Devotion Stories

Book one of HIS GODDESS SERIES Kiyansh Singh Rathore ×Kaushiki Jaiswal Tropes ●CEO × LAWYER ●SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE ●MISUNDERSTANDINGS ●STRONG AND BOLD FEMALE LEAD ●DEVOTED AND OBSESSED MALE LEAD ●FORGET ABOUT TOUCHING OR LOOKING YOU BREATH WRONG AROUND HER AND YOU ARE DEAD ●SOFT ONLY FOR HER ●GREEN FOREST ONLY FOR HER ●MMC GROVELLING ●HE FELL FIRST SHE FELL HARDER "Strangers by fate, enemies by deceit, bound by redemption, and forever entwined by the threads of love and devotion." Kaushiki Jaiswal was never meant to be in the spotlight- a quiet storm with dusky skin, fierce intelligence, and scars hidden under silence. A girl who healed others while no one noticed she was bleeding. Kiyansh Singh Rathore never made mistakes- cold, calculating, born of legacy and vengeance. But he made one. Her. When betrayal strikes from within and the royal world begins to rot from the inside, Kaushiki is framed for crimes she didn't commit. And Kiyansh becomes both her judge-and the very reason her world collapses. But guilt has teeth. And obsession has no mercy. As Kaushiki walks away from everything- including the friend she loved like family- Kiyansh begins to unravel. And a man who never bowed to anyone, now finds himself on his knees for the girl he once destroyed. In a world of legacies, lies, and buried bloodlines- redemption isn't given. It has to be earned.

"Kuch log takraate nahi... taqdeer se milte hain." She was fire in chaos - a tornado in a ponytail with dreams louder than her voice. He was royalty wrapped in softness - the kind of boy who could make silence feel like poetry. When Tara Kashyap steps into the grand corridors of Udaipur's Vedanta Royal Academy School, she doesn't know her world is about to collide - literally - with Ayaan Singh Rathore, the school's most admired prefect with a last name that echoes legacy. A story of friendships, longing, royal bonds, slow-burn love, and the ache of unspoken emotions. Because some stories don't need a grand beginning - just one moment of ibaadat to last forever. --- > "He was everything royal. She was everything real. Together? Ibaadat."

ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ ᴏꜰ 'ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ' ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ. #ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪs ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. She wasn't meant to cross his path, yet she stumbled straight into his world of shadows. He wasn't meant to keep her, yet he bound her with vows she never chose. She believed in love, while he believed in power and ego. But every time her innocence collided with his darkness, something inside him shifted- a hunger, a madness, a pull he couldn't name. She was supposed to be a pawn. She became his obsession. And in a world where love tastes like sin and devotion feels like war- she will either be the reason he redeems himself... or the excuse he uses to burn it all down. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 🌑 " This isn't just a love story. " It's a warning. A prayer. A scream behind closed doors. If you're looking for butterflies, walk away. But if you're ready to bleed with every page- Welcome to the ashes. Welcome to the reign. Let the restraints begin. { The chapters aren't the final version of what's shown!! Changes can be made. Can be re-edited. }

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.

Blood on his hands. Soil under hers. A broken ring between them. Serenity Claveria used to sign death orders in diamonds, her wedding band flashing under chandelier light while she turned her husband's crumbling syndicate into an empire. Now that same ring lies split in two, buried beneath the Claveria garden she fled to where she spends her mornings with dirt under her nails instead of gunpowder, pretending the ghosts in her chest are just echo. At the gates, her past keeps knocking. Dario Valente arrives day after day with gifts that burn brighter than his apologies watches, cars, silk, all fed to the fire by Eli, the bodyguard who would rather die than let his former boss back into her orbit. Smoke curls into the sky like incense over a grave, and Dario watches the life he threw away turn his offerings to ash without blinking. In the treeline, another man waits. Salvatore Montenegro, once the bastard she insulted in this very garden, now a king in his own right, kneels in her soil like it's an altar. He plants the flowers she loves, reroutes wars away from her borders, and says nothing when her voice still shakes on her ex-husband's name. His devotion doesn't come with chains, only patience sharp enough to cut. The underworld thinks Serenity lost everything in that divorce. They don't see the moment her gaze shifts away from the man who broke her ring, and toward the one who's ready to guard the hand that wore it.

She only needed a place to stay. Six boys. One house. One simple agreement. They're disciplined. Intelligent. Controlled. The kind of men who don't raise their voices - because they don't need to. At first, their attention feels like coincidence.
Then it feels like concern.
Then it feels like something else. They remember her schedule better than she does.
They anticipate her needs before she speaks.
They close ranks without discussing it. No one tells her she can't leave. They just make sure there's nowhere better to go. She studies how influence works - how small choices can shape behavior without anyone noticing. What she doesn't realise is that she's living inside a system designed around her. Six different personalities.
Six different obsessions.
Six ways to protect her.
Six ways to keep her. And the most dangerous part? They don't fight over her. They align. Because when control is wrapped in kindness,
when protection starts to feel like possession,
when the doors lock softly instead of slamming shut- you don't realize you're trapped until you try to walk away. And by then... it's already too late.

Two young people, navigating life while leaning on each other. Through the years, they have grown to smile and weep together. If someone were to ask them where home is, they might even share a knowing glance. Yet, sometimes, it might not be remotely close to enough. Perhaps, their relationship never was.

"Raani sa ee hukumat" ka darja diya h aapko Jaan , kuch soch smaj kar hi diya hoga. He said to her while holding her from waist and her back is rubbing against the wall. Humne to nhi kha tha aapse.... She said to him while pushing him away from himself. .................................................................................. Rana Saa X Rani Saa🌙❤✨ ..................................................................................

✿ 𝐈𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 ✿ Iravya Mehrotra belongs to a proud Army family. She is disciplined, intelligent, and the topper of her school. A girl who believes in truth and responsibility, Iravya has never been interested in unnecessary fun or distractions. Her only dream is to become an Army officer and make her family proud. When she steps into Class 11, her life takes a new turn as her father gets transferred to Pune Cantonment, forcing the entire Mehrotra family to shift to Pune and start a new chapter of their lives. ✿ 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 ✿ On the other hand, Ishvaan Rajvansh comes from a well-known doctor family. His family wants him to become a doctor and continue their legacy, but Ishvaan has a different dream in his heart - he wants to serve the nation as an Army officer. At first, his family refuses, but later they understand his passion and allow him to follow his own path. The Rajvansh family has recently opened their own hospital in Pune and is shifting there for a fresh start. Ishvaan, now in Class 11, is a disciplined and intelligent boy who quietly observes everything around him and stays focused on his goals. Two different families. Two strong dreams. One city - Pune. When Iravya and Ishvaan's paths cross, their journey of dreams, duty, friendship, and unexpected emotions begins. Junoon-E-Ishq is a high school story of love, passion, and the courage to choose both heart and nation. This is a multi-couple book filled with love, emotions, friendship, dreams, and strong bonds between characters.

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. - 𝑩𝒚 𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒙𝑬𝒓𝒂

"Sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon Main toh ibaadat karta hoon Tere dar pe hi ab mera Sar jhukne laga hai..." "Tera deedar hua, pehli baar hua Jabse hai dekha tujhe, pagal hua Sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon Main toh ibaadat karta hoon..." ♥️🎀 .............................................................................................................................................. "Panch saal ki qaid toh bas ek bahana tha, Asli qaid toh teri yaadon ki thi, Wahan dushman ki bediyan thi pairon mein, Yahan tere ishq ki zanjeerein hain rooh mein.".................................................................................................................................... 5 saal ka wo school waala ishq, ek jhagda, aur phir sab khatam. Rudransh Army join karke chala gaya aur phir khabar aayi ki wo shaheed ho gaya. Par asli kahani toh tab suru hui jab wo 5 saal baad dushman ki qaid se wapas aaya. Usne apni wardi chodh di, business sambhaal liya, sirf ek maqsad ke liye-Tani. Par Tani ki engagement kisi aur se hone wali hai. Kya ek CEO, jo kabhi Captain tha, apni "Rooh" ko wapas paa sakega? Ya phir ye ishq borders par hi dam tod dega?

Some loves are not written in ink. He was born beneath a name the world worshipped - raised in light so bright it never let him belong to himself. She grew where no one cared to look - a girl the world had already decided the worth of before it ever learned her name. When they found each other, it was not destiny that reached for them. It was something quieter. Older. Something neither of them had words for. In the smoke-stained winter of 1975, beneath a dying tree and a sky full of unsaid things, he saw her once - and nothing was ever the same again. This is not a story about a love that survived. It is a story about a love that could not - and endured anyway. Sealed in blood. Buried in silence. Carved in his bones.

Love. People say it is simple. But, maybe it is something quieter. Something deeper. Something that does not just touch your heart, but slowly becomes a part of who you are. For Radhe, love was never just a feeling. It was devotion. The kind that exists in small moments. In silence. In the way you choose someone even when you are unsure of yourself. She was a writer. She could turn emotions into words so effortlessly that people felt seen through her stories. But when it came to her own life, she always stood at a distance. "Mujhe koi kyun pyaar karega...?" That thought stayed with her longer than it should have. Shyam was different. His life was built on discipline, routine, and control. An athlete who believed in focus more than feelings. For him, anything that could distract him had no place in his world. And love? "Pyaar sirf logon ko weak banata hai." He believed that. Until the day he saw her. "Maine aapko pehli baar dekha... aur pata nahi kyun laga jaise main aapko pehle se jaanta hoon." Radhe felt it too. "Yeh ham nahi kar rahe, Hamari kahani likhi hui hai." What begins as a single moment turns into something neither of them can ignore. It is not just attraction. It is DEVOTION. TUM TAK: Devotion Disguised as Love A journey where love is not just felt, it is lived.

A story born from devotion, trust, patience, and love-whispered into existence by fate. In a world where hearts grow tired, voices go unheard, and souls begin to break... fate quietly steps in. Two lives, lost in their own pain, are drawn together not by choice-but by destiny. What begins as silence slowly turns into understanding, healing, and something far deeper than they ever expected. Because when hope feels like it's slipping away, fate and God take the lead... rewriting everything into something beautiful. But not every story written by fate is easy-some are meant to test, to break, and to rebuild. Will fate heal them... or tear them apart completely?

Rehan Ali - ek aisa ladka jo sabko hasata tha. Sirf ek ladki ko chhod kar. Zara - jiske ek muskaan ke liye usne apni poori duniya badal di. Yeh kahani hai ek khamoshi ki. Ek intezaar ki. Ek mohabbat ki jo sirf deta raha. Kabhi maanga nahi. 💙 Hyderabad ki galiyon mein chhup gayi ek aisi mohabbat - Jo aaj bhi zinda hai. 💙❤️💜

It was 90s~ A time of handwritten notes, PCO calls, and feeling that stayed unspoken... In a boarding school divided by walls and rules , friendship that were built on laughter , rebellion , and shared secrets... She was fire wrapped in innocence.. He was calm , distant, and quietly carrying storms that no one could see... When their world collide , chaos beings... between the dance nights, fights, punishment and stolen moments. . Something begins~ Something fragile , unsaid and unforgettable. .. Some connections fade... but memories they refuse to fade... But what happens when the heart remembers more than years allow ~~? Everyone I welcome u in the world of "somewhere we stayed "

He started avoiding me. I thought it was just distance. I didn't know it was the beginning of losing him. The night he was attacked, everything changed. His body. His eyes. The way he looked at me. And the worst part? I might be the reason. If saving him means destroying him... Would I still choose him?

HE FELL FIRST AND HARDER ✨ He doesn't save people just to let them go. Especially not when he'd kill anyone who dared to touch her." 🥀In a world of power and secrets, Krish and Vivaan aren't just heirs-they are men possessed by a love that knows no bounds. Will Myra and Anika survive the intensity of a love that was never meant to be gentle? A story of hope, heart, and a higher obsession . _A billionaire's ceo son, a kidnapping, and an obsession that crosses every line._ _"If you stop, I stop."_ Krish Malhotra was never supposed to feel. Heir. Cold, controlled, untouchable. He had everything and wanted none of it. Especially not love. #contemporaryromance, #darkromance, #newadult #grumpysunshine She's his salvation. His ruin. His obsession. And he doesn't save people just to let them go kill people who dare to touch her ✨ TROPES INCLUDED IN THIS STORY 🖤 • Dark Romance • He Falls First & Harder • Obsessive Love • Soft Possessiveness • Boy Obsessed With Her Smile • Best Friends to Something Dangerous • Slow Burn Romance • Eye Contact That Means Too Much • Protective Male Lead • Broken Girl x Boy Who Stays • Rainy Night Romance • Trauma & Healing • Silent Jealousy • Late Night Calls & Bike Rides • "You're Safe With Me" Vibe • Teasing That Turns Serious • Hidden Feelings • Temple Blessings & Fate Symbolism • Matching Emotional Damage • Girl Who Doesn't Believe In Love • Boy Determined To Change That • Soft Romance with Dark Intensity • Academic / College Romance • Comfort in Chaos • Emotional Attachment Turning Into Obsession • "I Notice Everything About You" • Protective Best Friend • Pink Aesthetic Romance • Reader Will Suffer & Heal Together 😭🖤 ✨ KRISH & MYRA obsessive, intense, quiet possession, emotional addiction, "you're mine without saying it." ✨ VIVAAN & ANIKA best friends with tension, hidden obsession, teasing + comfort and more obsession brought her own mansion heal

"Love that worships, trust that binds, Hearts that speak even in silence. Betrayal lurks where devotion lives, Revenge whispers in the shadows, And mysteries unravel with every heartbeat." FAITH AND FIRE. "Maine humesha se tumhe apnana chaha, lekin tumne apne chahne waalon ke bheed main kabhi mujhe dhunda hi nahi" said Adhrit. "Shiv aur Parvati ke beech doori sirf kasam aur imtihaan ka hissa thi, Humari doori bhi bas waqt ki pehchaan thi, Aur mai humesha se bas tumhare hi talaash main thi" replied Aira. This is a multicouple book where no cheating or toxicity is involved. Dive into the story to know more about them and see love turn into devotion, mysteries unfold and trust turn into betrayal. I hope you'll enjoy reading the book. This is my first work so please forgive me, if there are any errors in the story and always make sure to correct me. Do support, vote and comment if you find the story interesting. For spoilers and updates follow my Instagram id:- @delulu.sri_writes