"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

──── ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ "Who do you belong to?" Her cold, demanding eyes met mine, The only glimmer of light within them was my own reflection staring back at me. "You." My voice trembled as I whispered the answer. She settled herself on my lap, surrounding me with her intoxicating scent, as if to claim ownership. "Exactly," she confirmed, her tone possessive. "You burnt her. Alive" A horrified sigh escaped my lips as my heart pounded in my chest. "And you had the perfect orgasm right next to her burning body. Do you know why? You were focused on me. She was screaming and yet you craved me. You begged me to touch you more. You needed me. Her cries for help, her screams, her burning body; nothing affected you. You just craved me" Her grip on my shirt tightened as she pulled me closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. ────୨ৎ──── NAINA MALHOTRA, A fierce and determined woman, driven by a powerful desire for revenge. Her singular focus fueled her every action, and she pursued her path with relentless determination and unshakable fortitude. "His embrace felt like the first burst of sunlight after a long, dark storm" AARAV MURTY, A kind and compassionate soul, radiating warmth and care towards everyone. He concealed his own struggles behind a bright smile, convinced that everyone deserves love and affection. "I've never taken a life before, but for you, I'd cross that boundary and step into darkness a thousand times" Naina and Aarav, lost in love, were oblivious to their family's secrets. As those truths and lies started to surface, their bond was put to the test. Could their love withstand the storm of their haunted history? A saga of twisted enigma played by masters of manipulation where noone can be trusted. Will love survive? ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ P.S- The initial chapters are highly unedited but I promise it gets better <3

Darkness. She knew nothing else. For twenty-five years, she had lived in the shadows of her past, neglected by her own family and haunted by secrets that still kept her awake at night. That darkness was all she had to offer. Until he entered her life. He was her arranged husband, chosen by their families. She had vowed to hate him with all her heart and promised herself to never accept him as her husband. However, destiny had some other plans for her. He welcomed all her darkness and began to light up her world with a love she once used to call 'bullshit.' He saw her pain, her scars, and he didn't turn away. Instead, he held her closer. And for the first time in years, she found herself smiling. His kindness and patience melted her once-frozen heart and made her believe that true love did exist. In his arms, she found a home she had always craved for. ◕💍◕ Insecurities. They were his best friend. But years of harsh judgments had left him bitter and sarcastic toward others. Yet, beneath that ruthlessness and sarcasm, was a man with a heart as pure as gold. But the only things that kept him attached to life were books and poetry until he set his eyes on her and made a vow. To be hers- Only hers till his last breath. She swept into his life like a vortex and challenged everything he thought he knew. She saw past his facade, past the defenses he had built and uncovered the beauty and strength within him he never knew existed. He found the courage to accept his fears and shattered parts with her and turned them into his armor. She became the strength he never saw coming, the one person who could shatter him and yet make him whole. ◕💍◕ But what happens when Mira's dark past rises from the grave? Will Siddharth be bold enough to keep his vows, or will he run far away from her out of insecurities and fears? Join the beautiful journey of the married life of Siddharth and Mira.

A student professor arrange marriage romance ｡⁠*⁠♡✧⁠*⁠。 ✧She was his gravity , his fucking planet and he was lost without her ✧ (⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠) TROPES- Arrange marriage ✓ Age gap ✓ Student × Professor ✓ Grumpy × Sunshine ✓ Slow burn✓ Jealousy ✓ Green flag ✓ #2 in youngadult #3 in comdey-drama #9 in cute #4 in cute #4 in agegap

𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐢 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐚, 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢.... 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐢𝐢 𐙚 Naira Rathore 11th grader, sweet and tangled like a jalebi. She talks to Krishna ji as if he's her best friend, laughs at her own clumsiness, and carries sunshine in the sway of her bangles. She is innocence wrapped in chaos, softness disguised as mischief. 𐙚 Vihaan Malhotra- the 12th grader, who has never lost a match, the boy who treats discipline like a religion. Love was never part of his plan. But then came Naira-her smile unsettling his heartbeat, her presence bending his rules, her sweetness breaking through his walls. She is the question he never wanted to answer. He is the calm she was never searching for. Other charachter will introduced between book ------------------------------------------------ "aage jaanne ke liye book padlo, meri Jaan" 😏 Perfect for fans of enemies-to-lovers, friends-to-lovers, and young love tropes

A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of darkness that doesn't just haunt you... it 'owns' you. Where manipulation is foreplay, and love is just another weapon. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?