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Book 1 of His series Yashveer Rajvansh, Ruthless Mafia king of Asia and king of Udaipur. He has no interest in women. Finally, get ready to marry a woman for his own motive and the purpose of giving a queen to his Kingdom. But he came to know the most shocking truth, which was hidden by the family of Naina, will he be able to accept her as wife after knowing the truth. Naina Arora, a fragile girl, fighting with her own demons and darkness, suddenly tied to Yashveer Rajvansh. She has never seen him in her life, but her world turns upside down, when she gets to know the most shocking reality of her life. Will they ever love each other or will they be tied in the thread of responsibility? Let's find out

Book 2 of his series Rishi Rajvansh, the CEO of Rajvansh law firm. A brilliant lawyer with godly physique suddenly falls in a trap of love which was created by her ultimate lover Aditi, to reach her goal what will happen when he will know about the truth. Aditi Sharma, a cheerful girl who loves her best friend unconditionally and madly. She doesn't trust the world when it comes to her friend and with that thought she decided to seduce the brother in law of her best friend. She did almost everything possible to join the law firm of Rishi Rajvansh. What is her goal, is it only her best friend or there is something more to it? let's dive into the story of Aditi and Rishi to find out the truth

"From today onwards, Ares will be responsible for your security." Haven froze. Lucifer's voice was final, unwavering. She knew that tone. Knew there was no room for negotiation. Her grip tightened around the glass in her hand. "I don't need a bodyguard." Lucifer's stare was ice. "You don't get a choice in this matter Vida." She scoffed. "You expect me to let him follow me around like a damn shadow?" Ares stood by the doorway, silent, dark, and completely uninterested. The dim lighting cast sharp edges across his face-expression unreadable, stance lethal. "You think I want this?" he muttered, voice low, detached. "So stay out of trouble, and I won't have to babysit you." Haven turned to him, fury igniting like gasoline meeting fire. "Babysit? Cute. I didn't know Lucifer's lapdog could talk." Ares barely spared her a glance. "Talk back to me again, and I'll show you what else I can do." Lucifer sighed, rubbing his temples. "Enough. Haven, Ares will be your bodyguard until we find someone more... tolerable." Ares scoffed. "Don't bother. No one would last a week with her." Haven's lips curled into a slow, wicked smirk. "Then let's make sure you don't last a week either, shall we?" For the first time, Ares actually looked at her. Long. Cold. Assessing. And then, he smirked too. "Try me, fiera." Her pulse jumped at the name. Fiera. Little fire. --- Upcoming - JUNE 2025

"No, please ... not again" she prayed. That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA

𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓞𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼: 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 #3 '•°•𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒚 × 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒆𝒆•°•' 𝐌𝐮𝐤𝐭𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 She is a stunning and affluent young woman, presents herself to the world as a spoiled brat, exuding selfishness, self-centeredness, and cunning. Her polished facade is a deliberate construct, designed to shield herself from the harsh realities of her own family's betrayal. Beneath this armor, however, lies a vulnerable and sweet soul, yearning for genuine connection and love. Her life takes a drastic turn when, in her quest to destroy her sister-in-law's life, she encounters a man who unwittingly becomes her confidant and best friend. As their bond deepens, she finds herself fatally obsessed with him, willing to go to any lengths to possess him, and surrendering to the all-consuming passion that threatens to destroy everything in its wake. "I don't care if it's wrong or right, I'll make you mine, no matter the cost." 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 He's a skilled and compassionate surgeon in his late 20s, is a paragon of kindness and empathy, embodying the essence of a green flag. His heart belongs to his childhood friend, Nandita, turned unrequited love, whose marriage has left him heartbroken; yet, he conceals his pain behind a bright smile, prioritizing her happiness above his own. As he navigates the complexities of saving Nandita from her in-laws, his life takes a dramatic turn when he encounters Nandita's sister-in-law, where he found himself entangled in web of lies and obsession. "Her innocence has awakened a part of me I thought long buried. Her love is a poison, slowly consuming me." When love turns lethal, escape seems impossible. Trapped in a web of obsession, can he break free? How far will she go to keep him forever? To know join their journey~

"Behave," she whispered. "If you say my name like that," he replied, "I will forget why I'm behaving." "You're killing me here, baby." "Don't look at me like that-not when I've spent ten days learning how to breathe without you." --- I was twenty-four when my future was decided in a room I didn't control. He was thirty-two and already owned cities. They called it an arranged marriage. I called it a mistake. Raghav Oberoi didn't ask for my consent, he waited for my surrender. Cold eyes. Iron control. A presence that made rooms go silent. A man who didn't raise his voice... because he never had to. I wanted to hate my husband. But how do you hate a man who looks at you like losing you would ruin him? This is not a gentle love story. It's obsession disguised as devotion. A marriage built on power, broken by love, and sealed by fire.

Forced into a marriage she never wanted. Claimed by the man she fears the most. Loved by the one she swore to hate. This is not a sweet love story. This is obsession. This is dark romance.

She tried to glare, but the effect was ruined by her flushed cheeks. "I spent an hour getting ready-" "And I'll spend the next ten minutes undoing all that hard work," I promised darkly, enjoying how her breath hitched. "By the time we reach the top floor, everyone will know exactly what their boss has been up to." "You wouldn't dare," she whispered, but the spark in her eyes told me she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. "Wouldn't I?" My thumb traced her lower lip. "Try me, princess. We still have fifteen floors to go..." Her attempt at looking scandalized was adorable. "You're enjoying this far too much." "Baby," I pressed closer, "you have no idea." My thumb traced her jawline. "Ten more floors to go. Want to see how undone I can make you look by then?" "Dev..." she tried again, those doe eyes looking up at me pleadingly. "Think about it... if you mess up my saree now, what will the staff think?" I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at manipulation. "Nice try, princess." My fingers traced her collarbone. "But watching you try to sweet-talk your way out of this?" I leaned closer, "Only makes me want to mess you up more." "But-" she bit her lip, "I need to look presentable. Professional." Her hands smoothed over my shirt in that innocent way that drove me crazy. "You want them to take your wife seriously, don't you?" "Oh sweetheart," I chuckled darkly, "trust me, they'll take you very seriously. Especially when they see how thoroughly claimed you look. Seven floors to go..." "Dev Singh Rajwansh!" She pushed against my chest, trying to look stern. "This is completely unprofessional-" "Says the woman who's currently gripping my shirt like her life depends on it," My fingers tightened slightly in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, smirking as she immediately loosened her fingers. "Five floors left, baby. Want to try scolding me again?" SAB YAHI PE JAAN LOGE KYA?..........