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> She thought marrying him would save her family. She was wrong. Reyansh Oberoi was not just powerful-he was dangerous. A man people feared to even look at. Cold eyes. Cruel rules. A heart wrapped in darkness. Yashvi never wanted to become Mrs. Oberoi. But destiny forced her into a marriage where love never existed. Or maybe... it existed in the most terrifying form possible. The more she tries to run from him, the deeper she gets pulled into his world of secrets, obsession, enemies, and truths buried for years. Because some devils don't destroy you instantly. They make you theirs first. And Reyansh Oberoi? He was the kind of devil who never lets go. . . "Don't judge this story too quickly. Every chapter hides a truth.This story is more than just a mafia romance." 🤍

She ran from a marriage meant to own her. Only to fall into one that would unravel her. Zara Khatib is nineteen-chaotic, untamed, and born into a world where daughters are not daughters, but deals waiting to be signed. She is everything a mafia princess shouldn't be-reckless, defiant, and impossible to control. So her father decides to sell her off in marriage to a ruthless enemy prince. Zara does the only thing she's ever been good at. She escapes. But fate doesn't offer freedom easily. In a desperate gamble to disappear, Zara walks into a marriage of convenience-binding herself to a stranger who is everything her world warned her against: silent, distant, untouchable. Younous Khan is a man who rules empires without ever raising his voice. A CEO carved from control and calculation. A man who lives behind locked doors and deeper silence. What Zara doesn't know is that every step she takes into his world was already anticipated. And what Younous doesn't expect... is her. Because Zara is not soft enough to obey, not broken enough to submit, and not quiet enough to survive his world without being seen. And the more she tries to escape one cage, the more she realizes- this one has eyes in the dark. Some marriages are contracts. Some are traps. And some connections are never accidental. 🖤 🖋️ Updates every Monday, 5 PM GMT

Aarohi never believed in love again-only survival. A single mother with a painful past, her world revolves around one thing: protecting her child. Reyansh doesn't believe in love either. Cold, powerful, and dangerously controlled, he needs a wife to secure a high-stakes deal. Their marriage is nothing more than a contract. No feelings. No promises. No future. But somewhere between silence, shared wounds, and unspoken care-lines begin to blur. Because he fell first. Quietly. Irrevocably. And when her past returns to destroy everything, she'll have to decide- was she just part of a deal... or the only thing he was willing to lose everything for?

She was trained to hunt monsters. He was born to be one. When Lily Willow steps into a school ruled by fear, she isn't afraid-she's hunting. But Arthur Davies isn't just the untouchable school president everyone fears... he's something far more dangerous. And the closer she gets to destroying him, the harder it becomes to resist him. In a game of secrets, power, and deadly attraction... who will hunt, and who will fall?

She didn't choose the marriage. He didn't choose emotions. But fate chose both of them. An arranged marriage binds two strangers... and turns a contract into something neither of them expected. Because some stories begin where choice ends.

She was never supposed to be part of his world... And he was never meant to become hers. Anaya Verma had always lived a simple life-far from power, far from influence, and far from people who believed love was a weakness. But everything changed the night she met him. Reyansh Malhotra. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. A man who didn't believe in love... until he met her. What started as a coincidence turned into something dangerous. Something forbidden. Something neither of them could control. Because in his world- love wasn't a fairytale. It was a risk. A weakness. A mistake. They fell in love quietly. In stolen moments. In hidden glances. In a world that was never meant to accept them. But some love stories aren't meant to stay hidden forever. And when their truth came too close to being exposed- Reyansh made a choice. A choice that shattered everything. He walked away. Without explanation. Without warning. Leaving Anaya with nothing but questions... and a broken heart. For two years, she believed one thing- She wasn't enough. So she changed. She rebuilt herself. Stronger. Colder. Untouchable. She became someone who didn't need anyone. Someone who would never let love break her again. But fate isn't kind to unfinished stories. Because when their paths cross again- Nothing feels the same. And yet... Everything does. This time- Reyansh isn't the man who walked away. He carries regret. Guilt. And a love he never let go of. And Anaya? She's no longer the girl who waited for him. She's the woman who can walk away. But the truth they buried years ago is still alive. Secrets. Sacrifices. And a love that was never truly gone. Now the question isn't- Do they still love each other? Because they do. The real question is- Can you trust someone who once broke you? Can love survive silence, betrayal, and time? And what happens... when the girl who was once a secret becomes the only thing he's willing to lose everything for?

Two strangers One unwanted marriage. Now, fate binds them together in an arranged marriage neither asked for. He wants nothing from this relationship-no love, no emotions, only silence. She still dares to hope, to believe that maybe... love can return. Between cold stares, painful pasts, and unspoken feelings, their story unfolds. A journey from betrayal to trust, from distance to desire, from strangers to soulmates. Because sometimes, the love we stop searching for... finds us again.

A feared mafia boss. A gentle husband who isn't afraid of him. And a three-year-old who runs the house like a king.

FIRE & STEEL She built her empire with iron will and frozen resolve. He burned his way to the top, leaving ashes in his wake. Tanvi Rathore - Moscow's Ice Queen. Steel magnate. Untouchable. Unbreakable. Reyansh Agnihotri - New York's Golden Fire. Tech mogul. Ruthless. Relentless. They met once. Hated instantly. Swore never again. Then the world decided they were in love. Fake photos. Viral scandals. Corporate enemies playing puppet master with their reputations. Their empires crumbling under manufactured lies. The solution? A contract marriage. Eighteen months of pretending to be the power couple everyone thinks they are. The rules? No feelings. No complications. No falling in love. The problem? When fire meets steel, something's gotta melt. And neither of them are good at losing. Enemies to Lovers | Fake Marriage | Billionaire Romance | Forced Proximity | Slow Burn He calls her Princess. She calls him Devil. The world calls them perfect. They call it war. One contract. Eighteen months. Zero chance of survival. #Reyanvi #BillionaireRomance #EnemiestoLovers #ContractMarriage #FireAndSteel

Leonides Volkov was a man people feared. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Born into one of Italy's most powerful mafia families, control was something he had never lost-and never planned to. Marriage was nothing more than a responsibility to him. A contract. A name tied to his. Nothing else. But everything changes when he visits an orphanage in India funded by his family... and notices a quiet girl standing far away from everyone else. Hana. Soft-spoken. Timid. Invisible. A girl with no family, no power, and no place in his world. Yet somehow- His attention lingers on her. What starts as simple curiosity slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Possession. And once Leonides Volkov decides something belongs to him... He never lets it go.

Arjun Malik and Isha Roy-two names that always seemed to exist in the same sentence, yet never in the same story. They were never strangers. In school, they spoke. They laughed. They understood each other in ways no one else did. But love? Love was something they never dared to name. Because Arjun was never the kind to slow down. He didn't chase feelings-he chased power. Success. Control. A throne built with his own hands. And Isha... She was never meant for that world. While her family counted wealth in numbers, she counted happiness in moments- in recipes, in late nights experimenting with flavors, in a dream that had nothing to do with legacy and everything to do with passion. So she walked away from the empire she was born into... and built something that was truly hers. A restaurant. A dream. A life that felt like breathing. Years later- He became what he always wanted: a CEO, powerful, untouchable, feared. And she became what she always needed: free.. But fate has a strange sense of humor. Because when they meet again, it's not soft. Not warm. Not like before. They talk. Of course they do. But not like people who once meant everything to each other. No late-night conversations. No laughter that lingers. No "how are you" that actually means something. Just sharp words. Polite distance. Unfinished emotions hiding behind controlled expressions. Because somewhere between ambition and independence... between power and passion... they lost something. Or maybe... they never gave it a chance to exist in the first place. Now the question isn't whether they will meet again. It's whether two people- one who chose the world, and one who chose herself- can ever choose each other.

Jungkook, the most feared mafia king, never hears the word "no." But one fearless girl refuses him and walks away from his dark world. Now, what started as anger turns into obsession. In a story of power, faith, and dangerous emotions- will the Devil King win her... or lose himself?

Adhiraaj Rathore is a man who never looks twice-until one unexpected moment makes him stop. Aarunya Mehta is building her own world, unaware of the power that just noticed her. They don't belong together. They don't even know each other. But he remembers her. He searches for her. He falls first. And when she finally sees him- her fall won't be quiet. It will be the kind that changes them both.

He married her for pride. She stayed for silence. Meera - the princess of Udaipur. Obedient, quiet, raised to serve duty before desire. Veer - the arrogant crown prince of Jaipur. Cold. Dominant. And utterly uninterested in love. Their marriage was not a union. It was a battlefield. But as secrets begin to burn, glances linger too long, and silence turns into obsession - one thing becomes clear: She may be his forced wife... but he's the one losing control. 🌹 An enemies-to-lovers royal romance with obsession, betrayal, and a love written between broken vows. 💔 She was his punishment. He became her undoing. - By @authorsnehaa

PROLOGUE Yuvraj Raghuvanshi×khashvi sharma She stood in the rain, completely drenched. Her sari clung to her body, her eyes were red, and her whole body was trembling from the cold and pain. Kashvi's POV: Even I can't understand myself... and you say you understand me? And anyway, I don't believe in love - especially not in my life. You don't know it now, but one day you'll change too. He stood in front of her. There was a storm in his eyes - whether it was anger or hurt, even he didn't know. But every word she had spoken was piercing his heart like sharp arrows. He wanted to make her understand. He wanted to make her trust him... but- Yuvraj's POV: Understanding you isn't that difficult, Kashvi. From the very beginning, you were like an open book to me. I've understood all your unspoken feelings - and I always will. And as for love- (His voice turned firm, his eyes burning with emotion. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her closer, and said intensely:) Don't you dare say that I don't understand love. Yes, I know it. I feel it. Earlier, love was just a word for me - but you proved me wrong. My eyes, my heart, my soul - everything knows it now. And one day... I'll prove it to you too.

For ten years, Siddhi Raghavan has loved Mishkat Saxena. He was the boy who caught her when she fell off a school bus. He became the man who held her hand through every fight, every fear, every fragile beginning. Theirs was the kind of love that felt like destiny. Then a corporate retreat forced her into the orbit of Nisaar Singh Bedi-a man who looked at her like she was the only person in the room. Powerful. Unreadable. Haunted by something he couldn't name. She told herself it was nothing. But some things refuse to stay nothing. When an accident tears through her world, Siddhi finds herself stranded in a reality she doesn't recognize. The people who love her have become strangers. The life she built feels like a story someone else lived. Except for one face. One voice. One memory that refuses to fade. Now caught between two men-one who holds her past, one who holds her present-Siddhi must navigate a love triangle she never wanted, while the truth of what happened threatens to destroy everything. Because the heart doesn't forget. And some choices can never be unmade.

When Danté continued to stare at her she blurted the first thing she felt was a little reasonable, "Do you live alone in the west wing?" Danté continued to watch the different expressions on her face as she struggled to think of something to say. After a while, he decided to help her a little. "If what you mean to ask is if other family members live here - the answer is no." "Not even Theo? I heard you were close." Elle asked. "Theo doesn't stay in a place for long. He moves around a lot. Why do you ask?" Elle began to inch away from the table slowly because she was finding it hard to keep up with the conversation. She wasn't made of stone - with such a face, who could withstand the short distance with their reasoning intact? "No reason. I was wondering if I could have my pill concoction room in your west wing." Elle sneaked a look at Danté and quickly looked away. She wasn't sure how he would respond. But she felt that it would be wise to station her business in the west wing. Danté had a very dignified aura, many other dignified people would definitely come here. "I'm not a magian, don't you think it would be better to stay in the main house with Isabelle and learn from her?" Danté wisely pointed out. He knew what this little magian was thinking. Theo had filled him in on how "business-oriented" she was. "However, you can stay here if you agree to give me one hundred and fifty pills every week..." Disclaimer: Cover picture does not belong to me! Only the editing on it are mine. Please vote and share as you read. Think of it as a kind gesture for a first time writer😍

Aryaveer Rathod stands ,29, 5.9 ft, built with a lean but powerful frame. His face has the sharp, sculpted perfection of a Greek god, with high cheekbones, a defined jawline, and calm, unreadable eyes that rarely reveal emotion. His demeanor is cold and distant, and he speaks only when absolutely necessary. People struggle to understand him-many don't notice when he arrives or leaves-but his quiet presence still intimidates others. His controlled movements and silence make him feel like someone who is always thinking far ahead. Aryaveer is completely disinterested in romance or women, keeping his focus only on his own path. His aura is powerful, mysterious, and impossible to ignore. Siya Gupta, 26, is 5'5" with brown eyes that seem to notice everything. Calm and confident, she carries herself with an air of mystery that naturally draws people in. Coming from a good background, she worked her way up to become a skilled hacker at a top company. Deeply spiritual, she believes strongly in Mahadev. Siya is sweet, playful, and hopelessly romantic at heart, but there's something about her presence that makes boys nervous and hesitant to approach her. Approachable yet unpredictable, she leaves a lasting impression on everyone she meets.