TOP 3 = 25 APRIL 2026 Top 2 - 23 may 26 Top 5 - 24 may 26 Top1- 25may 26 Top 3 27 may Top9- 29 may In a world of grandeur, secrets, and legacy... destiny doesn't ask-it commands. Aaradhana, a quiet yet fierce girl with a haunting past, never imagined her life would collide with royalty. But when fate pushes her into the powerful Rajput Rathore dynasty, it isn't love that brings her there... It's replacement. The alliance was meant for Tanisha. Aaradhana was never the chosen bride-only the forced one. She wasn't the bride they wanted. She was the bride they needed. But royal decisions come with a price... and she is the one who has to pay it. Bound in a marriage of obligation, Aaradhana finds herself trapped between rigid traditions, hidden truths, and a husband-Yugveer Singh Rathore-who never wanted a wife to begin with. Cold. Distant. Unreadable. Yet beneath the silence... lies a storm neither of them is ready to face. Because sometimes, the heart that feels nothing... ends up needing the one it never chose. Can a girl meant to be forgotten become unforgettable? Can a marriage built on compulsion turn into something real? When power, pride, and passion collide... one woman will rewrite her destiny. She wasn't the first choice. She is The Royal Replacement. 👑🔥 (Completed)

This is the story of Pransh Rana and Pankhuri Grover. Pransh Rana - for whom marriage is nothing more than a compromise, and Pankhuri Grover - for whom marriage is the biggest dream of her life. Their story begins on the night of their wedding, where Pankhuri waits for Pransh the entire night... but he never comes. And when morning finally arrives, so does Pransh - but only to shatter Pankhuri's dreams with a harsh reality. What was the truth that broke Pankhuri completely? What will she do now? Will she be able to survive this marriage, or will their relationship end before it even begins?

She's a doctor. He's a Minister. The world calls him powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. But eight years ago... he was just a boy who kissed her. One night. One secret. One goodbye. Now destiny drags them back together. What happens when love, power, and obsession collide? Will she choose pride... or surrender to the man who never forgot her?

He ruled kingdoms, but she ruled him. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... He was born to rule. She was born to feel. And somehow... their worlds collided. Arav Singh Rathore - heir of the oldest royal family in Rajasthan. Rich, composed, untouchable - a man everyone feared to love and loved to fear. But behind the crown, behind the cold eyes and tailored suits, lives a man who's forgotten how to be human. Until Meera Sharma walks into his palace. A shy, emotional girl with a soft heart, teary eyes, and a smile that could bring life to the deadest walls. She's clumsy, she cries too easily, and she talks to flowers like they're friends - but somehow, she becomes the only thing the royal heir can't control. She was never meant to belong to his world. But he- he was ready to burn the world for her. 💍 He had power, money, and a crown... but she was his only weakness.

𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆...𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂. __________________________________________ |● 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐍𝐈×𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐌 In a world where power whispers louder than screams & silence kills, where the walls have the stories that are meant to be hidden, where some vows are made in blood. Some in shadows, he sat on the throne. The throne born of ruin. And she-unseen, unheard, unwanted-was the only one who ever looked him in the eye... and didn't look away. She didn't belong to him. But she wasn't hers anymore either. He wanted to drag her into his world, ruin her with his silence, mark her where no one else could see. And yet, he stood there-cold, controlled, burning. Because the ache wasn't the worst part. The fact that he liked it was. Two unseen souls. One forced bond. And a storm no one saw coming. #2nd book in "His Bride" Series. ●Started on 3rd October. ROY♡

She's the curvy fashion designer who refuses to shrink. He's the cold, gym-obsessed CEO who swore love was a waste of time. Vivan Singh Rathore - 30, ruthless billionaire, believes emotions are liabilities. One betrayal five years ago turned him into ice. Marriage? Never. Love? Impossible. Priya Roy - 27, bold, beautiful, unapologetically curvy. Rejected for her body more times than she can count, she stopped believing in love too. All she wants is to design clothes that make women feel powerful - starting with herself. When their families force an arranged marriage to merge empires, sparks fly - the hateful kind. He calls her designs "garish." She calls him "arrogant robot." One harsh rejection in a boutique turns into forced proximity, shared penthouse nights, stolen glances, and tension so thick it could cut silk. From enemies who can't stand each other... to reluctant housemates who can't keep their hands off... to a husband who kneels every morning with breakfast just to earn her forgiveness... This is not just a marriage of convenience. This is a slow-burn war of hearts, body-positivity revolution, possessive CEO grovel, explosive chemistry, and a love that chooses every single day - even when it hurts. He once said: "Love is a distraction." She proved him wrong - curve by curve, kiss by kiss, forever by forever. 🔥 Arranged Marriage 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🔥 Grumpy × Sunshine 🔥 Body Positive FMC 🔥 Possessive CEO (touch her & die) 🔥 Steamy 18+ scenes 🔥 Grovel & Redemption 🔥 Desi Wedding Drama 🔥 Happily Ever After (with babies & family)

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 She wants freedom, he craves control - but when their families force them into marriage, their union becomes a dangerous game of power, passion, and betrayal. ... Emilia, a mixture of Enzo and Elianna. She isn't afraid of anyone and is a headstrong force to be reckoned with. For most of her life, Emilia had only had two goals in mind: attaining her degree and finding her forever. Santo, a mixture of darkness and cruelty. He loves to be in control and is known for being the heartless leader who killed his people. For most of his life, Santo had only one goal in mind: kill anyone who gets in his way. ... A marriage between these two will result in a disaster. What will happen when the fathers of these two strike up a deal that will benefit both mafias? Will Santo stop Emilia from achieving those two goals she has in mind or will she stop him first? ・‥...━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━...‥・ A STAND-ALONE! *SLOWBURN* *MATURE* This book contains sex scenes, some inappropriate language, physical and verbal abuse which may be triggering for some readers. Please read at one's own risk as a trigger warning will not be designated at each chapter. THANK YOU FOR THESE TOP RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in enemies #1 in mafia #1 in mafiaprincess #1 in Italianmafia #1 in hate #1 in rivals #1 in slow burn #1 in lovers #1 in agegap #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in forecedmarriage #1 in sunshinexgrumpy #1 in mafiaromance #1 in darkromance All Rights Reserved

AARAV YADUVANSHI is the eldest son of one of Asia's most powerful business families. Feared and respected, he's calm on the surface but holds immense power within. Known for his sharp focus and hard work, he's unstoppable. ARADHYA BANSAL, a shy and innocent girl from a wealthy but traditional family, has lived a sheltered life. She always obeys her parents and knows little about the world outside her home. What happens when Aarav, a man who never cared for love, becomes obsessed with Aradhya? When her innocence turns into his deepest craving? And when their worlds collide in a way neither of them could have imagined?

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍

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?..........