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𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫 "𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴" 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧-mature & heartbreakingly kind.She spent her life trying to survive the ghosts of past she never asked for.With amber eyes that hold storms & silence & a heart full of warmth, she's everything he refuses to believe in.She has been called curse yet she still chooses love over hate. 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤d-Cold.Calculated.Dangerous-a storm in human form.He was never supposed to be hers.Yet, fate bound them in a marriage built on misunderstanding, bitterness, and secrets.He's vowed never to fall for illusions like love.Especially not with the woman tied to the darkness that destroyed his family. ~ He believes she's the reason behind his family's ruin. She's the girl who watched hers fall apart-powerless to stop it. 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘑𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘠. 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘙𝘜𝘐𝘕. 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘛 ? 𝘐𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘕 𝘛𝘖 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘊𝘌. But when buried lies begin to surface & past enemies rise again.Will the masks finally fall?Will the truth set them free or destroy them both? Two souls. One destiny.A history soaked in blood, betrayal & love that refuses to die. Step into the world of Rida-where every heartbeat hides a secret,glance is a war, and love might just be the deadliest thing of all.

// What separates a hero from a villain is motivation. // One wanted to save the world, another to destroy it. And she? She just wanted a slightly better life than the one she was meant to have. Taking over the identity of her dead twin brother has kept her family safe. But when she is forced to become the assistant of the cruelest man in the City, the Inquisitor, the same lie might kill them all. But he's hiding something too-something powerful enough to shatter their world as they know it. And Wren? She's about to find herself caught in the eye of the storm. The Inquisitor's Assistant is a dark (but not overly gloomy) story with secrets, ambition, and one (very reluctant) assistant who's trying not to die. Come for the power games, stay for the emotional damage. If you enjoy books like Snowglobe, the Legend, the Hunger Games, there is a good chance you will like this one too.

They buried her once. Not in the ground-but in memory. Twenty-two years ago, two powerful families ruled Rajasthan side by side, bound not by blood, but by loyalty stronger than kinship. Their children grew up together-laughing in shared courtyards, making promises too innocent to understand. Until one night... Ruhi Thakur disappeared. Declared dead. Forgotten by the world. Except... she wasn't. Raised believing she was an orphan, Ruhi grows up fragile yet fiercely kind-her body carrying scars she doesn't remember, her heart aching for a past she was never told. Somewhere deep inside her lives a boy's name she has never spoken, and a home she has never seen. Reyansh Shekhawat never stopped looking. Not for her body. Not for her grave. For the truth. When fate drags them back into each other's lives after eighteen years, buried secrets begin to claw their way out-family lies, royal pride, unspeakable crimes, and a love that survived silence, loss, and time. But some truths were never meant to surface. And some memories... were buried alive for a reason. What happens when the girl everyone mourned comes back breathing? And what will it cost to uncover who tried to erase her existence? A slow-burn romance wrapped in suspense, family drama, and heartbreak- where love is gentle, trauma is real, and the past refuses to stay dead. ✨ Love. Betrayal. Memory. Survival. Because some stories don't begin with love- they begin with a disappearance.

"I hate you, I hate you a lot Shivansh Singh Ranawat" I Snapped out very loud while his hands snaked around my waist and shiver ran in my veins with our closeness. I gulped down my saliva as his lips made their way to my neck and he started to nibble on my skin. An unwilling moan slipped out of my mouth as he harshly bit on my collarbone. He looks up while my skin is in between his teeth and murmured "But I love you, Queen, either in front of the world or on my bed" My eyes widened in utter shock by his shameless words before I could say anything he again started to nibble on my skin making me shut. ___________________________________________________________ Yuvaan x Mahira

Some people enter our lives like storms. Some like shelter. Shivanya Mishra is an introvert with quiet dreams- a girl who loves rain, books, music, and a future she has only confessed to her diary. Raised in a middle-class Indian family, she has learned to stay silent, to follow rules, and to hide her biggest wish: a life of her own choosing. Ekansh Singh Raizada is everything the world fears and admires- a powerful heir, a college heartthrob, and a man carrying secrets darker than the rain-soaked night that shattered him. Behind his calm smile lives grief, guilt, and a past stained with blood he can't wash away. One stormy night. One umbrella. Two strangers who never exchanged names. She healed him without knowing who he was. He never forgot the girl with innocent black eyes who stood by him when the world collapsed. Now fate brings them back together-in college corridors, shared projects, stolen glances, and unspoken connections. But when dreams clash with destiny, and silence meets secrets... will love be enough? ☔ A slow-burn rom-com with pain, healing, found family, and a love that begins quietly-but changes everything.