​"We built empires from blood, sweat, and silence. But we forgot how to build a home."

Hello, everyone! This is my very first book, and I couldn't be more excited to share it with you. Over the years, I have read more than 200 stories on Wattpad

I am telling you in advance that there will be more focus on Adira and Aryaveer. " Two souls bound by blood, four hearts destined for a storm. " In the golden sands of Rajasthan, the Rajvansh name carries the weight of a thousand years. But as the new generation takes the throne, the legacy is no longer just about power-it's about a love that defies rules. Aryaveer Singh Rajvansh & Adira Mehta Aryaveer is the definition of cold stone and silent prayers. A staunch devotee of Mahadev, he rules the Rajvansh empire with an iron fist and a frozen heart. He doesn't believe in love-only in duty. Enter Adira Mehta. A bubbly, talkative Gujarati girl who carries the sweetness of Dwarka in her heart and the mischief of Lord Krishna in her eyes. When she arrives at the palace to restore its ancient walls, she doesn't just fix the stones; she shatters the Future King's peace. Tropes : Grumpy x Sunshine Royal x Commoner Opposites Attract Forced Proximity. Ishaan Malhotra & Anshika Rajvansh Anshika is the jewel of the Rajvansh family-sheltered, innocent, and deeply loved. To the world, she is a delicate princess, but to Ishaan, she is his entire world. Ishaan, the charming and fiercely loyal protector, has grown up in forever. Will the King bow down to his Queen's smile? And will the Princess choose her heart over her crown? Dive into the saga of the Younger Clan.

The Jindal siblings - One root. Many branches. A thousand broken rules. Oldest brother- CEO of the house- parenting his siblings with an iron fist. Middle one- Often forgotten in the chaos. Torn between wanting to be perfect like his brother and to be able create chaos like their baby sister. Youngest- Only girl. Her ducked head in front of her brother, her wildness in front of the world. Dive in to read about the Jindals.

"Khoon rishtey nibhaana bhool sakta hai, par taqdeer apna haq maang hi leti hai..." They are Udaipur's crowned kings-the six Rajvanshi brothers. Billionaires by name. Mafia by power. Ruthless. Cold-blooded. Merciless. And above all-untouchable. Built on blood and fire, their empire stands unshaken... until a storm they never saw coming rises in silence. Her name is Reet. The lost sister. The forgotten heir. Stolen from the palace before she could even speak her truth. Raised far away from the world of silk sarees and bloodstained thrones, Reet returns with no memory of who she truly is. But her soul remembers. And so does fate. As past sins unravel and hidden truths rise, Reet must face the brothers whose hearts are made of stone... and whose hands are stained with secrets. Will they protect her-or destroy her? ✨ A royal-mafia saga of blood, betrayal, and bonds that even time could not break. Book 1 in "Ashes & Anklets Series" Standalone (Chapters are edited by AI, not written. I already mentioned it. Do not say I didn't. Proceed only if you are okay with this. Needs editing here and there)

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

"Khoon ke badle khoon. Behen ke badle behen." Aditya Deewan is a man torn by grief and consumed by vengeance. His sister is dead and he knows exactly who's to blame, Daksh Birla, her powerful, political husband. But Aditya doesn't want justice.He wants ruin. And the perfect way to deliver it? Meher Birla, Daksh's beloved younger sister. The same Meher who once held Aditya's heart. The same girl he buried along with his emotions years ago. Now, he drags her back into his life. Not out of love, but for vengeance. He'll marry her. Ruin her-until her brother feels every shred of pain Aditya bleeds with. But there's one thing Aditya forgot... Love may be buried. But it never dies. And hate? It only brings it back with sharper edges. 𝐴𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑦𝑎 𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑤𝑎𝑛 𝑋 𝑀𝑒ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑎

"If loving you is wrong, I don't wanna be right." - Toxicilations 11:19 09/30/2021 - 10/10/2021 *old plssss don't read*

" I will fuck you whenever and however I want to, and you will take it like a good wife you are." Trigger Warning- Abuse, Violence, Blood, Gore, Rape, Substance Abuse, Miscarriage. Proceed with caution or don't.