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She didn’t know where she was being sent. Her stepmother had told her it was just a job—cleaning, serving, nothing more. But when she stepped in his penthouse, a shiver crawled down her spine. Something wasn’t right. The house was silent, dark and cold. The fragrance of something loomed something she couldn’t name. Fear? Temptation? Fate? And then, she sees him. Vidyut Roy. Tall, handsome, and devastatingly powerful. A man whose name carries sins—one who is feared, despised (hated) and utterly ruthless. The world already hates him for what he did to his ex-wife, Avyah, for the way he destroyed her without remorse. He was never a hero, never a savior. He was a man who owned, who controlled, who consumed. Mira, on the other hand, is a walking, talking storm of emotions. The kind of girl who dramatically stares out of windows when it rains, narrating her own tragic backstory like she’s in a movie. She picks fights with her own conscience, trips over flat surfaces and laughs at her own joke and never shuts up. She is a mess of contradictions wrapped in one stubborn, cute, innocent, dramatic package. But. She doesn't know, this is a cage. And he is already holding the key.
𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬~𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖘. As the name says “𝐒𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬”: 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐲, is the element of darkness and forbidden love these tales are full of, whereas 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬, are the different hideous elements of the book. The first short story in this book is of Dhriti and Suyash from Effortlessly Mine. ~ 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 And so on. The book consists of multiple short stories, each having a minimum of 19 chapters and an additional epilogue, resulting in a total of 20 chapters. Enjoy this captivating journey through the world of “𝐒𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬.”
✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ Have you ever wanted something so destructive that it feels like your insides are burning with hatred? Yet, ironically, you long to fall apart and be shattered by this destruction. But is it really destruction, or the beginning of something inevitable? Something specially designed to be a your ruin. He broke me, shattered my soul, and then just sat by, letting me ruin him. He was satisfied, and so was I. We healed, only to break again. We understood it, we are meant to be each other's, an obsession. I am his obsession and so is he mine. We are together until we will be buried dead inside the heaven of sins.
“since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess.” My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, “Let me enjoy gazing at you.” I couldn't help but reply, “I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon.” My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. “You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe.” ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb—those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare.
"I am just your whore!" She yelled at him with tears streaming down her face. "You really think so?" His dark intimidating voice echoed in the room. "Yes! I know this. I am just your fuckdoll!" She yelled as more tears rolled down her cheeks. And within a second his hand gripped her throat and she was pushed on the wall. Her hand held onto his huge big hands and her eyes widened. His hands were hard but the way he held her neck spoke of anger, the beast she ignited. His hand didn't put any pressure. It just kept her stable there. "Fine then, I will tell you how I treat my whores." His voice was hell bent dead. He never used this tone for her, for the past one year she had been living with him but he didn't use this tone ever. His eyes held anger. She ignited the beast inside him. The one that could ruin anyone with a glare. He left her with a jerk and held onto the collar of his shirt that she was wearing, jerking her towards him... Her forced her that night....... ______________ A night that changed both of their lives. He met his home and she met her saviour. Hold onto your belts to savour the love of a loveless man. *HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT*
|STANDLONE: not related to any of my other books| The priest instructed him to apply the vermillion. He took a bit in his hand and paused just a few centimeters away from her forehead. He asked her in a slow voice, “Tara, bhar du na?” (Tara, shall I apply it?) “Nahi bharna chahte hain aap?” Tara asked, her eyebrows furrowed. (Don't you want to?) “I don't do divorce. Reh logi bina pyar ke?” he asked softly. (I don't do divorce. Will you stay without love?) “Pyar ke bina toh reh lungi. Lekin Rudra aap, Yuvraj aur Yashvi toh mere sath rahoge na?” Tara asked, smiling. (I can stay without love. But Rudra, will you, Yuvraj, and Yashvi stay with me?)
"You will take all of this, si?" I am in no position to deny him with all of my self stuffed with..... ______________________ The Indian Mafia Princess got married to the Italian Mafia King. They were childhood friends who ended up forgetting each other, and now they find themselves thrown back into each other's lives through this forced marriage. And to add more, there's a stalker involved too. Forced to choose between life and death, they embarked on a tumultuous journey filled with secrets. As their worlds collided, they embarked on their journey of secret, lust and desires. Immerse yourself in the purest and dirtiest captivating tale of 𝘼𝙧𝙞𝙖 𝙊𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 and 𝙆𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝘼𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙤.
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