Zoya Khan never thought her life would change the day she agreed to a marriage she never wanted. A simple, kind girl from a middle-class family, she believed in patience, in healing, in love that comes slowly... not contracts written by families. Zaveyaar Malik, on the other hand, lived in silence. A powerful CEO, cold and distant, he had everything the world could offer except peace... After losing his twin brother, the part of him that believed in warmth, love, and even hope slowly disappeared....He stopped letting people in... he stopped believing in Allah as he always thought Allah didn't hear his duas when he was begging him to cure his brother. Their marriage was never meant to be love. It was an arrangement between two families, two worlds that didn't belong together....She was warmth. He was silence. But sometimes, silence listens. And sometimes, warmth stays where it was never welcomed. What begins as distance, misunderstandings, and emotional walls slowly turns into something neither of them planned... something dangerous, something soft, something real. And in the quiet spaces between them, love begins to become. Tropes :- Strangers to lovers Slow-Burn Romance Cold hearted MMl × Kind FMl Rich MMl × M/C FMl Arranged marriage to love marriage Grumpy MMl × Sunshine FMl Possessive MMl

❝𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬.. 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐦𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡é𝐫𝐢𝐞.❞ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ───────── *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Rakshit Singhania - founder and chairman - is a man who built an empire in France with nothing but ambition, silence, and a storm burning within him. Powerful, untouchable, and feared across the globe, he rules his world like dark clouds holding thunder within. Anwita Rajput is nothing like the world he belongs to. A compassionate veterinarian and the proud owner of "Aavya" Clinic, she built her small world with patience, dedication, and quiet strength. People say opposites attract. But Rakshit and Anwita were never opposites. They were the same storm living in two different souls - carrying the same scars, the same silence, and the same memories they never spoke about. Their marriage was arranged by families who believed it was nothing more than tradition... another responsibility fulfilled. But fate had written something far deeper. Because neither of them ever planned to give their heart to anyone again. That place had once belonged to someone else... someone they had already lost. And yet, slowly, unexpectedly- The marriage that was arranged by fate began turning into something that was never meant to be arranged. She became the calm he never searched for. And he became the shield she never knew she needed. But when the ghosts of their past return... Will their fragile bond survive? Or will his shiddat and her lost love destroy the only chance they ever had at healing? ❁ ═══════════════ ❁ ♡ TROPES ♡ ➥Arranged Marriage ➥Flirty x Shyly ➥Possessive ➥Slow Burn Romance ➥He fell first and fell harder ➥Fate & Destiny ❁ ═══════════════ ❁ ❥➺ Started on March 2026. ❥➺ Book 1st of Arranged by fate series. ❥➺ A standalone book.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐭 "I think Chahat and Veer should talk in private," Parvati ji suggested. Urmilla ji nodded, asking Chahat to take him to the terrace. The moment they were alone, Veeransh spoke - straight, emotionless. "I'll come to the point. I have no interest in marriage. I'm agreeing only for Dadi. Don't expect anything beyond respect and loyalty." Chahat's eyes hardened. "What if I say no? Actually... I am saying no. It was nice meeting you for the last time, Mr. Raghuvanshi." She turned to leave. Just as her hand reached the door, her phone buzzed - an unknown number. She ignored it. "Dekh lo," Veer's voice came from behind, edged with a faint smirk. "Might be important." Something in his tone made her open it. A video. Her breath stopped. She staggered back in shock - straight into him. Veeransh leaned down, close to her ear. His breath brushed her neck, sending a cold shiver down her spine. "A yes from your side... or a yes from mine," he whispered, voice low and dangerous. "Choice is yours."

Since seventh grade, Kanika has been Anakveer one and only sanctuary-his best friend, his *pasandida aurat.* She believes in their unshakable "bro code," but for Anakveer, there's nothing brotherly about the way he craves her. To him, she's already his-whether she knows it or not. But when unspoken desires begin to blur the lines of their friendship, will his obsession tear them apart? Or will his dark world pull her in, corrupting her soul until she belongs to him-*forever?* _________________________________________ Kanika Guhilot-a 25 year old post graduate, a sharp-tongued, curvy goddess, and the so-called "lazy soul" of the Guhilot family. As the middle child, she perfected the art of dodging nosy relatives with her half-hearted attempt at preparing for civil services. Marriage? Not on her wishlist-*ever.* Life is complicated enough without adding a husband to the mix. Anakveer Rajput-a 25 year old graduate, the notorious bad boy and youngest heir of an empire that spells terror in the business world. To outsiders, he's nothing more than a spoiled brat with a short fuse, but beneath the surface, he is the undisputed terror king of his bloodline, ruling the underworld with an iron fist,he's the ruthless ruler of the underground-a king who bows to no one. No one, except *her.* _________________________________________ Troops: Slow Burn ❤️🔥 Forced marriage Mafia husband Bestfriend to forced husband Grumpy × insecure soul Anger issue × Attitude problem He fell first & harder Obsessed husband Possessive partner Loyal × loyal Corrupted soul× Innocent soul Intence mature content 🔥

"Why don't you understand, Arjun? We can't be together."💔 "I only understand one thing, jaana - we are meant to be together... by hook or by crook."🥺 ~~Siyaaa~~

【( 𝘉𝘛𝘚 𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘒𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘟 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘍𝘍 )】 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 ✔️ 𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘠/𝘕 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘑𝘌𝘖𝘕 𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘒𝘖𝘖𝘒- 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘉𝘛𝘚 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥? 【 "𝙅𝙚𝙤𝙣 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠? 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙅𝙚𝙤𝙣 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠- 𝙈𝙮 𝙄𝙙𝙤𝙡, 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙢𝙮 𝙆𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙚, 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮. 𝙈𝙮 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡" 】 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧- 【 "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙘 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚." 】 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨. ♤♡ #1 in jealousy #3 in park Jimin #2 in Jimin #6 in Bts #54 in Fanfiction

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

He's the man the world fears. She's the girl the world overlooks. And fate just forced them into each other's lives. Reyansh Singhania is a name that echoes power. Cold, commanding, and heartbreakingly handsome, he's built empires with a single look and destroyed legacies with a word. Love? It's a weakness he refuses to entertain. His heart is locked behind walls no one dares approach-until she arrives. Janhavi Mehera is the quiet storm he never saw coming. Shy, soft-spoken, and burdened by her past, she hides her scars behind a practiced smile. But her silence speaks volumes-and in the language of dance, she reveals more than words ever could. She never asked to be part of his world. Now, she can't escape it. Two opposites. One forced bond. And a slow-burning fire neither of them can ignore. He sees her as a disruption. She sees him as a storm. But in the spaces between their battles, something begins to bloom-raw, fragile, undeniable. Will Reyansh let down his guard long enough to see the truth behind her smile? Will Janhavi risk her heart on a man who doesn't believe in love? In a world where power rules and love is forbidden, can two broken souls find healing in each other... or will they destroy what little is left of themselves trying?

_COMPLETED_ #2 in HATE Series Fabulous 😍 Cover by @weirdosaurs (I don't have any words to describe that how much I loved this cover😍) This book is sequel to I Hate Your Existence, if u haven't read that, you won't understand this book. Top Rankings #1 in wattpadindianawards #1 in watty2020 #4 in agression #5 in australia #8 in daniel #7 in possession "Why were u talking to him?" I asked gritting my teeth. I cant even think anyone near her. She is my wife. And she dont have any right to talk to other men. "I-I wa-was....mis-missing him..." her reply made me to tighten my grip on her hand. She Yelp in pain, but I dont care. She has to know that, she cant miss anybody. "Why? You should know that u r married now. You can't miss anyone. Did u take permission from me?" I yelled at her, she was missing him. I will make sure from now on she didnt get any call from this man. I know he is married. But I cant risk. "I-I m sor...sorry.." she replied, I held her jaw with my hand tightly. Tears were making their way to come out, this satisfied me. I so wanted to watch her in pain. "Ok. Now u r sorry, then let's do something so that it can satisfy me." I said looking into her eyes. "Wh-What I have to do?" She asked still confused. I smirked at her. "Kiss me. Now." I ordered her, her eyes widened at this, those tears which were drained, now started coming out again. He met her only for few hours, but he hates her to the core. He never knew he will become from a funny person to a serious man just because of her. He hates her to the extent but he didn't want her to go, where there is hate, there is possessiveness. And he can't see her go, yet he left her, because of his own sake. She was not at all an innocent girl, but she hadn't done anything to him, yet he wanted to see her in pain. ... Share this story with ur friends and support me by doing that.... Jayanti__ Started:- 23/04/2020 Completed:- 20/05/2020