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Hey everyone, I just wanted to open up a little with you all. I come from a very middle-class family, and this year I’m starting college. It’s a big step for me, and while I’m really excited, I also want to do my part and ease the load on my family—especially when it comes to expenses. That’s one of the reasons I’ve been working hard on my stories and content. If you’ve been enjoying them, even a little support—whether it’s reading, voting, buying, sharing, or following—means so much to me. Thank you for standing by me. This journey wouldn’t be the same without you.
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She believed in love. He believed in nothing. Fate believed in chaos. Anvika Khanna once lit up every room she walked into-the heart of the Khanna family, with dreams spun from fairytales and ink. But when her own blood turned against her, accusing her of sins she didn't commit, she disappeared into silence... and her stories. Behind a pen name, she rebuilt herself-quiet, successful, alone. Evyavaan Malhotra, the eldest heir of the powerful Malhotra empire, has learned to keep love at arm's length. Stoic, ruthless, and bound by responsibility, he never wanted a wife-especially not one with a past wrapped in shadows. A marriage of convenience. Two wounded souls. No promises. No emotions. Just a name shared... and a home divided. But can love bloom in the silence between the storms? Or are some scars too deep to heal? •~•~•~•~•~• It's a standalone novel! This book contains content intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright © - This story belongs to me. Please don't copy or repost.



There are two kinds of girls at Aurelius Academy. The ones who whisper Serayah's name like a warning. And the ones who wish they were her. Serayah has spent 19 years being looked at and never seen. Being present and never acknowledged. Learning early that if the world was going to talk about her anyway— she might as well give them something worth talking about. So she did. She became the chaos. The controversy. The girl your parents warned you about. She collected rumors like jewelry and wore every scandal like it was tailored for her. She was untouchable. She was fine. And then Aarav Kaelam happened. He didn't mean to. That's the worst part. When the college assigns him as her tutor, the last thing either of them wanted. Serayah brings her games and Aarav brings his walls. Serayah knows every kind of boy. The ones who want something from her. The ones who want to ruin her. But she has never met one who wanted absolutely nothing. She doesn't know what to do with that. But she's about to find out. His Ruin is the story of a controlled boy and a chaotic girl and the slow, inevitable, beautiful disaster of what happens when they collide.

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