Best Ranking - #1 in Village; #4 in Forced Marriage Power. Authority. Revenge. That's all Gaurav Virmani has ever wanted. When the law failed him and his own blood turned their backs, Gaurav chose a different path - The rise of a ruthless syndicate. Just when he's on the brink of ultimate control, his partner dropped a bombshell: "I'm in love with Mandira." To Gaurav, love is chaos. Women are distractions. And Mandira? She's an obstacle he never planned for. All Mandira Choudhary ever wished for was a life built on love - a quiet marriage, a warm home, and one child to complete the picture. But her simple world began to fracture the moment Gaurav Virmani stepped in, determined to keep her out of his plans... Is this a tale of love, or of survival? Can peace exist when one man is willing to burn everything to win? A gripping story of ambition, betrayal, and two lives caught in the crossfire of dominance and desire. #Book 2 in deadly series.

Peep inside the story to know, whether the Beast will taint or will be tamed by his angel. Join the journey of ABHIMAAN SINGH RATHORE: a royal by blood, oofy by wealth, wrathful by nature, arrogant by behaviour, handsome by physique, ruthless by business and MEERA RAJPUT: an epitome of beauty, stuffed with kindness and innocence, compassionate by heart and passionate about love. Every character, events, places mentioned in the story are completely imaginary with no intention of hurting any individual's sentiments.

"MANTRA NAHI RUKNE CHAHIYE PANDIT." His voice roared across the hall. And just like that, the crowd forgot everything...except fear. Eyes dropped, breaths slowed....no one dared exist too loudly. (The mantras should not stop, no matter what, Pandit) HE circled around HER slowly, like a predator that had already claimed his PREY. And then... He turned. And seated himself like a KING on his throne. ON THE SEAT MEANT FOR THE GROOM. __________________________________ "Tumhare jism ka gunaah toh phir bhi mita diya jaa sakta tha... lekin yeh dil.... iss naacheez ne yeh sochne ki himmat kaise kar li ki yeh humari jaan ke naam se dhadkega?" ( "The sin of your body could still have been washed away... but this heart.... how did this wretched thing dare to think it could beat in the name of my Jaan?") AND JUST LIKE THAT HE PLUNGED HIS THICK FINGERS IN AND RIPPED THE MAN'S HEART OUT OF HIS CHEST AND CRUSHED IT RIGHT UNDER HIS FEET, Best Rankings #1 in historicalfiction #1 in historicalromance #1 in poetic #6 in king #1 in crowned prince

One was too innocent for the world. The other was too dangerous for this world. But fate had already decided that their paths wouldn't just cross... The story isn't just about love. It's about two completely different souls, bound by something neither of them expected. Because love isn't always soft... Sometimes, it's consuming. A story you may not understand at first... but one you won't forget easily. ❤️🎀

This story is continuation of forbidden Love(phase-1) can be read as standalone. Sahasra & Aryansh: A one-sided struggle where Sahasra has deep feelings for Aryansh, but he does not reciprocate those feelings. Maha & Rudransh: A mutual relationship where both characters share genuine affection for one another. Meenakshi & Devansh: A tension-filled dynamic defined by mutual hatred. Tropes: Police x politician daughter Professor x Student Ceo x student Bava x mardhal Forced proximity Love marriage

"I will make you regret every minute of your miserable life," He promised, words of hatred, loathing, and a loaded truck's worth of anger. "What makes you think I'll make your life any easier?" I blinked innocently, blowing him a kiss. "I love you." "Fuck you!" Shaurya Rajawat is the Prince of Suryavaar, my father's enemy, and the uncontested heir to the northern belt of India's crime universe: the Syndicate. What were the odds that I'd fall in love with him? My obsession with the long-haired, ultra-tall, buff-muscled man began a long time ago. Just when my fates were being generous, when my Prince Charming was right within my reach, misfortune struck like an unexpected bolt of lightning in a torturous thunderstorm. He hates me for something I didn't do, and I love him for everything he is. My fight was simple, or so I thought. Prove my innocence. Win back the man I would die for. It didn't take long to see that there were more pressing problems at hand, the danger circling him, cloaked in righteousness. I would move mountains, burn bridges, and cross every line that stood in my way to save him. So the game of hide and seek began. And Trisha Pratap is not one to back down, not until my enemies bled and begged for mercy...

Vikrant Varma had one thing on his mind when he entered the jungle - find the prisoner Mrs. Viper wanted, return, and lose himself in the twisted allure of his vices. It should have been simple. Until he sees her. A tribal girl who can't speak, seemingly helpless, locked away for so many years, he dreads to begin counting on his fingers. She appears untouched by the outside world, unaware, and utterly defenceless. Vikrant shelters her out of instinct more than reason, driven by a need to protect her innocence. Until things change and the story becomes murky. She watches him through a lens shaped by laws he has never lived by, bound to traditions he does not understand. And when she chooses him, it is with absolute ferocity. A warrior princess of a tribal clan and a mafia man as lethal as a tiger, caught in a collision neither of them can control. Where will this reckless, consuming love lead? ------ Book can read as STANDALONE Order (to avoid spoilers for other books) Book 1 - Deadly Defiance Book 2 - Deadly Salvation Book 3 - Deadly Vengeance

It's a love story between a bava and his mardhal... a bond that was never supposed to cross the line, yet always hovered close to it. Jahnavi Rao - Rudra's mardhal. Twenty-three, sharp, soft-hearted, studying MBA in Hyderabad. She's loved him for as long as she can remember.... quietly, hopelessly, endlessly. Rudra Pratap Reddy - her bava. Twenty-eight, the village president, an MBA graduate, and the owner of a powerful company in Hyderabad. To him, Jahnavi was always a responsibility... until one day, she became something more. When did Rudra realise his love for the girl he swore to protect? How many storms will they face to stay together? And how far will they go for a love that was written long before they understood it? Let their story begin... 💗💫✨

🔞 She was so busy that she didn't notice the bedroom door opening behind her. Arjun stepped out, running a hand through his messy morning hair. He stopped when he saw her. For a moment, he simply watched. His sleepy eyes slowly turned mischievous. He walked toward her quietly. Before she could realize he was there, his arms slipped around her waist and pulled her gently toward him. She widened her eyes. "What?" He leaned closer with a teasing smile. "You are tempting me in the morning, bujjam­ma." She immediately tried to turn back toward the stove. "Leave me, Arjun. I'm getting late. The children will wake up any time soon. I have to make them ready for school, and then I have to-" "What did you call me?" She stopped. Her heart skipped. Slowly, she looked at him. "I... I mean..." Arjun raised an eyebrow, waiting. She swallowed nervously. "I didn't mean anything..." His expression became even more playful. "What did you say?" She tried to escape his hold. "Arjun... no, no... bavaa. Leave me. We're getting late." He laughed softly at her sudden change of words. "Good girl." She gave him an annoyed look. "Bavaa, please. We really are getting late." He shook his head, still teasing her. "You know you have punishment for that." Her eyes widened. "Punishment? For what?" "For calling me something you shouldn't." "I didn't-" Before she could finish, he gently took her hand and began leading her toward the other room. "Bavaa!" "Come on. We have a lot of other things to take care of too." "But the breakfast!" "I'll handle it." "The children!" "They're still sleeping." "Bavaa, please..." He opened the door and looked back at her with that familiar mischievous smile. She sighed, realizing she wasn't going to win the argument. The door slowly closed behind them. And for the next few minutes, the breakfast-and the morning rush-could wait. Strictly 18+ read at your own risk

Best rankings - #1 - Monsoon; #1 - Revenge Plot Aaradhana has spent her life bound by pain and sacrifice, punished for a past she didn't choose. When all hope seems lost and the future collapses around her, a solution arrives in the most unlikely form - Viper. Feared by many and trusted by none, his name is a warning. Still, Aaradhana dares to seek him out, risking everything to strike a deal. And with that one fateful decision, she steps into a world that will rewrite her destiny forever. -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x- "What do you want, Aaradhana?" He murmurs, his hand sliding under my pallu, squeezing my thin waist. "You," I bury my hands in his hair, "I want you." That was it. The moment I handed him the match, and let him set my world on fire. He is temptation wrapped in secrets, a man who could ruin me with a kiss and wreck me with the truth. And I'm not innocent either. I came to him with a deal... and he turned it into a binding I can't escape. We're both too damaged to be safe, too addicted to let go. I bargained with the serpent in a tailored suit. Now I wear his mark. Is this obsession going to be my salvation... or the beginning of my downfall? NOT SLOW BURN | MATURE CONTENT| 18+