​✦ 🥀 𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐔𝐌 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 : 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 🕊️ ✦ "You aren't the storm that ruins my peace, Kishori ji. You are the prayer I repeat every single day." ​✦ ━━━━━━━ 🥀 ━━━━━━━ ✦ ​She was drowning in a betrayal that broke her into a thousand pieces. He was the quiet priest's son who had been secretly in love with her since childhood. ​Every night after her world collapsed, Apeksha sat at the local chai tapri, swallowed whole by her own darkness. And every night, Nishkarsh sat just a few feet away, silently sliding a warm cup of chai toward her asking for nothing in return, just waiting for her to heal. ​She thought love was a cruel illusion meant to destroy people. He proved that real love is a prayer steady, devoted, and unshakeable. ​✦ ━━━━━━━ 🕊️ ━━━━━━━ ✦ ​🕯️ 𝐖 𝐇 𝐘 𝐘 𝐎 𝐔 '𝐋 𝐋 𝐋 𝐎 𝐕 𝐄 𝐓 𝐇 𝐈 𝐒 : ​🥀 Her Pandit Ji × His Kishori Ji (The Ultimate Green-Flag Lead) ​🖤 Childhood Family Ties × Secret Longing ​🥀 Heartbreak to Pure Healing Romance ​🖤 Desi Aesthetics × Radha-Krishna Devotion ​📜 ✦ [ BASED ON A TRUE LOVE STORY ] ✦

« 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅. » "I'm waiting for the moment when my soul will leave this body and I'll be dead officially because every piece of me has already died." ~ 𝐀𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 "You've to fight through some bad days to earn the best days in life and everyday I'm praying for some strength to go through these tough days." ~ 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 Two different souls, going somewhere through the same phase but one is hopeless while the other is holding hope like her last weapon. They got hitched because of their own reasons and had planned to get divorce after a year but not everything goes according to one's planning. Join me in their story of how they'll find each other and even if they did find how they'll struggle to be with each other. ˙⁠❥⁠˙˙⁠❥⁠˙˙⁠❥⁠˙ "Please...please don't hate me for all these, Shreya." He mumbled while shaking and refused to open his eyes. His lips were chanting the same sentence until she softly said,"Tell me- tell me how to hate you Avyank." "I can never bring myself to ever hate you. I can't, Avyank." She voiced gazing straight into his eyes and he cried more looking at her eyes which held nothing but love and affection for him. His heart felt at ease as the fear he had that she might hate him after knowing about his past went away. He held onto her as his life depended on her and cried thinking how did he get so lucky 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 ??

If you all want to read a detailed mafia world blended with a royal bloodline that actually matters to the plot - and not just for aesthetic namesake - then this story is for you. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ For all the girls who fall for anti-heroes with dangerous minds, layered personalities, and hearts that love only once - this story is for you. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Randhir Birla × Tanishka Bhardwaj "If you truly accept me as your husband, Tanishka... then be a good wife and take my virginity, wife." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Rithvik Agnihotri × Shivanya Chauhan "Please honour me, and please put your beautiful legs on my shoulder and allow me to worship your existence, Shivanya."

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 𝕺𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 "𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆" H𝖆𝖟𝖊𝖑 & E𝖟𝖆𝖟 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞/𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧/𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮" After a long day Abhimanyu returns back home and straight away goes to his room, only to find Amyra sleeping on his bed only in her underwear. Listening to the door's sound, Amyra covers herself with her hands. "Oh I didn't know you were going to come home so early" she said smirking at him. Abhimanyu walked slowly towards Amyra, his shoes sound only audible in the s*xual atmosphere. He grabbed her cheeks tightly. Her cheeks were squished in his strong, big veiny hands. "You want to be my s*x sl*t, don't you". .................................................................................. TROPES✨ Forced Marriage Age Gap She fell first, He fell harder Mature romance This is a Mafia Romance story where Amyra, a 21 year old girl is forced to get married to a Ruthless Mafia leader Abhimanyu Gupta. This story is all about lust, seduction and dark romance. This is a slow burn story. .................................................................................. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story is for mature audiences as it contains smut. Read at your own risk. #2 in India (29/06/25) #1 in Seduction #1 in matureaudience #1 in maturestory #1 in obsessive #1 in fastupdates #1 in marriageproposal #1 in action-romance #1 in marriage-of-convience #2 in top10 India #2 in marriage #2 in hindi #3 in slowburn #10 in India

She once dreamed of marrying Him. Not for revenge. Not for hatred. But for love. Love from that childhood. Genuine. Pure. Until the night that changed everything. Years later, she returns with a heart full of scars and a plan carefully built on betrayal. She will marry him, step into his world, and watch it crumble from the inside. But Vedang doesn't see an enemy. He only see his Littlehead, whom he thought he lost years ago. Without knowing the truth behind her identity, he finds himself helplessly drawn to her-obsessed, captivated, and hopelessly in love. And every time he calls her "little head," something from past threatens to break the wall. Because revenge is simple. But loving the man you swore to destroy... is not. But by the time the truth surfaces and He founds his family member's murderer. You all will ask- who destroyed whom? NYRA DHAWAN x VEDANG SINGHANIA

✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿ To the women who were told to be silent, and chose to speak through their strength instead. To the men hardened by life, but brave enough to let love soften them. And to every soul caught between tradition and dreams- may you find the courage to live both. 💫 The Zamindar's Bride - Blurb She dreamed of white coats and stethoscopes. He ruled fields and farms with silence and steel. Varnika Kashyap, a bright 20-year-old aspiring doctor, had her whole life planned - until the sudden death of her parents shattered everything. Orphaned and vulnerable, she's coerced by her controlling aunt into a marriage she never wanted. Her groom? Vardhan Singh Rana - a 30-year-old village zamindar, feared by many, respected by all. Vardhan is everything Varnika is not - uneducated yet worldly, stoic yet intense, powerful yet rooted in tradition. He never asked for a bride, but his father's condition for inheritance forces him into the shackles of matrimony. Thrown together by circumstances neither of them chose, Varnika and Vardhan are strangers bound by a sacred vow. She is too naive for his world; he is too hardened for hers. And yet, amid the dusty courtyards, whispered secrets, and stifling expectations, a delicate tension brews. Will she find herself caged or cherished? Will he lose himself in love or keep building walls? A tale of forced beginnings, emotional awakening, and a love that neither of them saw coming.

Story 2 of THE WIFE SERIES This book will have some mature seense in future marriage never meant to happen. A husband who refuses to accept it. When a wedding collapses at the mandap, Ishita Khanna is forced to replace her runaway sister and marry Aarav Malhotra-a strict university professor bound by family pride and political pressure. For Aarav, the marriage is a secret, a burden he wants erased from his life. For Ishita, it becomes a silent prison. Living under one roof yet worlds apart, Ishita must hide her identity while Aarav ensures no one ever knows she is his wife. In classrooms, he is her professor. At home, a stranger she is bound to. In a world ruled by control, silence, and unspoken rules, what happens when a forced marriage begins to crack the walls of power, ego, and denial? Because some relationships aren't born out of love- they are survived.

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?