For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul. -by Judy Garland ⚜⚜⚜ "Why are you Ignoring me?" I plea in a soft whisper. "Because I'm scared !" he says clenching and unclenching his knuckles. "What are you scared of Viren?" I beg, Nuzzling his face close to mine. "I'm scared to fall in love! coz it shows the worst side of life." He mumbles staring directly into my eyes. "Because once again I don't want to be the only one to fall. " He adds in his raspy voice as if suffering from agonizing pain. I just hug him close to me and whisper in his ear "This time it's not only you Viren!" His hold on me tightens and I feel dampness on my neck. ❇❇❇ 𝙑𝙄𝙍𝙀𝙉 𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙃 is the "Alpha" male who is at the top of the social status hierarchy being the youngest entrepreneur and bachelor.He has greater access to power, money, and mates, but one thing that he can't earn is the connection that he craves. Being hurt more times you could think he just gave up and became the ruthless brother that people know. 𝗣𝗔𝗔𝗞𝗛𝗜 𝗞𝗔𝗣𝗢𝗢𝗥 She can be defined in just a few lines and those are,She makes a broken look beautiful and strong look invincible.She walks with the universe on her shoulders and makes it look like a pair of wings. 𝗠𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗔 𝗚𝗜𝗟𝗟 Beautiful, soft-spoken, and caring are the words that define her. She is not a coward but her past brings only hurt and bad memories. So she finds her solace in her two best friends Aditi and Paakhi. 𝗔𝗥𝗛𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗛 He is a somewhat reserved person, but he is generous and kind. He is happy to be out of the limelight, that his brothers thrive in. He is curious about everything, loves to grapple with puzzles, needs facts to understand things, and isn't easily dupe

Mature content ! 2nd book in VILLAIN SERIES 🔥 All series are standalone and don't relate to each other. "From today onwards, am your Rana Sa rajkumari" he smirked "Your family didn't even try to save you. Hahaa...they agreed so easily to give you as a prize in this war " he mocked her "Y..you can never become my arya(husband)"she whispered unbelievably" my family agreed because you threatened them" she glared him with tearful eyes "am going to marry prince of jamrath only. Prince Rituraj. " "You are right..you are definitely going to marry today "he smirked while pulling pulled her towards him harshly "But to the prince of Mahawargarh. " he roared like a lion " am not like your family. I will definitely protect you from all the evil things raajkumari " he smirked evilly while forcefully taking her towards the holy fire " Shivanya - An ACE IN SEDUCTION but princess for name sake. A broken soul who just want only one thing in her life - to become pride of her kingdom and for that she has secretly studied everything. She thought she found her man after meeting prince rituraj. But her dreams shattered when one day before her marriage, whole kingdom gets attacked by army of most ruthless enemy - Advay Rajput Raana Advay Singh Rajput : Also knows as War machine of Mahawargarh and enemy of 20 states. His morning starts with bath of blood followed by Cries of thousands of people begging to him for mercy. But no voice ever reached to his ear. Wherever he goes, he make enemies everywhere. He doesn't know how to write , read or to love someone. A king without any great talent. This is what people used to think about him. But what is his actual reality ? Read it to find out.

❤️ Completed ❤️ She brings two coffee mugs in her hands and sees that he is busy with his work, she does not want to disturb him in any way, so she immediately goes to the balcony by places the coffee mug in front of him. But a very beautiful and shy smile always appears on her face whenever he is in front of her. She is pressing her lips under her teeth to control her rapid heartbeat. Takes his eyes off his laptop, watches her walk towards the balcony, and immediately holds his coffee mug and enjoys its fragrance for a while, with a smile, and sips it a little bit. He always loves her presence around him and deliberately shows that he is not noticing her. A wide smile starts crafting on his lips after remembering her shy smile which always enhances her beauty when she sees him. ****************************** He is driving too fast and with a strong jerk, he stops his car on a deserted road because he knows she is very disturbed today. She looked outside and cried silently. Then he forcibly makes the girl sitting next to him sit on his lap but as soon as she is sitting on his lap she starts hitting on his chest with her soft and small palms. She is very angry with him and wants to show her anger just like this. He also knows that he has made a mistake and is ready for this punishment. But he immediately grabs her nape and crushes his lips with her soft petals. She feels shocked but starts moving her lips with him while having a lot of tears in her eyes. ********************************* A journey from fighting to sweet banters. In short, it's just arranged marriage that turns into a very sweet journey.

𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 " I will ask you last time , what you were doing with him " He asked as he got more near. I stayed still on the table of the classroom . " And who do you think you are to ask me anything " I said keeping my eyes on him. " Your Keeper, love " He whisper softly but he was still breathing harshly . " Don't dream high, you are no one . Sir " I said with scarasm. " Yes , I want you to take me inside of you with this. Attitude of yours " He was now more closer. " Then I will break you and your attitude " " Stop saying things, you are not capable of " " You are challenging me? Love " He asked with raised eyebrows. I smirked and run my painted nails on his well fit shirt. " Of course I am " I said looking up with challenge in my eyes. " Then challenge it is love, I am going to be the only one, who will take your Virginity and that too baby , with your parents inside the same house " I gulped and stare the fire in his eyes. I made a mistake. I challenged my own professor who is 6 years older than me to take my Virginity . In my parents house. And I know he will do it. Because apparently I started this game. And now he is controlling everything . I didn't know that Adam Caine is going to be my desire and then the biggest nightmare. *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　 Ayzal Malik leaves Pakistan for London to study fashion design. On her first day at the University of London, she accidentally slaps her professor, Adam Caine-the hottest man on campus. Adam never expected to meet someone as wild as Ayzal. She develops a crush on him with some obsession and wonders if he feels the same. and it not then why he is giving her hopes.Is this forbidden relationship worth the risk, and can they avoid the consequences?

"Bh...ai.." Avni whispered in a barely audible voice as Ekansh was holding her in his arms. His hands trembled as he saw her drowned in the pool of her own blood. "Avni, you will be okay bachha. Please don't close your eyes . Please beta , I know you are strong" Ekansh said to her gently as he put pressure on her wound to stop bleeding. Listening to him Avni gave him a faint smile as she whispered "d.. don't....wo..r...ry..bh..ai. I....i..... won't.....le..ave...you...all...th...this...soon. i ..s...still.....ha....have...to.....da...nce......in..... you....r..... wedding". She took a deep breath as she said this. Ekansh chuckled in tears listening to her" i know princess, won't let anything happen to you i promise" he said and kissed her forehead. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "B...bhai" as soon as these words left her mouth Ekansh's head snap towards her. His eyes were red with anger as he glanced at her." i am sorry bhai " her trembling voice reached his ears and his eyes softened a bit but then again turned into anger " SHUT UP! My daughter could have died because you. Do you realise that". He ran his hands over his face to calm down his anger and turned his face away from her and said " just don't, don't show me your face Avni". His words felt like daggers to her heart as a sob escaped her lips. She quickly wiped her tears and ran inside her room. ___________________________________________________ Let's dive into the story to know about the lives of the RATHORES.

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

"Miss Mathur," he said, voice laced in amusement, "it didn't look like you were ignoring me," Shiv could feel the heat travel all the way through her neck to her face. She cleared her throat, "Aren't you tired of looking at my face." "I'm a man of patience, Miss Mathur." she could feel his breath in her skin. "And you are the least boring subject." When Shiv turned to look at him, their lips almost touched, he was close, closer than she could take it. Things always end up getting complicated, when its ABOUT LOVE!!

DRITI ARORA × GOUTHAM KAPOOR He pushed her against the cold wall pinned her two hands with his one arm and slacked his other arm around her waist. She opened her mouth to shout but it got instantly shut by a Kiss on her plum lips. He was kissing her possessively and it was more like punishing her. He pulled her more towards him leaving no space between them and deepened the kiss. Driti was breathless when he let go of her lips. She can see his hot breath on her earlobes. " I GOT YOU MRS DRITI GOUTHAM KAPOOR" ____________________________________ MAHIRA RAJPUT ×VIVAAN SINGANIA "Mr Singania, meet Ms Mahira Rajput, my assistant and the one who working on the project on which we are going to collaborate" Mahira plastered a small smile on her face and turned towards him. Her smile turned into horror when he was looking directly into her soul. How can she forget that the black eye which always found its way towards her? It's still the same as what she had seen last time, filled with hatred for her "Vi...Vivaan". She whispered ______________________________________ ISHARA MEHRA ×DEV MALHOTRA "Who is he? Your new boyfriend?" He asked in his demanding voice running his hand through his hair, like trying to compose himself. "It's none of your business". I said in a firm voice. Rajat is just a friend but I don't want to explain anything to him. Why is he behaving like he owns me? "oh ya, how can I forget how whore you are" His statement made me still for a second. What did he call me, a whore. Before my hand touches his cheek for a slap he holds it and twists it behind my back. He is standing so close to you. " I know your true colour, Ms Ishara Mehra. How much money did he pay you to sleep with me ." My eyes are wide in his accusation. What the hell is talking about? Do I get paid to sleep with him ??? Did he see me as that type of woman.

Her body shivered with my touch while my perverted heart is enjoying this feeling. We are very close that I see her soft pink lips were quivering with our closeness. Her body fragrance is like a fresh lavender which is making me crazy. When I am about to move closer she pulled slightly away from me with her delicate palms but my hands gripped firmly around her waist. I was attracted to her innocent eyes and beautiful lips. We don't know how much time, we lost in staring at each other. ******** Check out to know the story of two people, Aadhya and Advik who are bonded in an unexpected relationship.