*𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩!* What happens when Naina, a lively wedding planner, collides with Aarav, the grumpy heir of the Raichand family? "Is this your idea of a warm welcome?" Aarav huffs, dripping wet after an unexpected water splash. "Well, if you didn't show up unannounced, you wouldn't be soaking wet," Naina replies. As they navigate wedding plans filled with chaos, laughter, and unexpected sparks, will Naina break through Aarav's icy exterior? Or will their banter lead to something deeper amid the wedding chaos? "Just remember," Aarav warns, "this wedding won't plan itself, and I'm not interested in drama." "Drama? Please," Naina laughs. "I'm here to make this wedding unforgettable, and that might just involve a little chaos."

Everyone knows Dominic Blackwood. The 25-year-old billionaire CEO. Cold. Ruthless. A man who never smiles. He has a four-year-old child. Then Amelia Carter appears ,a naive girl looking for a job. She wasn't supposed to get involved. She wasn't supposed to stay. But the moment she steps into the Blackwood mansion, everything begins to change. A man who trusts no one. A girl who sees the world differently. A child who only wants love. And suddenly, the coldest heart in London may not be as untouchable as everyone thinks. Most Impressive Ranking #1 slowburn out of 79.2K stories #1 ceo out of 26.2K stories Rankings #1 billionaireromance out of 1.2K stories #1 funnyromance out of 938 stories

STANDALONE BOOK. Fate and fire collide-Ruhya Wajdan Gabol loves the one she should fear most: Sikander Jatoi, her elder cousin the feared psychotic Sardar of Jatoi clan and SJ's heir whose darkness could devour them both. Zehn-e-Siyaah was written to disturb you, not to comfort you. If you are looking for redemption, close this book now. The man at the center of this story is not broken- he is aware. He understands every line he crosses and chooses to cross it anyway. The girl is not foolish- she is kind. And kindness, in a world ruled by power, is the most dangerous thing of all. There are no heroes here. Only choices. And the damage they leave behind. This story does not ask you to forgive. It asks you to witness. How silence can be more violent than touch. How love, when misplaced, becomes a weapon. Some stories are written to be loved. This one is written to be remembered.

Vidhi Sharma had one goal in life, happiness. Not wealth. Not escape. Just the simple, stubborn belief that joy could exist even in the shadows of Rang Mahal, where hope was dangerous and dreams were luxuries women like her mother couldn't afford. Shivansh Randhawa had no use for happiness. He lived in power, ambitions, and the fulfillment of his father's dying promise. Emotion was a weakness. And love? Love was the kind of ruin he had watched destroy his own father. Their first meeting is a disaster. It should have ended there. But fate has a cruel way of pulling them back, again and again into each other's orbit, until distance becomes impossible. And when their worlds truly collide into each other, he starts to want her. And she falls, against her better judgment, despite every warning, every instinct, for the one man who was never meant to be hers. Until she discovers the truth and realizes she was never the woman he wanted, only the key to something he needed, it's already too late. it's already too late. She is already in love with him. And he has already destroyed her. Now, the only question left is whether a man who has never cared about anyone can learn to fight for the one person who made him feel something real. Or if some hearts are too broken to be worth saving. Because Shivansh Randhawa doesn't give a damn about anyone. Until the one who became his happiness.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

❝Zoya bibi, aap se sharafat se keh raha hoon-apna case wapas lein.❞ His voice dropped dangerously calm as the words left his mouth. In one swift move, he pinned her wrists above her head, both easily trapped in his single hand. ❝Or agar main na loon?❞ she shot back, taking a defiant step away. He followed, closing the distance just as quickly. ❝Toh phir aap anjaam bohot achay se jaanti hain.❞ The heel of her shoe teetered at the edge of the pool, dipping slightly into the water. ••• Zoya Rizvi- your average criminal lawyer, gets her first NAB case, struggling and finding ways on how to fight it. Arhaan Malik- a business man, involved in a high criminal case of corruption with a politician. Both fight against each other, only to end up with each other. ••• 1 in #lahore (22/05/2026)

Book 1 of - From Ashes to amber series He hates her-beyond reason, beyond logic. So deeply that even he doesn't remember when it began... or why She is everything he never wanted to look at, never wanted to feel, never wanted to accept. She is his sister's best friend-the girl who grew up in his house like a shadow, quiet yet unignorable, familiar yet untouchable. To her, he was always a random girl just his sister's bestfriend, distant, cold, unreachable. To him, she was just... there. Until the day his world shattered. He was supposed to marry the woman he loved-the woman he had chosen, trusted, dreamed with. But on the eve of the wedding, she ran away, leaving behind humiliation, whispers, and a family on the brink of disgrace. To save honor. To stop society's claws. To silence shame. The family made a decision. And the girl he hated the girl who never asked for him, never loved him, never stood in his dreams became his unwanted bride. Bound by rituals. Chained by duty. Married without consent. He gives her cold words, sharp silences, and a hatred so heavy it bruises her soul She accepts it quietly, because somewhere between fear and loyalty, she know This marriage is not about love It's about survival. But when hatred lives under the same roof... it starts revealing truths neither of them are ready to face until it blooms

He has a plan. A plan built to tear a man's life apart - vein by vein, breath by breath. From that cursed day, all he's ever wanted was to ruin him beyond recognition. But death? Death is silence. Death is peace. And peace is mercy. He's not here to be merciful. To reach him, he will use his sister - make her the path, the bait, the weapon with no way back. He will step into her life out of nowhere, on a night so black the stars choke on their own light, and twist it until it screams. She will let him - at first. She will let him ruin her. Until she belongs to no one. Until she can't even belong to him. And that's where everything starts to burn. Because somewhere between the threats and the ruin, between the lies and the blood - something far more dangerous takes root. A love that tastes like vengeance. A love that kills as much as it keeps alive. A love that is both a weapon and a wound. Because yes, it's a tale of revenge. Revenge that will scar souls, ruin innocence, destroy lives, and expose secrets that will shatter their existence. She's not weak. She's not fragile. But she will scream. She will cry. She will bleed. He is strong. He is unbreakable. But he will shatter. He will fall. He will break. Because again, it's a tale of revenge. And of a love that will burn them to ash. But one question cuts deeper than all the rest - Revenge, but whose?

A book where love feels like a curse to one soul, and a divine blessing to the other. A book where she built walls around her heart, while he loved her so deeply that even her hatred couldn't stop him. A book where silence became her comfort, and his endless teasing became the only noise she could tolerate. She hates talking. He never stops annoying her with his words. Yet somehow, in the middle of all the chaos, they all became each other's home