Heart Wars
It's a Multicouple story โจโฅ๏ธ












It's a Multicouple story โจโฅ๏ธ



We've often read about men and their grovelling but now it's Maliah who's going to grovel till the very end to save the man she destroyed.






"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?



Slow burn | Secret Past | Angst with HEA ___________________________ A changed surname. A stranger city. And a royal mess that no one saw coming. It only took one move to turn six lives into a battlefield of power, pain, and past promises. What began as a quest for revenge has now become a fight for justice. What started as a business deal now begs for redemption. And what once looked like a family promise demands nothing short of sacrifice. Beneath the surface, love tangles with lies. Desire dances with deception. And fate? It plays a puppeteer, pulling strings no one can escape. This isn't just a story anymore. It's a legacy of scars, secrets, and shattered truths. | Dark. Devastating. Devious | โข Welcome to the lore โข ___________________________ NOT A STANDALONE Sequel to: ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐ | ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฆ Echoes Trilogy | Book Two โฆ



๐ช๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐? ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ๐ช๐๐๐๐ ๐. ____________________________ |โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ร๐๐๐๐๐๐ In a world where power whispers louder than screams & silence kills, Where the walls have the stories that are meant to be hidden, Where some vows are made in blood. Some in shadows, he sat on the throne. The throne born of ruin. And she-unseen, unheard, unwanted-was the only one who ever looked him in the eye... and didn't look away. She didn't belong to him.But she wasn't hers anymore either. He wanted to drag her into his world,Ruin her with his silence, Mark her where no one else could see. And yet, he stood there-cold, controlled, burning. Because the ache wasn't the worst part. The fact that he liked it was. Two unseen souls. One forced bond. And a storm no one saw coming. #2nd book in "His Bride" Series. โStarted on 3rd October. ROYโก



Ishwaran, the 19-year-old princess, is entangled between an arranged marriage proposal from a handsome, childhood-friendly prince and the secret stranger she had been writing letters back and forth to for years. Known for her dark skin, calm demeanour, and soft femininity, she keeps a side hidden from everyone. Under the mask of a perfect princess, she is an erotica writer who mistakenly flirts with a stranger through letters. And her world turned upside down when she agrees for the wedding, and her heart still beat for the stranger man. The story follows through her desires and the facade she puts on for society. Would she ever be able to tell her husband her true desires, the way she wants to be loved, especially a man who is spiritual and introverted when it came to her? And what would happen when the stranger whom she had been writing dirty letters to would come back into her life?






Vaidehi Mehra had loved onceโฆ and lost more than she could bear. Betrayed by the man she trusted, tormented by a family that was supposed to care, she emerged from the wreckage with only one reason to keep going: her little daughter, Esha. At two and a half, Eshaโs laughter, her tiny hands, and her unshakable innocence were all that kept Vaidehiโs heart from breaking entirely. She never thought she would stand on the edge of marriage againโnot after everything she had endured. Yet here she is, standing opposite Vikram Khanna, a man she never chose, in a union born not of love, but of necessity. One careless photograph. One malicious rumor. And suddenly, her hard-earned dignity is questioned, her character dissected, and her daughterโs name dragged into headlines she never deserved. When the scandal spirals beyond office whispers and into public scrutiny, reputation becomes more than pride โ it becomes survival. With her career at stake and Eshaโs future hanging in the balance, a solution is offered. Simple. Strategic. Respectable. Marriage. A contractual arrangement meant to silence speculation and protect what matters most. Vikram Khanna is everything Vaidehi never wanted to depend on. Billionaire. Powerful. Imposing. A man shaped by solitude and discipline, who built his empire alone and never intended to share his life with anyone โ least of all through an agreement signed for damage control. Yet somewhere between calculated decisions and carefully drawn boundaries stands Esha. Esha, with her innocent eyes and tiny hands, becomes the quiet bridge between two guarded hearts. But Vaidehiโs past wounds, Vikramโs emotional distance, and the weight of a marriage that was never meant to hold feelings threaten to keep them apart. Can something that begins as strategy become sanctuary? Can a home formed out of obligation slowly turn into belonging? A Home We Didn't Plan is a story of survival before love, of innocence that softens the coldest walls, and of two people who never meant to build a family โ but might learn how to stay.



People say that after marriage, a woman's true home is her husband's house. But what happens when that home feels nothing less than a living hell? What if the man for whom she leaves everything behind doesnโt value her at all? Sarika's life is just like this. Sarika Adrijay Chaudhary, who couldnโt fulfill her dreams due to her familyโs poverty, finds herself married into a wealthy household. A family that, despite being well-educated, still holds narrow-minded views. In a life filled with darkness, the only ray of light for Sarika was her children. For nine long years, Sarika selflessly devoted herself to her in-laws, who never truly acknowledged her worth. Even her husband, Adrijay, only remembered her to fulfill his own needs, never giving her love or attention. However, after nine years of marriage, Adrijay begins to realize his mistakes, but by then, a lot had already been lost. Will Adrijay be able to win Sarika back? Will Sarika ever be able to fulfill her dreams? Can love blossom between Adrijay and Sarika? To find out, read Falling for My Wife. *************************************



In semi-urban Srikakulam before Indiaโs independence, a curious boy explores life with his wise grandfather, spirited grandmother, and playful friends.



Set in a nameless village in the early twentieth century Kerala, โEgoโ traces the inner lives and quiet devastations of those bound by familial duties and obligations.



Drums of Thunder: Banging Out a Great Year! What a year it's been.



In the autumn of 1940, Rabindranath Tagore's short novel The Laboratory was published in the annual magazine brought out by the Bengali newspaper Anandabazar Patrika on the occasion of Durga Puja in Bengal.

These stories show that a society can steer its people on to questionable paths. But some refuse to bow down despite wanting in power.

New, modern translations of three of Premchandโs stories that were made into films by masters: Shatranj Ke Khilari and Sadgati by Satyajit Ray, and Kafan by Mrinal Sen (as Oka Oori Katha).



In this touching and often hilarious theatrical memoir, Ron Fassler tells the stories of how over a four-year span, between the ages of 12-16, he saw 200 Broadway plays and musicals for as little as $1.



How is a suitable replacement chosen to take over on Broadway? What goes into an actor making a role their own in the shadow of another's highly lauded performance? What happens when someone hops on the moving train that is a multi-million dollar production and replaces a flailing actor during an out of town tryout? Filtered through the lens of 50 years of theatregoing, Ron Fassler, author of Up in the Cheap Seats: A Historical Memoir of Broadway is back with The Show Goes On: Broadway Hirings, Firings and Replacements featuring stories of absurdity, backstabbing, catastrophe, decency, enduranceโand that's just A-E.



Ruskin Bond has spent a lifetime paying attention to the seasons of the hillsโwatching their arrivals and departures, their repetitions and small variations, the ways in which they shape both landscape and daily life.



Yamuna, loves her family a lot. They are her everything. Her only goal in life is to make them proud.



The story spans over four generations of a group of people, both from north India and from the Dharwad region, who are involved in Hindusthani music โ their personal lives, their issues with each other โ and related to their passion for music.



The story of a man who fought racial oppression against blacks in America, blending Christian faith and Gandhian non-violence to help transform a deeply divided society.



When a family decides to remove its ancestral gods from a deserted village home, it marks more than a physical relocation.



"There is no greater champion of nonfiction film in North America than Thom Powers. This book is his bible.



The Shudra Rebellion presents a bold new history of Indian civilisation and culture, revealing the long-overlooked and vital role of shudra nationalism in shaping Indiaโs past and future.



โWith [Snowed Under] our expat writer Nirmala has gifted the Malayalam language with one of the most original creations in the field of the modern Malayalam novel.



This is the story of a research student in Physics in Osmania University, who led the first student movement in seventiesโ India and who strongly opposed social discrimination and economic inequality.



Shaurya Singh Shekhawat had power, reputation, and a state worshipping him at his feet.
These stories visit maternity wards, sex workers with deformities, and many other things that exist in reality but are kept away from fiction.



The world now knows she is his wife. What it doesn't know is the journey Shaurya Singh Shekhawat and Akansha Dixit took to get there.


People say that after marriage, a woman's true home is her husband's house. But what happens when that home feels nothing less than a living hell? What if the man for whom she leaves everything behind doesnโt value her at all? Sarika's life is just like this. Sarika Adrijay Chaudhary, who couldnโt fulfill her dreams due to her familyโs poverty, finds herself married into a wealthy household. A family that, despite being well-educated, still holds narrow-minded views. In a life filled with darkness, the only ray of light for Sarika was her children. For nine long years, Sarika selflessly devoted herself to her in-laws, who never truly acknowledged her worth. Even her husband, Adrijay, only remembered her to fulfill his own needs, never giving her love or attention. However, after nine years of marriage, Adrijay begins to realize his mistakes, but by then, a lot had already been lost. Will Adrijay be able to win Sarika back? Will Sarika ever be able to fulfill her dreams? Can love blossom between Adrijay and Sarika? To find out, read Falling for My Wife. *************************************



Inder Ranawat of the legendary Ranawat Royal Family has always lived life on his own termsโuntil his grandfather gives him an ultimatum: marry before turning twenty-eight, or lose everything to his half-brother. And so, Inder finds himself with a bride on paper. But destiny doesnโt work that way, does itโฆ? Enter Damini Malhotraโa bold, adventurous soul visiting Ranawat Palace as a landscape artist. Sheโs always dreamed of a marriage full of excitement, chaos, and heart-stopping romanceโฆ and fate seems determined to hand it to her. Two worlds collide. Two opposites bound by a sacred bond. Sparks fly, hearts race, and royal duty clashes with dreams of love. Will Inder and Damini embrace the adventure of a lifetimeโฆ or will stubborn pride and circumstance keep them apart? A tale of passion, chaos, and love that refuses to be tamed. INDER RANAWAT โค๏ธ DAMINI MALHOTRA



With me- book2 He had everything in his life, a person could ever desire. From a friendly and loving parent to brother like freind to a dream job. He liked his life that way, completely under his control from the childhood, whatever he desired in his life he hot them full filled one way or another. From school's silly compitition to achieving a seat in a prestigious medical college. From kissing the most beautiful girl in the school to breaking the heart of front page model. No one can match his obsession, from winning in the underground fight club to solving most problematic cardiac problem. He never thought his life will take one unwanted , bitter turn from his controlled, desirable , everything perfect life. And no one can match her obsession with him. From the day she understood desire, she desired only him. She mapped the way he talks, walks, speak, eat, drink or even breath. She had done everything to make him her. From childhood wishes from shooting star, teenage solah somvar, to black magic. She had never thought one day her all wishes from childhood to adulthood will become true but the price she won't be able to



Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?



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Story about a married couple...



"Whatโs your name?โ He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. โAsk her for her nameโ, he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. โWhโฆWhat isโฆis your name Miss?โ the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. โAk...Akshitaโ she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? โFull Nameโ He commands. โAkshita Raghuvanshiโ, she replies again. The girlโs eyes widened in realization. โI said FULL. NAME.โ He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. โAkshita Ekansh Raghuvanshiโ she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. โMrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshiโ He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one.

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(THE ACHARYAS #1) ARYAN ACHARYA and MAHIMA HEGDEโtwo individuals scarred by the institution of marriage. Divorce. Is it the end of all? Or could it be the beginning of something unexpected, something beautiful? Bound by the tender bond they share with little Mannat, Mahimaโs infant daughter from her first marriage, Aryan and Mahima find themselves slowly drawn into a fragile rhythm of togetherness. What begins as shared responsibility soon stirs forgotten dreams and awakens quiet hopes. As they try to build a blended family, quiet moments turn into comforting memories, and silent glances speak louder than words. But just when they begin to hope again, the past returnsโthreatening to undo everything theyโve begun to heal. Now, they must face old scars, new fears, and a future theyโre still too afraid to fully trust. Punarvivaah: Echoes of Love is a story of two hearts learning to love againโgently, bravely, and with the hope that maybe, just maybe, second chances are the ones that matter most.



DHANRAJ SINGH THAKUR x RAGINI SINGH Book 2 of 'Thakurs series' ๐ฅ This story depicts 'beauty and the beast', where the 'beauty' is unaware of her healing powers and divinity, and the 'beast' gets enchanted by her powers, and transforms himself completely for her. (Trigger Warning โ ๏ธ : The book contains scene of marital rape, but the wife chooses to stay with that man under certain circumstances. Also, the book focuses on the power of 'regret' that can practically transform any sinner. If you don't believe in spirituality and are adamant to not give another chance to a criminal who regrets badly, kindly don't proceed with this book. The book holds power to stir your emotions grievously, so soft hearted people are requested to not read the book.) Ragini was a simple and innocent girl, but a twist of events in her life changed everything. Her husband was drugged on their first night, and he raped her, but is he really a monster? Could Ragini ever forgive him? โขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโขยฐโข Witness the heart melting journey of Ragini Singh and her husband who was a broken man, until she healed him completely.



This is the prequel to Mr. Chief Minister but itโs a complete standalone story, as it will focus on Ruhanikaโs parents, Shekhar and Naintara. ๐ซ๐ They say marriage is just a word. But only those who live it know how heavy that one word truly is, how much of life, love, and loss it carries in its folds. Naintara understood that weight the day her father whispered two quiet pieces of advice into her ear before her vidaai. His words were simple, yet they stayed with her like invisible chains she would never be able to shake. Now, wrapped in the delicate shimmer of her bridal veil, she waited for the man whose name had become her destiny. Shekhar Raichand. She had only seen his face once, in a black-and-white photograph printed in a newspaper, a few weeks before her wedding. A man of calm eyes and cold posture. And tonight, she was to meet him not as a strangerโฆ but as a wife. Her heart raced at the thought. She could still hear her friendsโ teasing laughter, the girlish giggles, the promises that the first night of marriage would be the most beautiful night of her life. Her cheeks turned crimson beneath the veil. Like every young bride, she had dreamed of love that bloomed slowly, tenderly, of hands that would hold her, of a voice that would call her name softly. More than anything, she was happy that she would no longer be alone. Since her motherโs death, her world had been small, just her father, his silence, and her own loneliness. But now, that would change. She would have a family. A home. And someone who will be the reason for allโฆ..him. The man she had never met. The man she was now bound to for life. Her pulse quickened as she heard footsteps outside. For a fleeting second, she lifted her veil and looked toward the door. Then, shyly, she lowered it again, heart thundering in her chest. And then, the door opened. For one fragile, fleeting heartbeat, she imagined everything sheโd ever been told, the tenderness, the warmth, the beginning of something beautiful. But what came next was nothing like the stories. A sharp, furious voice cut through the still air like a blade. โWhat are you doing in my room?โ The venom in his tone made her flinch. Before she could even process his words, Shekharโs hand gripped her wrist, his hold firm, unforgiving. โWhโฆwhat have I done?โ she stammered, her voice trembling. He didnโt answer. He dragged her off the bed, his movements cold and mechanical, a man punishing a crime she didnโt understand. She barely managed to catch her breath before he pushed her toward the door. And then, with finality that split her heart in two, he said, โThereโs no place for you in my life or my room. Youโre only Jagdish Raichandโs daughter-in-lawโฆ not my wife.โ The door slammed shut.



The Saga of Politics, Love, Betrayals, Duties, and Responsibilities โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข "Congratulations, Abhiraaj, you are going to become a father," Tejasvini said, hugging her son, but he was shocked. 'How could this happen?' he thought. He looked at her. Her cheeks are already stained with tears. When everyone left, he asked with an expressionless face, "The child is his?" Her world stopped, and she felt like someone stabbed her heart. Her heart shattered in a million pieces, and she felt broken for the first time. She never felt like this, even after so many betrayals. More tears welled up in her eyes. His back is facing her. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are bloodshot red. He never imagined that, above all, she would ever betray him like this, that she would be unfaithful in this marriage.



Chanda was in abusive marriage, Where she was Harrassed and beaten every single day, She was all Broken and dead inside until, She got tied up into a second Marriage with IAS Surya Deshmukh, New collector of her Village.



He never believed in love, but she captured his heart the moment he saw her. She didn't understand love, but he gained her trust instantly. He is consumed by a desire for revenge. She is as serene as water. He's the mafia king of all Asia, hardened by the world's cruelty from a young age. She spent her entire life in captivity, completely oblivious to the outside world. This is the story of Rudraksha Malhotra and Ruhanika Rajpurohit, two people who couldn't be more different, bound together by the ties of marriage. Can they conquer their inner demons and find peace together? Will Rudraksha allow Ruhanika to rule his heart? Will Ruhanika let Rudraksha love her? Let's find out together. Tropes: Age gap Mafia king ร Caged princess Forced marriage Cunning ร Innocent Two broken Souls Heals each other Both fell harder Pure & devotional Love



Queen Alakhnanda Rivan Singh Devayan never wanted to rule alone. Widowed young, left to raise her son amidst whispers and wolves, she's spent years defending her Throne. Anay Sharma,far from the power and politics he is nothing but a pawn ,to be used untill required . To Alakhnanda, he is a shield-temporary, necessary, and utterly inconvenient for her heart. |Rating: Mature .



The Story of Childhood Enemies Divided by religion but united by their broken souls. ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข~โข "Marry me." Veer said, nonchalantly sipping his coffee. "Excuse me?" Noor asked in disbelief. "Are you even deaf now?" "I will never marry you. Not even in my nightmare." "Just a contract marriage for a year. otherwise marrying you? huh... never." "What do you think of yourself, Veer Singh Randhawa? Nikkah is not a joke." She replied, fuming in anger. "I know that's why I'm choosing you. You hate me as much as I hate you. So you will never fall for my charms, and you are rich, so you will never agree to this contract just for money. simple." He replied, flashing his toothy smile. "Breathing the same air with you is poisonous for me; how could you even imagine that I would ever agree with such nonsense of yours? I would prefer to die rather than be your fake wife." She replied, getting up from her seat and storming out. ____________________________ "Bhai-bhaijaan (brother). He is ve-veer my husband." She shuttered, and her brother was enraged in anger. "You know he is a Hindu." Her brother asked with a clenched jaw. "ye-yes..." Before she could complete her sentence, her brother raised his hand to slap her, and she closed her eyes. but the blow never hit her. She opened her eyes slowly and saw Veer holding her brother's hand. "Mr. Shah, no one has a right to raise his or her hand on my wife, Noor Veer Singh Randhawa. Not even her brother." Veer said, smiling, and left his hand.



He married her for his son. He never meant to fall for her. But some hearts don't ask for permission. They just break the rules. Rudra Singh Rathore is ice-unfeeling, untouchable, and utterly devoted to the only person who matters: his abandoned two-year-old son. Love? Dead. Trust? Buried. All he needs is a mother for his child, not a wife. Enter Aadhya Verma-kind-hearted, steel-spined, and completely unprepared for the storm she's walking into. An arranged marriage. A broken family. A man who warns her not to hope. But Aadhya doesn't listen to warnings. And Rudra doesn't see her coming. She softens his silence. She becomes his son's entire world. And slowly, painfully... she starts to matter. This was never supposed to be love. But fate has no mercy-and hearts have no rules. When the walls fall, will he choose to love her... or lose her forever?



~๐๐น๐ท๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ช๐ถ๐ธ ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ท ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ผ๐ช ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ด๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฒ ๐ด๐ธ ๐ท๐ช ๐ญ๐ฒ๐๐ช, ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฑ๐บ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ท๐ช ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ช๐ฒ๐ท๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐พ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฒ๐๐ช ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ซ, ๐ก๐๐๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ง. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ณ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ค๐๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฒ๐ข๐๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐. . . . . ๐๐ค๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ก ๐๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐ข ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ (Check Prologue)



Sometimes, unexpected marriages end up being the most fulfilling ones, defying initial expectations and leading to beautiful journeys together. Same happened with them. Their union was like the merging of opposites, as he embodied the fiery passion while she radiated calmness like water. In his moments of darkness, she became the beacon of light, illuminating their path with hope and love, completing each other in ways they never thought possible. ________________________________ In a moment , she became his everything, his world revolved around her and he was a beautiful symphony of her life, whom she cherished more than anything else. ________________________________



Prologueย โ Come here and kiss me.....make love to meโ, the woman said,in a seductive voice, leaning over the man. โ Get away from meโ, The man said angrily, pushing the woman, making her fall on the floor. โ I have never seen such a shameless woman like you. It has been less than three months since your husband had died and here you are busy seducing your husbandโs brother,like a characterless womanโ, the man said angrily, looking at her with a disgusted filled voice. The woman looked into his eyes without any expressions. โ Don't talk rubbish. He is already dead. And you want me to bury my desires with him. No way, it's never going to happen. Moreover,now I have lost my heart to youโ, the woman said without any care. โ If you weren't the mother of my brother's child,I would have thrown you out of this house. It's the last warning for you, stay within your limits and don't disrespect your late husband who had left his house just to marry you in the past. At least, respect his love towards youโ, the man said and stormed outside angrily. A tear escaped from the woman's eye. A sob escaped from her lips, which she tried to stop by covering her mouth.ย She was sitting on the floor, wiping the fresh tears running down her cheeks.



๐๐๐๐ He knows he shouldnโt think about her. Prachi is forbidden. Pure. Untouchable. But every time he sees her, the temptation burns hotter, twisting deeper under his skin. No matter how hard Dev fights it, she invades his dreams every single night. Desperate to forget her, he buries himself in other women, fucking them raw just to erase her face from his mind. He loses himself in anonymous sexting apps, whispering filthy promises to strangers, all in a hopeless attempt to escape the one girl he canโt have. Even the tiny mole nestled between her breasts haunts him, driving him insane with lust. Yet the more he tries to push Prachi away, the stronger his hunger for her grows. He knows she doesnโt belong in his darkness. She is too innocent, too good for the twisted desires raging inside him. But what happens when he discovers that the sweet, innocent Prachi he craves is hiding the same scorching darkness deep within? That same raw hunger burns inside her too. She wants to surrender to every wicked temptation, to let it consume her completelyโฆ but sheโs terrified of being judged, of being labeled with dirty names if anyone ever finds out. Will Prachi ever learn that the dark fantasies she aches to explore have been filled with her all along? That Dev has been tormented by visions of her for months, imagining her in every sinful scenario? And if she does find outโฆ will she ever be brave enough to share her deepest, filthiest desires with the one man who already owns them in his mind? Find out in this scorching, forbidden erotic tale that will leave you breathless and aching for more. ||This book is the sequel of SUFI'S SERENADE and prequel of SO THIS IS LOVE . But all three books can be read stand alone||



Ira Ranawat lived a quiet, secluded life in London. She did bartending at night, was a librarian in the day. It didn't pay her bills, but money wasn't what she worked for. For her, life had always been bound to the four walls of her room. Being born in an influential family as a bastard child doesn't allow you much freedom. So, when she was set free, she took the chance and never looked back. The only rule she had to follow? Never step back in India. Easy, right? It was. Until one fine evening, at the stroke of midnight, the sturdy door of the club opened, revealing the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. Ira made a mistake. She fell for the man she was never destined to meet, let alone find a happy ending with. And lo and behold, loving someone, as always, only took from her. Leaving her abandoned, again. Tragic, isn't it? Well, that's how all epic love stories end.



Slow burn | Secret Past | Angst with HEA ___________________________ A changed surname. A stranger city. And a royal mess that no one saw coming. It only took one move to turn six lives into a battlefield of power, pain, and past promises. What began as a quest for revenge has now become a fight for justice. What started as a business deal now begs for redemption. And what once looked like a family promise demands nothing short of sacrifice. Beneath the surface, love tangles with lies. Desire dances with deception. And fate? It plays a puppeteer, pulling strings no one can escape. This isn't just a story anymore. It's a legacy of scars, secrets, and shattered truths. | Dark. Devastating. Devious | โข Welcome to the lore โข ___________________________ NOT A STANDALONE Sequel to: ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐ | ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฆ Echoes Trilogy | Book Two โฆ



He was the fire, and I wanted to drink him wholeโevery bit, every ounceโand put him into his place, only to make him realise who was in control. But, little did I know, that the hatred I was brewing so wild inside me would put me on my knees, and make me beg for the things I had never even imagined in my dreams. The fire that lightened, I didnโt know when, would bring us to the destruction that would turn our lives upside down. I am a princess, 20 years old, fierce, bold, and aspire to be someone like my father and my younger uncle. As much as I love getting dressed, I love riding horses, and hunting the wild animals. Behind me, there is a gang of siblings and cousins I could die for. But, expectations choke my neck every moment I spend in my house. They say I should be a better role model for my younger siblings and cousins. But what does my heart want? What if I also want to run free? What if I also want to make mistakes, roam in the markets, and do what other girls, or boys, could do? What if I didnโt want a prince who could bring me moon and stars? What if my eyes had been on a soldier full of fire and ferocity, and someone I could never get, even in the seven lives? No. I didnโt have anything for him. He was the bane of my happiness, my freedom, as my father had appointed him to be my prime caretaker, and he tells my father every move I take. I hated him. I would always hate him. Untilโฆ



She knows that she loves him from her childhood but she doesn't know that is her biggest mistake . She thinks that he is love her that way she do . But it's her misunderstanding . The time more pass ..the distance between us more . He becomes rude and cold towards me and always insults me . He is not the one who i love . I don't why . In our children we used to play and make promises but now he is even disgusted himself if i touch his things ..... If you want to know what happens!! Then you should read. I can say this story doesn't waste time when you read it .. =========๐๐๐๐========= The cover photo is not my . I take the photo from Google. English is not my first language . So , ignore my grammar article mistake . It's my original story . So , don't cover it . Or i have to take steps . And the story idea is not my . I have this idea by al . I write this story on my own . I just take the Idea . And i make this story more beautiful by myself .i write it myself . So , please without my permission don't cover my story.



Navya Sinha ร Advik Sehrawat



๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐จ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง Destiny is written by God, and only He can change it. She is a young woman-innocent, naive, and pure-hearted-who has known nothing but pain in the world. Her parents don't care for her; in fact, they despise her. Alone and abandoned, she struggles to survive in a world that seems determined to break her. He is the ruthless mafia king of India, feared by all and loyal only to his family. He doesn't believe in love... until she enters his life, and everything he thought he knew begins to change. read the whole book and enjoy .. english is not my first language so sorry for grammar mistakes



Billionaire X Middle class Aarohi โ a middle-class girl with fierce independence โ never imagined her world would collide with Rivaan Malhotra, a cold, enigmatic billionaire with eyes like storms and a past wrapped in shadows. What began as an unexpected spark spiraled into a consuming obsession.



This is a collection of all the Smuts chapters from His Replaced Bride..



Secret: The most fatal weapon of the mankind. But careful, for it depends on whether you're capable of wielding it. Taranya Chauhan never was. She wasn't ready for the world awaiting her, neither for the secrets it held. But when she was shoved headfirst in it, she knew she had to swim up to not drown. Now it's a matter of time before she finds out who's pulling her underwater and who's helping her on the surface. *Content and Trigger warning: This book contains past references to abuse and child molestation.



SEASON 2 of THAKURAIN!! Ganga - a child widow - was torn away from the only warmth she had ever known: her Amma. The woman who defied the cruel Sati Pratha to give her a life, to give her love. But fate is rarely kind to girls like Ganga. Happiness was a luxury she wasn't allowed for long. Branded with the word 'WIDOW', she was cast into a world where she was not allowed to laugh, dream, or even exist freely. Yet, in the midst of her darkness, she clings to a memory - A promise made by a little boy, twenty years ago: "I'll come back to save you, Ganga..." Two decades have passed. But there's been no sign of him. No savior. Only silence. Until now... Thakur Dhananjay Singh - a fierce, principled lawyer known for fighting injustice, especially against women who've been silenced. A man who now despises the very name of his father... but why? What broke him? What is his connection to Ganga? Does he remember the girl with eyes full of hope? Will he go back and keep the promise he once made? And will his stone heart ever bloom under the weight of love, pain, and redemption? Dive into the journey of Ganga and Dhananjay... Where buried memories resurface, wounds seek healing, and love dares to bloom like it was meant to... A story where a son fights with his father, for his Mother... HIS THAKURAIN...



What are the odds of a love happening between a man with failed parents and a woman who is a failed parent? In a normal setting, none. However, there's was no normal setting. When the second-in-line Prince of Jaigarh starts receiving death threats from a patient's husband he recently operated on, the royal palace goes into chaos. He's immediately appointed a bodyguard, who much to his chagrin, happens to be his brother's closest loyal. They don't see eye to eye. And they cannot stand each other. But bound to his brother's words, he accepts the woman, on a condition that she stays at least five feet behind him. And it was supposed to stay that way. Before he comes face to face with someone from the past, someone who had told him he'd die single. As they say, desperate times call for desperate measures. Which is how he ends up introducing his bodyguard as his new girlfriend who he's so besotted by. In a nutshell, it's a set-up. So what could go wrong? Turns out, when feelings get involved, everything. cover credit: @mystwhizzpuzz on IG



#top 2 on 3.09.2025 #top 2 on 10.10.2025 #top 5 on 14.10.2025 #top 4 on 15.10.2025 #top 6 on 16.10.2025 This is republishing of the previous book with many changes and new additions read on your own risk .. Has been earlier rated as... MT: multiple times #1 in adult themes (MT) #1 in maturecontent (MT) #1 in romance #1 in couple #1 in arranged #2 in single parent #2 in Indian #2 in desi romance



They've been at war since childhood. But this time, it's personal. Ritika Singhania is chaos wrapped in lipstick and scars - a mafia heiress raised on power, pressure, and pain. She's fierce, sarcastic, and never afraid to bite back. All she wants now is peace... but her past refuses to stay buried. Then comes Kairav Oberoi. The world's most feared mafia king - silent, cold, and terrifyingly untouchable. He doesn't speak much, but when he does... the world listens. He doesn't fall for anyone. Especially not for a girl born from his enemy's blood. And yet-she's the only one who's ever made him feel truly out of control. Their families have been enemies for decades. Their past is poison - full of secrets, betrayal, and scars that never healed. They should hate each other. But hearts have a habit of disobeying logic. A slow-burn romance of rage, desire, and two enemies bound by blood, broken by fate - and undone by each other.



Dr. Aryan Mehra was a sincere and disciplined professor who had a strange fascination with books on dark magic. He had always promised himself one thing โ he would never use it in real life. But everything changes the day he falls in love with Shrawani. What starts as admiration slowly turns into obsession. And obsession begins to blur the line between right and wrong. Unable to accept rejection, Dr. Mehra crosses every limit he once swore he never would. His desire to control her grows strongerโฆ darker. Now the question is โ Will Shrawani break free from this invisible trap? Or will she become nothing more than Dr. Mehraโs personal doll?



"Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy ร Sunshine, Businessman ร Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. โ ๏ธContent Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside๐



"Excuse me!! How dare you to talk to me like this?? Do you know who I am?" He roared at Vanika in loud voice pointing his index finger towards her. "Prime minister ke bete ho tum?? By growing this beard and height, are you thinking that you are training commander? Listen Mr. Whatever, I don't give a damn about your identity. So just leave my way." Vanika said putting his finger down by her index finger. He gave her a death glare and left from there while she smrinked . ******************************************************** She was standing in line with other IPS candidates but suddenly gets 440 volt shock when the same man she fought with came to stage throwing sharp glares at Vanika and said - "Good morning Candidates. I am Nirmay Oberoi your training commander. And from now you all will be trained under my guidance in these 11 months." ******************************************************** But both of them did not know that the tale which has started will go "๐ต๐๐พ๐ผ ๐ท๐ด๐๐ด ๐๐พ ๐ด๐๐ด๐๐ฝ๐ธ๐๐".
