Katha stood frozen. Then he said it. His gun still pointed at him. Quiet. Final. Deadly in its calmness. "Pyar kiya tha tumse kabhi isliye aaj se rhe hain" "Agar kabhi dobara mere raaste mein aayi na..." A pause. His gaze locked on hers. Not warm anymore Not familiar. Completely gone. "...toh Adhrit nahi." Another pause. "Adhrit Singh Ranawat milega tumhe. Aur uske liye tum sirf ek naam hogi-ek yaad jo woh kab ka dafn kar chuka hoga," he said, voice stripped of everything familiar, like the last trace of warmth had been burned out of it. A pause. His eyes stayed on her-steady, unreadable, unrecognizable. "Ek stranger se zyada kuch nahi hogi tum," he continued, each word falling heavier than the last, "aur agar raaste mein aayi mere toh acche se jaanti ho kya anjaam hota hai hamare dushmano ka." The sentence didn't rise in anger. Like a verdict already passed. His hand moved sharply. And before she could even process it- he grabbed the pendant from his neck. The same pendant she had once placed there herself. Hands trembling slightly that day, smiling like she was sealing a promise only love could understand. He looked at it for half a second. Just half. Long enough for something to flicker across his face. Then his grip tightened. And he pulled it off. Katha's breath caught. "No-Adhrit, woh-" He didn't look at her when he spoke. "Tumne diya tha na?" he said flatly. A pause. Then colder- "Tumhara jhooth tumhe muba rakho." Before she could react- he threw it. Not gently. Not carelessly. But like discarding something that had no right to exist anymore.

She is the country's most fearless CBI officer. She is cold, disciplined, brilliant... and proudly misandrist. She is absolutely convinced that trusting a man is the biggest mistake a woman can make. He's the nation's most adored and dangerous politician, wrapped in charm, buried in power, and hiding secrets deep enough to drown a country. She's been assigned one mission to bring him down, expose him and break him. She will cross lines, and set the whole world on fire if that is what it takes to prove what he truly is. But the deeper she walks into his world, the more twisted the truth becomes, and it will not be clear for a very long time who is actually controlling the game or who the real mastermind is. But every moment they stand against each other feels unbearably close to burning together. She is built to uphold the law and he was born to defy it. If either of them slips, it will not be love. It will be the most beautiful kind of destruction... and neither of them will escape untouched. |Book 2 of Brutally Yours | Can be read as stand alone|

Look at me butterfly...Good girl -Now remember this fvcking face of mine ,you should know who owns your nightmares now. .... She wasn't a bride. She was a bargain. 🦋 Titli Sharma-soft, silent, and shattered. A girl who learned too early that screams don't save you... and words only make things worse. Sold by fate. Silenced by pain. Handed over like she never mattered. --- 👑 Achintya Singh Shekhawat- a name that doesn't ask... it commands. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who controls empires with a glance... and people with silence. He didn't want a wife. He didn't believe in love. But when his Dadi chose her- he agreed. Not to love her. Not to understand her. Just to own her. --- 🖤 She doesn't speak. 👑 He doesn't feel. And somewhere between his control... and her silence- something dangerous begins to grow. --- He calls her Butterfly... like she's fragile. breakable. his. But even he doesn't realize- ✨ some butterflies don't die in cages... 🦋 they wait for the right moment to fly. --- ⚠️ A story of control, silence, obsession, and a love that was never meant to exist. Because in a world where he owns everything... 🦋 she becomes the one thing he'll never set free.

[A MARRIAGE IN TROUBLE ROMANCE] [ON HOLD] Previously known as- DAYAREE Dheer Raiyanni was now a billionaire, but was he always? Dheer built his empire from the scratch when he has no one but the girl he loved and the money he lent from her father, chewing his pride. Money changes man But, can money change love? Vanika waits in silence, in love and at home that no longer feels like theirs. She watches him build skyscrapers while their marriage crumbles floor by floor. Dheer, still shackled by his old insecurities and buried pride, doesn't see the boundaries he keeps establishing in their once cherished relationship. Can two people who gave each other their everything, find their way back, before the boundaries trap them amidst its hold?

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬... "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧." She loved him when she was too young to understand what love meant. He rejected her when he was too guarded to feel anything at all. On her eighteenth birthday, she confessed her heart to the man she had loved for years-her brother's best friend. His rejection was cold. Precise. Unforgettable. "You're not the girl I desire." Five years later, fate brings them face to face again-not as a girl with a foolish crush, but as a woman ready for marriage... to someone else. This time, he doesn't return to reject her. He returns to marry her. She no longer asks for his love. She no longer waits to be chosen. Yet his sudden yes feels more dangerous than his past rejection ever did. Once, she begged him to see her. Now he claims her without love. And she fears that becoming his wife will hurt far more than the day he told her she was not the girl he desired.

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

# BOOK1 -------EVEN IF IT HURTS---------- Sarah Just like her name doesn't have surname she doesn't have anyone in in her life She was a kind soul who got overlooked many times that now she doesn't want to be seen anymore Because every unfair thing she has suffered from in her life Now she She builds a fortress around her heart and pours every piece of her into a single purpose: success. Years later, she's made it. Dream college. Dream job. Money, power, independence. Everything... except peace. EXCEPT LOVE ..... And has buried a deep secret which no one knows but her the only thing which can destroy her if revealed Kabir raizada A man know for the best but He never believed in forever - not in people, not in love. Too many masks, too many lies, too many exits without goodbye.But then he saw her. A girl with tired eyes and armor made of silence. And for the first time, he didn't want to run. He just wanted to be the reason she believed again. Even if she never says she loves him back. But what will happen when he get to know that what he never supposed to know

I thought I would never do what my sister did to my parents. But the moment I entered his house, I felt my promises breaking. Growing up, we were preached not to do three things at any cost. 1. Have a relationship with boys. 2. Love Marriage. 3. Marriage out of caste. And my elder sister ended up doing all three things. She fell in love with a Billionaire's youngest son, married him in court and left us alone. But, after one year, she finally remembered me as her third trimester began, and she couldn't trust anyone in the family. My mother's heart melted with the news of the baby, and she ordered me to go to my sister's home and help her. Little did I know that the man I once rejected would turn out to be the eldest son of the Billionaire. And, these 89 days would turn my world upside down-my beliefs would be tested, my patience would break, my promises would shatter and my virg... Uhm! And, at the end of those days, I would be standing on the crossroads to whose heart to break-my parents' already broken heart or his heart again. @2025 Copyright. Mature Content!!

Rudra was my love and so was I for him until I came to know that everything was just a game. Emotions and blood have that sacred bond that the thickness of blood matters on the emotions running through the nerves. Mine was the love, eternal love, and his was the revenge, deadly revenge. That two months were the most blissful of mine when I felt his love pouring over every bit of me. I was wet in the ocean of his love to the core that it did not take me to think twice to submit all of myself to him. To the extent that the title of the Princess, daughter of King Rajvardhan and Queen Abhishree, and pride of Mahabalesgarh did not matter to me. I gave all of me to him on that particular night. His love made me submit to the extent that I forgot that doing this before marriage would be considered a sin. The night was long, happening, and tiring, and I realized that by my state in the morning. The naked self, broken bangles, and a messed up bed. And, I was not alone to witness it. The whole Empire knew what happened between me and Rudra. My family shook to the core and I was broken to know that he left me just with a letter. "A scar your family gave to me and a scar I gave to your family" And, I was shattered to know that everything was just a plot for revenge. My tears did not stop for weeks. I could not believe how could I do that. How could I go deeper into him that I did not think about my family, their reputation, and pride? He ruined me, my life, and my family. The woman was considered to be the delicate flower of the family's pride and he burnt it by just plucking it. But, this was not to be done. Not with me, not with anyone and I made up my mind to extend the invitation of my ceremony to choose a suitor for marriage to his King, his Uncle, a eighty years old man searching for a young bride to produce heirs. And, to him to taste his food. The Revenge. Which burns Rudra for her now. Copyright@2023 Mature Theme!