🥀 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 🦋 "In the game of power, love is the deadliest trap." ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 This is a tale where every limit of friendship is crossed and every boundary of love is rewritten. It is the story of a boy who will teach her how to fall... and a girl who will show her own soul what it means to be worthy. One will make you fall in love. The other will make you realize your self-worth. ✨💗 ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 ⚔️ 𝐇𝐄 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐛ENDING 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐑 He is the king of his own world. Cold, rude, and a workaholic whose heart is made of stone until it beats for her. To the world, he is a storm; to her, he is utterly helpless. 𝐒𝐇𝐄 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 Born a Princess, but crowned a Queen by her family. She is cryptic, a sensible soul with the temper of an Angry Bird and a heart shielded by iron walls. Protective, fierce, and beautiful-but she has one rule: She does not trust a man. ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄 🗝️ The Past: A chain that refuses to break. The Trust: A glass mirror already shattered. The Question: Will they overcome the shadows of their history, or will they remain prisoners of their own secrets? Will he be the one to heal her trust, or will the past burn them both to ashes? ◍ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓: ✨ Intense Romance | 🤝 Limitless Friendship | 🩸 Deep Secrets | 🦋 Self-Discovery

✩°｡🧸𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒄𝒐𝒎𓏲⋆.🧺𖦹 ₊˚

Book 3 The Ruthless Ties Series A love doomed from the start, a forbidden love born in the shadows of a world where loyalty is a weapon and betrayal cuts deeper than any blade. Enemies or lovers? For years, they buried their feelings beneath silence, pride, and the lies they told themselves. In a world where nothing is safe and everything comes at a cost, love was their greatest risk-and their deepest wound. Written in Shackles, the third book in The Ruthless Ties Series, dives into the wreckage of two hearts bound by a past too heavy to escape. It's a story of stolen moments, of desperate touches and reckless hope, set against a dark world where survival demands blood, sacrifice, and unbreakable strength. Their hearts have been bruised, battered, and betrayed-but the real battle is only beginning. Because in this world, love isn't enough. To survive, they'll have to fight for each other... and sometimes, against each other. Prepare to have your heart shattered, rebuilt, and shattered again. This isn't just a story about love. It's a story about what you're willing to lose-and who you're willing to become-for it.

In a world where duty is sacred, and uniforms carry both pride and burden, Eight lives cross paths on an Air Force base where destiny writes its own orders. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚　˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Anay Awasthi X Sharanya Bhatt Ruhan Sehgal X Saanvi chatterjee Neil khurana X Anika Sharma Ved chatterjee X Dhriti Arya ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚　˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Eight hearts Eight uniforms. Four stories stitched together by courage, sacrifice, and a love that is both forbidden and fated. Here, amidst roaring jets, classified missions, silent codes, and sleepless nights- they learn that some wars are fought on borders, but the hardest ones are fought inside the heart. This is a story of love that defies fear. Love that survives distance. Love that blooms between orders. Love that chooses, even when the world says it shouldn't. This is not just romance. This is devotion, duty, vulnerability and the kind of love that asks for everything but gives back even more. Welcome to Love Beyond Orders - where hearts salute, destiny intervenes, and love... always finds its way home.

Previously known as Dard Mubarak ___________________ 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐱 𝐑𝐮𝐚 "I'm obsessed with you, Ashrit. Because love is breathing, it is devotion but obsession? It is losing yourself in it, it is worshiping." ~ Rua Mittal "Saari duniya se ladne wala Ashrit, tumhare saamne jhuk raha hai, Rua." ~ Ashrit Dewan Happy ending

when six lives unexpectedly meet each other for alliance,by contract, by accident, and by force.

𝑽𝑬𝑰𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑹𝒆𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 𝑿 𝑲𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 { under major editing } Vengeance was never meant to become love. It was supposed to be fire, destructive, consuming, final. He burned in it, fed it, let revenge carve a throne inside his chest. She, meanwhile, was healing, quietly and painfully, learning who she was when the lies were stripped away. Because what could be crueler than realizing your entire life was a performance? That the name you answered to, the home you trusted, the love you believed in, all of it was a facade. And now you are left with the most terrifying question of all. Who am I, if everything I was taught to be was a lie? Somewhere between his rage and her rebirth, revenge lost its edge. It twisted. It lingered. It stared back at him with her face. And healing stopped being gentle. It turned sharp and addictive, because knowing him felt like knowing the truth, even if that truth was poisonous. They did not fall in love. They fell into each other, into a dark, suffocating obsession where pain felt familiar and destruction felt like home. He wanted to ruin her. She wanted to find herself. Instead, they found something far more dangerous. A love born from ashes, obsession stitched together with revenge, and a bond so dark neither of them wanted to escape it. ⸸ "Get out of my house. The divorce papers arrive at dawn." Love didn't break. It was executed in silence. ⋆♱- "It hurts right here," he murmured, "amore, aur kitna tarpaogi?" His arms opened like a plea, fingers trembling over the ruins of the place she once lived-his heart, now homeless. ⋆♱- "You'll not touch me." "I won't," he whispered. "And that's the cruelty of it, amore." He dropped to his knees, desire caged, pride stripped bare, his head bowed at her feet, where love ended and obsession began.

I took my seat in the train and took a deep breath. "Every things is ok, Adhya." I said to myself as release a deep breath. "Is it?" a cold voice came from beside me leaving me froze in my seat. I looked at my watch. it's past the time of train departure. I slowly turned to my right and gasped loudly. "Don't worry. It won't move until I say it to." He said as he closed the book he was reading and turned to looked at me, making my heart race. "Y..you... ho..how?" "I told you, wife. You can never get away from me." he looked into my eyes as he said. "Stop. Stop calling me your wife. We are not even married." I gritted. "I make you my real wife, the day you called me your Husband. And about the marriage, its going to happen soon." He smirk. "Now, would you walk or should I carry you.?" "What?" "Carry it is." He said as he swift me up in his arms as he carry me out of the train. I screamed and thrashed but he successfully took me away. Read the story to know more about Adhya and Abhivansh. This story is of my own. Images used in this story is not owned my me. Mature theme!!

"So what's your decision?" Asked Viraj. "All you left me with one option and now asking what's my decision?" Said Shreya in a broken tone. "All you wanted was a doll who'll attend your family function and maintain your family status so you can be busy in your own life, fine I'll do .......but I curse you, you'll fall in love with someone whom you would want to play a real role in marriage, and you'll be ready to die for her but she'll not give a damn about your feelings like you're killing mine now" said Shreya while shouting at him at the last statement. "The day will come when you'll get to know the importance of marriage and it's rituals" replied Shreya in a low tone as all her energy is now faded away with tears spilling out of her eyes. "Fix a bet, because Viraj Singh Rathore doesn't fall in love and if I did, I'll kneel in front of you in the presence of everyone." Replied Viraj still in his arrogant tone, not feeling a bit of guilt about what he did. "You'll see the consequences of this deal marriage, Mr. Viraj Singh Rathore. You'll regret marrying me. You'll divorce me on your own will." Said Shreya looking directly into his eyes. "I already regret meeting you that day, I wish my parents had chosen someone better than a low life like you" VIRAJ SINGH RATHORE name that is enough to make someone pee in their pants as the power he holds can make someone regret their existence. He is arrogant, heartless, workaholic, aggressive, short-tempered, and many more. Also, he is the king of Udaipur and the present mafia lord of the underworld. SHREYA SINGH RATHORE name that was nothing without that surname in the eyes of the people. She belongs to a lower-class family but her life is full of dreams. Getting an opportunity to marry her daughter in a high-class family was all her parents wanted. But if they know that the man they are giving their daughter to is gonna leave a deep scar on her. WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THEY WILL START LIVING TOGETHER?

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️