⋆.𐙚 ̊ His Quiet Obsession: "ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜱɪɴ- ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ" ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── When "̶I̶ ̶b̶r̶e̶a̶k̶ ̶r̶u̶l̶e̶s̶.̶"̶ type of girl meets ̶"̶A̶n̶d̶ ̶I̶...̶ ̶r̶e̶w̶r̶i̶t̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶m̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶.̶"̶ type of man!!! ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── ★| Amaira Gupta - resident chaos supplier, unofficial princess of her family, and professional "I-want-it-so-I-get-it" kind of girl. She's a walking playlist of Taylor Swift songs, a binge-watching K-drama addict, and the kind of bubbly sunshine that somehow manages to trip over flat ground but still look adorable doing it. She's a hopeless romantic, the kind who dreams with her head in the clouds, heart in her sleeve, and diary full of dramatic what-if scenarios. Somewhere between all the laughter, the pouts, and the twirls in her floral dresses... she unknowingly lost her heart to a pair of ocean-blue eyes. ☕ ★| Shivansh - the kind of man silence belongs to. He's already the disciplined, composed owner of his own company, the sort who keeps his suits pressed, his schedule tighter than his smile, and his life free from chaos... or at least, that's what he thought. Grumpy to the core, allergic to noise and mess, and carrying a past dark enough to keep most people at arm's length - he never imagined the girl with hazel-brown eyes, the one who barged in like a hurricane, would become the exception. He tried to run from her, from the warmth she brought, but destiny doesn't exactly care about his carefully drawn lines. ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── ♡ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕃𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕏 ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝔾𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡𝕤♡

Four brothers. One legacy. And a storm of secrets that refuses to stay buried. They were born into a world where power is currency and silence is survival. Raised to command, trained never to flinch - they rule the city's shadows like kings. Each of them carries a darkness no one dares to name. Each of them guards his heart like a fortress built from fire and ice. And none of them were meant to fall in love. But love never asked for permission. Now, secrets are cracking, loyalties are bleeding, and the rules they once lived by are starting to break - all because of the women who refused to be silent, obedient, or forgotten. This isn't about happy endings. It's about control, chaos... and what's left when nothing else remains. *** Warning *** Mature content, violence and intense novel

"𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆, 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇-𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒌𝒚-𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 - 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚. 𝑨𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒃, 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓, 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕?"

Devyansh Ranawat, 28, The CEO of Ranawat Empire and also have many other companies. He is also the unmerciful cold and cunning Mafia , and no one dares to challenge him. He Fears no one .He has a dominant personality but for his family he is the dream and softest man we all want. The only obsession he has is Nivya Roy Nivya Roy, 22, lost her faith in love after her boyfriend broke her heart, leaving her shattered. Now she doesn't believe in love, a pure soul but situation made her heart stone. She comfort everyone, present there always for them. Masked her face as a strong women but deep down she have many pain to Share . What will happen when these two opposite worlds will collide with each other? Will Nivya be able to find her love? Will devyansh be able to make Nivya understand the meaning of Love again?

"Betrayal in White" Dr. Arun Basu never wanted this marriage. His heart had always belonged to someone else. But when family duty forced him into tying the knot with Kaya Roy, he resigned himself to a loveless union. Kaya, on the other hand, loved him with all she had-hoping, waiting, breaking. And when she carried his child, she believed, even if for a moment, that love could be born from duty. But not every love story gets a second chance. Not every life gets saved in a hospital. And sometimes, the hands meant to heal... are the ones that destroy. A tale of love, loss, and the kind of betrayal that leaves no survivors. -

NISHA 🕊️ A 25-year-old girl, unloved and unwanted. 👤 Her father saw her as a burden. A curse. But LOVED HER BROTHER MORE THEN LIFE 📚 She grew up hiding bruises behind books, and pain behind smiles in a household where being a girl is crime . 💔 Her only light? Ali. Her best friend. Her secret. Her silent love. But when she finally confessed... 💔 He rejected her - not because he didn't love her, 🙏🏽 But because his imaan wouldn't let him. And then... fate played its cruelest card. 🌩️ A stormy night. A silent name. 💍 An accidental marriage to a stranger. AVAAN 🌑 Mysterious. Intense. Unbothered. 🧊 He never wanted a wife - but now, she wears his name. ❓And he has no idea what to do with her. He stepped closer, voice low. 🗣️ "You were never meant to be mine. But now... you are." She froze. ❄️ A shiver ran down her spine. 👳🏻‍♂️ One man left her for God. 🕶️ One man was handed her by destiny. And now... her imaan and ishq are about to collide. 🔙 Will Ali come back? 🔐 Will Avaan let her go? 💥 Or will Nisha be torn apart between two names... and one heart? ❤️‍🔥 A dark, forbidden tale of shattered hearts, unspoken love, and destiny's twisted games. ✨ © All Rights Reserved

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐌𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞. "𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐡... 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚. 𝐃𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞." 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐢𝐭." 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐣𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐰. "𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝..." 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ । 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 । 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

"I didn't fall in love with her... I surrendered. And now, there's no part of me that doesn't belong to her." *°•.˜"*°• 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚•°*"˜.•°*"˜ That wasn't just love. It was power. It was a king claiming his queen-in front of a kingdom that would now dare not question it.