An ordinary girl wrapped in mud.....but for him she was the most beautiful being on earth. A girl who by far the societal norms couldn't match his standards....but for him she is the queen of his world A girl who is tainted in her own eyes....but for him she is the purest form of worship itself To the world, she was ordinary. To herself, she was broken. But to him, she was home. A man who ruled every room he stepped into...feared by many, untouchable by all-but in her world, he was the storm she could never escape. A man who stood like a king among men...commanding, powerful, absolute-yet in her presence, his gaze held a darkness that made her heart forget how to feel safe. A man the world admired and bowed to...unyielding, revered, invincible-but to her, he was the quiet terror she carried in her bones, even when he called her his own To the world, he was powerful. To himself, he was untouchable. But to her, he was the fear I could never outrun......or did she even want to run?

He was the selenophine, she was the moon. Akshara Choudhary A tiny, wide-eyed 21-year-old girl, 5'4" tall and in her 3rd year of medical school, in white cotton, anklets tinkling like wind chimes. Orphaned at two, she knows her parents only from one faded photo. Her aunt's slaps leave red prints on her cheeks, yet Akshara smiles softly, murmurs "Kanha ji knows", and folds every hurt into quiet prayers. Simple plaits, small silver studs, and a heart that trusts karma completely-she endures hunger, chores, and cruelty with the innocence of a child who believes every tear is counted in heaven. Siddarth Sherawat He towers 6'4", 29, CEO of Sherawat Industries, a blade of muscle and midnight fury. Obsidian eyes freeze souls; arrogance crowns a heart shattered when his wife traded their newborn for richer blood. Love is poison, marriage a grave. Only Aditya-two years old, tear-streaked, craving a mother's ghost-melts the devil's ice. He'd burn worlds for that boy's smile, yet every bedtime fails to fill the void. Cross him and bleed. Love him and face claws guarding a broken storm.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Aashi's marriage was nothing more than a compromise-a husband who barely acknowledged her and a life filled with loneliness. But when a tragic accident leaves her widowed and pregnant, she finds herself trapped in a web of betrayal, where even her own family plots against her. Desperate to protect her unborn child, she turns to the last person she ever expected-her late husband's elder brother. A man lost in grief, drowning in alcohol, and completely uninterested in marriage. Yet, to save her, he agrees. She was never meant to be his... but fate had other plans.

Aaradhya Rajvansh has six brothers and a life wrapped in protection and love. She is naughty, innocent, and always smiling-the kind of girl who lights up every room she walks into. With brothers like hers, no boy ever dared to come close. She was off limits. Always. Yuvaan Suryavanshi knew that better than anyone. The typical bad boy with a soft side only she gets to see, Yuvaan is best friends with her brothers. Falling for her was never part of the plan. But over the years, stolen glances turned into quiet feelings, and those feelings turned into something dangerous. He fell first. And he fell hard. To him, Aaradhya wasn't just a girl. She was his weakness. His obsession. His junoon. TROPES: High school romance 6 Overprotective brothers Bad boy x Good girl Bestfriends sister x Brothers bestfriend He fell first but both fell harder Backbencher x Topper Family Love

Set in the 1980s in a small village of Rajasthan, where traditions hold power and choices are not a privilege for women, this is the story of Yugveer and Paridhi-two souls bound by a marriage arranged by their families. With a 11 year age gap and lives shaped by duty rather than love, will their bond remain one of obligation, or will fate weave something deeper between them? Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and does not depict real events, people, or societal views. It reflects a time when choices were limited for women but is meant for storytelling purposes only. This story contains some mature themes recommended for 18+ users only. If this theme does not align with your preferences, you are welcome to skip this story-but please refrain from leaving hate comments.

This book is part of a trilogy and is not a standalone!! ______________ Their love was born in darkness. It was lost to blood, power, and betrayal. Now, it must be crowned-or destroyed completely. Vivian Singhania rules an empire built on fear, loyalty, and violence. A godfather feared by syndicates, a man who never hesitated-until love made him vulnerable. Until Aarini became his weakness. And his war. With enemies closing in, alliances collapsing, and the underworld demanding sacrifice, Vivian is forced to confront the one truth he's been running from: power can win wars, but it cannot protect what the heart refuses to lose. Aarini stands at the center of it all-no longer just the woman he loves, but the choice that could end him. She doesn't want his empire. She doesn't want blood in her name. All she wants is peace in a world that has never allowed it. As past sins resurface and the cost of survival grows unbearable, love is no longer just an emotion-it is a battlefield. In a world where violence is currency and loyalty is bought in blood, Love Crowned In The Dark World asks one final question: When love has survived the dark... what does it become when it is finally crowned??

Rudra's grip tightened just enough to steal her breath, and Priya's tears came without permission. The sting on her cheek wasn't visible, but it burned with humiliation and fear. Her sobs filled the space as he backed her into the wall, leaving her nowhere to run. His presence closed in, heavy and suffocating, trapping her between cold stone and his control. She trembled there, broken by how helpless she felt-and how he ruined her.

In class you will call me proffeser. In private you'll call me daddy. Dr. Arjun Malhotra was the kind of man mother's warned their daughter about- too handsome, too powerful, too dangerous. To the world , he was respected professor. But behind the mask, he was Mumbai's most feared Mafia king. And me? I was just Ananya Sharma, the innocent girl who made the mistake of catching his eyes. His gaze burned through me in lectures, His voice made my heart race. His touch.....ruined me. I should have run. I should have resisted. But when the devil himself decides you're his obsession, escape isn't an option. Proffeser by day. Mafia king by night. My forbidden sin.

Stories are not always born from love- some are carved from silence, from one forbidden gaze that refuses to fade. He saw her once... just once. And that single moment was enoughobsession. But obsession has a cost. It does not knock, it invades. It bends fate, breaks reason, and turns men into emperors-or monsters. In a world where politics is a battlefield and loyalty is nothing but a mask, their bond became both a weapon to bind his soul in chains of and a wound. This is not a tale of hearts meeting gently. This is a tale where power breathes, shadows whisper, and destiny writes in fire and blood. The story of DEVRAJ AND HIS DEVIKA ---

◦•●◉✿ Desi Romance ✿◉●•◦ "I hate you!" Mayuri screamed while being tied to the chair. "I hate you too, but you have to marry me whether you want it or not" Rudranksh's said, gripping her chin between his fingers, forcing her to meet his stormy gaze. When enemies meet each other.. Will love take place between them? Or it'll burn them just LIKE.. In the heart of Rajasthan, where power is everything, Rudranksh Singh Rathore reigns as the ruthless and fearless Chief Minister. Feared by his enemies, respected by his allies, he never lets emotions cloud his judgment-until Mayuri Roy storms into his life. A forced marriage. A clash of wills. A dangerous attraction. Bound by fate and tangled in a web of political rivalries, betrayal, and long-buried secrets, Mayuri must decide-will she stand beside the man the world fears, or will she be the one to bring him down? He is power. She is fire. Together, they can either rule or ruin everything. Now she became his ᴀʀᴅʜᴀɴɢɪɴɪ 🍁ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ʜᴀs ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs 🍁