They used her. Branded her. Sent her back when they were done. Darya has lived her life in silence, a ghost in her own body. Passed from one cruel hand to the next. She's learned not to ask questions. Not to beg. Not to hope. So when a kind man appears, she doesn't feel rescued. She feels tricked. She doesn't understand him. Doesn't trust him. Doesn't understand why he's here now, after everything. Maybe he's just another man who wants something. Maybe he'll use her and leave like the rest. And she fears that this time she won't survive it. • This book includes sensitive themes of trauma involving a minor and may be difficult for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. • • All rights reserved. This book is copyrighted by the author and may not be used, reproduced, or distributed without explicit permission. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution of any part of this book is prohibited and may lead to legal consequences. •

BOOK 1 Of RATHORE SERIES He was the nightmare everyone feared. She became the only thing he couldn't survive without. He survived bullets, bloodshed, and betrayal. But he was never prepared for kindness. ✧ TROPES ✧ Obsessive Mafia Hero Psychologist × Mafia King Touch Her And Die Possessive Male Lead Dark Romance Trauma & Healing Emotional Dependency Morally Grey Hero Protective Obsession Beauty and the Beast Vibes Hurt/Comfort He Falls First and Harder

❝𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌... 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆.❞ ════⋆⋅☆⋅⋆════ "Y-you have... n-no right!" I choke out, my voice shaking. "Once my husband finds me-he will kill you! He'll find a way-" "Your husband?" His voice is so low, so calm, like he's enjoying this. "He won't come for you. You know why?" I freeze. My lips part, but no words come. He leans down, bending himself over me. He reaches up, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "Because he gave you to me," he says, his voice soft and dangerous. The world tilts. My lungs seize. My heart stops. I can't breathe. "W-What...?" I back away instinctively, but there's nowhere to go. "N-no," I whisper, the words broken. "N-no, that's not true... R-Ranveer wouldn't..." His eyes darken, glinting with dark satisfaction. "He gave you to me, Aadhya," he repeats slowly, savoring each word. "Every. Single. Inch. Of. You." ════⋆⋅☆⋅⋆════ 𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒏. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏-𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔-𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅. And I... I have no idea who will claim me first. 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒓, my ruthless husband, who never crosses his line. 𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒅𝒆𝒏, my obsessed stalker, who has none. A life shattered before it even began. Will I survive Ranveer's darkness? Will I escape Zayden's obsession? And when fear and desire collide... who do I truly belong to? ════⋆⋅☆⋅⋆════ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ. ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ. ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ. ᴋɪᴅɴᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ. ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʀɪᴀɴɢʟᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ.

A girl who believed in the divinity of the heavens. A man who dragged her into the depths of his own hell. Aadhya expected a man like her Mahadev ~a protector who would offer her the peace of the mountains and a love that felt like a prayer. She dreamed of a soulmate who would walk beside her in the light, shielding her with divinity. Instead, the universe gave her a storm. She was a vision of purity in ivory silk until he turned her world into a graveyard. She believed she could outrun the shadow of a man who moves with the grace of a predator and rules with a heart of iron. She thought if she ran far enough, she could find a life where he didn't exist. She was wrong. Ram is a monster to the world, but a slave to his own dark devotion. He doesn't ask for her love; he demands her soul. He is the man who would slaughter a thousand enemies just to keep her heart beating against his own. To him, she isn't just a woman, she is his religion, his sin, and his only path to heaven. Now, trapped in a cage of gold and marked by his own blood, Aadhya faces a terrifying betrayal: Her own heart. "Is this your love? This Butchery?" she choked out, her fingers curling into his gore-stained shirt. "You aren't a protector. You're a monster who found an excuse. I hate you for making me love a killer!" He didn't flinch. He only pulled her closer, his obsidian eyes burning with a hollow, terrifying possessiveness. "Scream your hate into my mouth, while I'm deep inside you, JAAN. Because tonight, the Killer is the only one, who will stay on his knees, just to taste your surrender" In a house built on ancient sins, she must decide: will she fight the man who destroyed her world, or will she surrender to the shadows that promise to keep her safe? Step into the Darkness with me... [A Dark Romance Book ~ Strictly 18+]

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

Harman's world is small, just him and his little daughter Purvi. Being a single father isn't easy, but Purvi's giggles, stubbornness, and tiny hugs make every struggle worth it. She is his whole universe... his reason to smile after every exhausting day. Their life is simple, chaotic, and full of adorable father-daughter moments... until Anchal enters their lives. Anchal, a girl from Bihar, comes to the city looking for a fresh start. Carrying insecurities about her weight and constantly doubting herself, she rents a room in Harman's house as a paying guest. What she doesn't expect... is a tiny tornado named Purvi. Within days, Purvi claims Anchal as her person....dragging her into bedtime stories, snack time, and kindergarten dramas. Soon the quiet house is filled with laughter, playful arguments, and Purvi's daily complaints about her class rival Rihan. As days pass, the line between tenant and family slowly fades. Harman begins to notice how the house feels warmer when Anchal is around. Purvi has already made up her mind... But Anchal still believes she is only temporary in their lives. Between adorable childhood rivalries, heartfelt moments, and unexpected laughter, this story is about love finding its way into the most unexpected home. A heartwarming romance-comedy filled with cute chaos, healing hearts, and one little girl who might just be the best matchmaker of all. #indian 1 #romance 2 #singlefather 3 #singleparent 3 #1 indian #5 India #3 romcom #4 Romance #romance 4

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

❝𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝❞ On 19/20/21 may 2025 top #3 in India ♧♣︎♣︎♣︎♧ He wears charm like a mask... A careless playboy the world so easily believes in. Everyone hates him judging him by the few chapters of his life he chooses to show... Never realizing they are not the beginning, just a carefully crafted middle. Because behind those effortless smiles lies a man drowning in secrets he has never dared to speak aloud. She is a widow... a mother... a survivor. A woman shaped by loss, with a past so dark even her silence feels heavy with it. When their worlds collide, something unspoken lingers between them. They see it. They feel it. They know it. And yet... they pretend. Like strangers tied together by something neither of them is ready to name. Because the truth is not unknown. It is simply... too dangerous to accept. And if it ever comes to light... It won't just break them it might destroy them completely. ☆☆★★★☆☆ Warning: This work is a creative piece and protected by copyright. Unauthorized use or reproduction is strictly prohibited. Contains mature themes, dark emotions, and potentially triggering content. Reader discretion is advised. ∘°∘♡∘°∘

† 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟏† 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - is a 30 year old businessman who is considered one of the richest businessman in the whole world but no one knows that he is a leader of mafia world . There is no illegal business in which he is not involved. He is in a relationship with a girl named Riya Chaudhary since last 5 years but there is no physical connection between them. He hates physical connection. 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍-𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 - is a 22 year old sweet girl with green eyes like a lake and innocence clearly visible on her face and her long, thick hair looks like the night sky. She was like a magical fairy descended from heaven. Her husband's name is Yuvraaj khanna . Her father got her married to his best friend's son when she was 20 years old. She loves her husband a lot but she and her father doesn't know how whore of husband yuvraaj is. But why did fate play such a game with Emir and Shreya that their paths crossed or should we say someone else played this game? 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑 & 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀 - 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎D "Aap esa kyu kar rahe hai mere sath apki zindagi me to woh hai na jisse aap pyaar karta hai"she said tears continuously flowing from her eyes. "Tumne sahi kaha koi hai par zyada der nahi or rahi baat pyaar ki to woh me kisi se nahi karta"he said while wiping her tears . "par me already shadi shuda hu" she said "That doesn't matter to me you will marry me otherwise I will destroy your father and not so precious husband " he said in a very calm

She thought every marriage ended in pain. After losing her parents and surviving an abusive marriage, Vedika had stopped believing in love, family, and happiness. Broken by her past and haunted by scars no one could see, she enters another marriage only because fate leaves her no choice. Ishaan Shekhawat is cold, possessive, and dangerously protective - a man who has already been betrayed once. A single father to a little girl named Advika, he has no interest in love anymore. But everything changes the day his daughter innocently asks Vedika- "Aap... mumma ho na?" ("You are my mumma right?") What begins as a forced relationship slowly turns into something neither of them expected. Late-night comfort. Jealous glances. Stolen kisses. Healing wounds. Family chaos. And a love so deep it feels like home. But can a woman terrified of love truly trust again? And can a man who buried his heart learn to love without fear? A heartbreaking yet heartwarming story about healing, family, motherhood, jealousy, and finding love after surviving pain. ✨ Tropes: • Arranged Marriage • Single Dad Romance • Broken Heroine • Possessive Husband • Healing Love • Slow Burn • Family Drama • Cute Kids • Emotional Romance • Second Chance at Life