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Jaipur was built on secrets. Some were buried beneath palaces. Others were buried with blood. When renowned criminal lawyer Meher Rathod finds herself tangled in a brutal serial murder case, the last person she expects to cross paths with is the city's most feared detective-ACP Abeer Rajawat. Cold, unreadable, and impossible to deal with, Kabir has built walls no one dares to break. Meher, on the other hand, is everything he hates-too loud, too fearless, and far too stubborn for her own good. But when the murders take a dangerous turn and Meher becomes the next target, staying away from each other is no longer an option. A temporary marriage meant for protection. One house. Too many secrets. And a husband who looks at everyone like a threat. As bodies pile up across Jaipur, buried truths begin clawing their way back to the surface. A forgotten case from fifteen years ago. Powerful names hidden in the shadows. A family mystery Kabir never saw coming. And someone watching them far too closely. Because in Jaipur- the truth was never buried. It was waiting. And some secrets were dangerous enough to destroy everything. Or everyone. "I married a stranger to stay alive." "I just didn't know he came with secrets deadly enough to kill for." IDark Mystery Thriller | Marriage of Convenience | Grumpy x Sunshine | Slow Burn | Mystery | Smut | Protective Family | HEA

Heer Kaur Brar had a simple plan. Move to Delhi. Study law. Become a dangerous lawyer. Make her Punjabi family proud. And most importantly, get a peaceful female roommate. Simple, right? Wrong. Because the girl roommate she was promised turned out to be Ranjha Raina - a slightly grumpy, annoyingly calm Delhi Police officer from Jammu, who opened the flat door with crossed arms, judgmental eyes, and a husky named Barfi sitting beside him like he owned the place. A dog. A big, fluffy, wolf-looking dog. And Heer? Heer was deathly scared of dogs. Now stuck in the same apartment because of one broker's legendary stupidity, Heer and Ranjha decide to survive each other with strict rules, separate rooms, zero interference, and absolutely no falling in love. But between Heer's clumsy disasters, late-night study sessions, Punjabi gaalis Ranjha does not understand, Barfi's full-time matchmaking, and Dheer's habit of appearing exactly when Heer needs saving... Rules start breaking. One by one. She is chaos in jhumkas and law books. He is calm in uniform and hidden softness. She calls his dog a bhediya. He says, "Hein ji?" like it can solve all problems. And somewhere between roomie wars, chai, case laws, and accidental almost-moments... Heer realizes maybe her wrong roommate was destiny's cutest mistake.

To the world, he is a Beast. To the world, she is a Ghost. To a baby, they are everything. Rudra doesn't do "gentle." He is a storm of iron and cold calculation, a man whose presence usually clears a room. Anshika is his polar opposite-a woman of soft whispers and averted eyes, someone who has spent her life staying out of the spotlight. They were strangers until a blood-soaked promise tied them together. When a dying couple entrusts them with a ten-month-old infant, the instruction is chillingly clear: Do not trust the bloodline. Protect him from everyone. To save the child from a war he's too young to understand, Rudra and Anshika must commit to the ultimate masquerade. They aren't just protectors; they are now parents. In the glittering boardrooms of Bangalore and the crowded halls of elite weddings, they must convince the world that the child in their arms is their own. For Rudra, it means suppressing the lethal beast within to play the part of a devoted father. For Anshika, it means stepping out of the shadows to stand as the shield for a family that didn't exist yesterday. As they navigate bottle-feedings by night and high-stakes secrets by day, the lie begins to feel dangerously real. But in a world where the child's true identity is a death warrant, they must play their parts perfectly. Because if the world discovers that this "perfect family" is a fiction, the massacre they survived in the valley will only be the beginning. One lie to save him. One promise to hold them together. A thousand secrets that could tear them apart.

Mouli Kapoor, 26, Is the best neurosurgeon in the Netherlands, ruling the neurosurgery ward with unmatched precision and authority. Feared as a "psycho" by many, she despises unnecessary conversations, loud noises, and anyone invading her personal space. Cold, reserved, and distant, she speaks only when absolutely necessary. While the world knows her as a brilliant doctor, the underground knows her as "Poison Rose," an undefeated street fighter. The only person she willingly talks to is her elder brother, keeping the rest of her family at arm's length. Vaidik Baweja, 32, Is a ruthless kingpin who controls a vast global network of illegal alcohol supply and cocaine trafficking, ruling the underworld with unmatched power and fear. His name alone is enough to make people tremble, and no one dares to cross him. Cold and merciless in business, he shows a completely different side only to his family. His greatest weakness is his one-year-old daughter, Siara Vaidik Baweja, whom he loves beyond measure. After his wife abandoned him and their newborn for another man, Vaidik grew to despise women, keeping his heart closed to everyone except his family and his beloved daughter.

The first time I met General Alexander Reeves, I thought he was exactly the kind of man women should run from. I was right. Just not for the reason I thought. We weren't supposed to be a love story. He was a thirty-two-year-old Supreme Commander with a reputation built on ice and military steel. I was a twenty-two-year-old nursing student desperately trying to keep my sick father alive. It started with a date. It quickly turned into a proposition. One year. Separate bedrooms. No interference in each other's lives. A marriage built entirely on duty and a five-year friendship between our fathers. It was the perfect contract. Completely foolproof. Except for one unwritten rule that neither of us understood until it was entirely too late. *Don't fall in love.* Some hearts just refuses to follow orders

She thought she'd never be the girl who fell first. He made it impossible not to. The first time Kavya met Aarav, she didn't think much of him. But with his terrible jokes, endless patience, and a smile that somehow survived every eye roll she threw at him, he became impossible to ignore. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't seem to scare him away. He blushed when she got too close, lost his train of thought when she touched him, and looked at her like she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. For the first time in her life, Kavya found herself wanting something she'd never planned for. She wanted to flirt, to hold his hand, to make him blush, see him smile just to see those dimples appear. And most dangerously of all...she wanted to be the reason he smiled. Because if Aarav was ever going to belong anywhere, Kavya was starting to think it should be with her. (no romantic angst, just fluffy wholesome content with some steam) Tropes: • Grumpy Girl × Sunshine Guy • Bold Girl × Shy Dimpled Golden Retriever Boy • Protective Female Lead x Cinnamon Roll Male Lead • Virgin Girl × Virgin Guy • She Falls First, They Both Fall Harder • Flirty Girl × Blushing Boy • Wholesome, Fluffy Romance

"She is his salvation, but he doesn't know that yet, neither does she" *** "Should I remind you of our arrangement? We were Fake dating". I emphasised the fake. "Oh yeah?" His deep voice travelled through my body making me shiver. He took a dangerous step closer. But I didn't back away, and now I blame my crazy mind for that. "You forced your way into my life, Fire. Now you expect me to forget you". I can feel his breathe on my forehead now. I refuse to look into his eyes. He grabbed my chin and tilted my head forcefully to look at him. "Look at me when I'm talking to you". He growled. I can feel my panties getting soaked down there. I swallowed hard. And without warning his lips crashed to mine in a bruising kiss. "You belong to me now. You understand me, Fire?" His lips trailed down my jaw to my neck with painful kisses and bites. I whimpered. And a hard slap was planted on my ass making me gasp. "Do You Understand Me?" He asked again, his mouth still torturing my neck. His hand towered above my ass readying for another hard slap. "Yes". I moaned. "Good". He growled and slapped my ass again. *** _________________________________ She asked her enemy, aka, the employee of her bestfriend's fiancé, to fake date her to escape from her abusive ex boyfriend. But she doesn't know, while she escaped from her ex boyfriend, she ran into his den. And now she belongs to him. Grumpy x Social butterfly love story Cold and Possessive MMC Explicit contents ENJOY ;)

Power. Loyalty. Danger. The Don raised six sons to rule his empire. What he never expected... was to someone to come in and rule them all.

"I'm going to ruin you, Elijah," I whispered, trailing my fingers down his scarred chest as I felt him shudder. Elijah has spent years building walls around himself but Aria ignites something primal inside him that he can't fight. He doesn't do soft and he doesn't do mercy, but with Aria's reckless attempts at breaking him, his years of control shatters. Elijah meant to break her. He meant to show her why he's the most feared wolf in the pack, but in the heat of her gaze, he realizes he isn't the one doing the ruining. She is. They're learning each other the only way they know how, hard, fast, and without mercy. And when the claiming ceremony arrives, nothing will stop him from making her his. She set his world on fire and he will burn the world down to take her. Tropes: Cold girl x Cold guy Virgin x Virgin (everyone knows they choose mates so it is the norm to wait for your mate for most ppl)