"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

Vidyut Sharma - A twenty-year-old cricket player who carries the weight of expectations on his shoulders and wears silence like a second skin. To most people, he's cold, distant, and impossible to read. The kind of person who keeps conversations short and emotions hidden. But that's not entirely true. With his friends and family, Vidyut is different. The only exception was his father. Vidyut has spent years building walls around himself, convincing himself that nobody could ever get close enough to break them. Then one day, his eyes meet hers. And for a moment, the noise in his head disappears. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Ravya Sharma - An eighteen-year-old girl with a heart far too soft for her own good. Sensitive, emotional, and endlessly caring, she feels everything a little deeper than everyone else. Beneath her bright smiles and gentle nature is a girl who has spent years yearning for a father's love she was never given. A girl who learned to hide her tears before anyone could notice them. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ They were never meant to become each other's favorite person. Until one day, his gaze collides with a pair of eyes he can't seem to look away from. The boy who never paid attention started remembering her smallest things. The boy who never waited for anyone started looking for her in every crowd. The boy who never believed in love found himself falling first And falling harder. Maybe some people are destined to find each other. Even when destiny has other plans. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "What if we don't get our happy ending?" Ravya asked. Vidyut gently pulled her closer and placed her hand on his heart. His gaze fixed on her. "Do you feel that?" Ravya nodded. Vidyut covered her hand with his own. "Every beat belongs to you, jaan." A tear gathered in the corner of her eye. "And if fate separates us?" His jaw tightened. "Then I'll spend every lifetime searching for you until

"Mr. Rathore, ek sawaal hai." The hall fell silent. Perhaps because no one had ever dared to question him. Or perhaps because no one knew that a single question was about to change everything. He was a man people spoke about in lowered voices. She was a woman who had never learned how to lower hers. He had power. She had principles. And somewhere between unanswered questions, silent wars, and words that should have remained unsaid... two lives became entangled in ways neither of them had ever imagined. Because some people walk into your life and leave memories. Some leave wounds. And some become the reason your entire world forgets how to remain the same. But then again... Who willingly stands against a man the world fears? And who, despite knowing better... falls for him? -The Politics of Obsession- "Iss naam se log darte the... jiski taraf aankh utha kar dekhne ki himmat bhi nahi karte the. Lekin aaj woh aankhein bhi uthi... aur unmein mere khilaaf sawaal bhi uthe. Sirf tumhari wajah se, Professor."

From Mandap to Madness 2 BOOK TWO: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES When the past becomes present. When love becomes weapon. When truth becomes the most dangerous lie of all. The pieces were moving. The game was accelerating. Viransh learning truths that would reshape everything he thought he knew. Vanya racing toward revelations that would either condemn or save her. And between them-secrets, lies, and a love that was either the most real thing in their lives or the most dangerous lie ever told. In their world, vulnerability was blood in the water. And the sharks were circling.

💫 Those Winter Season In the heart of St. Andrew's - a place where the school and college share the same ground but not the same peace - begins a story that's anything but ordinary. When Ahanshi Batra, the fearless, mischievous head girl of the school, crosses paths with Ishaan Malhotra, the arrogant yet magnetic head boy of the college, sparks fly... and not the romantic kind. They're total opposites - her laughter fills every room, while his silence speaks louder than words. She believes in breaking rules just to make life fun; he lives by them like they're sacred. And yet, no matter how much they clash, destiny keeps dragging them back to the same moments, the same fights, and the same frozen winter afternoons that slowly begin to melt something deeper. Between school drama, late-night fest preparations, jealous glances, colony gossip, and the chaos of teenage pride - this is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers tale where love doesn't strike like lightning... it sneaks in quietly, on cold December evenings.

Radhya Chowdhary - a girl whose name could touch Everest, yet whose feet remain humbly grounded. Born into a middle-class family, she never dreamed of flying beyond the skies; instead, she dreamt of walking the earth with grace. She's not just her father's little princess, but her mother's fierce queen. To her brother, she's the prettiest annoyance wrapped in unconditional love. Her strength lies in her dance - a rhythm that echoes even in the darkest nights and fiercest storms, an art she inherited from her mother. Behind her bright smile are secrets the world will never see, yet she carries them with gratitude, embracing every blessing from her deity. Telugu, her mother tongue, becomes her fierce weapon - a language reserved for playful scoldings and the occasional sharp retort. Far away from Radhya's sunlit world lives a soul drowning in shadows. Krishansh Pratap Singh - heir of a royal bloodline, yet belonging nowhere. The son of Naina and Vipul Pratap Singh, his life turned cold the day his mother and step father died saving their master's family. The court handed him over to his biological father's house, but love never followed him there. To them, he was not a son - he was a stain, a reminder of shame they could never erase, sheltered under their roof only because of his mother's inheritance. Except for a few loyal cousins, love eluded him. Time sculpted him into stone, hardened him into ice. Alone, he carved his own kingdom - a mafia empire standing tall without anyone's help. His friends became his fortress, his family of choice amidst betrayal. Yet even in this empire, one name still sparked fire in his veins - Arvi Srivastav. The girl he once adored, once teased, once admired with every playful pinch of her angry, red nose. But in his eyes, she became the reason his world shattered; the reason his parents never returned. He loved her once. Now, he only burns with hate. Or so he believes.

Tears and thorns [ first book of pain to heal series ❤️] They were married, yet strangers. Bound together, yet torn apart. Siya, with no family of her own, walked into a house full of people-yet found herself more alone than ever. Abhimaan, the man she calls husband, hides behind walls of silence, scars, and unspoken pain. A touch that burns. A kiss that never reaches the lips. Nights where he cries at her feet, and mornings where he walks away without a word. Between broken promises, hidden insecurities, and a love neither dares to name-fate keeps pulling them back to each other. But every secret, every misunderstanding, becomes another thorn in their path. ✨ Tears and Thrones is not just a love story-it's the storm that brews between longing hearts, aching souls, and truths waiting to be uncovered.

"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

#BOOK 1 of THE UNIMAGINABLE SERIES. ARINI RAJVANSH Arini Rajvansh - CEO of AR Group of Industries. Once a gentle soul, now a force so formidable that even the devil thinks twice before crossing her path. She is pure destruction wrapped in elegance, a storm with a pulse. The world didn't just harden her... it forged her. Heartless not by nature, but by necessity - and she turned that necessity into her greatest weapon. The Queen of Manipulation. A strategist feared by empires. A mastermind no one sees coming. And yet, beneath all that steel, her stone-cold heart still beats fiercely for one thing alone: her family, and the few she allows into her world. AKSH SINGHANIA Aksh Singhania , CEO of AK Corporations. He is the most charming-and dangerously handsome-bachelor you'll ever meet, but beneath that flawless face lies a man carved from arrogance and ice. Rude, untouchable, impossible to read. And his emotions? Those are a privilege reserved for only one circle in this world: his family. No one else has ever seen the man behind the mask. .............................................................................. SCENE 1 ~ Aksh's POV - A loud gunshot echoed from inside the room , the guards were hacking the door's lock system . My heart nearly stopped beating for a moment , i can't understand this feeling the girl who doesn't even matter to me whom i treat like enemy and now when she is lost , the only thing i need is her presence . My soul was praying and hoping that wherever she might be now she should be safe . The door opened and the scene infront of me has shaken me completely , an electric shock ran through my spine . ........................................................ Who is the enemy he is talking about ?What happened to her ?What did he saw inside that room ? All rights are reserved by me @gaeul_writes.

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?