Aaravi Sharma, a shy but stunningly graceful literature teacher from Udaipur, lives a quiet life surrounded by books, tea, and her traditional middle-class family. Reserved and modest, she's the kind of woman people describe as "ideal bahu material." But when her arranged marriage is unexpectedly fixed with Aaryan Rathore - a strikingly handsome, dangerously composed millionaire from Jaipur - everything changes. Aaryan sees her once. That's all it takes. To him, Aaravi isn't just the woman he wants - she's the one he's meant to protect. But there's more to Aaryan than wealth. Rumors swirl about the Rathore family and their shadowy dealings. Yet in her presence, the guarded tycoon softens - slowly unraveling secrets, traumas, and perhaps... love. But can Aaravi, timid and wide-eyed, handle the storm that comes with being his wife? And what happens when she begins to suspect he didn't just agree to the marriage... he orchestrated it?

Liana Harrington spent her entire life craving something simple-love from her family. But the moment Elara entered the Harrington Estate, everything changed. The brothers who once held her hand slowly turned away. The parents she desperately tried to please looked at her with disappointment. Accusations, cold stares, and loneliness became the only things waiting for her behind the doors of the place she once called home. On her seventeenth birthday, while the mansion celebrated someone else, Liana was left alone in the freezing snow... abandoned and forgotten. And there- she died. Only to open her eyes again years in the past. This time, Liana decides something different. No more begging. No more chasing after love that was never hers. No more tears. But as she slowly lets go of the family she once desperately wanted... Why are they starting to look at her? Why does regret appear in their eyes? And why does the cold, feared Crown Prince keep appearing in her peaceful little bookstore? When a forgotten daughter stops asking for love... everyone suddenly wants her back. ✨ Regression | Family Regret | Cold Crown Prince | Slow Burn Romance | Betrayal | Healing | Fantasy Manhwa Vibes

If you call a child a monster long enough, don't be surprised when she grows teeth. I am not the jinx you created; I am the justice you feared." hey think a child's mind is a sponge that only soaks up love. ​They are wrong. ​A child's mind is a mirror. If you spend years screaming at a mirror that it is broken, eventually, it stops reflecting the light. It only shows the cracks. ​In the Rajvansh mansion, words weren't just sounds. They were scalpels. Every time my father called me a "Liability," a piece of my heart died. Every time Ayaan called me a "Jinx," a drop of poison entered my veins. Every time Reyansh stayed Silent, a brick was added to the wall I was building around my soul. ​They didn't realize that words are more powerful than any gun or blade. A blade only cuts the skin. A word? A word can make you believe you are a monster even when you are just a girl who wanted a hug. The World thinks Amira Rajvanshi died in that river. The girl who begged for a drop of love, the girl who held out a water bottle to a brother who looked through her, the girl who cried 'I didn't do it' until her voice broke... she is gone. ​But the river didn't just take my life. It washed away the lies.

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

The sky was painted dark.Very Dark with no bright stars.A gush of wind swirled past us making me inhale softly.The large man besides me leaned against the iron railing.His eyes fixed ahead of us as if seeing something that I couldn't. A lone tear slid down my cheek as I brushed it off rather harshly.Finding my voice I spoke softly remembering a distinct and beautiful memory, "After you left I once asked Mama when you would come back.She stayed silent for a minute and then she answered that when you'll miss me you'll be back" Another tear rolled down my cheek and this time I didn't brush it.My light brown eyes stared at his handsome face, seeing him look down at this hands.His face constricting into something I could not decipher. "And I was a fool to believe her that day because now I know I was the only one waiting. " My words were bitter but I whispered softly. Turning around I left leaving the man to his own thoughts. I loved and now I've lost myself in the lands of love. ... From a very young age Shahwar Nawaz Khan has heard only one name.Her groom's name.Salah Khan's name.And since then she has loved him unconditionally.But not all golden dreams come true. Little did Shahwar know that when her world will collide with the one she has loved, her life will turn upside down.Fighting a battle with fire in which she herself had to burn. A story that will take you to a roller coaster ride of emotions and to the land of love.So get ready with a box of tissue papers. Spiritual# 8 -29th Sep 2020 Spiritual# 4 -27th Sep 2020 Spiritual# 5- 4th Oct 2020 Spiritual# 6- 5th Oct 2020 Spiritual# 5- 29th Nov 2020 Spiritual# 2- 30th Nov 2020

Dear Husband, I wish you all the best. I am letting you go. No more secret glances. No more secret calls. No more secret box. No more longing looks and quiet sighs. I don't want to hear you mumble her name in our bed at three in the morning with your bourbon breath anyway. Go ahead. Love the love of your life freely. Fly to her. Set me free. Just your wife for now, Soon to be your ex-wife, Never been your love, Matilda Whitmore.

Anaya has always lived a quiet and lonely life. Unloved by her own mother, she never expected that one unexpected turn would change everything. She never imagined that one day she would stand at the doorstep of her father's mansion-a man she barely knew and a family that never knew her. To them, she is an intruder. An unwanted presence in a family that was never meant to include her. Yet her arrival slowly begins to change the lives of everyone around her. Meanwhile, in college, there is one name everyone knows-Viyan. The king of the campus. Cold, arrogant, and the ultimate bad boy. Every girl dreams of getting his attention, but Viyan has never looked at anyone twice. Love has never been a part of his life. Until he meets Anaya. Without realizing it, the girl who asks for nothing slowly becomes the only person who occupies his thoughts. The bad boy who never looked twice at any girl finds himself secretly falling for the one girl who isn't trying to get his attention.His love is silent, protective, and unwavering. As hidden truths unfold, hearts begin to change, and relationships are tested, fate starts weaving an unexpected story of family, love, and healing. Come, dive into Anaya's journey where every chapter unfolds a new emotion and an unexpected twist. #1 in elderbrother #1 in stepsiblings

She was their princess. Then she became their shame. At seventeen, Aadhira was accused of a crime that tore her family apart. Overnight, she lost her home, her reputation, and everyone she loved. Seven years later, she returns as the bride of Arjun rathore. To her family, she is still the girl who ruined everything. To her husband, she is an unwanted responsibility. But while everyone is busy judging her, Aadhira is hiding secrets of her own. The past isn't over. The truth isn't dead. And someone should have made sure she never came back. • misunderstood daughter • arranged marriage •secret identity •cold fml × indifferent ml • strangers × life long partners •strong fml × strong ml

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 Fragile 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 broad 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒆 !!! The heck you are so Fragile That whenever I touch you I feel like I might crush you under my arms .... Iam not fragile you are so big .. she replied almost whispering... Why did you kissed him on his cheeks ?? ... he asked in his gruffy voice Arhaan he is just a child !!! So what I don't like my wife touching any male species other than me !!! He said .. Your bea-beard i-is pie-piercing my sk-skin it-its hur-hurting plz lea-leave me ... she said in a low voice almost stammering You know na that you mine "Mrs Samira Arhaan" So kindly cope up with this just today , tomorrow I'll shave it just for you ... " TROPE" ☆ Age gap ☆senior junior trope ☆she fell first but he fell harder ☆family friends ☆Collage romance ☆Soft romance ☆ possessive male lead ☆ controlling ☆ obsession at first sight This is my first writing I hope you guys will appreciate

THIS IS NOT THE LOVE STORY THIS IS ABOUT EMOTIONS🙃 A GIRL WHO HAS BEEN WAITING FOR HER FAMILY A FAMILY WHO DOES NOT WANT HER A strong girl and her family ✨