"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

‎‧₊˚✧ Unedited the first draft of the book, ✧˚₊. ꧁ᬊᬁ𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝕽𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖞, 𝕰𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 ᬊ᭄꧂ 𐙚 ⋆˚Aakarsh Singh Mehrotra X Ikshita Singhania ⋆˚꩜｡۶ৎ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝑭𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒂~ 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑. 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡-𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙁𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙨. AN~ The book have the essence of both Soft & Dark Romance. ⌯⌲⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Bound by the flames of revenge, yet chasing different prey, their worlds collided. She was send to him-nothing more than a pawn, a possession in his ruthless game. 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ‎‧₊˚✧They tried to shatter them. Instead, they rose-like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes..❤︎‎✧˚₊‧ 𖹭ᴊᴀʙ ɴᴀꜰʀᴀᴛ ᴋᴀʀɪ ᴘᴏʀᴇ ᴊᴜɴᴏᴏɴ ꜱᴇ ᴋᴀʀɪ ᴀʙ ᴍᴏʜᴀʙʙᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴇᴡᴀɴɢᴀɴɪ ᴋɪ ʜᴀʀ ʜᴀᴅᴅ ᴘᴀʀ ᴋᴇ ᴋɪᴋᴀʀᴇɴɢᴇ. 𖹭 top trending in India at #1 four times , #3 five times; in Canada at #2, #4 & #5 thrice; in UK #2, in US #5 ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ Bonus chapters available on stck ! Edited version as well on stck completed ! ꧁ঔৣ☬✞ᯓ ✈︎✞☬ঔৣ꧂

NO HATE COMMENTS AT ALL. BE IT CRITICISM OR ANYTHING ELSE. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ THEN SKIP, NO ONE'S BEGGING YOU TO CONTINUE READING THIS BOOK. THIS BOOK IS MY FIRST EVER BOOK AND HAS MANY MISTAKES. PROCEED ONLY IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH THIS. "Khoon rishtey nibhaana bhool sakta hai, par taqdeer apna haq maang hi leti hai..." They are Udaipur's crowned kings-the six Rajvanshi brothers. Billionaires by name. Mafia by power. Ruthless. Cold-blooded. Merciless. And above all-untouchable. Built on blood and fire, their empire stands unshaken... until a storm they never saw coming rises in silence. Her name is Reet. The lost sister. The forgotten heir. Stolen from the palace before she could even speak her truth. Raised far away from the world of silk sarees and bloodstained thrones, Reet returns with no memory of who she truly is. But her soul remembers. And so does fate. As past sins unravel and hidden truths rise, Reet must face the brothers whose hearts are made of stone... and whose hands are stained with secrets. Will they protect her-or destroy her? ✨ A royal-mafia saga of blood, betrayal, and bonds that even time could not break. Book 1 in "Ashes & Anklets Series" Standalone (Chapters are edited by AI, not written. I already mentioned it. Do not say I didn't. Proceed only if you are okay with this. Needs editing here and there) 500k views on 18-08-2026

𝓐𝓷 𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 "He didn't touch me on our wedding night-not even a glance that felt like a beginning. I told myself I wouldn't fall. That I wouldn't love a man who kept the door to his heart bolted shut. But I did. In the way he said my name when he was tired. In the way he protected me without admitting it. I fell for a man who didn't want a wife. And every day, I wondered if being his wasn't enough to be his." ~ "I married her, not for love-but for peace. I told myself she was just a name on paper, not someone who'd turn my world upside down. I was cold, distant. Maybe even cruel. But she stayed. She smiled when I didn't deserve it. She made a stranger's house feel like something I wanted to come home to. And without warning-I fell. Now I can't look at her without wondering how I ever thought I could live untouched by her love."

Shy, soft-spoken, and carrying more insecurities than dreams, Ishika Arora has learned to survive in a world that never made space for her. Loved by no one, tolerated by everyone... she has stopped believing she's worthy of anything more. Cold, intimidating, and feared in the boardroom, Abhimanyu Singh lives by one rule: never let emotions win. Love is a weakness he swore he would never allow. But destiny brings together two opposite worlds- her warmth and his ice, her silence and his storm, her broken pieces and his guarded heart. When their paths collide, will their differences tear them apart... Or slowly teach them what love truly feels like? A journey of healing, honesty, and unexpected tenderness. Welcome to Abhimanyu and Ishika's world.

He never wore a crown, never held a gun... but still, he ruled her world. She was born with blood on her hands and fire in her veins-the mafia princess everyone feared. A girl who could break ribs without breaking a sweat, yet secretly dreamed of fairy tales. And he? He was just a boy with flour-dusted fingers and a heart too pure for her dark world. A gamer. A dreamer. The last person you'd expect to survive her storm. But fate doesn't ask for permission. One forced marriage. One innocent heart trapped in her dangerous empire. One girl who would tear down the underworld to protect the only man who made her feel human. She was raised to be a queen of crime- But for him, she chose to be his princess first... and his protector forever. After all, he wasn't just her husband. He was... Her innocent King. 👑

╰┈➤✮ 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑣 × 𝑇𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑘𝑎 ❝𝑯𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ How does it feel to get married with the one you love? Feels like heaven right? But what if your loved one doesn't even take you as a wife? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "We are couples for the world but in reality we are nothing. I can never take you as my wife." Tears started coming in my eyes but I blinked the tears and whisper a "sure" and rushed to the washroom. I don't want him to see me crying. God why me? This is not how I thought my first night will go • • • • - - - - • • • • Will she be able to make him fall for her? Will he ever love her? What if she won't fit in the royal standards? Watch the book to get the answers to all the questions.

"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

Vaishnavi didn't leave Dev to escape him. She left because staying was killing her slower. Separation was supposed to be peace. It became war. Quiet. Invisible. Inevitable. Inside the Rathore mansion, she isn't a princess anymore. Not a daughter. It's not a mistake that can be corrected. She's a trigger. A walking fault line. Every corridor whispers her past. Every shadow feels like it's watching her bleed in silence. She lives in a house that once worshipped her name and now pretends she never existed. And far away-yet dangerously close-Dev feels it. The distance doesn't soften him. It sharpens him. The man who once restrained himself for her is losing his patience with mercy. His aura coils are dark and controlled, burning beneath the surface like magma waiting for a fracture. Every lie the Rathores swallowed. Every truth, Vaishnavi stitched into her silence. Every wound she never named. He feels them all. Because she is no longer shielded by his shadow. And he is no longer protecting the world from himself. This isn't heartbreak. It's a fuse. Because Dev without Vaishnavi is not calmer. He is deadlier. And Vaishnavi without Dev is not safer. She is unguarded. Secrets don't stay buried when two empires breathe the same air. Blood remembers. Trauma leaks. Truth claws its way out. Every step Vaishnavi takes inside that house rewrites the past. Every breath Dev takes outside, it promises destruction. They are still bound. Not by proximity. Not by vows. Not by words. But by a bond, violent enough to burn kingdoms once it snaps back into place. And when they collide again- It won't be emotional. It won't be gentle. It won't be merciful. It will be a reckoning. Because what's coming next isn't love. It's inevitable. 🔥

Aarav Oberoi never made mistakes. At least, that's what he told himself. The sleek glass walls of Oberoi Enterprises gleamed under the harsh office lights, but inside the penthouse suite, the air felt thick - with tension, suspicion, and something darker. A confidential project, years in the making, had just been compromised. Millions lost. Trust shattered. And all fingers pointed to one person. Ruhi Sharma. His assistant. The one who had been with him through late nights and endless board meetings. The one he never thought could betray him. But the files had leaked. And in Aarav's eyes, betrayal was betrayal - no matter who wore the mask. He didn't pause to ask questions. He didn't look for proof. Because in the ruthless game of business, weakness was a luxury he couldn't afford. His decision was swift, brutal. He ruined her. Her career. Her reputation. Her future. Now, as the city lights flickered below his office window, Aarav felt a strange weight - not of triumph, but of something far heavier. Regret. Because the real traitor was still out there. And the woman he destroyed was innocent.