"Don't touch me... please, don't!" Dua screamed, trembling. "Shh... it's me... it's me... Baacha," Reyansh's voice was calm, steady, wrapping around her like a lifeline. Tears streamed down her face. "He... he will... he'll hurt me too... he bought me and my sister..." she sobbed, clinging to him in desperation. "Shh... I'm so sorry for your loss. No one will hurt you... not ever," Reyansh whispered, holding her close. Her body went limp, collapsing into his arms. "Baacha... open your eyes... talk to me..." he pleaded, heart aching. But she remained silent... unresponsive... leaving him holding her fragile form, the weight of her pain crushing his soul. ✨© Kaashi WRTS | 20 September 2025 | All Rights Reserved✨ ✓ Mafia × Innocent ✓ Talkative Female × Quiet/Listening Male ✓ Professor × Hacker ✓ Billionaire × Middle Class ✓ Sweet × Grumpy ✓ Possessive × Caring ✓ Protector × Vulnerable ✓ Silent Hero × Emotional Heroine ✓ Secret Identity × Curious Heroine ✓ Revenge × Redemption ✓ Dark Past × Healing Love 2025-9-20 started (⁠人⁠*⁠'K｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

🐚 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟎𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 [Coming soon]

🌙 #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟎𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 And before he could walk away, she wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, her cheek pressed to his back. "You think I'm afraid of you. I'm not." He went still, his entire body tense. "Vaidehi," he said hoarsely. "Let go." She only held tighter. "No." "Let go!" His voice broke, deeper, more desperate. "Don't make me hurt you." "You won't," she whispered, her voice trembling yet sure. He exhaled sharply and turned, breaking free from her arms. His hands found her thorat, holding her still but not hurting her. His eyes burned into hers - full of fury, fear, and something far more dangerous. "Hum aapko barbaad kar denge," he hissed, voice low and shaking. "Aap dur rahiye humse, Vaidehi. I'm not the man you think I am. I destroy everything I touch." Tears spilled down her cheeks, but she met his gaze without flinching. "Then destroy me," she said quietly. "But stop running." 🌙 Vaidehi's world turns upside down when her family's business begins to collapse. In a desperate attempt to save their company, her father, Virendra Bansal, accepts a deal from the powerful Suryavanshi family - a merger sealed not only with signatures, but with marriage. Rudra Suryavanshi, the cold and ruthless heir, is forced to marry Vaidehi as part of his father's deal. To him, she's nothing more than another chain binding his freedom, a reminder of his father's control. But to Vaidehi, raised on love and duty, this marriage is her sacrifice - a way to save her family. What begins as a deal of power and resentment takes a complicated turn after one fateful night leaves her pregnant with his child. Now, tied by something far deeper than business, Rudra must face the emotions he's long buried - and Vaidehi must decide whether love can bloom in the ruins of hate. 🌙

You Were Always Mine: Duet 1 - The Sacrifice Book 1 of the You Were Always Mine Series (YWAM) "In this house, we don't catch feelings. We catch consequences." NEHA ROY lives in a house that is not a home. It is a cage built of reputation, steel-cold expectations, and the suffocating shadow of her powerful uncle. Trained to be perfect, silent, and lethal, Neha has learned that survival means keeping your head down and your heart locked away. Love isn't real-it's just another weapon people use to break you. She thought she was untouchable. She thought her walls were high enough. Then came KAIRAV MEHTA. Kairav is a storm of color in Neha's grayscale world. He's the boy with the guitar, the reckless laugh, and a habit of looking at Neha like she's a person, not a prize. He doesn't know about the shadows that haunt her hallways or the "training" that has turned her heart into a fortress. He wants to show her the world. She just wants to keep him safe from hers. As they are forced together in a high-stakes battle for the school's future, the line between duty and desire begins to blur. But the Roy family doesn't playi fair, and Neha knows that every smile she shares with Kairav is a debt she'll eventually have to pay. How much are you willing to lose for a love that was never supposed to exist? ✨ TROPES: - He Fell First, She Fell Harder - Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine - Strangers to Friends to Lovers - Forbidden Love - Topper x Topper No toxic relationship No cheating A bit of love triangle Happy ending in Duet 2 Note: This is Part 1 of a Duet. The story continues in Book 2: The Reconciliation.

She stabbed him the moment she saw him for the first time. He shot her when she tried to go away from him. When she thought that she could get away from him after giving him her scar, he too made sure to leave his on hers. Both hold the same fire and hatred for each other in their eyes as if their stares were meant to tear each other's souls apart. He kills people. She fights cases to sue people. He forced her into a marriage with him, both bound by just antipathy and a vow to never fall for each other. But love doesn't seek for allowance. All it asks is just for acceptance by the mates who are bound by their souls. Once realisation of that love comes, it turns that hatred into devotion. He became her sin. She became his salvation.

Dhruv Rajvanshi Malhotra, a commanding presence in the corporate and mafia spheres at the age of 24, was famed for his extraordinary abilities in the underworld and tech industries. His family's influence extended across a multitude of businesses and enterprises across the spectrum. Dhruv was exceptional for his good looks and chiselled features. Dhruv had the uncanny ability to acquire any object or entity by any means necessary, possessing an almost devilish allure, renowned as "Nocturne". Unknown to everybody, he has a past to hide, a present to conceal, and a future for which he has a blueprint. Love is not his first priority. Esha Raghavendra Sharma, 21, was born into an affluent business family of high social standing. She had an independent mind and worked hard to gain admission into the prestigious National Institute of Fashion Technology (NIFT), pursuing her passion for Fashion design, to prove her ability to the outside world rather than remain a gold-digger of family fortunes. Love is sacred and everything to her. She fell in love with Dhruv from their first meeting and continued to love him, despite his recitence to reciprocate and ignoring her for no apparent reason. When her dreams were blossoming, one tragic day shattered everything. She learned a grave truth, while her belief in true love was crushed to ashes in front of her, leaving her broken beyond repair. What were the secrets of Dhruv's past life, and how did they affect Esha's love towards him? Would Esha find true love in her life? What were their obsessions, and how strong? What fate awaits Esha's love? -------------------------------------------- Dive into the story to read more❤️...

She flinched and stepped back when a bunch of notes was thrown at her. Shock was evident on her face as she took a step back. His voice rang out clearly, "Take this money and tell them you don't want to marry me." Without wasting a second. At that moment, their eyes met. "Tum..." They both pointed at each other shocked When Her " I never obey/listen to others" met Him " I hate when someone don't obey me " She is cold as ice while his anger is as fire. But will the ice melt with his warmth of his fire? Tropes : Singer(billionaire )x Writer Contract marriage/Arrange Ice& Fire couple He fell first and he fell harder too _______________________________ She blocked him but then they ends up meeting each other in real life though didn't even knew each other. And then destiny's plan perfectly matched Tropes : Online friends He fell first and she fell harder Businessman(billionaire) x proffesor ______________________________________ The dark romance couples She met him while she joined his business after some struggles and he is the CEO. They were tution mates and academic rivals where she always used to rank. So now she is little frustrated knowing it well he will take advantage of that and yessss, he really does !!!! Tropes : Ceo x Employee He fell first and both fell harder Past acquaintance Enemies (hate to love) Academics rival in past ______________________________________ She fell in love with her bhabes elder brother at first sight but later got to know from her brother(cousin) that he was already in a relationship And he is not interested in her. So how will she be able to make him develop feelings for her ??? Tropes : Computer proggamer x social media Influencer (billionaire) She fell first and he fell harder Lets see how all the couples go from not interested in them to perfect fit for each other. Even though they didn't realised it before that they were already the IDEAL MATCH ***** Multiple couple romance. Mysteries. Soft & dark romance

He was made of bullets and ego. She was made of sunlight and smiles. One look and the most ruthless man forgot how to breathe. The man everyone feared... feared losing her. This story is about a ruthless mafia businessman and a sweet, introvert girl. Just one glimpse of that girl was enough to make that ruthless man go crazy for her, but she was unaware of it. To the world, he was egostic, ruthless, and stone-hearted. But for her, he had the softest heart in the world. The man everyone bowed to was ready to bow to her. In front of her, he even forgot his ego. One look at his Zalima and he lost all his senses. When she smiled, a smile would appear on his face too, on its own. She had become his existence, his jaan, his sweetheart. His downfall disguised as salvation.

#Book1 in Mafia Romance Series 𝓓𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: To all the girls out there who secretly wish for a morally grey man to turn their world upside down. ──────── ୨୧ ──────── Veeranshu Singhaniya: His name alone is enough to send shivers down the spines of his enemies. CEO of the Singhaniya Group and the formidable head of the Phantom Legion Mafia, Veeranshu fears no one-except his mother. A ruthless perfectionist with a commanding presence, he values his family and siblings deeply, though his love is often masked in discipline. In his world, love is a distraction-until it isn't. If he sets his eyes on something... or someone... he will make them his by any means necessary-hook or crook. Akshara: An orphan girl with a heart full of innocence, kindness, and quiet dreams. Akshara is the embodiment of grace and gentleness. Living under the roof of cruel relatives who treat her like a burden, her only solace lies in painting and dancing. She's a college student struggling to find a job and a way out. But what happens when her path crosses with the most dangerous man of the underworld? Will she manage to escape the dark pull of Veeranshu Singhaniya, or will she become his most prized possession-forever trapped in the cage of his obsession?

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha