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Two rival Mafias pull each other's sisters into forbidden relationships to gain the upper hand.
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Two mafia rivals.
Two sisters who were never meant to be part of their war.
Siya falls for a man who feels too real to be a lie.
Charming. Dangerous. Addictive.
But she doesn't know... he's the very enemy her brother is hunting.
And he knows exactly who she is.
Rukmini isn't that blind.
She knows the man she craves will never love her.
Knows she's nothing more than a habit he refuses to quit.
Yet she stays... even when it destroys her a little more every time.
One love is built on deception.
The other survives on pain.
In a world of power, blood, and betrayal-
feelings are weaknesses.
Trust is fatal.
And when the truth finally comes out...
they won't just lose love.
They'll lose everything.
{REDEMPTION ARC}
Tropes:
She fell first he fell harder.
Powerful female characters
Brother's Enemy
Slow Burn
Mafia Romance
Rival Mafia Families
Enemies to Lovers (Twisted Version)
Forbidden Romance
Dark Romance
Angst
Fake love
Unrequited Love
Morally Grey Male Leads
Toxic Love
Multi couple
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒 (18+)
𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ✿✿✿✿✿ Welcome to the world of Aryans where family is placed before money or power. Here is love, here is hate, here is pain and here is the cure. The Rajputs. Rajput is more than just a name. It has a history of more than hundreds of years. The valour, the strength and the power to survive and win the darkest and hardest battle runs in their blood. Even after hundreds of years their blood holds the same valour, the same spirit which can cut an enemy into pieces. Carrying the Rajputana blood in their veins are The Aryans. The Mafia Clan led by the Rajput brothers. The powerful mafia and the more powerful men. With the faces of the great Greek Gods they are the walking Lucifers in the daylight and an alive Satan in the deep darkness of the night. Being in the Mafia and being the part of highest royalty they are worshipped like gods by their subjects. The gods who are the only makers and destroyers of the large and fertile land of 'Khashiq' a city which is hidden by the eyes of common people of the country. Even after 75 years of independence the government is afraid to set a foot inside this deep sea of death. The air of khashiq holds the smell of dead, blood and cries of innocents and sinners. In the land of darkness entered three innocent souls, one being ambitious who had to sacrifice, the second being musical who had to stay quiet and the third being the purest but had to turn filthy. They are the wives of three elder Rajput brothers who know everything but to love. Tainting the pious relationship of a husband and wife they break their wife in such a way that now nothing can pull the three souls out of that darkness, a darkness which is darker than the world of the Aryans.
Married to Ruthless Army Major
Dark romance|18+ | after chapter 24, available on stck She was raised to obey. He was trained to command. At twenty-one, she has lived her entire life quietly-studying in a government college, lowering her eyes, learning early that silence keeps the peace. When her family arranges her marriage, no one asks what she wants. They never have. At thirty-one, he is an Army Major with an unyielding reputation. Disciplined. Cold. Uninterested in marriage. He agrees only to satisfy his family-expecting a demanding bride, tears, tantrums, resistance. What he gets is a girl who doesn't argue. Doesn't complain. Doesn't rebel. Her obedience unsettles him more than defiance ever could. "You will sleep in my room from tonight," he said-already turning away, as if her fear was irrelevant. In a household where expectations are brutal and love is conditional, she is tested at every step. Mistaken for weakness. Pushed further into silence. And as she fades into the background, something dangerous begins to shift between them. Because he was never taught how to be gentle. And she was never taught how to say no.Kumpleto
𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 ║ 𝐊𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝟏: 𝐑𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐃𝐮𝐞𝐭 𝟏 ║ 𝐎𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠
「 ✦ 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 ✦ 」 "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮." When my father arranged my wedding to my enemy, I refused. Marriage was never part of the plan. My plan was to hate her and possibly fuck her. I didn't want more, nor did I expect it. Until her mistake changed everything. I offer her a deal. They say never make deals with a madman. He takes everything. 「 ✧ 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤 ✧ 」 "𝐆𝐨𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬... 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜." My childhood's most cherished dreams have turned into my adulthood's nightmares. Trust is a luxury I no longer have. And my father has arranged my marriage to my enemy. I needed to keep the Phantoms from taking me again. So, I had no choice but to accept his deal. I want to find some comfort in my hellish life. After all, your enemy can never bring you solace. 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐒 goosshhh your writing is too good... loving it already 💕 - sakshiihskas Damn good your storyline is❤️ - yxtshv5d6v6e Honoured to read such a beautiful, stunning frame of mind that writes to the soul. Thank you - pupzed You're a good writer. It was definitely different but interesting - jasminecabell *𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒* *𝐃𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐕*
HIS LOVE HURTS THE MOST
She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------Kumpleto
The Obsession of a Cursed King
He doesn't believe in God. She doesn't believe in love. But fate didn't ask for their permission. Ruthless. Feared. Obsessively in control-Rudra Singh Rathora never planned to marry. But when duty calls, he makes the ultimate sacrifice: a marriage of convenience to the innocent sister of his most loyal man. Dhanvi was never supposed to end up in a royal palace-let alone as the bride of a man who stares at her like she's prey and speaks like he's carved from stone. Cold. Distant. Dangerous. But something dark is stirring beneath the marble floors and ancestral curses. A forgotten palace. A whispered prophecy. And a voice that calls her from the shadows: "My Rani sa... my darkest desires await your return." As Dhanvi is pulled deeper into a world of rituals, secrets, and power-Rudra finds himself spiraling. Because the one thing he swore he'd never need is the only thing he can't let go of. In a kingdom where love is a weakness and loyalty is a weapon... Can a girl with trembling hands tame a man with fire in his veins? #DarkRoyalRomance #ArrangedMarriage #IndianRomance #PossessiveHero #WattpadReads #RudraAndDhanvi #CursedPalace #EnemiesToObsession #ForbiddenDesire #WattpadIndiaKumpleto
His stubborn love (Sample)
She has been forced to leave him. She has sacrificed her identity for saving him. She has sacrificed her all dreams for his freedom. She knew that he will hate her always for leaving him like that, she was ready to accept his hate but she can never able to stand any stain on his name. Now what will happen if she again found herself in those maze of past. What will happen when all of a sudden he came back to her life as an arrogant and cold hearted man? Did she able to stand his coldness? or is there something deep lying behind his cold face which she failed to notice. Join the roller coaster journey of Sejal and Prithvi. This time the emotions are fire, more intense and deep. This is the book 2 of His Crazy Little Wife Content is 18+ Under age people stay away. 🔞🔞Kumpleto
"Twisted Fates: Rudra & Nyra" (ON HOLD)
✍️ By @AuthorNilNetra "Nyra." My mother's voice, calm and firm. "Let the doctor see those arms. You're coming upstairs. Now." I snorted. "Mummy, please. I'm not a patient in Sanjeevani Hospital. I'm-" "Rudra," my mother turned, softening just slightly. "Can you help her up?" "I swear to all things holy," I started to say. But before I could finish- The bastard lifted me. "PUT ME DOWN!" "No." "I can walk!" "You're bleeding." "You're man-handling me in front of the ENTIRE FAMILY!" "Correct. Maybe they'll learn not to fuck with the woman I love." Oh. Fuck. Did he just- Nope. Not going there. My brain short-circuited, but I still managed to glare. "You think this is romantic? This is harassment!" Rudra didn't blink. "You're adorable when you're injured and angry." "Punch him," my subconscious offered. "Or kiss him. Or both. You messy idiot." Instead, I groaned, melting slightly into his arms because-ugh-he smelled like musk and fury and heartbreak. "You're enjoying this," I accused him. "I'm enjoying the fact that you're still alive." "...Touché." As he carried me up the stairs, my mother muttered to my nani, "They're either going to get married or murder each other." "Maybe both," Nani whispered. Honestly, fair. I didn't mind being carried. (But he's never hearing me admit that.) in this game of love, obsession, and power- He fell first. She fell harder. And their fates? Twisted beyond repair. 18+ smutty😉🔞
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The city of Mumbai buzzed with life, its skyline shimmering like a crown of ambition and desire. Amidst this world of luxury, power, and deceit, two destinies were about to collide... Agastya Khatri-a name that commanded power and respect. A ruthless multibillionaire known for turning everything he touched into gold, except for his own heart-cold, impenetrable, and ruled by logic. For him, emotions were liabilities, and relationships were nothing more than profitable deals. On the other side of the world of wealth was Shanaya Aggarwal-the spoiled, reckless daughter of a powerful business tycoon. Selfish and impulsive, she treated life like a playground meant for her amusement. Consequences were stories for other people. And then there was Siya Chaudhari-Shanaya's childhood best friend, the girl next door who believed in love, loyalty, and destiny. With her simple life and innocent charm, she was everything the elite world of power despised-and secretly craved. --- The story began the night Shanaya refused to meet Agastya, her father's business partner's son. Annoyed by the idea of an arranged alliance, she shoved the responsibility onto Siya, asking her to pretend to be "Shanaya" just for one meeting. Siya hesitated, unaware that this one lie would change her life forever. Dressed in borrowed elegance, she walked into the exclusive restaurant, heart pounding, hoping to survive the night unnoticed. But fate had other plans. Agastya Khatri was expecting arrogance and entitlement. What he found instead was innocence wrapped in elegance, vulnerability hidden behind hesitant smiles. He was intrigued. She was terrified. He saw a challenge. She saw a mistake. But destiny saw... a story worth telling. Two souls. One lie. An impossible love tangled in a world of deceit, power, and desire...
Wounded King || 18+ (On Hold)
His gaze locked into mine, intense, unwavering. "I need a verbal answer, little rose." I could hardly find my voice, but it escaped in a trembling whisper, "Y-yes... Abhii." In the next breath, he pulled my flush against him, his hand gripping the back of my neck. His lips found mine, gentle only for the first second before deepening. His kiss was commanding, urgent-sucking on my lips as if he'd never let me go. I tried to match him, to kiss him back, but his force, his hunger was overwhelming. All I could do was yield, surrender, let him take control. Wounded King is connected to the world of Shattered Silk, but it is a complete story on its own and can be read without reading the first book. Abhishek Rana never wanted a wife - only a name to offer someone with no one left. When he finds Naina, orphaned and alone, marrying her feels like fulfilling a duty... nothing more. "Not a single chapter wasted-every page pulls you deeper into a slow-burn that won't let you go." A slow-burn, age-gap romance between two broken souls forced into an unwanted marriage - and a love neither of them saw coming.
THE BILLIONAIRE'S CAGED ROSE
A ruthless billionaire locks his childhood crush in his penthouse, convinced only he can protect her from the world-even if she hates him.Kumpleto
𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ✿✿✿✿✿ Welcome to the world of Aryans where family is placed before money or power. Here is love, here is hate, here is pain and here is the cure. The Rajputs. Rajput is more than just a name. It has a history of more than hundreds of years. The valour, the strength and the power to survive and win the darkest and hardest battle runs in their blood. Even after hundreds of years their blood holds the same valour, the same spirit which can cut an enemy into pieces. Carrying the Rajputana blood in their veins are The Aryans. The Mafia Clan led by the Rajput brothers. The powerful mafia and the more powerful men. With the faces of the great Greek Gods they are the walking Lucifers in the daylight and an alive Satan in the deep darkness of the night. Being in the Mafia and being the part of highest royalty they are worshipped like gods by their subjects. The gods who are the only makers and destroyers of the large and fertile land of 'Khashiq' a city which is hidden by the eyes of common people of the country. Even after 75 years of independence the government is afraid to set a foot inside this deep sea of death. The air of khashiq holds the smell of dead, blood and cries of innocents and sinners. In the land of darkness entered three innocent souls, one being ambitious who had to sacrifice, the second being musical who had to stay quiet and the third being the purest but had to turn filthy. They are the wives of three elder Rajput brothers who know everything but to love. Tainting the pious relationship of a husband and wife they break their wife in such a way that now nothing can pull the three souls out of that darkness, a darkness which is darker than the world of the Aryans.
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