Vihaan knows something is changing within him... and for the first time, he doesn't completely hate it. Life feels different now-quieter, warmer, and far more complicated than he expected. What started as a simple contract marriage is slowly turning into something neither he nor Shraddha planned for. Somewhere between the arguments, late-night conversations, and everyday chaos, Shraddha has become more than just his wife on paper. She's become his closest friend... the one person who truly sees him beyond the arrogance and mistakes. But change doesn't happen overnight, and Vihaan still finds himself caught between who he was and who he wants to become. With shifting relationships, emotional moments, family drama, lighthearted chaos along the way, Vihaan and Shraddha's journey is about to take a turn neither of them saw coming. And in the middle of it all... how will Niharika react to this growing bond between them?

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭. ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ He extended his hands and it reached down my throat, choking me tightly. Tears gathered inside my eyes and somehow I managed to say "V-veer mujhe d-dard ho raha h-hai" Instantly he tightened his hold and replied in a low terrifying tone, "Toh nahi jana chahiye tha na kisi dusre ladke ke pass meri jaan. Ab dard toh hoga tumhe" He totally sounds like a psychopath right now, his possessiveness will kill me someday. ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "One or two?" He asked and I stared at him in confusion. "Fingers babygirl." He's rubbing my pussy, extending his middle finger toward my folds and dragging it back to my clit. I can feel the wetness down there. I'm not able to answer, everything is unheard. "Answer or you'll feel my dick inside you within a second" He commanded. "O-one" I slowly responded. Instantly, I closed my eyes tightly when he inserted two of his middle fingers with his ring on it. Oh, this is a pleasure.

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮ ⋆˙ "Wasn't it enough to break my heart that now you're breaking yours too?" Reyansh said, gazing at the divorce papers in his hands, signed by her. "We were never 'us'." Shravani replied, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at the papers he held. Reyansh let out a painful chuckle. "Then what were we, Mrs. Rajvansh?" he questioned, his voice tinged with danger, still fixated on the papers. Shravani remained silent, wiping away a tear. "It was just a coincidence that we met," her gaze shifted to his face, only to be taken aback by his roaring voice, "AND THAT DAMN COINCIDENCE IS CALLED DESTINY." ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ✮ "Ro aap rahin hain, aur dard hume ho raha."✮ ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ✮𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "I have drowned countless times, enough to realise I am not worthy of resurfacing." ✮𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 "I would cross vast distances, even through the depths of the ocean just for her." [Translations available!!!]

Dark Romance | Hate to Love | Unwanted arranged Marriage A romantic yet dangerous tale of the King of Pratapgad and the Princess of Sitapur. A bond so rare... so wild... the kind everyone dreams of, but only a few finds. An unwanted arranged marriage. A love born from hate. A connection that will cross every limit whether in anger or in desire. Their madness for each other will pull you in so deep... you won't want to escape. Their love will raise your standards so high, you'll never settle for anything less than forever. Ek bar is book me aao phir yaise pyar me par jaoge ki kahi aur nahi ja paoge 🤭 ___________________________________ He is the ruthless King of Pratapgad...... feared by enemies, respected by his people, and unreadable even to those closest to him. A warrior with an iron heart... who doesn't believe in love ...or marriage. She is the fearless Princess of Sitapur...... strong, independent, and unbreakable. A woman who knows how to fight the world, Kind yet fierce. Understanding her is never simple. Both live for their family. And if anyone dares to harm them... they won't think twice before destroying everything. This is not a soft love story. This is a storm....where hate burns as fiercely as love... and love is just as dangerous. He never believed in love. She believes in nothing else. ___________________________________ King wanna say that "Hum se sab darte hain... par hamari wali kisi se nahi darti." ___________________________________ "Who are you?" he asked, his voice filled with authority. "A strong, self-independent woman... who knows how to fight the world," she replied, meeting his gaze without fear. Copyright ©️ 2025 authoshivi © All THE RIGHT RESERVE

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Part 1 SUBMISSIVE ( ARRANGED MARRIAGE) SMUT/18+/ADULT/MATURE "We are married, and I vow to give you my last name," he whispered in my ear as we sat in front of the holy fire. "And since a relationship should be 50-50, you should vow to scream my first name." He was the CEO of the largest business in the world, a billionaire, and undeniably hot. But he had a secret: he was broken. The world feared him because of the kind of monster he was. He hated everyone. Could a monster be human? She was the fragile, innocent, and sheltered daughter of another billionaire. She knew nothing about the harsh realities of the world, as her parents had always loved and protected her. She was like spring-joyful and beautiful inside and out. Could she handle a monster as a husband? In the stark, sterile confines of his corporate empire, he reigned supreme. A man of ice, his heart as cold as the steel towers that surrounded him. She, his assistant, was merely a cog in his machine, invisible to his disdainful gaze. At home, however, a different story unfolded. They were bound by a secret marriage, a union known only to them. Yet, even within the walls of their shared sanctuary, her worth seemed to elude him. Until his best friend arrived. A charming, charismatic man who instantly captivated her. The spark of a forbidden attraction ignited within her, a flame that threatened to consume the fragile peace of their carefully constructed lives. As his friend's advances grew bolder, a dormant jealousy awoke within him. He began to claim her as his own, a possessive force that both terrified and exhilarated her. Arranged Marriage ❤️ Dominant X Submissive 🌶 Spicy/ Smut/ BDSM 🥵 Boss X Assistant 🤌 Love to hate 💔 She fell first but he fell harder 😳

Additional note : The chapters of the book are already in sequence . It is just , they are divided into sub-plots of the book . Don't worry , You can start. #Book-2 in Lost Royalty series He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

MR. LIGHT MONTGOMERY SALVADOR is the second son of the highest Mafia Lord in town. He owns lot's of companies and any properties. No girlfriend because he don't want it. But when he encounter a drunk woman outside in his bar he left something. A woman named Hera Monticello. A woman who's been cheated on by her boyfriend. Did they make it at last?