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UNTILL I RUINED HER

Aarav Oberoi never made mistakes. At least, that's what he told himself. The sleek glass walls of Oberoi Enterprises gleamed under the harsh office lights, but inside the penthouse suite, the air felt thick - with tension, suspicion, and something darker. A confidential project, years in the making, had just been compromised. Millions lost. Trust shattered. And all fingers pointed to one person. Ruhi Sharma. His assistant. The one who had been with him through late nights and endless board meetings. The one he never thought could betray him. But the files had leaked. And in Aarav's eyes, betrayal was betrayal - no matter who wore the mask. He didn't pause to ask questions. He didn't look for proof. Because in the ruthless game of business, weakness was a luxury he couldn't afford. His decision was swift, brutal. He ruined her. Her career. Her reputation. Her future. Now, as the city lights flickered below his office window, Aarav felt a strange weight - not of triumph, but of something far heavier. Regret. Because the real traitor was still out there. And the woman he destroyed was innocent.

Borrowed Bride

In the glittering kingdom of Ratnapur, Devika has spent twenty years being invisible. Named "little goddess" but treated like nothing, she's the bastard daughter who watches life from the shadows while her legitimate half-sister Princess Kavya lives in the light. When Kavya vanishes on her wedding day, leaving behind a political alliance that could prevent war, Devika is thrust into an impossible situation: pretend to be the princess she never was, marry the prince she's never met, and somehow fool an entire kingdom. Prince Mahendra of Suryagarh arrives expecting a bride he's never seen, but finds something he never expected - a woman who speaks to his soul. As Devika lives Kavya's life, she discovers what it feels like to be truly seen for the first time. Mahendra sees kindness in her eyes, intelligence in her words, and a heart that's known pain but chose gentleness anyway. But living a lie, even a beautiful one, comes with a price. When Kavya returns to reclaim her identity, Devika must face the devastating truth: the man who fell in love with her doesn't know who she really is. Can love survive the revelation that she's not the princess he married, but the unwanted half-sister no one ever noticed? And more importantly, can Devika finally believe she's worthy of love - not as someone else's shadow, but as herself?

Just A Charity Case

Kavya never expected to find her place at the prestigious Delhi International School, but then she met Reyansh Malhotra. What started as a chance encounter in the corridor blossomed into an unbreakable friendship that became the envy of their entire school. For three years, they were inseparable—sharing dreams, secrets, and a bond so deep that Kavya began to see their friendship through rose-colored glasses. As Class XII approaches its end, Kavya realizes her feelings have grown beyond friendship. Watching Reyansh laugh with her, walk her to the local bus stop every day while his family's driver waited with their BMW, and treat her like she's the most important person in his world, she decides to take the leap and confess her love. But on the day she plans to open her heart, Kavya witnesses Reyansh asking Sanya—the popular, wealthy girl she can't stand—to be his date for the farewell party. Heartbroken and hiding behind the school pillars, Kavya overhears a conversation that destroys everything she believed about their friendship. To his friends questioning why he'd never consider dating Kavya, Reyansh's response is devastating: she's from a middle-class family on merit scholarship while he's from South Delhi elite society. Their "standards are too different," and being with her would hurt his reputation in their social circle. To him, she's nothing more than a charity case—his good deed, not his equal. In one crushing moment, Kavya discovers that three years of what she thought was genuine friendship was just pity from a rich boy playing the noble savior. Some hearts aren't meant to be given away, and some truths, once heard, can never be forgotten. A story about friendship, betrayal, class differences, and the painful lesson that love doesn't always conquer the divide between South Delhi mansions and middle-class apartments.

Crimson love

Mikhail Sokolov * Ishani Rao The first time Mikhail Sokolov saw Ishani Rao, she was standing in the middle of a crumbling godown, the flickering light from a naked bulb casting shadows over her rain-soaked saree. Her chin was lifted in defiance, eyes locked on the men who surrounded her, even though every one of them carried a gun. She was trembling—not from fear, he realized, but from fury. “Tell your boss,” she said, her voice sharp and unyielding, “if he wants my land, he can come and take it himself.” From the shadows, Mikhail stepped forward. The scent of spice and damp earth clung to the air, mixing with the metallic tang of danger. She didn’t know him yet, didn’t know his name or the weight it carried in the underworld. But she would. Soon, she would know his voice in the dark, his shadow in the doorway, the cold steel of his protection—and his claim. He wasn’t here for her. Not that night. He had come to India for business, to help his old ally Raaz tighten the noose around a rival smuggling ring. But from the moment her eyes met his, she became something else entirely. A complication. A temptation. A challenge he couldn’t walk away from. Mikhail didn’t believe in love—had seen too many men destroyed by it. To him, emotions were liabilities, and people were assets or threats. Ishani was both. And in his world, you didn’t let go of either. He decided, right then and there, that she would belong to him. Whether she agreed or not was irrelevant. Because Mikhail Sokolov was not a man who asked. He took. And Ishani Rao had no idea she had just stepped into the arms of the devil himself.

BENEATH THE VEIL

Aaryan Mehra, a brilliant and ruthless billionaire hotel tycoon, has spent his life building an empire far away from the chaos that destroyed his childhood. Haunted by the brutal murder of his father at the hands of the mafia, he’s vowed never to let that darkness touch him again. Until he meets Alina Moretti—an enchanting, soft-spoken woman with eyes full of innocence and a soul that feels like peace. Their connection is instant, undeniable. For the first time in years, Aaryan lets someone into his guarded heart. But Alina carries a secret too dangerous to confess. She is the beloved daughter of one of Italy’s most feared mafia bosses. Protected from the family’s business all her life, Alina lives in a bubble of love and privilege, far from the bloodshed her family is known for. And when she falls for Aaryan, she chooses silence—desperate to keep him and their fragile love intact. Until the truth explodes. When Aaryan discovers Alina’s true identity, the betrayal cuts deeper than any wound he’s ever known. The woman he loves is tied to the world he despises most. Trust is shattered. Their love is torn between the sins of the past and the hope of a future. Can love survive when everything it’s built on crumbles? Or are some truths too dark to forgive?

ADDICTED TO HER

She was his weakness. He was her nightmare. Aanya Verma is a quiet, soft-spoken girl from a small town who moves to the city for college. With dreams of becoming a teacher and making her late mother proud, she keeps her head down and avoids trouble. Rafael "Raaz" Singh is the ruthless, feared leader of the Black Viper Syndicate. Cold, calculated, and dangerously charming, he has built his empire on blood, fear, and loyalty. Somewhere in the chaotic heart of Mumbai… The rain poured relentlessly, blurring the neon lights and drowning the sound of a city that never truly slept. People rushed by, umbrellas clashing, shoes splashing in muddy puddles. No one noticed the black SUV parked in the alley. No one dared. Inside, Raaz was bleeding. His vision blurred as he gritted his teeth, pressing a trembling hand to the gunshot wound in his side. It wasn’t supposed to go down like this. The deal was secure, the traitor already buried—or so he thought. But someone had known. Someone had planned. He staggered out of the vehicle, trying to disappear into the narrow street before the next wave of attackers came. His footsteps echoed as he leaned against a wall, strength fading, pulse slowing. And that’s when he saw her. She didn’t belong in that part of the city—wide eyes, drenched salwar-kameez clinging to her frame, books held tight to her chest as she ran toward the bus stop. She paused as her gaze met his, hesitated… and then, against all logic, walked to him. "You’re hurt," she whispered. Raaz tried to growl out a warning, but the pain silenced him. He was losing too much blood. Without asking, she slipped beneath his arm, supporting him. “There's a clinic near the station. You won’t make it unless someone helps you.” He wanted to snap at her—to push her away, threaten her, anything. But she moved fast and spoke even faster, like fear and kindness were fused in her veins. She called a rickshaw, talked the driver into taking them with a story about a drunk uncle, and wrapped her dupatta around his wound to slow the bleeding. In fifteen minutes, she dropped him at the clinic door and vanished into the crowd. No name. No number. No idea who she had just saved. But Raaz never forgot. Not the softness of her voice. Not the determination in her eyes. Not the warmth of her hands soaked in his blood. He survived that night. And the only thought that haunted him afterward wasn’t vengeance—it was her. The girl who saved a monster. And now, he would find her. At any cost.

HEART THAT WAITED ALONE

Pihu Dubey grew up in the quiet shadows of her father’s world — a world where loyalty, old friendships, and family ties mattered more than dreams. The jewel in this world was Akash Randhawa, the son of her father’s best friend — dazzlingly handsome, brilliantly successful, and heir to a multi-billion-dollar empire. For as long as she could remember, Akash had been the silent, distant star she had built her world around. But Akash had dreams sculpted by power and prestige. In his polished life of glittering parties and impossible standards, there was no room for the simple, steadfast girl who loved him from afar. To him, Pihu was nothing more than the “little sister” from family gatherings — kind, invisible, and entirely unlike the women he pursued. As Pihu blossoms into a woman, her heart remains shackled to a hope that Akash might one day see her — really see her. She battles silent heartbreaks, moments of cruel indifference, and the slow ache of watching him love others while never even glancing her way. “The Heart That Waited Alone” is a tender, aching journey through unspoken love, the agony of waiting, and the silent courage it takes to love someone who may never love you back. Will Pihu’s silent devotion ever find its echo — or will her heart remain a lone flame in a world too bright to notice her gentle light?

HIS SALVATION

Vedika Sharma has spent her entire life standing on the right side of the law. As one of the youngest advocates in the city’s history to take down criminal empires, her reputation for fearlessness is unshakable — until she crosses Abhimaan Rathore. A ruthless businessman with blood on his hands and secrets buried deeper than the graves he’s ordered, Abhimaan is used to getting everything he wants — and now, he wants her. When Vedika’s investigation threatens to dismantle his empire, Abhimaan traps her in a dangerous game of power, blackmail, and obsession. Bound by forced agreements and a chemistry neither can deny, Vedika finds herself torn between hatred and a dark, consuming attraction she cannot fully explain — or escape. As lines blur and trust shatters, Vedika must fight not just for justice — but for her own soul. Because loving a monster has consequences. And surviving him… might be impossible.

JAAN

When Ishika Rai, a fiercely independent and ambitious city girl, is forced to spend a few months in a remote village due to unforeseen circumstances, she is anything but pleased. Used to fast-paced city life, Wi-Fi, and no one telling her what to do, Ishika finds herself at odds with everything the village stands for—especially its head, the stern and commanding Prithvi Raj Chauhan. Prithvi, respected and feared in equal measure, has spent his life protecting the traditions and people of his village. He sees Ishika as an outsider—a disruption. But beneath her defiant eyes and sharp tongue, he senses a fire that mirrors his own. As cultures clash and sparks fly, their initial animosity begins to give way to an undeniable pull neither of them can resist. But as secrets from their pasts and pressures from their worlds threaten to tear them apart, Ishika and Prithvi must ask themselves: is love strong enough to bridge the distance between two hearts born in different worlds?

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