Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) # Top10 in India from 07.05.2026

The Weight of a Promise One dying wish. One broken girl. One man of steel. Maya Ansari was once the girl who laughed too loud and dreamed too big. But that was before the "incident." Before her cousin Hamza turned her world into a living nightmare of control and fear. Now, to fulfill her father's final wish, she has tied herself to a man she has never met-a man who is as cold as he is powerful. Zavian Khan is a man of precision. A brilliant surgeon and the head of a formidable empire, he doesn't have time for a "contract bride." But he gave his father a vow: protect the Ansari girl. He expected a duty; he didn't expect a woman who flinches at every shadow but carries the intelligence of a queen. Maya expects a cage. Instead, Zavian hands her the keys to her future as a Company Secretary, vowing to be the shield she never had. But shadows don't stay in the past. When Hamza returns, lurking in the corridors of their new life, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. Zavian has overheard the truth: Maya only married him for her father. But as the threats escalate, he doesn't care about the reason for their "Qubool Hai"-he only cares about the man who thinks he can take what belongs to a Khan. Read their full story and I am sure you will like it

​"I gave you three years to breathe, Hiba. Three years to grow into the woman I saw that night in the kitchen. Now, the time for breathing is over. Now, you belong to me." ​At fifteen, Hiba became an orphan. At fifteen, she was forced into a Nikah with her eldest cousin, the cold and terrifying Arzan Shah. He was supposed to be her shield, but his touch felt like fire. After a night of dark desire, he fled to London, leaving her with a bruised neck and a shattered heart. ​Three years later, Hiba is eighteen, beautiful, and finally feels free. But Arzan has returned. He isn't the man who left; he's a predator coming back for his prize. And this time, he's not leaving without the Ruksati he wants hiba in his room, in his bed and under him. these story is not like my previous one it's dark Romance and for 18+ read at your own risk.

Mature (18+) That slap shattered Mishti's entire life in a heartbeat. She walked straight into the path of a danger that could erase her existence in the snap of a finger. Mishti, a 22-year-old woman, doesn't know where her parents are. She grew up as an orphan, adopted at the age of 4 and abandoned again by the age of 15. Ever since, Mishti lived a quiet life full of struggle. Living in a government hostel, she started working early to support her basic needs. never hurt a single soul in her entire life, until Until one day, when she crosses paths with Viraj Pratap Singh Shekhawat (29), the hidden face behind the ruling party of the state, the eldest son of the current Chief Minister Pratap Singh Shekhawat. Viraj, a civilised brute serving as one of the Directors of Shekhawat Group of Industries, handles his father's political career from behind along with his two younger brothers. The family has a history in politics with Viraj's grandfather and great grandfather serving as Chief Ministers in past.

💍 Strangers by Vows She didn't know his name until it was printed on her wedding card. He didn't see her face until she walked toward him in bridal red. Arohi Malhotra, the shy daughter of a lawyer and a doctor, had always kept her world small - a safe distance from curious eyes, guarding a past that no one was allowed to touch. Harshvardhan Singh Rathore, CEO of a global luxury empire, was known for his cold precision, ruthless deals, and a gaze that could make even the boldest people falter. To his family, he was protective and loyal. To the world, he was untouchable. When their families tie them together in a marriage neither asked for, they meet for the first time on their wedding night - two strangers bound by vows, yet worlds apart in every way. But in a relationship built on silence and secrets, how long before the distance between them begins to burn... or break them?

Aadya's decision for an arranged marriage seemed perfect. Her husband fulfills her every wish but hides under a veil. Every interaction with him is under shadows She talked to him, she liked him. Everything is going fine until she realizes that she has never looked into his eyes. She has never seen his face for real. As the thoughts sink in Aadya is horrified by the possibilities. Why does her husband never show his face to her? Why does the identity of her own husband is so mysterious to her? Is her husband avoiding her delibrately? Note: I do not own the picture in the cover. The image is taken from Pinterest.

BILLIONAIRE SERIES #2 People believe that Fate is the thing which brings love in people's lives. But what will happen when fate gives you destruction first and then love? Dhruv Rajvansh,33,CEO of Rajvansh Group and one and only heir of the Rajvansh family. He is a billionaire , handsome, fearless, funny,happy-soul and sweetheart to everyone. And treats people the way they treat him. Currently waiting for a girl with whom he can marry. But no one could claim his heart until she came. Rutba Sharma, 26, a simple girl from a middle-class family, is an ordinary employee of a company and doing a part-time job in a café. She is kindhearted, beautiful, polite,caring, humble, innocent, talented, shy girl. Her whole life went with fulfilling her family's happiness. But her life changed suddenly when her father requested something from her for the first time. Let's see how fate operates them to their love between destruction... # 1misunderstanding(24/11/2024)

MAID X CEO LOVE STORY Rudhran is 28, and he's the definition of power and authority. Known across Canada as a sharp and strategic businessman, his name alone can send shivers down anyone's spine. He's the kind of man who gets what he wants, no questions asked, and he's never been in a relationship or had a one-night stand. After his grandfather's passing, Rudhran moved to Canada from Chennai, to run the family business, but life had other plans. He never thought a trip to Chennai, India would change everything - until he met her. Aaradhya is 22 and the complete opposite of Rudhran - sweet, shy, and soft-spoken. Life threw her a curveball, leading her to work as a maid, at the luxurious Eswaran Mansion. She's been there for two years now, just quietly doing her job without complaints and holding onto her belief in fate and God. When Rudhran steps back into the mansion, his eyes catch Aaradhya's, and something shifts inside him. There's just something about her innocence and quiet strength that grabs his attention. For the first time, he finds himself drawn to someone, wanting her in a way he can't explain. Aaradhya feels the pull, too, but she's not sure why. Rudhran is powerful and intimidating, and the way he looks at her makes her heart race and her mind spin. But he's more than just imposing - there's something protective and possessive about him that leaves her both nervous and intrigued. All the pictures I used here belong to their respective owners, so please respect that! 🙏 And don't forget to vote, read, and share your thoughts in the comments. I know some of you might feel this story has a bit of that old-school vibe, like a serial or an old movie. But honestly, I love writing in this style-it's my thing! So, if you're into drama, romance, and heartfelt emotions, give it a shot! I promise it's worth it. Let me know what you think-I'd love to hear your thoughts!(no heartbreak, love triangle and separation)

Are you looking for a cute romantic full of LOVE and a little bit of drama in a Arrange marriage? Here is your stop... Come with me to know how they fall in love and changes will it bring for them. Nirmaan Singh Rathore and Subí Chauhan are two completely different people. Subí is 23y/o and comes from a completely conservative and a stable class family, with all working jobs and conservative nature which leads to her introverted shy nature. She is a Teacher by profession and an Artist by passion. Whereas Nirmaan is 28, from a family completely opposite of Subí's. He is a CEO of SR group of Industries and eldest child of the family. Different worlds ,different backgrounds,different upbringing...still, fate decides to make them one. ------- He takes a step closer to her. His breath fanning on her ear. Subí tightens her grip on her sari on both sides. She shuts her eyes tight, her heart was running a marathon due to his proximity. "Ma...Maan!", she stutters when she felt cold fingers on her bare waist. "Kya hua, Biwi?, Abhi to maine kuch kiya bhi nahi" He says..giving a feathery kiss on the nape of her neck. She opens her eyes in shock when she realises what he was actually doing. "Maan, vapas dijiye,mujhe woh" She tried to get it back jumping as high as possible,while Maan was standing there with his arm raised with a smirk ,he was too tall for her. Maan ran around the room while Subí was trying to catch him jumping on the bed. And suddenly there was a big THUD!!! #1 - Indian marriage #1 - mature language #1 - Cute love story #1 - Hindi #2 - Comedy - Drama #2 - 2023

"Z-Zayd p-please, n-nahi." That's all she could manage to say. "Main janta hoon aap darr rahi hain," he said, his voice breaking just a little, "Aur main is darr ki wajah banna nahi chahta. Lekin main kab se iss raat ka intezaar kar raha tha,jab aap meri ho jayengi." When his face came dangerously close, Noor panicked. Her hands quickly rose to his chest, trying to push him back. "Z-Zayd, P-please chodhiye hume, a-aisa mat kijiye" she pleaded, turning her face away,voice low. But Zayd was too far gone. His hand moved to her cheek, gently turning her face back toward him. His thumb brushed her jawline, tender but possessive. "Noor," he murmured, his lips brushing close to hers now, "Bas ek baar," Before she could form another word, before her breath could catch, his mouth was on hers, forceful and demanding. Noor froze. Her fists pushed weakly at his chest. She tried pushing, clawing, muffled screaming, trying to fight him off, but he didn't budge.Tears spilled freely down her cheeks, trailing over their locked lips. Soft, broken sobs shook through her.But he didn't stop. He felt the salt of her tears between their mouths,yet it only made his kiss fiercer, more desperate. Like something inside him snapped.Her pain, her trembling,he felt it all. Still, he couldn't let go.He had waited too long, yearned too deep. Finally, after eternity, He pulled back just enough to see her face. Tears. So many of them. Streaming freely, glistening against the dim light. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her lips red and swollen, trembling,not from desire but fear. He cupped her face as she lay there, not moving an inch. "Noor meri baat suniye, Miyan biwi ke darmiyaan ye sab normal hota hai, izhar e mohabbat ka ek tareeka," "P-Please, H-Hume darr l-lag raha h-hai, C-Chodh dijiye"