"In a world where alphas rule with bloodied fists and ancient codes, two kings collide not in diplomacy, but in destruction." Rudra Dev Singhania, the merciless alpha monarch of the East, doesn't ask. He owns. With golden skin and a voice that turns into law, his rule is ironclad, his empire bathed in fear. No soul dares to defy him until a single ghost slips through the cracks. Rian Valez, the snow-skinned blonde French alpha, is more myth than man. Known as Ghost Heir in whispered syndicate files, he's a sculptor of pain, a tactician with a spine made of vengeance. Their first collision is anything but diplomatic. Two alphas. Two enemies. One irreversible bond. In a world where alpha-to-alpha mating is both taboo and dangerous, they mark each other, not out of love but out of dominance. They should have killed each other. Instead, they're tethered by something darker, something primal neither of them can control nor fully understand. Read and find out what is written in their destiny. Start date - 11/06/25 End date -27/6/25

"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩." ✯ -------------------- ✿ ✯ ✿ -------------------- ✯ "I hate you more than anything else!" he said coldly, his eyes burning with disdain. But instead of anger, her lips curved into a mischievous smile. "At least you feel something for me. And something is always better than nothing, my Love." Her voice was soft, almost dreamy, as though hatred itself was a form of intimacy for her. With that, she turned her back to him, still smiling faintly, and drifted into sleep. He stared at her in disbelief, his chest rising and falling with unspoken emotions. ✯ -------------------- ✿ ✯ ✿ -------------------- ✯ He was everything, she wasn't. Full of life, innocent, kind-hearted, and charming enough to win anyone's heart. A true prince charming, with dreams too pure for the world, he was about to enter. And she? Cold. Arrogant. Ruthless. The kind of girl, who'd burn down the world for what she wanted. But fate had other plans. When Adhrit Mishra, a simple boy from a middle-class family, crosses paths with Anaisha Mehrotra, an arrogant heiress of unimaginable power, he never imagined, that one encounter would change his destiny forever. What started as arrogance, soon turns into obsession - the kind, that blurs the line between love and possession, desire and destruction. Now trapped in Anaisha's twisted world of passion, power, and control, Adhrit must face a terrifying truth - love isn't always tender, and some cages are built with affection, instead of iron. Will he survive her madness? Or will he end up loving the very reason for his misery? ✯ -------------------- ✿ ✯ ✿ -------------------- ✯ Thankyou for giving this story a chance!

YUVAAN SINGHANIA Digvijay Chakraborty is my constant The silence that steadies me The presence that holds me together when everything else feels too sharp to touch I rule empire with an iron grip, wearing perfection like a second skin To the world, I am untouchable. Unbreakable. Flawless. But with him, I unravel I cling I demand I burn with a possessiveness I never question Jay lets me be messy. Lets me be weak Lets me fall apart in his arms without asking why I need him so badly I tell myself it is friendship Because admitting otherwise means admitting I am already lost I hate the way my chest tightens when someone else gets too close to him Hate the way I need his attention like oxygen Hate how the thought of losing him feels like death And still, I never once ask myself what that means Because some truths are too dangerous to name DIGVIJAY CHAKRABORTY I am built to control chaos To dominate systems To erase threats before they ever surface Feelings are never part of the equation, until Yuvaan Singhania He is the only imperfection I allow in my perfectly ordered world Clingy. Emotional. Unpredictable Mine. Loving him is never a choice I love him quietly. Carefully With the kind of devotion that expects nothing in return Because the worst thing about loving your straight best friend Is knowing that honesty can destroy the only home you have ever had I never plan to confess Because loving him means choosing him over my truth I watch him lean into me without realizing how deeply he owns me Watch him demand everything from me and call it friendship And I give it to him. Every time Because I don’t just love Yuvaan Singhania, I have always belonged to him But when the world starts pulling him away, when love finds everyone else, even silence begins to hurt too much. And the question I have avoided my entire life finally demands an answer: Is loving him enough… If it means never being chosen? **Can be read as stand alone or as a part of Hearts series**

HIS PERFECT STRANGER Subtitle: Our Slow Blooms The scent of marigolds was suffocating. The sacred fire was a witness to a union born of a dying man's wish and a living man's despair. Arth looked at his husband-the man he had loved from the shadows for years-and saw only a stranger. A man whose soul was buried in a grave three years ago. "Humne phere le liye hain, Zamindar Ji..." Arth's voice was a fragile whisper, his eyes searching for a single spark of warmth in the cold marble of Vikram's face. Vikram didn't look back. His gaze was fixed on the portrait of the woman whose place Arth could never take. "Shaadi hui hai, Arth. Rishta nahi." Vikram's voice was like a frost that killed the first bloom of spring. "Is ghar ki dehleez ke andar tum sirf ek zimmedari ho. Meri patni ki jagah lene ki koshish bhi mat karna... kyunki vo jagah aaj bhi bhari hui hai." Arth stood in the silence of a room that still smelled like another woman's perfume, holding a glass of water from a man who gave him everything except a reason to breathe. He had married his dream, only to realize he was living in someone else's nightmare. What happens when the heart you want to heal is the one that refuses to beat for anyone living? Can a shadow ever compete with a ghost? Dive into a tale of 19th-century angst, silent tears, and a love so patient it might just break before it blooms.

He was meant to marry her sister...until she ran away. blind and bitter , sanidhya Malhotra never wanted a wife quite and unwanted marriage they are strangers in the same home _ until slow-burning passion threaten to rewrite the vows they never chose

She looks up at him, tears falling from her eyes thinking, was this the same man who was once completely smitten by her, who used to get worried seeing tears in her eyes. Not able to bear his mocking, Mushk strides towards him giving him a tight slap. He stops laughing and holds his cheek, turning towards her who gets shocked seeing the rage burning in his eyes Fear slowly erupts in her body and she steps back trying to run away from him. She runs towards the door. Mushk screeches in pain when a hand from back holds her hair tightly and pulls her back. She starts thrashing in his grip, tears pouring from her eyes. She was scared, so scared! Her heart was pounding in terror as she shivered in his arms. "You slapped me? How fucking dare you?!" Zohan screams in rage, making her flinch. He drags her towards the bed and pushes her on top. She immediately sits up moving back trying to get away from this beast. Seeing her moving back, he holds her ankle and pulls her towards him making her scream, he hovers above her with a sinister look on her face. The thunder roared at him in anger, telling him to stop but he paid no heed. It slowly stopped roaring, defeated. Small water drops fall on the ground which soon turns into a heavy rain, as if crying with the girl telling her they are with her, trying to give her some solace. The birds flew from there hearing loud wails filled with pain, crying at the poor souls fate. That night the angels returned to Allah with their heads bowed down in anger and hurt, crying for an innocent girl and cursing a particular man. Urdu dialogues are translated in the chapters. rest of the description, inside!

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𝕷𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌/𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊 (NOT EDITED) "Can you stop being so clingy for once?" Saying this he pulls out his arm from his tight grip and making her stumble back. tears gather in her eyes seeing his harsh behavior. ~~ "For god sake don't die on me Aaban...please!" whispering to him, she continues to perform CPR on him tears leaking out of her eyes, while the gurney was being rushed to the emergency ward. ~~ Join this beautiful love triangle story with me. please read the full description inside.

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A collection of series of different couples! Some happy Some sad Some reality filled Some emotional Sone cousins All in all every emotion to be portrayed in the story! Peep in to see different journeys of different couples