Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. When a single person was enough to make the world feel... whole. But that was before betrayal. Before the woman he trusted chose to break him instead. Love didn't make him ruthless. Betrayal did. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister whose decisions shaped lives, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. Too quiet. Too distant. Too aware. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.)

It is not a standalone. This is the continuation part two of my book The Malhotras so if you are my new reader please read the first part for the better understanding of the characters, plots and storyline.

𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛; 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴; 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 romance, angst, drama ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "We're running out of time," Aera murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as they strolled side by side along the deck, fingers loosely intertwined. Heeseung sighed, his thumb brushing over her hand. "Yeah... we wasted so much time being idiots and arguing over nothing." Aera leaned her head against his shoulder, her steps slowing. "I wish tonight didn't have to end like this. I'm not ready to let go." Heeseung paused, letting go of her hand and turning to face her. "Aera... I'm sorry, but look," he said, glancing toward the horizon where the first light of dawn was breaking. "Tomorrow's already here. Dragging this out is only gonna hurt more." She opened her mouth to respond, but the words stuck in her throat. Heeseung's expression softened as he gave her one last lingering look before walking away, leaving her rooted in place on the empty deck. Aera's heart clenched as she watched him disappear, the weight of unspoken feelings hanging heavy in the air, the night slipping away just like the moments they let pass between them. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ lee heeseung x oc idol heeseung x oc enemies to lovers, friends with benefits longer summary inside @enhaheart ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

A woman who married her cousin, a woman who tried fulfilling all the responsibilities of being an ideal wife and an ideal daughter in-law but failed to fulfill the dream of her husband becoming a father. Life is not a fairytale where you could have everything but the woman lost her everything with her husband's second marriage. Is this the end of the woman's happiness or does she still have a chance of happiness??

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

Aria was never loved-only tolerated. A gifted writer reduced to a pretty presence in her own home, she lived in the shadows of a favored sister and the quiet cruelty of a brother who despised her. Her parents buried her dreams, her words locked away in notebooks no one ever read. Smiling in public, breaking in silence-until one tragic night ended her life. Or so she believed. Aria wakes up the next morning in a sleek, high-tech office... alive. Same face. Different aura. A body that looks like hers, but belongs to a powerful world she has never known. Reborn into a life of influence, money, and secrets, Aria is suddenly no longer invisible-and this time, she refuses to stay silent. Enter Reyansh Raichand. A 27-year-old genius heart surgeon, emotionally distant, painfully disciplined, and famously untouchable. Publicly, he's a medical prodigy. Secretly, he's the owner of Relive Hospital, one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Reyansh never wanted to be a doctor-his dreams were chosen for him by parents who were too busy to notice the child they were raising. Success gave him everything... except warmth. Two unfinished dreams. One unexpected collision. What begins as sharp banter, accidental meetings, and chaotic misunderstandings soon turns into something neither of them planned-comfort, laughter, healing, and a love that feels terrifyingly new. With no past lovers, no emotional baggage between them, they become each other's first-first love, first trust, first home. This is a light-hearted comedy romance filled with witty moments, slow-burn chemistry, hidden identities, and emotional healing-where the past stays in the past, families remain off-stage, and choosing yourself is the real happily ever after. Because sometimes, the heart needs a new life to learn how to beat again.

𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝖝 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐦~ "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝐇𝐞𝐫~ "𝐈.. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭..... " When an arranged marriage brings these two together, how will the neglected girl cope with life alongside the man who rules all he sees??? What happens when the ruthless king becomes obsessed with someone who never learned to ask for anything at all?? She offers softness to a man who knows only strength. He gives protection to a woman who never realized she needed it... His eyes soften only for her. Her heart beats only for him... Together, they discover that some wounds heal best in the hands of another.. Will the king who takes everything he wants finally learn to give??? Will the woman who expects nothing finally learn to receive?? Start: 06 July 2024 End: 20 March 2025

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧; 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 romance, drama, comedy ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "I mean, it's not like we would work out anyway," Jungwon said nervously, his voice trembling as he fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, desperately trying to ease the tension hanging between them. "Uh, yeah, no, yeah, you're right," she replied, her words tumbling out awkwardly as she forced a smile, trying to mask the sting of rejection that gnawed at her. "Never in a million years." A heavy silence settled over them, the weight of unspoken feelings pressing down like a thick fog. "Let's, uh... just pretend that never happened," Jungwon suggested, his voice barely above a whisper, as if saying it any louder might break them both. "Yeah," she murmured, her eyes fixed on the floor, refusing to meet his gaze. The smile she had forced was long gone, replaced by a tight-lipped expression that barely concealed her hurt. Jia swallowed hard, the lump in her throat making it difficult to speak. "I'm gonna head down. I'll see you later," she added, her voice wavering as she turned away, each step feeling heavier than the last as she left the room, the hurt she had tried to hide now simmering just beneath the surface. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ yang jungwon x oc bestfreinds to lovers longer summary inside highest ranks: #7 in jungwon @enhaheart ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

[Sim jaeyun Fanfiction] ENHYPEN He laughed "you're not hopeless" he gestured something with his hands trying to find the right words just like you did a minute ago "you just, take your time...?" He wanted to cheer you up with a smile but you shook your head. "How do you do it Jake?" "Do what?" "Kiss people, and- and have sex? I just don't know how to do it, as long as I am not a professional I cannot make a move on him" you closed your eyes "I would just embarrass myself" He shrugged "I guess it comes naturally with practice" You opened your eyes again looking up at him "well than there is no way in hell I will ever end up with him, how am I supposed to practice?" He smirked when an idea came to his mind.

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐀 × 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐀 "𝐘𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢 𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐢𝐬𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐪𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐚 𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐢 𝐥àà𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢 𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐢." The storm forced her to bring a wounded stranger into her house to save his life. She cleaned his blood, gave him shelter, and stayed awake while he lay unconscious. By morning, the village had already decided what the night meant. They dragged her into the square, accused her of dishonor, and refused to hear the truth. Mercy became shame. Kindness became sin. Then they gave the stranger a choice in front of everyone. He never meant to stay. She never meant to be tied to him. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆?