Book - 1 (Best friends series) Aditya x Meera 🎀 Meet Mr. Aditya Singhania India's most feared mafia king. Ruthless and merciless. He's the enigmatic diamond tycoon, commands attention wherever he goes. His chiseled jawline, piercing brown eyes and a cold, calculating demeanor mask his true identity. Aditya rules his shadowy empire with a iron fist. And there's Meera Sharma a short tempered and loving girl. Who want to live her life like all freedom. But, His Obsession is a wildfire, fierce and all consuming. In a world where power bent to his will, she is the one thing he cannot control, and that it drives him mad. Her laughter haunted his sleepless nights, her defiance ignites a dangerous hunger in his veins. He craves her like a man craves air, and no amount of chaos, bloodshed, or war can extinguish his need. His world was built on fear and respect, but for her, he is willing to burn kingdoms to ash. She is his addiction, his salvation, and his madness all wrapped in the one thing he was willing to ruin himself for.

"Don't fall for me," she warned. "I already did," he whispered. ©2025 kae. All rights reserved. This story is a work of fiction by Kae. All characters, events, and names are created from imagination. Copying or reposting is strictly prohibited.

She was a runaway bride who managed to get into the city and the mansion as a maid. He was an arrogant man who only cared about his family. They got married thrice, twice accidental, once deliberate. They gave each other a chance in their first marriage, sneaking around and getting cozy with each other until they were caught. Then he was forced into a marriage alliance with his father's friend's daughter. They got married again when the bride eloped with her lover after making her the replacement. No one but his mother was ready to accept her. Until one night, one accident, an unintended display of bravery and love. Then a secret was unraveled. A deliberate exchange that led to twists of fates. And after all that was revealed, still, two people were feeling reluctant to accept her. Will those two ever accept her? Unedited. Ongoing. Frequent updates. Tropes 💕 CEO x maid Accidental marriage Protective husband Flirty husband x shy wife Kinky smut Twisted fates

📚Crack and Crease - Cracks demand repair. Creases demand heat. Not all damage screams. Some of it settles. 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar & Vamika Mittal 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar was not broken by loss, he was cracked by it, and like tempered glass, he learned to stand sharper at the edges. Vamika Mittal carried her crease like precision not damage, just a permanent line where softness used to lie. Yugveer Jahagirdar, 1.5 years old, he didn't see cracks or creases - only arms that held him. 🩶🩶🩶 He was raised in corridors where power never trembled - a son taught that weakness is louder than loss. She learned early that love can bruise without leaving proof - a woman who folds her scars into sharp edges. 🔥 Jaiveer Jahagirdar carries fracture like inheritance. Vamika Mittal wears restraint like silk over steel. 🔥 Their families built empires that refuse to bow. Their names have stood on opposite sides of contracts for decades. ⚔️ He protects what's his. She controls what she builds. ⚔️ They meet across a table neither trusts. No promises. No peace. Just leverage. Because steel doesn't bend easily. And pride doesn't forgive quietly. 👑 Legacy carved their surnames. Damage shaped who they became. But somewhere between the crack and the crease - something refuses to stay folded. 👑 🕊️ Tropes 🕊️ Enemies to Lovers Corporate Rivals Single Father Divorced FMC Billionaire / Industrial Dynasty Slow Burn Power Couple No Cheating Protective Father Child Softens the War

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

Aashvi Joshi's life has always been shadowed by fear. Orphaned at nine, haunted by a tragedy she survived and a family that should have protected her, she has spent years trapped in a cage of cruelty and oppression. Her days are filled with trembling footsteps, whispered threats, and the constant weight of survival. Then he enters her life. Aadyan Rathore-a man feared in the world of power, a ruthless king in the shadows of the mafia, a man who commands empires with an iron hand. And yet, for her, he is soft, protective, and obsessive. In a world where danger lurks behind every corner, where betrayal is hidden behind polite smiles, and violence waits silently in the dark, their fates collide. He becomes her shield, her sanctuary, her obsession. She becomes the fragile queen who awakens a ruthless king's heart. But love in a world built on blood and power is never simple. As past traumas, dark secrets, and family conspiracies close in, will their fragile bond survive, or will the shadows claim them both? A story of delicate power of love-the fragile heart of a girl meets the unyielding might of a man who will stop at nothing to protect her. -------------------------------------- 💞

Dhriti never believed in happy endings. Aarav Kumar was her beginning and her forever, the boy who raised her dreams and loved her like she was the only truth in his world. But fate was crueler than love. He was declared dead, leaving her with a heart that no longer knew how to beat the same way. And then came Arjun Srivastav. A marriage not born from love, but from circumstance. Two strangers forced into a life neither of them asked for. For a long time, their home was nothing but silence, distance, and unspoken pain. Until one night changed everything. A helpless mute baby, barely ten months old, was found abandoned in Arjun's arms. A child with no voice, and no one to call his own. Something in Dhriti broke when she saw him. And in that breaking, a choice was made. They adopted him. What started as responsibility slowly became something neither of them could ignore. A reason to stay. A reason to try. A reason to look at each other beyond the walls they built. But love is never simple when the past still breathes in the present. One heart still belongs to memory. One heart is learning to feel. And a child without a voice might just become the reason two broken souls learn how to be a family. Because sometimes, healing doesn't come from love first. It comes from learning to stay. Mafia ×Doctor Oprhan × Billionaire Forced marriage Slow burn Obsessed for eachother Past trauma Hidden Identity

Eight years of marriage. Five years since the world lost its bravest soldier. And every morning, Nayantara Rathore still wakes up reaching for a uniform that will never lie beside her again. Left behind with five children-two responsible little men, Shaurya and Veer, and the whirlwind trio of triplets-she has built her life on discipline, memories, and unbreakable love. Her sons have grown up faster than childhood allows, becoming protectors of their mother and tiny siblings... the legacy of Major Arjun Rathore living through their eyes. But strength has its limits. And when Arjun's parents and her own gently ask her to consider remarriage, Nayantara's world shakes again. How can a heart that once belonged fully to a soldier learn to beat for someone new? How do you move forward when your past was perfect... yet painfully unfinished? Between duty and desire, healing and heartbreak, Nayantara must decide: Is love a chapter that ends? Or can destiny give her a second chance... even after a first love that ended in gunfire, courage, and the nation's salute? A story of resilience, motherhood, sacrifice, and the eternal question- Can a warrior's widow learn to love again?

She was raised in silk. Adored. Protected. Untouchable. Until the day she was replaced. At thirteen, she walked away from a mafia empire and into a village that only knew hunger and hustle. They thought she would break. Instead, she rebuilt everything. This is not a story about revenge. It's about a princess who became a provider.

Without being at fault, she suffered. She suffered through an incident because of someone else's mistake. For the sake of his daughter, he made her his assistant. He never expected her to become more than that. From being a stranger to him, to becoming his personal assistant, to becoming his replacement bride- was it planned, or was it just a coincidence? He never knew he would fall for her, but he did. He wanted to keep her to himself. And she was someone who never felt comfortable with anyone-except him. When the world got louder, he became the one she felt safe with.