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He was fire. She was the wind. And together, they could either destroy the world... or heal it. Rana Rudraksh Vardhan-Asia's most powerful businessman and the feared head of the Asian Mafia and the secret crowned prince of Vardhapur. He is untouchable, unbreakable, and cursed. Every woman who marries into the Vardhan bloodline dies within a year, and Rudraksh has embraced that darkness as his fate. Rivanya Bedi is his complete opposite-a compassionate soul with unshakable faith in Maa Gauri. Forced into marriage as a replacement for her step-sister, she is thrown into Rudraksh's world of blood, betrayal, and secrets that could burn her alive. But what she doesn't expect is the man behind the mask... the one whose pain runs deeper than the curse that haunts him. As Shiv meets Shakti, fire meets wind, and love collides with destiny, will their union receive the blessing of the gods? Or will Rudraksh and Rivanya be torn apart by the curse that has claimed every soul before hers? RUDRAVANYA - a story of love, power, and the divine war between fate and faith.

"He was feared by all... but he only melted when she looked at him with those tear-filled sea green eyes." 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 She wants to escape. He wants to own her. But fate? It wants them tangled-forever. A dark romance where obsession meets fear, pain meets healing, and love... comes in the form of a monster. #1 cold #1 indiastory #1 wattpadindia #1 loveaftermarriage #2 love #2 indian #3 desi #4 darkromance #4 fictionalcharacters #6 ceo

One was accused of a crime everyone believes he committed. And other's the only lawyer desperate enough to defend him. But saying yes means marrying a monster and surviving him. Jungkook's cold. Ruthless. Feared by everyone who knows his name. He's guilty of things far worse than what the world is accusing him of now. Taehyung a lawyer, just wants to save his sister's life. He never wanted to fall for the man destroying his. One case. One contract. One marriage neither of them can walk away from. A dark, slow-burn romance about power, survival, and loving someone who might ruin you. ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ •Top- Kook •Bottom- Tae Top Rankings- 1- bottomtae 1- taekook 1- lawyer 2- contract And more... This book is entirely written by me. Any type of plagiarism or translating is not allowed. Do not copy my work. Thank you!

In the Yaduvanshi family, wealth, power, and status know no limits. But love? Warmth? They're nothing but a mansion full of frozen hearts. They can rule empires with ruthless hands... yet can't hold each other when the nights get cold. And then came Mythili Ashutosh Chakraborty a woman in love. People say a woman in love is foolish... maybe she is. Because for the happiness of her love, she dares to dream of stitching this shattered family back together, holding on to a fragile hope gifted by someone just as broken as everyone She believes warmth can heal. But she's bound for life to Vidharth Singh Yaduvanshi the cold, unbending eldest son, a man who wears the skin of a human yet rules like the king of devils. Will he protect her wings... or tear them apart? Will she melt hearts of stone... or lose herself in the fire? This isn't just a romance. It's love tangled in betrayal, pain laced with hope, and a desperate attempt to piece together a soul that may never be whole again. Step into a world where every silence hides a secret... and every touch can heal, or destroy.

Story 2 of THE WIFE SERIES This book will have some mature seense in future marriage never meant to happen. A husband who refuses to accept it. When a wedding collapses at the mandap, Ishita Khanna is forced to replace her runaway sister and marry Aarav Malhotra-a strict university professor bound by family pride and political pressure. For Aarav, the marriage is a secret, a burden he wants erased from his life. For Ishita, it becomes a silent prison. Living under one roof yet worlds apart, Ishita must hide her identity while Aarav ensures no one ever knows she is his wife. In classrooms, he is her professor. At home, a stranger she is bound to. In a world ruled by control, silence, and unspoken rules, what happens when a forced marriage begins to crack the walls of power, ego, and denial? Because some relationships aren't born out of love- they are survived.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟑 𝐢𝐧 "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐬" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐤 was an escape. Or at least that's what I thought. But little did I know, it would trap me in a situation far worse than anything I'd left behind. The cruelest irony, I crawled and dragged myself into it. 𝐑𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 is a sentence etched in fire and I willingly chose to walk through the flames with him. In his hell. In his life. In his heart. "In my soul too, wife. You're every-fvcking-where."

She was trained to destroy him. He was born to ruin her. A marriage signed in blood. A love born from hatred. And a war no one saw coming. Liora Larsen was raised behind cold walls and colder lies sculpted into a weapon by her father to infiltrate, seduce, and ultimately destroy the Jeon empire from the inside. Her mission: marry Jeon Jungkook, the most feared mafia king in Seoul... and dismantle his world piece by piece. But Jungkook is not just a criminal. He's a devil in a suit. Ruthless. Brilliant. Unforgiving. And the moment she becomes his wife, she learns one brutal truth This marriage isn't to stop a war. It's to start one. What begins as a power play turns into a dangerous obsession. Secrets are traded like bullets. Desire becomes the most fatal weapon of all. And when the lines between love and hate blur into blood, they'll have to ask themselves the one question neither is ready to face: What if your worst enemy is the only person who ever truly saw you? ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: This story contains mature content including violence, emotional manipulation, trauma, obsessive behavior, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. S T A R T E D O N : 17th MAY

A young doctor with a chaotic life and no idea how close she is to danger gets mistaken for something she's not-and dragged into the world of powerful mafia families who don't make mistakes twice. Alessia Moretti only wanted to survive her shifts, her student loans, and her exhausting life. But when she's abducted by men she believes are criminals involved in trafficking, she becomes an unexpected variable in a war she doesn't understand. Vittorio Valeri doesn't tolerate uncertainty. Ruthless, controlled, and dangerously intelligent, he runs his world with precision-and Alessia is the first thing he cannot categorize. She unlocks a Volkov Syndicate security system without training, without fear, without explanation. Which means she is either a lie... or a key. Dragged into a game between the Valeris and the feared Volkov Syndicate, Alessia finds herself under constant watch, caught between men who would kill her without hesitation. Because in a world built on control, she is the only thing that doesn't make sense. And Vittorio is beginning to realize that not all variables can be eliminated.

Anya Seraphis just wanted a job at her best friend's café, but what she got was a silent, brooding CEO, Atlas Valtieri, who's tall, rich, and-oh, did we mention?-mute He communicates only through sign language, which would be intimidating if he weren't so ridiculously intense about... everything. Atlas quickly becomes obsessed with Anya, not in a creepy way (okay, maybe a little), but mostly in a "I'm going to silently stalk you from across the room while you make coffee" way. And Anya? She's just trying not to burn the café down while making his daily coffee order. As Atlas gets more possessive-like, "watching her every move like a dark, handsome hawk, " Anya can't help but laugh at how awkwardly obsessed he is. Their connection deepens, but so does the tension, because what's a romance without a little dark, possessive jealousy... and a lot of awkward coffee moments?

Her parents were murdered. The police called it a burglary. She called it a lie. When a mysterious truck nearly kills her, she knows- someone powerful wants her dead. Saved by a ruthless mafia boss, she's forced into a marriage... with his cold, dangerous Grandson. He's possessive. She's defiant. And neither of them plans to lose. "You know... I had this whole speech prepared." "You... practiced?" "I did." She laughed. Because the most feared mafia king had rehearsed an apology- just for 'her'. In a world of lies and danger... love might be the deadliest risk of all.

Lily Malen was never meant to be seen. She was trained to obey without question. To smile on command. To lie still and survive the kind of hell that strips a girl of her name, her past, her voice. She was property. Invisible. Disposable. Until she ended up in his house. Adrian Rossetti lives in a world of cold steel and quieter sins-where power is currency, loyalty is bought in blood, and monsters wear silk ties. At twenty-two, he's already carved his name into the underworld with bone-deep precision. Emotionless. Untouchable. Absolute. Lily is a mistake. One the House should have buried. But Adrian sees her. And the moment he does, he doesn't want to let her go. Not to save her. To destroy her. To peel back the pretty, obedient layers and see what she looks like when she breaks. To ruin the untouched thing fate dropped in his lap just to see if she bleeds differently. But Lily is softer than anyone he's known. And somehow, softer is worse. Because she isn't just breaking beneath him-she's making him feel. And Adrian Rossetti does not feel. He punishes. He controls. He owns. And if he's not careful, Lily Malen might ruin him first.

The world always believed in good and evil. White and black. Right and wrong. Love and obsession.But no one ever warned them about her.Because she wasn't just darkness-she was the kind of darkness that looked like light. It started like every perfect story does. A powerful family.A calm, untouchable man.And a girl... who smiled like she had never known pain was not a man people questioned.He was composed. Silent. Dangerous in a way that didn't need noise.The kind of man who didn't chase-because everything eventually came to him.Respect. Power. Loyalty. And love?He always believed love was softUntil she walked in.Soft voice. Calm eyes. Controlled chaos.She didn't demand attention-she became it. And for the first time in his life...Tahir looked at someonelike they were worth breaking his rules for.But what Tahir didn't know was-Sitara wasn't new to his world. She had been watching. Waiting.Planning.Every step. Every breath. Every encounter-calculated. Because this wasn't love at first sight. This was revenge at first heartbeat. Somewhere between stolen glances and silent wars,between calm touches and hidden scars...A story began.Not of love.But of possession.Of control.Of a girl who didn't want his heart-She wanted his destruction.And the cruelest part?He was ready to give her both.Because in this story- The villain doesn't hide.She smiles "They'll call me evil... but no one will ever ask what made me this way." - Sitara

Vladislav Petrov, 28, is the cold and ruthless leader of the Bratva. Standing at 6'4", he has dark brunette hair, striking blue eyes, a muscular build, broad shoulders, strong arms, defined abs, and an intimidating presence. He is possessive, easily jealous, and doesn't soften for anyone. Vladislav has one younger brother, Nikolai Petrov, who is just as cold, dangerous, and ruthless as his older brother, but far more smug and cocky. Nikolai enjoys getting under people's skin and isn't afraid to tease his brother. While in New York for business, Vladislav sees Amelia Pierce for the first time in a café. He immediately decides that she is the woman he wants as his wife and the mother of his future children. He demands a lunch with Amelia, where he announces his decision. Amelia Pierce, 20, is the complete opposite of Vladislav. She is 5'6", with long brunette hair and beautiful hazel eyes. Amelia is warm, kind, gentle, and soft-hearted. She has one older brother and has lived a life far removed from Vladislav's dangerous world. But after meeting the Bratva king, her life takes an unexpected turn, and she finds herself becoming his wife.

She was innocent. She believed in love. She trusted her family. Until the man she loved chose her own sister over her. Heartbroken and betrayed, she was forced into a marriage she never wanted-with the most feared local goon of the 1980s. Everyone expected her life to become a nightmare. But they were wrong. Because behind the terrifying reputation was a man who treated her like the most precious thing in his world. He brought smiles to a face that had forgotten how to smile. He protected her when her own family failed her. He cherished her innocence instead of destroying it. And slowly, the girl who had once been broken began to realize... Perhaps marrying the devil wasn't her punishment. Perhaps he was the only man who ever truly deserved her. But she wasn't going to forgive everyone who had betrayed her. If they wanted to see the innocent girl disappear- she would gladly show them the woman they created. She lost her love. She lost her family. But she found a devil who made her his entire world. And now, everyone who messed with her was going to regret it.

Once, their families were bound by trust. Now, they're divided by blood. Reyansh Shergill, heir to a ruthless mafia empire, and Amaira Raichand, the golden-hearted doctor. They both were childhood sweethearts but something turned their cute bond into hatred. 18 years they've been away from each other, The past burned their bond to ashes, and hatred filled what love had left behind. But when Amaira's brother dared to run away with Reyansh's only sister, the final spark was lit. For revenge, Reyansh did the unthinkable thing......he married Amaira. Not for love, but for Revenge. And Amaira? Did she wanted it? Maybe yes or Maybe No. Dive into the story to witness how their bond turns from 'Childhood sweetheart to Enemies to Lovers'

'ISHQ never enters quietly, it brings its own kind of RUINATION." __________________________ A top-tier university. Dripping with secrets. Two political rivalries held together by a settlement that feels more like control than peace. A third force watches from above → silent, dangerous, untouchable. Two murders. A revenge left unfinished. A vow to destroy everything. A silent soul enters next → too pure to understand the devastation, too trapped to walk away from it. And somewhere else, a hatred preserved for years waits behind restraint, held only by morals that are beginning to fail. Three stories breathing under one roof. Three ruins moving toward each other. And in between them → ishq, arriving exactly the way it always does: with ruin already promised. ______________________________ "I realised my love the moment I lost him."

Priya's hands trembled as she tried to eat, but Rohan's eyes were fixed on her-soft, loving, terrifying. **Rohan:** "Why are your hands shaking, jaan? Is my food scaring you... or am *I*?" Priya swallowed hard. "N-No. Everything is perfect." He smiled-empty, dangerous. **Rohan:** "Good. I only want the best for what's mine." When Priya whispered, "Rohan... this isn't love," his hand tightened around hers, then loosened just enough to be gentle. **Rohan:** "If loving you is madness, then let the world burn. You're my life now. And I don't share my life with anyone." Priya's heart sank as he brushed her tears away. **Rohan:** "Smile for me, jaan. Just one smile... or I might lose my temper."

"No bra," he murmured, his breath hot against her temple. "Knew you'd be trouble." "You came back," she said, tilting her chin up. The movement bared her throat, and Donovan's gaze darkened, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. "Couldn't stop thinking about you." His thumb brushed the swell of her breast. "About how you clenched around my fingers." her nipples pebbling under the fabric. Donovan groaned, low and throaty, his forehead dropping to hers. "Fuck, Lena. You're gonna ruin me." *** Donovan is Lena's dad's good friend, almost like a family until forbidden feelings start to grow between Lena and Donovan. She knows he is older than her-way too much but she doesn't care. All she needs is his hands on her throat and the pleasure only he could give her. Denovan knows she's young and far from his league yet he doesn't stop. Not when he got a taste and now he can't stop himself from having more.

Thud* A tight slap landed on Aarav Raizada's cheek. All the people in the party gasped, eyes wide in shock as they saw a girl standing defiantly before him. "How dare you touch me," Vedika's voice was sharp with fury. "I didn't touch you, you stupid girl." Aarav shouted, his face red with anger and humiliation. "Go to hell, Mr. Raizada," Vedika retorted, turning to leave. Before she could take a step, Aarav grabbed her wrist and yanked her back, "I didn't touch you, but you slapped me. Now I'll show you what happens when Aarav Raizada decides to touch." his eyes blazing with anger. Vedika's confusion quickly turned to shock as Aarav forcefully gripped her face and pressed his lips harshly against hers, right in front of all the media and guests. Cameras flashed, capturing the scandalous moment.

Book one-A Kingdom Made of Night For three thousand years, the gods have kept their greatest mistake buried beneath a dead kingdom. Malachar, the Devourer King. One of the ancient Firstborn, he was created with an insatiable ability to consume magic, immortality, and even the power of gods. Unable to destroy him, the gods chained him beneath the earth and erased his name from history. Until Vespera finds him. Known as the Hollow Queen, Vespera is the most beautiful living creature in existence-and one of the most feared. Kings have craved her. Mortals have worshipped her. Entire kingdoms whisper her name like a curse. Beautiful beyond reason and utterly without empathy, Vespera feeds on fear, pain, grief, and the souls of those unfortunate enough to cross her path. She was never supposed to find Malachar. She certainly wasn't supposed to free him. The moment his chains break, the world feels his return. But Malachar discovers something far more fascinating than freedom. Her. For the first time in his existence, the Devourer finds something he cannot consume. And Vespera, who has spent centuries inspiring terror and desire in everyone who looks upon her, finally meets a creature who sees every monstrous part of her-and wants more. Their fascination becomes desire. Their desire becomes obsession. And their obsession becomes something far more dangerous than either of them alone. He would slaughter kingdoms at her request. She would tear apart anyone foolish enough to believe they could take him from her. Neither wants redemption. Neither possesses a hidden goodness waiting to be discovered. And love will not save them. It will make them worse. Now ancient powers are awakening. Prophecies are unraveling. The gods themselves are beginning to fear what has been unleashed. Because the world was prepared for the Devourer King to return. It was prepared to fear the Hollow Queen. It was never prepared for them to fall in love.