She's the kind of girl everyone warns you about. Beautiful, reckless, and will surely break your heart. He's the quiet genius no one notices unless they need answers on a test. The boy everyone overlooked until they were desperate. When she's forced to be tutored by him they both aren't exactly keen on the idea of it. But beneath her sharp attitude and his nervous stares, the two slowly begin to understand each other in ways no one else ever has. As they start to grow closer rumors spread and everyone around them insists they could never work together. Still, the more time they spend together, the harder it is to stay away. What started as a reluctant partnership turns into an obsessive romance that neither of them is prepared for. In a world where everyone expects you to fail, you have to decide if love is worth the chaos.

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 "You have no right over me" I throw the words laced with venom towards him. "I. own. you. blame me for all I care but you will be Mrs. Kabir Malhaan" the rage and ruthlessness emanating from the monster in front of me has made me weak on my legs. My breath hitched in answer "A gun on my waist. is that how you propose?" I don't back away. A shiver trailed the cold kiss of the barrel as he dragged it slowly from my waist to my navel, then up gliding over my skin with cruel leisure until it nestled between my breasts, aimed straight at my heart. "No. It's a promise of where you belong. You belong in my goddamn empire, not beside me, but 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 it. Because you're the reason I breathe. I breathed you, Roop." And just like that, with his words toying with my emotions. He bent lower and planted a kiss so gentle that it did not match his depravity. - 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧, the kind of man who would sell your soul to the devil and you will call it mercy. A man who smirks as the world collapses at his feet. That's how he lives. That's how he wins. Because to him, emotions are nothing but fractures in perfectly stitched armor and fractured people don't survive. They break. And Kabir Malhaan only ever learns how to break them first. ༺❀༻ 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩. born with the whitest morals stitched into her soul, like armor. A girl who takes nothing for granted, who counts blessings like stars and carries her kindness like a quiet rebellion. In her world of chaos, it's her fractured, fading memories that hold her together. The only anchor she has to a life she can no longer fully remember, yet refuses to let go of. When her path crosses with an heir apparent of a mafia syndicate. She loses more

"TUMHE LAGTA HAI TUM MUJHSE DUR BHAAG SKTI HO"? ...Thud!!! she slapped him hard on the face "WRONG MOVE JAAN" Troupes:- •Grumply x sunshine •Enemies to lovers •Dark romance •Strong MML & childishFML(only for her loved once) •Touch her or even look at her in disgust way means dig your own grave!! This story is just a fictional one, it has nothing to do with reality!! And this is my first story, so I don't know how to write a story, it just came to my mind and I started writing this story...!! "Wanna know what happend after that slap"...?? If yes then read this story to know about what happend..!! Start:-21 September 2025

He was accused of murder. She was the last person he expected to defend him. Shreyansh Raizada had lost everything-his freedom, his reputation, and the one woman he had ever truly loved. When the courtroom doors opened and Reya Arora walked in, cold, composed, and armed with evidence, no one expected her to be standing on his side. Not after the past they shared. Not after the silence that tore them apart. But Reya didn't return to forgive. She came for the truth. In a trial that unraveled secrets, betrayals, and years of buried emotions, one thing became clear-this wasn't just about justice. It was about redemption, obsession, and a love twisted by time. Because in the end, proving his innocence might have cost her the only thing she had left-her heart. ──── ୨୧ ──── -𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝘆 1

𝐍𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐚𝐧 "𝐒𝐡𝐡... 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝." . . NYRA VARDHAN The first time I died, it was at his hands. Not with a gun. Not with a knife. No, Aadyan killed me in the slowest, cruelest way possible. He made me his. It wasn't a choice. It never was. He kissed me like a claim, like a war, like a grave I'd never crawl out of. He kissed me like he'd breathe me in, just to tear me apart from the inside. And when he pulled away? He smirked. Like he'd just set me on fire and dared me to beg for the burn. That was the moment I realized-I could run, I could fight, I could bleed. But I'd never be free. Because this man, this monster... He would never let me go. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. AADYAN ZAVERI She thinks she can escape me. She thinks I'll let her go. But my little rebel doesn't understand. I don't let go of what's mine. Not when she fights me. Not when she hates me. Not even when she says my name like a curse instead of a prayer. Because here's the thing about me, little storm- I ruin what's mine before the world even gets a chance to touch it. And you? You were dead the moment you caught my eye. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 18+ content. Mature language!

"𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒏?" 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚. 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔, 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅, "𝑺𝒉𝒉𝒉 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆." ── .✦ ── .✦ ── .✦ He was assigned to protect her, not fall for her. But when the princess begins to slip past his carefully built walls, their stolen glances and quiet moments turn into something far more dangerous. Because in a world ruled by duty and crown, loving her could cost him everything. ╰┈➤ Princess X, her bodyguard "𝐒𝐡𝐡𝐡, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." She carries a blame that was never hers to bear. Accused, judged, and quietly abandoned, she learned to wear strength like armour, firm voice, steady gaze, unshaken steps. But beneath that hardened exterior lives a soul that once longed for something simple: love without fear, peace without apology. Time taught her silence. She stopped fighting what the world decided she was. She built a life that appeared ordinary from the outside: calm, distant, and controlled. Inside, she survived day by day, holding together the fragile pieces no one ever saw break. Then he enters her life, not as a saviour, but as a storm. He comes carrying anger sharpened into revenge, determined to shatter what he believes is already cracked. He does not see the truth: she is standing on her final thread of strength. ╰┈➤Emerald X Her hubby. "Shhhh, Emerald."

*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?

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞. ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎ Living on Yakuza territory was never supposed to be her story. But debts don't forgive. And neither do the men who collect them. She was a loyalist to the rules until she unwittingly developed a taste for danger. She began to mistake recklessness for freedom, intoxication for strength, until the lines between caution and calamity dissolved altogether. And then there was him. The one they whispered about. The one with blood on his hands and shadows in his eyes. The one who looked at her like he had already decided how this would end. She did not want him, not until his cards came into play and she realized he had marked her as his ace, the piece he would use to topple the table and destroy the pot. She realized that falling back on the rules couldn't save her. It was already too late. He was going to ruin her, and she could feel the truth of it in her bones. He would twist her into a weapon, his own fire to ignite the empire. But one can forget how fickle the flames can be. Stoke them too much, and they no longer obey. They consume everything, even the hands that set them ablaze. ❥❥❥❥❥ ❣︎ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. ❣︎ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬. ❣︎ 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢-𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨.

Title changed from "Vengeance Unbound" to "Kho Gaye Hum Kahan" In the rajasthan, where the sun sets over golden fields and laughter fills the air, three inseparable friends share a bond sealed by childhood engagement: Ansh Singh Rathore and Arshia Solanki. Their future seemed bright and intertwined, a love story waiting to blossom. But when tragedy strikes and their families are torn apart, innocence shatters, leaving only echoes of a past they can't forget Years later, Ansh, now a successful CEO in the bustling city of Mumbai, hides behind a facade of ambition and success. Bound by a promise to his father, he feels compelled to protect his family-his cousin Ishvik included-even though his heart harbors resentment for him. The weight of their shared history looms large as he navigates his new life. Ishvik, the charming model, is tormented by guilt, believing that his family's demise rests on his shoulders. As he strives for fame, the shadow of the past threatens to consume him, leaving him caught between loyalty to Ansh and his own deep-seated remorse for leaving Arshia behind. Arshia, fierce and vengeful, has become a talented photographer driven by a singular mission: to make those who wronged her pay for their actions. Growing up without Ansh and Ishvik, she has vowed never to let anyone escape the consequences of their deeds. As memories of their childhood engagement haunt her, she struggles with feelings of betrayal and abandonment. When fate finally brings them together again, years of resentment, revenge, and unresolved emotions boil over. Secrets and truths long buried begin to unravel, revealing the real reason behind their families' tragedies and the dark misunderstandings that have kept them apart. In a gripping tale of love, guilt, and redemption, will they be able to confront the ghosts of their past and forge a future together? "Kho Gaye Hum Kahan," where the past is never truly forgotten, and the future hangs perilously in the balance.

Isha Roy, a carefree college student living her life in her way. But her world tilts when she meets him-Yuvraj Rawat. Her dangerously irresistible professor who owns the roads with his roaring bike and owns her thoughts with just a look.