rose_wrtss

          Reyansh Singh Rathore is the Mafia King of Asia, the king of Udaipur and a ruthless global CEO who rules Rathore Enterprises and his family with an iron fist, concealing a protective love for his own bloodline beneath a cold, aggressive exterior. He takes what he wants and shows mercy to no one.
          
          Saisha Singhania is the phantom of the corporate world, a top CEO who conceals her identity and her staggering wealth. Driven by the devastating need for revenge, she believes Reyansh is the key to destroying the true enemy who murdered her parents. She has traded her dignity for proximity, infiltrating the King's kingdom as a pawn in her own high-stakes game.
          
          When the King, who despises weakness, captures the phantom in his web, the rules are simple: submission or destruction. But Saisha is no victim; she is an arsenal of ego and cold fury.
          
          In a collision of ambition, power, and desire, they find themselves locked in a dangerous dance where every touch is a strategy, every moment of vulnerability is a lie, and the ultimate price of failure is the crown, the kingdom, and their very lives.
          
          "In the game of power, the one who cares the least, wins. But in the game of hearts, there are no survivors."
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/402796752?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=rose_wrtss

Niti_Ink

Hi,
          Can you please read only 1 or 2 chapters of this book and continue only if you like it but do give it a chance....i promise you won't regret it....
          
          Aap... yahan?"
          
          He stopped just inches away.
          
          Too close.
          
          Their breaths tangled. Her heart pounded in her ears.
          
          " Akhirkar 6 mahine ki aankh micholi ke baad aap samne he mere..."
          
          "Pahli mulakat yaadgar honi chahiye na jaan...
          (leaning in, lips almost touching hers) 
          please don't stop me..."
          
          The first brush of his lips against hers was gentle, almost too gentle for the intensity between them. 
          
          But the moment he felt the warmth of her lips, the floodgates opened.
          
          The kiss deepened - demanding, possessive, and yet tender, as though he was trying to memorize every sensation.
          
          Once he finds her breathless, he left her lips with a pop sound and move little away just to see her now ruined lipstick and flushed cheeks...
          
          "Roshni...Tum meri ho..."
          "Rudra... I..."
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/393435757?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Niti_Ink
          .

_talesofamore_

Heyy! Hope you're doing amazing ❤️
          
          I’ve started sharing a story that’s very close to my heart. It carries that warm 2000s romcom feeling, with arranged marriage, slow-burn moments, and all the gentle memories that come with it. There’s also a touch of mystery, a little rivalry, some deep romance, and a bit of smut woven in carefully. If you’re in the mood for something tender and heartwarming, I’d truly love for you to read it. Your thoughts would mean a lot to me.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/393116851 

amnesia_wryts

Heyyy my dear ❣️
          
          Sorry for posting here
          
            I know you will ignore this one just because I don't have a good amount of views and votes. It's because I'm a new author and haven't caught readers attention. No one is famous from the beginning, remember it. And never judge a book by its cover.
          
          Please give it a try, I promise you will not regret the decision. ⇘⇙
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/391526152?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=amnesiawryts