One wrong door. One stolen kiss. One night that rewrote her fate.

THIS NOT A SIMPLE LOVE STORY. THIS SOMETHING BEYOND LOVE STORY. She is running. Her breath is sharp and uneven, her chest burning as if it might collapse any second, but she does not stop. The ground beneath her feet is rough, her steps unstable, yet she keeps moving, faster, harder, as if stopping even for a moment would cost her everything. The night around her is unnaturally silent, thick and suffocating, but somewhere within that silence, a faint fufkaar (hissing sound) lingers, low and dangerous, trailing behind her like a shadow that refuses to leave. She does not turn back. She does not slow down. She runs until her body begins to give in, until her legs tremble and her breath turns shallow, until the fear inside her starts clawing its way out. And then, all at once, she stops. The sudden stillness feels louder than the chase. For a moment, she stands frozen, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her heartbeat echoing violently in her ears. Slowly, as if afraid of what she might see, she turns back. There is nothing. No movement. No sound. No sign that anyone or anything had been there. Only darkness. A long breath leaves her lips as her body weakens with relief. She lifts her hand to her chest, steadying herself, trying to convince her racing mind that it was nothing, that whatever she felt was not real. Her eyes slowly close, as if she is forcing herself to believe in that lie. But the moment she opens them, everything inside her stops. Right in front of her, so close that she cannot even step back, two glowing red eyes stare directly into hers, still, unblinking, and terrifyingly real.

"He doesn't say 'I love you.' But he changed in all the ways that yelled it." •••••••••••••• Vaani Joshi never expected love from her arranged marriage - just respect, maybe some space, and silence she could live with. Dhruv Deshmukh was exactly that: powerful, unreadable, and cold. He didn't ask her what she liked. He didn't ask how her day was. And she never asked for anything. But then he started noticing. Not her words - her silences. Not what she wanted - what she gave up. The man who never looked twice is now the one who watches her the closest. And the girl who never expected anything... is the reason he's learning how to give everything. •••••••••••••••• "Why do you always notice the things I don't say?" He looked at her for a long second. "Because you never ask. And I've never wanted to give anyone more." •••••••••••••••• Tropes: Slow-burn romance | Arranged marriage | Contemporary drama | Indian diaspora | Urban luxury + emotional intimacy | Cold ML x Soft FL | Changing for her 🏅#1 in India 🏅#1 in Indian 🏅#1 in desi 🏅#1 in romance

New York city, In the sterile white walls of a hospital room, Victoria Blackwell's world collapsed with a photo of her husband of five years - Henry Blackwell with another woman. She was more shattered when her son - Jude Blackwell chose that woman as his new Mom. Heartbroken, Victoria decided to give up both the marriage and motherhood. She faked memory loss, demanded a divorce, and walked away - determined to rebuild her life from the ruins. After Victoria's departure, Henry was stunned. The woman who once loved him unconditionally had transformed into someone unrecognizable - confident, composed, and untouchable. Now, Henry is desperate to win her back. Jude clings to memories of his mother's warmth and begs for her return. They both want her back. But Victoria has learned one thing the hard way: sometimes love isn't enough-especially when it costs you yourself.

~𝓐𝓹𝓷𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞. . . . . 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐗 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (Check Prologue)

"Our love was a case we both lost." When a brilliant lawyer and her ruthless prosecutor husband turn their marriage into the most brutal case they've ever fought, love becomes the one verdict neither of them can win-or walk away from. *** Naomi Carter is a fiercely intelligent lawyer with a near-perfect winning streak of 97% cases won. The only times she ever loses is to her husband. She's sharp, controlled, and commanding in the courtroom, but behind closed doors, she hides a woman who's never truly learned how to love. Nathaniel Carter is a ruthless prosecutor, relentless in his pursuit of justice, and impossible to read. Driven by a fierce need for control, he struggles to keep his own life from unraveling. He's the one man who knows his wife's weaknesses and exploits them with a quiet intensity, stirring both her frustration and desire. Their marriage is a constant battleground, scarred by a shared tragedy neither can overcome. Join these two broken souls as they fight to protect themselves while craving the one thing they fear most: each other. *** #1 in bwwm #1 in eroticromance #1 in blackwoman #1 in enemies #1 in grief #1 in childloss #1 in pregnancy #1 in brokenmarriage #1 in loverstoenemies #1 in darkromance #2 in mentalhealth #2 in enemiestolovers #1 in romance #1 in secondchanceromance

"He thought she destroyed his sister's life. So he destroyed hers. But the truth was never hers to tell." Saanvi Roy never expected her kindness to cost her everything. Accused of ruining the life of a billionaire's beloved sister, she's kidnapped and forced into a loveless, brutal marriage with Ahaan Mehra-a man carved from rage and vengeance. To him, she's a liar. A manipulator. A disgrace. To her, he's her punishment for sins she never committed. But the more she suffers in silence, the more cracks begin to show in Ahaan's armor. And when the truth finally surfaces, he realizes he didn't marry a monster-he became one. And she might never love him again

She was never meant to be his. Aarohi Mehra's life was signed away in a deal she never agreed to-forced into a marriage with Rishab Rathore, a man as powerful as he is dangerous. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. He didn't ask for her love. He didn't need her trust. He only expected obedience. But Aarohi was never built to surrender. What begins as a war of control slowly unravels into something far more complicated-stolen glances, unspoken emotions, and a pull neither of them can deny. Between power, revenge, and buried truths, the lines between hate and desire begin to blur. Because the man she feared the most... is slowly becoming the only place she feels safe. And the woman who once tried to escape him... is the only one who can destroy him. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is a liability- what happens when two broken people start to become each other's home? "In a marriage built on power... Love is the greatest Rebellion."

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" I won't marry you! ...Ge..t out of here!" I screamed in fear. my voice breaking. Ammi grabbed my hand, her grip tight with desperation. "Stop! Don't say anything! He will hurt you bacha!" But I wasn't listening with trembling hands, I picked up a small mirror from the table and throw it at him, everyone's eyes widened. "Leave you monster!!!" Shiva dodged it effortlessly, mirror shattered at his feet, his eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, He exhaled sharply, his patience snapping, Everyone hold their breath thinking now he's going to hurt me as well. "Shoot her father's leg." "No!" I screamed, DIG IN TO FIND OUT MORE Do not click on this book if you can't handle senstive content.© Trigger warning ⚠️ rape, abuse, trauma, suicidal behaviour, anger , mention of blood , murder. I don't own any picture. All the photos belong to their rightful owners, only the storyline is mine so please don't copy my story, thank you.