Sharanya SG

Hi everyone,
          
          Apologies for the self-promotion, but I’m a new author and wanted to share my books His Dangerous Obsession and Echoes in the Haveli. I’d truly appreciate your support and feedback!
          
          Echoes in the Haveli
          In Rajasthan's sun-soaked heart, the Singhania's rule their village like kings powerful, proud, and bound by tradition. But beneath the polished marble and ancestral pride, cracks are spreading. Raman, the family's silent protector, hides heartbreak behind duty. Karan's laughter masks a hunger for more than the family name. Rakshit keeps his wounds and everyone else's secrets hidden behind quiet eyes. Veeranshu is the wild storm, desperate to outrun his guilt.
          
          When four fearless women each as bold as the desert wind-step into their world, nothing will ever be the same. Ishita, the village doctor who won't back down. Tejasswi, the dreamer with stars in her eyes and rebellion in her blood. Drishti, the gentle artist fighting for her family's survival. And Bani, the orphan-turned-warrior who's never belonged anywhere, until now.
          
          Love. Betrayal. Family feuds. Scandal. In the shadows of the haveli, history repeats itself-and every secret, every lie, is about to come to light.
          
          Welcome to a world where friendship is rebellion, love is a battle, and only the brave write their own destiny.
          
          The Singhania's thought they controlled their fate. But this time, the heart will have the final say.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/408550376-echoes-in-the-haveli

Hi everyone,
          
          Apologies for the self-promotion, but I’m a new author and wanted to share my books His Dangerous Obsession and Echoes in the Haveli. I’d truly appreciate your support and feedback!
          
          His Dangerous Obsession
          He didn't love her the way normal men do.
          He loved her like she was his undoing.
          
          Karan Kundrra is powerful, feared, and dangerously private.
          The kind of man who controls every room he walks into.
          
          Tejasswi Prakash is light soft laughter hiding a spine of steel.
          She believes love should feel safe.
          
          When their worlds collide, fascination turns into fixation.
          
          He watches her.
          Protects her without permission.
          Decides she's his long before she ever agrees.
          
          As his obsession deepens, Tejasswi is forced to question everything:
          her freedom, her fear... and her heart.
          
          Because the scariest thing about Karan Kundrra isn't how dangerous he is it's how hard it is to walk away from him.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/407620337-his-dangerous-obsession

https://www.wattpad.com/story/407392423?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Bindas_girl_04

Try this maybe you found your comfort in this story 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406201476?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=farashaTales

Looking for a story with thrilling twists and intense plots?
          Maybe this one will catch your interest 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/408583046?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=farashaTales 

 Tamed and tainted this is such a disgusting story like literally shit... author is fucking pathetic to write something like this and romanticizing it.... he literally cheated on her.. "grinding"  with another women is cheating.. and he is doing this to make her jealous eww... he is married and calling another women sexy, hot etc...nand then also hating natasha after making her jealous.. like she is not married He is...what do you want us to do?? to swoon over him for dancing with another women to make his wife jealous he is a fucking manwhore... we don't have such low standardshe literally has no respect for her none.. he has called her so many names.. I bet he would not like if she did something like this.. no type of character development could cure this... AND the fmc has no self respect she is so spineless.. he literally cheated on her and she did nothing and he didnt even apologize and called natasha his preference.. God I have never read about such a low life fmc she  is so pathetic... She hugged him after he enjoyed dancing with another woman... Mmc is a manwhore and fmc is spineless pathetic lowlife woman who doesn't have an ounce of self respect... Such a shitty story... Author you have such low, pathetic standards... God I don't know how I stumbled upon this story.. I have read stories where mmc doesn't even looks at another women, respects fmc,.. I don't know how I landed upon this story.. Ewwwwwwwwewwwwwwwwwwwew author

"Seedha khadi rahiye," he murmured, tone innocent, hands... not so much.
          
          As he wrapped the saree around her, his fingers lingered at her bare waist a second longer than necessary. Just enough to make her shoulders tense. Once-very lightly-he pinched her side.
          
          She gasped. "R-Raghav-!"
          
          "Shhh," he said smoothly. "Saree pehna raha hoon."
          
          Liar.
          
          He leaned in slightly to fix the pleats, fingers brushing against her back where the blouse dipped low. His touch was warm, teasing, unhurried.
          
          Vanya's breath turned shallow.
          
          Pagal hai yeh aadmi, she thought, heart racing.
          Subah-subah hi shuru ho gaye.
          
          He noticed the way she stiffened, the way her hands clenched at her sides.
          
          And smiled to himself.
          
          "Relax," he whispered, voice low near her ear.
          "Aapne hi kaha tha... main pehna doon."
          
          She swallowed, cheeks burning, eyes fixed stubbornly on the wall in front of her.
          
          Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai... yeh mujhe jaan-boojh ke tang karte hai.
          
          Behind her, Raghav was enjoying himself far too much.
          
          But beneath the teasing, his touch stayed careful. Protective. Familiar. Like he knew exactly where the line was-and exactly how to make her feel seen, wanted, flustered.
          
          As he worked on the pleats, he thought quietly:
          
          > "Itni pyaari lag rahi hai woh,
          aur unhein khud bhi ehsaas nahi,
          har ek muskurahat qatl-e-aam karti hai,
          aur woh masoom si, is raaz se anjaan hi sahi.
          
          "https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med

 #MAFIA_SERIES 
          
          Aanya, stop," Adwait said, his voice slightly louder now, laced with warning.
          
          She could see it-he was about to snap. Yes, yes, now he'll lose it, she thought, a thrill sparking in her chest.
          
          But instead of reacting with anger, Adwait simply leaned back in the chair, eyes locked on hers. Then, without a word, he began to unbutton his shirt-slowly, deliberately-each movement exaggerated, until he yanked it off and tossed it aside.
          
          Aanya's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. Shock flooded her face.
          
          "Ahhh! Shameless!" she shouted, spinning on her heel and making a dash for it.
          
          But he was faster. Adwait stood in a flash, reached out, and caught her wrist mid-stride. She turned, her hand already balled into a fist, aiming straight for his face. But he caught it mid-air.
          
          In one smooth motion, he twirled her under his arm like a dancer, then leaned in and pressed a bold kiss to her left cheek.
          
          Her mouth dropped open again-outrage, disbelief, and something else flickering in her eyes.
          
          She didn't hesitate. This time she lifted her knee, aiming for his stomach, but he caught her leg with ease. Sliding one arm under her knee and the other around her waist, he bent her slightly backward in a dramatic dip. Before she could wriggle free, he kissed her right cheek.
          
          Then-thud.
          
          He let go.
          
          Aanya landed squarely on the floor, right on her backside.
          
          Crossing his arms over his bare chest, Adwait looked down at her, a smug smile playing on his lips.
          
          "You lost," he said.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/400266339?utm_source=android&utm_medium=li
          
          
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Hey author I read Tamed and Tainted and Fanaa too. Loved Maan and Meera, Kartavya and Geetanjali. Aren't you writing any more two of the stories were left unfinished