*True love never dies... even when fate buries it.* He was told to move on. To forget her name, her face, her very existence. But the heart doesn't listen to reason - especially when fate has its own cruel plans. He's the country's most feared businessman - disciplined, ruthless, and dangerously cold. But beneath that steel exterior lies a past soaked in silence... and a love that refuses to fade. She lives a life crafted with care, yet nothing about it feels truly hers. A girl with no past. A stranger to her own reflection. Until a pair of stormy eyes awaken emotions she never knew existed. As memories resurface and secrets unravel, love is not the only thing put to the test. Because in a world of rivalries, betrayals, and hidden truths - some hearts are fated to find their way back, while others are just beginning their journey. LOVE. BETRAYAL. RIVALRIES. FATE. REBIRTH. A story fate tried to end... But what if it was only the beginning? --- Tropes: Enemies to Lovers Family Rivalries Slow Burn Multi-Couple Romance Reincarnation Mystery & Twists

𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚 #1: 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙯𝙤𝙤. 𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚 #2: 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩. 𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚 #3: 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩... 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙆𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚. 𝙐𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚. 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚. 𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨, 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮, 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬-𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. Book 2 of the Serendipity Series. While it can be read as a standalone, reading Reez: Her Secret Author first will enrich your experience and help you appreciate the recurring characters and references.

She was shattered, her past erased by pain, her voice stolen by trauma. He was a ruler-not just of politics but of the shadows where justice was a debt paid in blood. Ruthless to those who took justice for granted, yet never cruel to the innocent. At an early age, he learned one truth-power commands justice. Without it, you're nothing. That night, their worlds collided. He found her-battered, nameless, drowning in silence. He should've walked away. But something about her... felt familiar. A forgotten memory. A name lost in time. A connection buried beneath scars. She had no past she was willing to share. He had a childhood he never let go of. But fate doesn't ask for permission-it rewrites the story in the most ruthless ways. Some scars don't just heal... they reveal. And when the truth surfaces, will it mend what was lost or destroy them both? A story of pain, justice and an unexpected love that blooms in the darkest places.

Ahaan x riya.

Second book of 'House of Seasons' series Can be read as standalone He feared love. She believed in it. RANVEER MEHRA was a man the world feared. India's most powerful businessman. The underworld's infamous Weapon King. Cold enough to silence a room with a single glance. Broken enough to believe love was nothing but a weakness. SHREEDHA RAJVANSH was everything he wasn't. Soft-hearted. Book-loving. Quietly carrying years of insecurities behind a gentle smile. She never imagined that one unexpected moment would make her the replacement bride of the most dangerous man in India. A marriage neither of them wanted. A house filled with secrets, grief, and unspoken wounds. He promised never to love her. She never asked him to. But sometimes... the softest hearts heal the deepest scars. And sometimes... even a flower blooms in the middle of a storm. When darkness becomes home... can love still find its way? Can an innocent girl survive the darkness surrounding the Weapon King? Can a man who has only known war learn the language of love? Or will fate once again prove that some flowers are never meant to bloom? Crocus in the House of Rain is a heart-wrenching tale of love born from duty, healing born from heartbreak, and two souls who discover that even after the fiercest storms... the most beautiful flowers still find a way to bloom.

Butterfly banogi , jaan? 🦋 " ye murli aapki hui ...Radhe or ye shivay bhi..." " 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐣𝐨 𝐣𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞, 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐟 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐲𝐞 𝐮𝐣𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧? 𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐞... 𝐘𝐮𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐨𝐢 𝐣𝐢𝐲𝐞? " ☾ Ishq ek aisa toofa hai, jo dard saath mein lata hai...I won't be able to give him anything but pain... ⋆༺𓆩🖤𓆪༻⋆ ☾ Aapki rooh se ishq kar baithe hain hum... Ab khud ki rooh ka janaza bhi uth jaye...To bhi koi ghum nahi... . . When love becomes TAPASYA , somewhere destruction starts She was all alone , she was cursed to stay alone . when she thought she had found her love , he betrayed her . and when the one to love her came destiny betrayed her " I am all yours , yours to love and yours to destroy '' he gave her everything but her traumas still overpowered her and the fear of losing him became reality

Years ago, Aaranya Roy loved someone silently while he remained completely unaware. Now she is not just the sunshine girl everyone once knew She has became a responsible and mature girl that no one expected. And Ishaarth Shekhawat is no longer just her brother's best friend. He is powerful, feared, dangerously calm... and a father. He carries darkness like royalty. She carries smild like a wound. But what happens when her path collides once again with the same man she once loved enough to leave behind? Especially when he looks at her like she was never truly forgotten. And one day, in the middle of all the unfinished emotions and dangerous closeness, he whispers softly- «"Can I kiss you, Aanya?"» Because some love stories don't end after heartbreak. They wait. ✦ Author's Note ✦ This story is a slow-burn dark romance filled with silence, longing, emotional chaos, and unfinished feelings. Not every love story begins with confession. Some begin with heartbreak.

This is the first story written by me .I really hope that you all would love the story and the characters. She was about to exit the hall when a strong and firm hand held her wrist making her gasp.."wh-what.....are you doing?.... "Shhh .......babygirl let me worship what's mine! And with one swift motion he picked her up in her arms and exited the empty hall. AndreasxAashvi 🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️ "Basically you are younger and I am elder than you, how about you call me 'big sis' " She said while shuffling the cards. "How about I call you.....mamacita"! He replied with a smirk knowing mamacita was one thing, what she is going to call him will be more fun. RoccoxRadhika 🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️ "Where are you going?....",he asked with the jealousy rising within him. It has been two hours since he last talked to her and yet she is still doing the dance rehearsal with her dance partner. He was trying his best to control himself as he cannot..yet.. try to do something which will bring distance between him and her. But now it was beyond care for him all he could see was her dancing with someone who is not him. "To the stage it'll be over in ten minutes..." he cut her off in between picking her up and said,"Now I'll show you the real performance.!! AdhiritxAadhya 🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️🔹️ "I-l need to..hide",she said while taking heavy breaths there is no way he will stop chasing her after her deadliest performance with her 'not so good' male friend. "He cannot find me here.." "Wrong darling, I found you"! He said leaning against the wall with hands in pocket and a smirk playing on his lips ,"kyu meri samne performance nhi dogi"?... Leaving her in pure shock and a racing heart VeeranshxAarohi

𝗞𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗻𝘁 has always believed Neelkanth Rawat is nothing more than his best friend. The possessive bastard who gets jealous too easily. The hothead who starts fights over nothing. The boy who's always somewhere behind him. Kahan has never asked why. He thinks it's childish. For he doesn't know how far that quiet, childish possessiveness can go. That he was 𝗵𝗶𝘀. Even if it 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝.

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content