Heart Series - Book #2 Akaal × Rhea Opposites attract. But what happens when opposites reunite... after being torn apart by fire, loss, and broken promises? Once, Bunny and Angry Bird were each other's entire world - two children clinging to love inside an orphanage that felt like home. Until fate intervened. Years later, they stand on opposite ends of life. One carries anger like armor, having learned that promises are meant to be broken. The other lives bound to a single vow - one he never stopped believing in. When destiny pulls them back together as strangers, buried memories begin to stir, and old wounds refuse to stay silent. This is the story of Mr. Bunny and Ms. Angry Bird - where secrets unravel, pain resurfaces, and love dares to scream louder than heartbreak. Tagline: "Love Is The Loudest Whisper."

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

The DEVOTION Series - I Ekansh Raghuvanshi - 32, powerful, enigmatic, and dangerously captivating. The ruthless CEO of Raghuvanshi Corporation, feared across industries and underground circles alike, he's known as The Terror and The Lord of the Dark Realm. Beneath his cold, commanding exterior lies a haunted man-one burdened by a guilt that never leaves him. His mother's death left a scar too deep to heal, turning him into a storm no one dares to tame. Dr. Aaradhya Sharma - 26, graceful yet silently shattering. A brilliant heart surgeon with soft eyes and a soul worn thin. Her days are spent healing others, while her nights are haunted by the wreckage of her own life. The sudden death of her mother at eleven shattered her world, leaving her to shoulder the weight of her broken family- her father and a dependent younger sister. Romance lives only in the pages of her books... until reality gives her a story more intense than fiction. What happens when these two broken souls collide-one carved from darkness, the other stitched together with fragile light? When secrets surface, and past wounds bleed into the present... Will they destroy each other? Or will they find salvation in the chaos of their connection? "In the ruins of their past, they found each other... and a love that could destroy or heal."

Manjiri Deshmukh never imagined that a single decision would change her life forever. When she took in a helpless abandoned baby, she didn't just become his caretaker-she became his protector, his mother in every way that mattered. But fate had other plans. The child's real father? A ruthless billionaire-cold, detached, and completely uninterested in love or family. He had never wanted a wife, only an heir. But a hospital mistake turned his calculated plan into a chaotic twist of destiny. When Adhiraj Raisinghani and Manjiri cross paths, sparks fly-not just from their differences but from an undeniable pull between them. He had obstacle, and she sees him as a threat. But as they battle over the child's future, emotions blur the lines between duty and desire. Can love bloom between two people from different worlds? Or will fate tear them apart just as cruelly as it brought them together? A heart-touching tale of love, fate, and second chances.

"WE NEED TO FUCKING CATCH HIM!" the bastard running behind me, yelled to his partner. It was was the middle of the night, I was running away, not caring about anything but getting myself out of this mess. I turned left and kept running as fast as I could, I've never been in this neighbourhood before. I looked around searching for any escape when I spotted an open window, fuck yeah. It was a bit high but I could manage. I climbed one of the trees close enough to the window and got in, It was a dark room, I looked around and almost choke on my own saliva from the shock. A little girl was sleeping peacefully on her small bed... ♡♡︎♡︎ She was the quiet girl, a nobody. He was the opposite a criminal, a well known one...He saw her just once and couldn't get her out of his mind.

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 "𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 " 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓 × 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓 (𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒂) "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." She was the family's precious girl, raised under his roof. But obsession doesn't follow bloodlines. And Rudransh? He's never followed rules. Whether she was adopted or not... she was his. And he was ready to burn the whole world to keep it that way. 🌑 A dark, obsessive tale of a man who breaks taboos without apology, and a girl torn between right and ruin. ⚠️ Morally grey romance. Psychological themes. Discretion advised.