KANAK: His Desire
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Book 1 of The suryawanshi's
♡AVYANSH × KANAK ♡
His fingers skimmed over her bare skin, slow, deliberate, setting her on fire with every lingering touch. Kavya gasped, her body betraying the war raging inside her.
"Tell me who you are," Avyansh's voice was husky, his lips hovering just above hers, teasing, torturing.
Her breath hitched as his hands trailed lower, possessive yet questioning. "I am your wife," she whispered, but even she knew the lie wouldn't last between them.
His grip tightened, pulling her against him, his warmth searing through her trembling form. "Lies," he rasped against her throat, his lips brushing against her skin, making her shudder.
"Then why ..why....every time I touch you... every time you shatter under me... it's like you were always mine." His voice was raw, his breath ragged. "So tell me, Kavya... why does your body remember me when your words refuse to?"
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ANDAAZ-E-ISHQ : A Royal Tale
# 2nd Book of "Till the Eternity" series Sharanya Singh Suryavanshi, a princess with everything at her feet, yet devoid of the freedom to live life on her own terms. Lakshya, a battle-hardened soul, dodging bullets since he was 17. Their paths weren't meant to cross, but destiny had other plans - an unwanted relationship, followed by a forced marriage. "I hate you," Lakshya spat, his anger boiling over. "I fucking hate you for doing this to me. I will never be yours, Sharanya Singh Suryavanshi." He hurled the aarti ki thali, shattering the ceremonial welcome. Sharanya's eyes flashed with defiance. "Fucking Stand there! Don't make me repeat myself. You're my husband now, whether you like it or not". "Varna sare Ghar Ke lights on kar dungi aur electricity ka bil bhi nahin dungi"... Sharanya "sirf electricity bill ke wajah se abhi chup ho raha hu" 😒😒.... Lakshya
His Healer Her Wound
Follow me on Scrollstack for early and further updates. Suryansh Ahuja A 26 year old man CEO of ahuja enterprises. Famous for his ruthless and emotionless nature, he only cares for his family. Doesn't have any belief in God, had vowed not to marry anyone ever because of his dark past. But his vowed broke when his knot got tied in compulsion and for the sake of his family. Not aware that his life will change after the ingress of her young wife Ishvika Mehra. Ishvika Mehra A 18 year old young girl studying in class 12th belongs to a reputed family who lives with rules, regulations and rites. A cheerful and sunshine nature girl who just wants to live everyday spreading love but despite her lovable nature if somebody messed with her she can show them the living hell. She is a hopeless romantic girl and wants a perfect man to love her the way she reads in her books. But a tempest changes her life when her family ties her knot with Suryansh Ahuja for their own benefit. Both HATE each other to the CORE. But destiny has some different plans for them. Move further into the book to know more about suryansh Ahuja and Ishvika Mehra. Their relationship and their journey. Tropes: ° Enemies to lovers ° Age gap ° Student × Ceo ° Slow burn ° Forced Proximity ° Dark Romance ° Sunshine × Ruthless ° Arrange marriage
#1st book of HIS Series. Aarav Singh Raizada doesn't need headlines he writes them. At 32, he's the eldest heir to one of the most feared and powerful business empires in India. Aarav is every headline's ghost king. He is has no weakness, woman and scandal Until she enters. Saanvi Chandak 27, dusky-skinned, sharp-eyed and ruthless beauty from Kolkata. CEO of her Chandak Enterprise she is Daughter of Ragini Chandak, the long-standing Chief Minister whose husband's fate is a mystery no one dares to question. Saanvi's presence is as commanding as her silence is terrifying. She has never once bowed, never once paused-until now. They don't flirt but clash. He doesn't back down and she doesn't break. From boardrooms to ballroom galas, every encounter between them is a war in slow motion. His words burn where as hers cut. They circle each other like predators, both too proud to blink first. But beneath the verbal blows and calculated distance is a fire waiting to erupt - one the world isn't ready to witness. Because together... they're not just intense. They're destructive. What starts as resistance becomes obsession. What begins in silence ends in something neither of them knows how to stop. And around them, people watch in fear - because when Aarav, the man who never feels, and Saanvi, the woman raised to conquer, begin to fall for each other... someone will burn. But behind Aarav's cold exterior lies a locked door - a secret from the past that shattered their family when he was only 11. A truth that still haunts him. One only he remembers. One that made him swear never to believe in love, never to trust desire. And yet, Saanvi makes him feel things he has buried deep - things he promised he would never dig up again. Because love wasn't part of the plan. But destruction? That's inevitable.
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