RUINATION OF MADNESS
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The atmosphere grew more charged as the awards ceremony began, and the first few categories were presented. Then, a hush fell over the crowd as two figures took the stage. A lady, elegant and poised, stood next to an equally commanding man.
The lady, her voice smooth yet powerful, began: "The Best CEO of the Year 2025..."
The man, with equal authority, continued, "...And the award goes to..."
The room was filled with anticipation.
"And the award goes to..." both of them said in unison, their voices merging perfectly.
"MAHIMA SHERGILL!"
The crowd gasped.
From the audience, a woman stood up. She was tall, graceful, and dressed in an elegant black bodycon dress, radiating power and sophistication. Her presence was magnetic.
As she walked toward the stage, whispers began to ripple through the crowd. The woman's beauty and confident stride were undeniable, but it wasn't just her looks that captivated everyone-it was her resemblance to someone in the crowd.
The gasps grew louder as the truth slowly started to dawn on them. She looked strikingly similar to someone from the Shergill family, someone they all knew well.
''Madness isn't a storm; it's a quit ruin.''
Who is she?
What's her relationship with Shergill?
to know more read this captivating story of Mahima and Rudra
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𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 🖤
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The pure journey from "𝓽𝓾𝓶𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪 𝓷𝓪𝓪𝓶 𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓱𝓲 𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓱𝓲𝔂𝓮" "𝓪𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓪𝓹𝓴𝓪 𝓷𝓪𝓪𝓶 𝓻𝓾𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱 𝓷𝓱𝓲, 𝓴𝓱𝓾𝓴𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓱𝓲𝔂𝓮!!" To "𝓻𝓮𝓱 𝓷𝓱𝓲 𝓼𝓪𝓴𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪?" "𝓫𝓲𝓵𝓴𝓾𝓵 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓷𝓱𝓲 𝓳𝓲" 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 Hoor Rathore "𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒋𝒂𝒚𝒆, 𝒍𝒆𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒑 𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒆 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒚𝒆" 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒔 Rudransh Khurana "𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒅𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒌𝒚𝒂?"
Color Of Tear Is RED
" What are we?" She asked him red tearful eyes fixed onto his, He held cigarette between his fingers keeping his arm on his thigh, " W𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲?" He asked her back, in a low voice. More tears fell down her eyes, " Do i hold any right on you?" She questioned, whose answer might crumple her heart. " 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 " he replied with soft eyes, in his deep voice. ---------- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴, 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, Is the one stating such a statement, isn't it ironic? __________ "Can you please leave... your presence suffocates me" " OKAYHH..." he said shaking his head. He stood at a distance, eyed her with some unreadable expression. "hmm... to tum bhooke pyase,.. mere khilaf ansan karna chahti ho" (So you want to go on a hunger strike against me?!!) He picked up water jug perched on cupboard,.. she glanced at him and glass jug alternatively. * smash* she shut her eyes in reflex. The glass jug was scattered on ground in pieces, along with water. "Then do it properly!" ____________ 𝘽𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚~
The Revenge Wife
COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.Concluída
Their Tainted Merger
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁 & 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁 - He rules with an iron fist, but she's the storm that refuses to bow. He was a man who thrived in power, was feared by many and untouchable in every way. Cold. Ruthless. A man who never lost control-until 𝐇𝐄𝐑. She was a 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 he never saw coming. A wildfire in his perfectly structured world. She was everything he didn't want, yet the only thing he couldn't resist. Bound by a contract neither of them wanted, their worlds collided in a war of dominance, defiance, and unspoken desires. She was meant to be a pawn in a game he always won, but she 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 to kneel. And he? 𝙃𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙜𝙤. In a battle of hearts where trust is a luxury and love is a weakness, will they destroy each other... or will they be each other's salvation? »»----- - -----«« #5 in Jaipur (Nov. 1, 2025) #2 in Morally gray (July 6, 2025) #2 in Steamy reads (Sept. 11, 2025) #2 in south asian romance (Sept. 15, 2025)
A Thread Of Broken Promises
𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐑 A simple girl in her twenties. An event manager by passion, though her parents never truly supported her dreams. As the middle child, she grew up in the shadows of neglect, surviving on silent compromises and unspoken loneliness. Yet despite everything, she believed in love. Not the fairytale kind. Just the kind where someone finally chose her. But fate had cruelty stitched into its hands. One scandal. One marriage. And suddenly she became the wife of her best friend's elder brother... a man who looked at her like she was the ruin of his entire existence. The marriage she once dreamed of turned into a cage lined with silence, hatred, and broken promises. "The eyes that once held warmth for me now burned with so much hatred... it felt like they could burn me to ashes just by looking at me." 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 The eldest son of the Rathore family. Cold. Reserved. Dominating. The kind of man women dreamed about but could never truly reach. He was not heartbroken. He was simply incapable of love. Or at least, that's what he believed. Until her. Until the girl he never wanted became the only one capable of making him feel. But love, when poisoned by betrayal, becomes something far more dangerous than hatred. It becomes destruction. Revenge. A wound so deep that even love starts tasting like poison. 👑 A ruthless CEO who can't let go. 🔥 Enemies-to-lovers. Forced marriage. Royal secrets. Slow-burn desire. ⚠️ Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination and are not intended to resemble any real people or events. This book contains mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. This is my first book, and English is not my first language, so please bear with me and give this story a chance. I promise the secrets waiting ahead will be worth it.
His Avya .
✨ Abhimaan Maheshwari ( ML) A Delhi based ,28 year old businesses man . Luxury Chain of hotels and restaurant , owner of many automobile companies and many more Who is also the mafia boss of the underworld . Handsome , tall , most eligible bachelor. Who loves his family above all , he can die and kill anyone for his loved ones .some anger issues but only for his mafia world . perfect balance of traditional man wrapped in modern era only for his devoted family . His family still lives in Jaipur .so he regularly visit them. world . perfect balance of traditional man wrapped in modern era only for his devoted family . His family still lives in Jaipur .so he regularly visit them ✨Shravya Singh Rajput ( FL) 21 year , Indian girl , perfect blend of traditional and modern . Studying in Delhi Sri Ram college of Commerce , as 3rd year student of BBA . Lovable, bubble natured girl, who loves her family and her dreams only .. call her ambitious or whatsoever but she is strong and determined to be the next CEO of her father's Business of real estate and hotel ..which is on of the top 5 hotels in India . Her Family lives in Jaipur , she lives in Delhi for her studies. 💌 "Why did you agreed with this marriage ? " "Same goes for you miss " "I asked first " "Okh . Since you r business student don't you know profit n customer satisfaction is a priority for a business person ? " "Profit ? Customer satisfaction? What profit? And what satisfaction?" 'Ull know it all soon my lady "Not yet yours " "Okh to be mine lady "Concluída
DEVOTED TO HER
"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞,𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫" •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I don't want to hurt you Mr.Malhotra i am a mess, a total mess, I cannot even handle a relationship, I am not good enough for you nor for anyone else! I DON'T THINK YOU DESERVE SOMEONE LIKE ME" she said in a breaking voice as i saw her getting up to leave the room I stepped forward and held her hand and looked into her eyes with assurance and affection.. " I PROMISE WHOEVER LED YOU TO SAY THESE WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH...I WOULD MAKE HIS LIFE A MESS..You are beautiful the way you are! and i deserve every bit of you" the last words came out of my mouth like a whisper while rubbing off her tears with my thumb.. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Tune in the journey of how mihika mathur's life turned upside down when her fiance didn't turn up to the wedding venue leaving her on their wedding day waiting for him...and she has to marry her best friend's brother on whom she had a little crush when she was 17.. who she didn't know was whipped for her "DEVOTED TO HER" starting from 4th march 2024 ✨ ps: it's my first time writing..show some love🫶🏻 and suggestions are always welcomed✨
"Leave... me," she stuttered, struggling with those simple words. Sweat formed on her forehead as she felt so small and weak in his presence. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close -so close that he could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin. Her heartbeats echoed in his ears, and her lavender scent intoxicated him. Her soft, milky skin met his cold, rough hands, and the contact left her feeling both bruised and electrified. To him, it was a mere touch, but to her fragile body, it was intense. His hands roamed her back, pressing her closer against him. He pinned her against the wall, their bodies flush with each other. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "Do not think that this marriage will change anything between us. You are nothing to me but a wife in name." Her pulse quickened, and despite the harshness of his words, she felt a forbidden heat rising within her. His lips brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. The line between pain and pleasure blurred as he held her there, trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Will the rose be able to transform the thorn into a flower, or will she be crushed along the way?🥀🔱 She was rose in the garden filled with thorns🥀 He was the thorn that would destroy her🔱 Ansh & Anaya were tied in an arranged marriage. By their parents. Ansh Malhotra CEO of Malhotra&Co .The most eligible bachelor in India .Handsome, charming,attractive, tall and a heartrobe. He was dominating in every sense and wanted everything under his control. Anaya Oberoi Founder of smile foundation. The most beautiful, intelligent, caring and simple girl.Her family was her everything . what would happen when these two poles apart personalities would get tangled together in a bond called forever❤️🔥 🥀🔱 #5 hatetolove #1 Chapter
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