❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

Many people thought that the sweet-looking second miss of the Gu Family must be a gentle, kind and soft person. Yet sometimes, the truth was in the hands of the few. This is a story of a tyrant flower in the guise of a delicate flower and a seemingly sickly but extremely long-lived and infatuated emperor. The infatuated emperor's each day: spoil the tyrant flower, and take care of government affairs along the way. In truth, this is a sweet story. Offline Purposes/Not Mine Authors: Butterfly's Shadow Beneath the Moon/Yue Xia Die Ying/月下蝶影 Credits: Translators/Editors

𝙋𝙊𝙇𝙄𝙏𝙄𝘾𝙄𝘼𝙉 × 𝘿𝙊𝘾𝙏𝙊𝙍 Reyansh Rathore is a young politician and soon in recent elections, he will be nominated as Chief Minister of the state. On the other hand Dr. Mayra Bhatia, who is a surgeon and live by herself. Mayra have very vague opinions when it comes to politics, all because of her bitter past and some hidden secrets of her life. There path meet each other, when Mayra did the surgery of Reyansh's mother. She decided to a keep safe distance from him. But she caught his eye, when she bruised his ego in there first encounter only. And now he wants apology from her but she is person who lives on her principles, not ready to apologize to him. "I did nothing wrong, so I will not apologize." This is what she said to her boss. There will be lot of Conterversies and rumours. Let's witness there journey together. How these two from totally different worlds and different opinions end up together or not? This book contains cute as well as dark romance. So read it, if you can handle that. You've been warned already. Tropes:- 𝙰𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚢 × 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 × 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎.

She was the goddess of death, the ruler of the underworld. Names followed her through the ages-Death, Reaper, and Devil-but she favored one above all: La Muerte (a spanish term for Death)For a thousand years, she had judged the wicked, ruling with both mercy and mercilessness, feared in the underworld and whispered about even in the heavens. La Muerte often wandered Earth,Tonight, she stood before the ancient Di Carlo palace .The Di Carlo family had long been allies of demons, their home a gateway between the underworld and the mortal realm. Inside, the last Di Carlo patriarch lay dying, his breath weak . She entered his chamber like a shadow , "You've come," he rasped, nodding toward the cradle where a newborn slept. "I felt your Call . What do you want, old man?" her voice cut through the silence, sharp yet curious. "Protect him- my bloodline," he whispered."In exchange, take my life, my soul-whatever you wish." Her crimson eyes flickered as she studied the infant. "A fair trade," she murmured. "I will give him my blaze to shield him, but one day, I will take it back .And I will name him myself." The old man nodded, his last breath slipping away as she leaned toward the child. "Lucifer," she said softly, her voice carrying both power and promise.The deal was struck . Twenty-six years later, the infant named Lucifer Salvatore Di Carlo, No longer a fragile infant, he was now the devil of the mortal world-ruthless, dominant, and feared by all who dared to cross him. the blaze that protected him- It had fueled his rise to power, sharpening his mind and hardening his heart. He had no weaknesses. No love. No mercy. Until she returned. La Muerte came to reclaim what was hers, as the deal had promised. And he wanted her.Not out of gratitude. Not out of reverence. But with a mad, obsessive desire that bordered on insanity. The goddess of death had unknowingly created her greatest adversary-and her most devoted worshiper.

Nandini Verma was 18 when she penned her first story, a tale of passion, betrayal, and revenge. It was a masterpiece, poised for publication. But on the night she was to share her brilliance with the world, tragedy struck. Her abusive father, a figure of torment throughout her life, met with a fatal accident. The trauma of that night left an indelible scar on her soul. Five years later, Nandini emerged as a successful and famous writer, her books captivating readers worldwide. Yet, she remained a phantom, her identity concealed from the public eye. The story that had been her first love remained unpublished, a secret burden she could not bear to revisit. Unbeknownst to her, the villain of that story, a creation of her own imagination, had somehow crossed into the real world on the night of her father's death. With smoldering red eyes and striking grey hair, he possessed a dark allure that captivated all who encountered him. In her book, he was Asura, a name that inspired fear and awe. In the real world, he adopted the name Yashwardhan Singhania and rose to power, becoming the most formidable and wealthy businessman in the world. Yashwardhan had not forgotten the injustice of his literary demise. For five years, he scoured the earth for the author who had condemned him to a tragic end. His quest was driven by a twisted blend of vengeance and obsession. When he finally discovered Nandini, his fury gave way to an all-consuming love, a mad infatuation with the woman who had created him. Nandini's quiet existence was shattered when Yashwardhan stepped into her life, a storm of power and passion. As their worlds collided, she was forced to confront the shadows of her past and the monstrous reality of her own creation. In a battle of wills, desire, and destiny, Nandini and Yashwardhan's story unfolded in ways neither could have foreseen. Would she be able to escape the clutches of the man who was both her greatest enemy and her deepest desire? Only time would tell.

Once upon a time, when the universe was still a canvas of chaos, two beings were born from the whispers of the cosmos - one to create, the other to end. Life bloomed first, her touch weaving colors into the void, breathing warmth into the cold emptiness. She carved lands from stardust and spilled rivers from her veins, painting beauty across the desolate world. But where life danced, shadows followed - for with every beginning, there must be an end. Death rose from the silence she left behind - dark, eternal, inevitable. He was the storm to her serenity, the hunger to her abundance. Yet even in his stillness, he watched her - watched how she gave, how she loved, how she created. And in that watching... something began to stir. But desire was a dangerous poison in the hands of Death. He didn't want to watch - he wanted to own. To break. To rule. When his hunger grew unbearable, he waged war - not for destruction, but for dominance. He wanted to claim Life - her power, her lands, her light. But neither could win, for they were equals. It was the Caretaker of the Fate Tree who sealed their endless battle with a challenge. If they wished to fight, they would do so not in the heavens... but in the mortal realm - bound by human flesh, bound by the rules of fate. A game of power. A game of desire. Yet no one could foresee the price that would be paid. For in his quest to conquer her... Death would fall to his knees. And Life would become his only obsession. The game was set. The players were ready. But fate... fate always had the final move.

The entire office held its breath. The silence was deafening, the tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. No one dared to move, let alone speak. The air was cold-not from the air conditioning, but from the presence of the woman standing at the head of the long conference table. Roohani Singhania's gaze was sharp, her expression carved from stone. She held a contract in her hands, her perfectly manicured fingers tightening around the pages. A single flick of her wrist sent the document flying across the table. "You think I'm a fool?" Her voice was ice, sending shivers down the spines of the men in suits before her. "Do you take me for some naïve little girl you can manipulate?" The CEO of Singhania Enterprises wasn't known for second chances. The man across from her- a senior executive twice her age-swallowed hard, his face pale. "Ms. Singhania, I-" "Get out." The words were simple, final. Deadly. The man scrambled to gather his papers and flee, leaving a suffocating silence behind. No one dared to speak, to move, to breathe. Except for one person. A soft clink echoed in the room. A steaming cup of coffee was placed beside her hand. "Extra strong, no sugar. Just the way you like it."Roohani's gaze flickered up,only for a second. Mahir Sehgal stood beside her, calm as ever. The only person in this entire building who wasn't terrified of her. She said nothing, merely picked up the cup and took a sip. The warmth spread through her, easing the tension in her shoulders. "Meeting's over," Mahir announced smoothly, already gathering her things. And just like that, the Ice Queen turned on her heel and walked away-because why waste time on fools, when she had empires to run? Mahir sighed, shaking his head as he followed her. She was the coldest woman in the business world. He was the only one who could survive her storms. But what happens when the Ice Queen starts melting... for him?

𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 "My women doesn't need to be soft hearted." 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "Because I have all powerful boyfriend." ✿✿✿ "Now," He slowly folded his handkerchief, "to answer your initial question." He paused, continuing to watch her, "You're a smart woman, it shouldn't be hard for you to figure out, my dadi hopes I'd pursue you." Her eyes flickered slightly, a hint of embarrassment finally showed on her face, "I think. You might have kept her waiting too long. What she really wants is for you to have a lively, adorable child." "You're indeed very smart." He smiled, which made her feel slightly relieved. "But pursuing you is my personal decision. Not every woman is eligible to bear my child." He spoke again, although his tone was gentle, his aloof attitude made it hard for her to keep her cool. She never thought such a cold yet cultured man would say something so arrogant lying disrespectful. "Is Mr. Sooryavanshi always this straightforward when pursuing women?" She asked. "I've only pursued you." He said. She felt a bit of a headache. This was the first time she found dealing with someone so difficult. "We've met, like, twice in a day. Don't you think you're being a bit impulsive, Mr. Sooryavanshi?" Sha asked. "I trust my judgment." He said. ✿✿✿⁠ He wanna purse her. But she just got heartbroken. will she accept him to pursue her? will he be able to help break her cold heart wall? if she accept him will his family gonna approve her as their daughter-in-law? So let's dive into the journey of 'RUHANSH'...

Siara Malhotra was once the heartbeat of her family-a spirited, passionate girl who dreamed of love and acceptance. But one cruel twist of fate left her broken, disowned, and accused of a betrayal she never committed. Cast out from the only home she knew, Siara rebuilt herself far away, emerging as one of the world's top neurosurgeon. Yet beneath her success lay a shattered heart and a soul that no longer believed in love or warmth. Mahir Sehgal, CEO of Sehgal groups was the man she had loved with every fiber of her being, but he had never returned her affection. Bound by a dying wish, Mahir reluctantly married Siara, only to abandon her on their wedding night. For three years, he stayed away, unaware that siara no longer has any expectations from life or love, she no longer loved him. When fate brings them back together, both must confront the ghosts of their pasts. Can two broken souls find healing in each other, or will the scars of betrayal and indifference keep them apart forever? WHAT WAS THE REASON SHE BROKE BEYOND REPAIR? TO KNOW, DIVE INTO THE STORY Copyright Notice: DO NOT COPY MY WORK

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