He was the selenophine, she was the moon. Akshara Choudhary A tiny, wide-eyed 21-year-old girl, 5'4" tall and in her 3rd year of medical school, in white cotton, anklets tinkling like wind chimes. Orphaned at two, she knows her parents only from one faded photo. Her aunt's slaps leave red prints on her cheeks, yet Akshara smiles softly, murmurs "Kanha ji knows", and folds every hurt into quiet prayers. Simple plaits, small silver studs, and a heart that trusts karma completely-she endures hunger, chores, and cruelty with the innocence of a child who believes every tear is counted in heaven. Siddarth Sherawat He towers 6'4", 29, CEO of Sherawat Industries, a blade of muscle and midnight fury. Obsidian eyes freeze souls; arrogance crowns a heart shattered when his wife traded their newborn for richer blood. Love is poison, marriage a grave. Only Aditya-two years old, tear-streaked, craving a mother's ghost-melts the devil's ice. He'd burn worlds for that boy's smile, yet every bedtime fails to fill the void. Cross him and bleed. Love him and face claws guarding a broken storm.

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

🦋SEQUEL OF MALHOTRA'S BRIDES 🦋 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 the malhotra's known for their sharp mind in the business as well as dark world . country feared from their family members because they are ruthless and merciless when it comes to their work the first heir ADARSH MALHOTRA lawyer and also a mafia..... second heir MAHIR MALHOTRA business face of india.... third heir AKSATH MALHOTRA nobody knows where he is.... the malhotra's hates the concept of marriage until their girls arrived.... verma sisters.. .. HARSHITA ADARSH MALHOTRA writer calm but scary at the same time. .. ISHITA MAHIR MALHOTRA fashion designer. scary and cold towards everyone except her close one. .. ADRIKA VERMA gynaecologist innocent and childish girl .. how they will continue their marriage.... hate or love..... will they love their wives or hate them to their core ... malhotra family happy from outside but only they know how they are living.....

'Why-y d-id yo-u kid-napped me wh-at did i do to y-ou' : : : 'Do you think i kidnapped you? No baby i didn't kidnap you ,i just take what's mine. You belong to me baby girl.' : : : i-i cheated o-on m-my sister's with hi-s boyfriend,but i didn't. Did-n't i?, he wa-s the one that cheat-ed, i will te-ll this to my sis-ter but what will i say to h-er that he cheated... Hi reader's, English is not my first language so if you see any grammar mistakes just ignore it.The book your going to read is of jungkook and y/n. In which jungkook is yander, and y/n is just an ordinary college girl. Jungkook is your sister's husband but he sexually hisse you. And for more story go and read it . Thank you Your A/n. Started on 6 October 2021 Ended on ///////

Warning ⚠️ A very dark romance Sadist masochist Older man Many male lead Love triangle Virgin Big Age gap Light BDSM Step-daughter X step-dad Daddy issue Controlling! Taboo Abandonment issue Attachment issue Freaky Immature FL Celina Valentina had everything money could buy-designer clothes, private tutors, an army of servants-yet behind her manicured smile was a girl twisted by privilege and neglect. She was spoiled rotten but lonely. To the public, Alexandrovich was the epitome of refinement-a billionaire tycoon with a golden tongue and a genius for empire-building. But behind closed doors, he ruled a darker kingdom. The truth? He was one of the most feared figures in the Russian underworld. A kingpin cloaked in Savile Row suits, trafficking in blood, weapons, and secrets. If there was money in it, he had a hand in it. And he didn't hesitate to kill. No big money is clean Celina's mother, Emma, had learned that too late. After three years of walking on glass, she fled in the night-terrified after Alexandrovich discovered her lies. She abandoned her daughter to save her life. Now she is 19 and alone in the labyrinth of his mansion, Celina lives under the iron grip of her stepfather's rules. Yet as the years pass, fear gives way to fascination. She watches him from the shadows-his power, his control, the way the world bends around him. And something dangerous stirs inside her a desire she hade for him. What happens when the devil becomes the only man you crave? THE STORY HAS MANY PLOT TWISTS SOOOO DONT BE TOO SURPRISED!!!! Guys, I'm still editing it!!

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"THE RAJVANSHI'S" ~ An unfading love saga An Indian story of three billionaire brothers of India.. The "Rajvanshi's" the most renowned family. The name itself makes the people shiver. Nobody dares to mess with them. But what about the mess they have in their lives? Three brothers, three personalities, three love stories , three brides.. Six people, three couples and definitely a multicouple book. Tune in to the journey of "THE RAJVANSHI'S" ~ An unfading love saga Trending:- #2 cold husband {3/09/23} #1 cold husband {4/09/23} #5 romcom{10/09/23} #1 romcom{11/09/23} #4 romcom {12/09/23} #6 romcom{13/09/23} #3 cute{24/10/23} #5 cute {25/10/23} #7 Wattpad romance{24/11/23} #4 Wattpad romance {24/02/24} #1 Delhi {09/09/24} #4 brides {15/01/25} #1 Delhi {1/05/25} #1 Cold {03/10/25} #4 cliches {14/02/26} #1 Cliches {23/04/26} STARTED:-18/8/2023 ENDED:- 20/6/2024

Complicated. That's the only word powerful enough to describe the legendary Rathore Royal Family of Marwar-where crowns are heavy, hearts are heavier, and love is the most dangerous battlefield of all. Three brothers. Three marriages. And a web of emotions that threatens to destroy the very empire they rule. Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore-the ruthless king, the cold-hearted CEO, the man who rules an empire but guards his heart behind unbreakable walls. Two years into marriage, he remains untouched by love, leaving his queen Aadiya of Mewar-the proud eldest daughter-in-law-fighting a lonely battle for a place in her husband's frozen heart. Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore-the loyal second son, bound by duty and gratitude to his elder brother. Married to Naina, a woman who once believed her destiny was tied to the wrong brother. Trapped between marriage vows and forbidden feelings, Naina's heart harbors a love she was never meant to have. And then there is Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore-the youngest prince, reckless, protected, and unapologetically rebellious. When duty demanded a royal bride, he chose love instead-marrying Samaira, a servant's daughter, shaking the very foundation of Rathore royalty and igniting whispers, rebellion, and scandal across kingdoms. In a world where power outweighs emotions, where love is forbidden, and loyalty is tested at every turn- how long before hearts rebel against crowns? Welcome to the Rathores- where every relationship is a war, every marriage hides a secret, and love may just be the downfall of royalty itself.

" Leave me. " She whimpered in pain feeling his hard grip on her wrist and in result he tighten his hold more . He opened the door of his bedroom and her whole body shivered. " Ahh. " She moaned in pain as soon as he threw her on the bed making her body bounce. " Please don't hurt me. " She whispered and startes to drag herself back in fear seeing him. " I told you to not disobey me. " He snarled taking off his wrist watch. " I want to go home... Please let me go. " She whispered in fear. " this is your home!. " He shout and in response she immediately closed her eyes. " No this isn't my house!. " She shout in frustration and next she was laying under him. " Then let me remind you where is your house, who is your owner, ME!... I AM YOUR OWNER!. " He shout and smashed his lips. -------- Possession