most importantly... Carrying a storm within her, which is ready to swallow everything if challenged or stopped... With grace as well as fire in her eyes.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

Rathore Series 1 ---------------------------- In the heart of Rajasthan rules Ekaksh Singh Rathore-a cold, ruthless king, the unstoppable CEO of Infinity, and the feared eagle of the underworld. His world has no room for weakness, no place for love, and no mercy for betrayal. One wrong move, and existence itself is erased. Yet, all his rules shatter the moment he sees Misthi, His Sunshine-a survivor scarred by a tragic past, a young woman who lost her parents seeking justice and carries the weight of her pain with unmatched strength. In one glance, she pierces through his iron walls, igniting a fire neither of them saw coming. What will happen when their faith in intervened ? Will she ever get love ? Will he becomes her healer? Will they spend their whole life together or destiny had some other plans ? Jump inside the story to know more !!

She was a police officer in independent India- brave, feminist, and living alone by choice. Her life was dedicated to justice... until a criminal killed her. Death should have been the end. But instead, she woke up. In a hospital. In a different country. In a body that was not hers. A man sat beside her bed, calling himself her husband. Doctors said memory loss. But she knew the truth- her soul had been reborn into another woman's life. Through a hidden diary, she discovers the truth about the body she now owns: A silent, innocent girl from Spain's biggest business family. Ignored by her father. Used to protect the family empire. Married off to the most feared man of the mafia world- a husband who treated marriage like a contract and silence like a rule. Lonely. Broken. Unseen. That girl chose death. Now her body lives again- with a soul that refuses to bow. She dresses up. She speaks back. She breaks rules written for silence. As her powerful mafia husband slowly falls for the woman she has become, she fights a storm inside her heart- because he doesn't belong to her past... yet she needs him to uncover the truth about her own murder. Add to that her sudden Hindi outbursts during arguments- leaving her Spanish mafia husband completely confused- and chaos, comedy, romance, and danger collide. 🖤 Reincarnation 🖤 Mafia Romance 🖤 Feminist Power 🖤 Thriller & Mystery This is not her life. But she will rule it anyway. ---

'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their destinies are bound. And the person who connects their fate is 'Niskarsh Bedi'. 'Niskarsh Bedi', the younger son of the Bedi family who lives miles away from his family in Canada. Maanvi Arora, who is engaged to Niskarsh's elder brother Abhimaan Bedi, who hates Niskarsh. Nearly fifteen years later, Niskarsh has returned to India, taking Maanvi who had gone to Canada two years back for studies. But on seeing Manvi, both the Bedi family and the Arora family were stunned. What such change has happened inside Manvi in these two years, which has surprised everyone? Why does Abhimaan hate his own brother Niskarsh? And, why was Niskarsh living in Canada away from his family for fifteen years? And who is Sharanya? After all, how is her fate intertwined with Manvi's? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha.

SHIVANSH RAWAL:- He loved her since his childhood but was fooled and told that he can't love her, they didn't have any future. But now when he has become the Lord of the mafia and has the power to get what he wants, he is after her. He wants her. He will get her ISHANVI RAJPUT: - After losing her mother the only thing she wanted is her father's love, she yearned for it and when she is about to get it, her childhood love has returned, the feelings which she had buried till now have risen but the twist is she has to choose between her father or his love. Will she accept His love, which will make her feel loved, which will make her nightmare go away or her father's love which she longed for years? Ranking:- #1- slowlove #1- madlove #1- childhoodlove #2- yearn

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.

"Your heart is racing but not just from fear is it, Angel?" I tried to pull away, but his grip was firm without being painful. Inescapable without being cruel. "Let go of me." "Why?" His voice was silk and smoke, wrapping around me like a physical caress. "When you're finally starting to be honest about what you want?" "I don't want anything from you." The lie tasted bitter on my tongue. "No?" He leaned in closer, so close I could feel his breath against my ear. "Then why are you trembling? Why is your skin flushed? Why haven't you screamed for help?"

I hate her. But I love her a little too much in desi fits. Draped in elegance, she walks toward me. And as I sit in the wedding aisle, surrounded by rituals and vows I never asked for, she becomes the only thing my eyes can see. Astara Bharadw- No. MRS. ASTARA PARISKSHIT RAGHUVANSHI My soon-to-be wife. The one person I claim to despise. And yet, her mere existence makes my heart betray me. That is what I hate most about her. This marriage was never her choice. It wasn't fate's either. It was mine. I planned it. I arranged it. I told the world it was two powerful families coming together. The Bharadwajs and the Raghuvanshis. A union built on tradition, respect, and old expectations. That part was true. What I didn't say was this-I couldn't let her be someone else's wife. I knew everything about her. Her habits. Her fears. The way she goes quiet when she's hurt. I watched from a distance long before I stood beside her at the altar. She sits beside me, and the first thing I notice is her hand, extended as the pandit asks. Her palm. Her palm is adorned with intricate henna-dark, impossibly dark. How? I never loved her. Then why is her mehndi this deep? The thought cuts sharp. Did she write another man's name on her skin? My jaw tightens at the thought. That made me twist my neck. If she did, that man is already dead in my mind. Because whether I want it or not, once something becomes mine, it belongs only to me. ONLY MINE. ................🪷................ To know what happened next, step into the pages of this book. I promise-you'll feel every heartbeat 💗✨