"I am not a saint. I am a sin who will devour you, worship every inch of you until you forget where pain ends and pleasure begin." Her jaw clenched. A humorless chuckle escaped her lips. "I am your biggest mistake, Mr. Yugarth Singh Rathore." His laugh was a shard of glass in the darkness. He leaned in, a promise of violence in his eyes. "Careful. My mistakes don't get second chances. They get buried." Her jaw tightened, a last, futile show of strength. "Don't try to touch me. Stay away." His smirk was a wolf's, baring teeth. "You're saying this when I am already burning deep inside you, little dove? "Your body is my sanctuary," he murmured, voice a low rumble that vibrated through her veins, dark as the abyss they danced on the edge of. "The only thing I ever worship is you. I am devoted to every inch of you." "I don't worship gods," he murmured. "I worship the ruin I chose... and that ruin is you."

▪︎He is 20 years controlled restrained rigid guy whose life is controlled by his family. ▪︎She is 18 years sunshine,bubbly, naive and cute girl who is princess of the family and the Janu of his He thought,"Loving you felt like learning to breathe again-slow, careful, as if the world might punish me for wanting air." What happen when they fall in forbidden love where they have to fight for their love. Its a series of book. Lets take a dive in their story.

Amer accepts no Queens... The Sheesh Mahal takes them all. A princess who is forced into an alliance with the exiled prince who once swore to destroy her Kingdom. The royal alliance is sealed in Sheesh Mahal of Amer fort where every bride of the family has disappeared before her anniversary. #1 in royalindia (23/08/2025) #1 in palacesecret (23/08/2025)

Jayvardhan Pratap Singh × Prachi Malhotra "Unse mili nazar ke mere hosh ud gaye..." Sometimes destiny doesn't knock politely. Sometimes it collides. What happens when a storm falls in love with a mountain? Prachi Malhotra - chaotic, energetic, sunshine wrapped in human form. Jayvardhan Pratap Singh - cold, composed, and dangerously calm. She talks too much. He barely talks at all. She walks into a room like a whirlwind. He walks in like silence itself. Two opposites. Two different worlds. But all it took was one glance... and suddenly nothing felt the same anymore. Because sometimes love doesn't grow slowly. Sometimes it begins the moment two eyes meet. ............. Tropes: • Love at first sight • Enemies to lovers • Grumpy × Sunshine • She fell first, He fell harder • Strong FL × Strong ML • Slow burn romance • Age gap romance

Book 2 of "THE HEART Series" ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙Prayer Of The Heart‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ She sat perfectly still in front of the mirror, dressed in a heavy red bridal lehenga that felt like it was weighing down her entire chest. Her reflection looked like every bride a family dreams of. But none of it felt like hers. The silence broke with the soft click of the door. Her best friend walked in. She looked beautiful but her usual spark was missing, and her smile looked forced. "Everyone's calling you downstairs. The baraat has arrived," she said gently. She turned her face slightly but didn't get up. She blinked back the sting behind her eyes. "I'm sorry, isho... You should've been the one standing here, not me." "Stop. Don't say that," she whispered. "Nothing is your fault. Life just... turned wrong somewhere." "I never wanted to take this place from you. But fate... fate made a joke out of both of us." "It doesn't matter anymore. You have to be strong now. At least try." There was a pause. "Did he... he pick up? Did he answer?" "No." A rush of emotions rose inside her, she tried to name it anger, tried to name it resentment. But the truth stung sharper: she could never really hate him. She whispered, "Let's go before I lose whatever courage I have left." »»--⍟--«« She never believed in love, not when her own family turned into strangers wearing the mask of blood. Surrounded by betrayal, the only thing she learned was suspicion. And when her brother's best friend walked into her life, she was certain he was just another shadow waiting to hurt her. But he wasn't. He was steady where others were cruel, silent where others lied. Still, her heart refused to trust him, until the day the walls she built began to crack. In a world where loyalty cuts deeper than knives and love feels like the most dangerous risk of all, can two broken souls find something worth holding onto? Or will their story remain nothing more than a prayer whispe

♤ This story is not for the faint of the hearts. It is a psychological, horror and thriller story so read at your own risk. ♤ VEDA TRIVEDI - A simple 20 year old girl who is trapped and isolated in a strange place, remembers nothing and is no less than a sloppy toddler that just started to walk. Veda is terrified, hopeful and morbidly curious. What is her story ? What is happening? Is she just a normal girl or is she something....darker ? Who is she ? This story is from the female lead's viewpoint or from the third person view - because she lives it and you ? you are only here to watch - NOT help, but to watch and perhaps even be sucked in by the whirlwind that is this whole blackhole. This is a story, of a girl trapped and forgotten yet free and remembered, of a girl broken and scared yet hopeful and curious, of a girl left and thrown aside yet loved and cradled in equal measure. This story is one that will make your head hurt, it will make you think, it will make you live what Veda is living. So dive in and give it a shot. Veda is waiting for your warmth in her cold world and perhaps someone else awaits alongside her....watching...not her. But you, always you. Welcome to 'THE EYES THAT HOLD' ♡

📖 Book 3 - His Secret Wife Vol. 2 The secrecy of Aira and Ranveer is over - but the battle has just begun. Aira Malhotra is no longer the hidden wife of Ranveer Raisingh. Their love, once a quiet defiance, now stands tall in the open - tested, tried, and blessed with twin miracles. But peace doesn't last long when Meera Raisingh's shadow still looms over their newborns. For Ranveer, the time for restraint is gone. This time, he's not protecting a secret - he's protecting his family. As the Raisingh matriarch's obsession turns darker, Aira and Ranveer must face a truth they've long avoided: sometimes, love isn't enough. What happens when fate intervenes? Meanwhile, Aarav Malhotra and Shivani step into a new chapter of their own , whereas a Blessing enters Ranveer's life guided by fate. In a story that blends love, legacy, and revenge, His Secret Wife Vol.2 brings the saga to its most explosive chapter yet - where family isn't just blood, it's the battle you choose to fight for.

#1stStory She swore to hate him- He swore to own her- "Marriage doesn't work like this," she hissed, breath shaky. His lips curved into a dark smile. "In my world, marriage works however I want. Either you marry me, or I'll ruin you first-and still make you mine." Her palm cracked across his cheek. "Shut up, bastard!" He stilled, slowly touching the sting she left behind. His eyes burned with something deadly-and hungry. "You shouldn't have done that," he whispered. "Now you'll never get rid of me." She stumbled back to the window. "I'll jump! I'll end it here!" "Jump," he said smoothly, almost amused. "I'll catch you in the air. I'll follow you to hell if I have to. Baby, you don't escape me-not in this life, not the next." Her body trembled on the ledge. "I'm serious." He moved behind her, wrapping her waist in a bruising grip. His breath scorched her skin as his mouth pressed cagainst her neck. "So am I. If you jump, I'll fall with you. Heaven, hell, doesn't matter-" his lips dragged along her throat, possessive and cruel, "-you'll still be mine before we hit the ground." ♧•°●●°•♧ #1 femaledoctor #1 intenseromance #1 loveandpower #1 Indian setting #1 Citylife #1 Craziness

She slapped a rich man in front of everyone. No fear. No apologies. She never knew that man would one day become the husband she never wanted. She hate him. He's dangerously obsessed with her. An arranged marriage. A professor hiding secrets. A girl who lost faith in love. This is a dark, slow-burn romance where hate turns into obsession and one night changes everything.

This story begins with a little girl named Shraddha, whose heart has belonged to Krishna since the first prayer she ever whispered. Her devotion was pure, innocent, and unwavering - a quiet strength she carried through every season of her life. She was her father's little shadow, deeply attached to him in ways words could never be captured. But life, with all its unpredictable storms, took him away too soon... and with that loss, something inside her changed. Shraddha stopped believing in love - not because she was cold, but because she had once loved too deeply, too honestly. And losing that love had left marks she never showed the world. Until the day she met Vivaan Singhania. Six feet tall, quiet by nature, handsome without trying - Vivaan wasn't the kind of boy who spoke first, yet the moment he saw her, something in him shifted. It wasn't dramatic. It wasn't loud. It was simply real. He fell for her in the first meeting... not with obsession, but with a softness he didn't know he was capable of. Where Shraddha carried silence, Vivaan brought calm. Where she feared attachment, he offered patience. Where she doubted love, he became proof that it still existed. This is the journey of how a heart once afraid learns to feel again. How a girl who loved Krishna found someone who loved her with the same devotion. How Vivaan slowly, gently, and wordlessly became the soft corner of Shraddha's life - her comfort zone in crowded halls, her peace in overwhelming moments, her quiet safety in a world that once felt too loud. By the end of this story, you'll see not just how Vivaan made her believe in love again... but how Shraddha discovered that love, in its purest form, doesn't demand - it heals.