"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔!" It's the harsh truth of life. But when someone enters your world and offers you love on a silver spoon, how does it feel? --- 𝑵𝑨𝑲𝑺𝑯 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑨-a 27-year-old man who was once a sunshine, now hardened and ruthless due to a past too dark to forget. The boy who once smiled freely has been replaced by a cold, icy, grumpy man, incapable of expressing the emotions he once had, the emotions he was never allowed to show. The king of the business world and the mafia underworld, but no one knows both sides of him. His name alone makes people tremble. That's the man he's become. ♡ 𝑨𝑵𝑨𝒀𝑨 𝑲𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑨-a 21-year-old girl, sweet and innocent, yet fragile like the petals of a flower. She's been deemed a burden by her paternal family, even her own father doesn't hesitate to see her as an inconvenience, a burden he's forced to carry. Her greatest dream was torn by their cruelty. She believes love can conquer all. So, she continues to give her heart to others, hoping to mend what's broken, only to have it shattered time and time again. Her faith in love is all but gone. ♡ When two shattered souls come together, their darkest secrets laid bare, what will become of them? Stay tuned to witness their journey, where love may be the only thing that can heal their broken hearts!♡

#1 | Blood Constellations [Book 2 ~ Not a standalone] They say power is seductive-but what happens when seduction itself holds the power? In the world of gold-plated thrones, whispered alliances, and endless-billion-dollar mergers inked with nothing but a glance-love is not romantic. It's strategic. Ruthless. Calculated. And no one plays the game quite like Avantika Kapoor. She's the heiress every man in Bombay wants and every woman fears-flawless in diamonds, icy in silk, and lethal in a boardroom. With a tongue sharp enough to slice steel and a mind trained to conquer empires, Avantika doesn't bend, doesn't bow, and certainly doesn't fall in love. Until Vikram Oberoi. Self-made billionaire. Corporate wolf. India's most dangerous obsession. He wasn't born into power-he bled for it. From the dirt-lined alleys of South Bombay to a penthouse throne no one could touch, Vikram is ruthless, reclusive, and intoxicatingly off-limits. He doesn't believe in love. He believes in control. But one look at Avantika, and he wants something he's never allowed himself to crave-her. When a forced engagement throws them into a war neither wanted and a marriage neither can escape, their icy hatred burns into blistering passion. But behind closed doors and champagne smiles lies a battlefield of whispered secrets, blackmail, twisted legacies, and hidden enemies who don't just want to ruin them-they want to erase them. As power collides with lust and two empires hang in the balance, Vikram and Avantika must decide: Will they destroy each other, or burn the world to build their own? Vote. Comment. Follow.❤️

"Aaj mil gayi, dobara mat milana." He mumbled with irritation in his voice looking at her walking away. Her steps halted in her way as she turned to look at him. Her fist clenched but she controlled herself from throwing a punch. "Akdu kahi ke." She spoke louder enough for him to hear. Glaring at each other, they both went on their own way not knowing that fate had already made their paths reach the same destination. ----------------------------------------------------------- She carries a smile on her face, hiding all the cracks in her heart. While he has the caring and loving nature to heal the shattered soul. What will happen when two poles apart life cross paths in the most unexpected circumstances? Will their hearts be able to connect? DESTINED SERIES ~ BOOK ONE!!! ----------------------💕---------------------- This is my original work. So if found anywhere please let me know. START DATE ~ 15/11/2023 END DATE ~ 12/09/2024 DO NOT REPOST MY STORY.

-:𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃:- -This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"

When italian mafia falls in love with an indian singer The sound of his phone ringing makes me back away as I look at his phone lying on his bed. But he grips my jaw forcing me to look back at him. "Focus on me." He says as his lips starts peppering kisses along my jaw. "But your phone..." "Leave it." He says his voice having that timber making me more wet. He places a kiss at the junction of my neck and shoulder. I sigh and lean into him enjoying this way too much. His hand holding me up moves down and cups my ass while the other grazes my breast ever so lightly in a feather touch. I bite my lip to stop my moan threating to escape as he continues his ministrations, moving his fingers lightlty around my nipple making them hard as now they can be felt through the clothing. ........................................ He didn't knew her name nor did he saw her face. All he heard was her mesmerizing voice. The voice which had the power to soothe him, to make his thoughts still and his heart skip a beat. That's how beautiful her voice was and after hearing her all he wanted was to have her for him, to have her sing only for him. She lit a dark desire in him which made him yearn for her without even knowing anything about her.

Vaidehi and Raghuveer...Two strangers bound through marriage A sweet arranged marriage story that ties together a lot of typical tropes in a feel-good romance. Rankings: #1 in shortchapters (2/23/24) #1 in fictional (4/21/25) #4 in novella (3/4/24) #5 in india (2/21/24) #6 in family (2/26/24) #7 in shortstory (3/1/24) #17 in desi (2/29/24) #25 in arranged marriage (2/29/24) #29 in marriage (3/4/24) #46 in indian (3/4/24) #67 in completed (2/21/24) #89 in businessman (1/28/24) **Do Anjaane is now OFFICIALLY COMPLETED! Will be doing some minor editing in a few weeks, but the stories and dialogues will mostly stay the same. Thank you so much for all your support and for getting Do Anjaane in the rankings! Please keep reading, voting, and sharing!

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 - 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰-𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘮𝘢𝘯 - 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 19 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦?

I opened my eyes and my head throbbed in pain, and all I remember was getting hit by a metal rod in the head on my way back home. I heard a woman's screaming and turned my head in that direction all I could see were two shadows from behind the sliding paper door. Her voice...it seems familiar, it's like I've heard her voice many times. A man was attacking the woman on the ground with a Cleaver, and the lady was screaming in pain. I covered my mouth in shock as fear gripped my heart. "Your daughter killed my son...now you both have to pay" The man growled in anger and hit her with the knife, she screamed. Blood splashed on the door, it terrified me so much. Daughter? But...My mom died when I was 10 she isn't alive. -- Natasha Agarwal is a sweet, innocent girl with a golden heart who doesn't know many secrets were hidden behind her past. loosing her mother at such a young age traumatized her but the truth she got to know when she was 16 and the problems she faced because of that traumatized her more. Will she forgive her father for what he did behind her back? Siddharth Malhotra became the light of her life and helped her heal her trauma. He changed himself just for her sake but coming back to Italy he started losing control over himself and his true self was revealed in front of her. Was he a psychopath? "I...I'm supposed to be treated like a puppet, dancing on everyone's fingertips and listening to them silently or get punished, I'm useless" -- "You mean the world to me, love" Stay tuned, everyone! You're going to love this give it a chance.

Michael Sheikh is a name of fear, a sinner, cold blooded assassin with no heart. He didn't believe in love, considering it to be nothing more than a weakness. His life revolves around two things death and lust. But everything changed, when she stumbled in his life, he wasn't supposed to see her, yet fate played its strings. He was drawn to the beauty with mesmerising honey coloured eyes and breathtaking smile. She was the only soul so innocent and pure that became his temptation and obsession. He knew she was forbidden for a man like him, yet the desire runs deep when the denial is stronger. (18+⚠️) ******** It can be read as a stand alone story🖤

✧It all started with a slap✧ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒉𝒈𝒂𝒍 She is beautiful, smart, and an introvert who has no problem putting others in their proper places. She is selfless and compassionate and prioritises others before herself. She is trying to move on from her past. What occurs when she encounters someone who possesses every trait she finds repulsive? 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 He is the CEO of the Kapoor Group of Companies. He is a self-centred, good-looking, and physically appealing man. He is stuck in the past. What will happen when he finally meets the woman he has only ever dreamed about? "𝙎𝙤❟ 𝙍𝙪𝙙𝙧𝙖❟ 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙩?" 𝙄 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙢｡ "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩❟ 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙩❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨❟" 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙｡ "𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚❟" 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙❟ 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨❟ 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙｡ ➛ When two individuals with problematic histories meet, what happens? ➛ Will they make it to the end? ➛ Will they mend or destroy each other? Join this journey filled with a tone of drama, love and some goofy dialogue, with a sprinkle of smut. **vote, share and comment** © 2023 by Vasuki Sameer All rights are reserved.