𝓐 𝓶𝓲𝔁𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓸𝓯𝓽 𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮.. Rudransh Singhania was not just a man with power, he was a man who could make anyone's life hell. He didn't believe in mercy or love. He was not just a ruthless mafia, he was cruel, hating betrayal, lies, and every fucking thing. He was the king of the Black Throne. When his parents forced him to marry a woman, Ruchika Verma, to clean his image, she ran away with her boyfriend. In revenge, he forced her younger sister to marry him Gungun Verma, a soft-hearted, chaotic girl who lived in her own delusional world and loved reading novels. Will his hate turn into love for her? Will she be able to accept him as her husband? Can she make him believe in love? Will she make him kneel in front of her just to love her? Somewhere else, Rudransh's childhood best friend, Adhiraj Singh Chauhan, who had a painful past and terrible experiences in love, might find love again. Will his secretary, Ahana Sharma, make him believe that love exists? Will they heal each other's traumas? Meanwhile, Anushka Singhania, Rudransh's sister, and Yuvaan, Adhiraj's younger brother, who is obsessed and crazy in love with her will he confess his love? Can he turn their friendship into a pure relationship? This is the story of three different people, each on their own journey of love, betrayal, violence, and healing. This is not just a story it's a journey of couples with thriller, mystery, violence, love, devotion and suspense... "Love is not about being forced or toxic. It is pure. It can heal your past traumas, make you feel alive, make you human. And a villain in love will kill anyone who even dares to look at his woman he will destroy them. My men are not heroes; they are villains who will destroy anyone even thinking about touching their woman."

𐙚 Isha Oberoi is spoiled, stubborn, and used to getting whatever she wants. Being the daughter of a billionaire mafia boss has its perks... Used to getting everything she wants, she never expected to become obsessed with her father's new bodyguard. Too bad he's loyal to his job. And she's determined to change that.

❝𝑇𝒉𝑒𝑦 𝒉𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑐𝒉 𝑜𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠. 𝑇𝒉𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑎𝑠, 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑐𝒉 𝑜𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑦.❞ Aaira Khan and Kaif Farooqi have been rivals since childhood. From school to college, their lives have been nothing but arguments, challenges, and chaos. But beneath the hatred lies a bond neither of them can break. They fight together. They protect each other. And if anyone dares to come between them, they'll regret it. Because some love stories don't begin with romance. They begin with war. 𝐀𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐍-A girl forged by pain and strengthened by every battle life threw at her. Bold, fearless, and unapologetically chaotic, Aaira never backs down from a fight. She loves pottery, protects the people she cares about, and isn't afraid to break a jaw when someone crosses the line. 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐅 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐐𝐈-Cold, sharp, and intimidating, Kaif carries a dangerous don't-care attitude. He is ambitious, possessive, and fiercely protective of what's his. An artist at heart who expresses himself through painting, he may hate Aaira with every breath...but he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her. ----------------🥀💗🌸---------------- TROPES:- ♟️ 𝐶𝒉𝑖𝑙𝑑𝒉𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝐸𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 ♟️ 𝐴𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑐 𝑅𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑠 ♟️ 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐𝒉 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐷𝑖𝑒 ♟️ 𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑜 ♟️ 𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐹𝑀𝐶 ♟️ 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒-𝐻𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠𝒉𝑖𝑝 ♟️ 𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝐹𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 ♟️ 𝑅𝑖𝑐𝒉 𝐾𝑖𝑑𝑠 𝑅𝑜𝑚

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-2 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy "𝐈-𝐈 𝐝𝐨" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own heart pounding in my chest. I kept my gaze steady as the Marriage Officiant slid the nikah papers towards me. As I lowered the pen to sign, my eyes caught a glimpse of the groom's name written boldly: ZAIN IMAD KHAN. No. This can't be true. It can't be him. But there was no time to process this shock. My fingers moved almost on their own, signing the papers before I handed them back through the flower partition that separated me from that cruel monster. I felt a numbness spreading through me as my stalker, now my husband on the other side signed, sealing our fate. And then, a voice cut through the silence like a knife. "𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐉!" My head snapped towards the entrance, and my breath caught in my throat. Who is at the other end of the partition if he is standing here? Before I could understand what was happening, a strong hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. I collided against a firm chest, inhaling a scent I had come to know all too well. My heart raced as I realized who it was-Zain Imad Khan, the man who had haunted my thoughts for weeks. Before I could utter a word, he lifted his arm, a gun gleaming in his hand. He said in a dangerous tone. "𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞" Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the room, and the monster at the entrance staggered back, clutching his chest. I stood frozen as he shielded me. The room was filled with shocked gasps, but at that moment, everything else faded away. All I could feel was the warmth of his presence, the protection in his touch, and the realization that when the best was taken away from me, destiny blessed me with the bestest-him.

"She was trained to survive in a world of lies. He was born to dominate it. One hidden chip. One deadly secret. And only one of them can walk away unbroken. In the game of power, betrayal, and obsession, no one plays fair... not even the heart."

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

A mother's agony can burn everyone alive in its fire. People considers mothers weak and innocent but when it comes to her child, she becomes Maa Kali herself. A mother can go to any extent for her child. She lost her child. People thought she will break, or worse, will die. But what they didn't know was that her vengeance for her child will keep her alive. They say -- "Even the devil takes notes when a woman takes revenge." But what will happen when a mother starts taking the revenge for her daughter? This isn't a story for the soft-hearted ones. This is vengeance - fierce, brutal, and unstoppable. Brace your hearts, buckle your belt because this story is no less than a rollercoaster.

This is a one shot. ────୨ৎ──── She was an author of haunting endings, but when it was her turn, she hesitated. She thought she had escaped her nightmare - but little did she know, it was only the beginning.🥀

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞 & 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "Ek sipahi ke paas dene ke liye sirf apni wafadari hoti hai." Zakir looked at her with quiet composure, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Ishanya took a step closer, her eyes fixed on his. "Aur agar us sipahi ki wafadari hi jhooth ho to?" ────୨ৎ──── He entered the Rajput kingdom as an ordinary soldier, hiding the truth that he was the mighty Badshah Zakir. His mission was to conquer the kingdom, not lose his heart. But fate had other plans when Princess Ishanya fell in love with the man behind the disguise. As love blossoms amidst secrets, the truth threatens to destroy everything they cherish. When his identity is finally revealed, trust turns into betrayal, and two hearts find themselves on opposite sides of a war. In a battle between duty and love, only one question remains-can an emperor choose love over his empire?