khushi father died in a car accident. she forced to do marrige to arnav singh raizada by her mother to secure his brother future... she dont know him never meet arnav ... but fate bind them with sacred bond......

He is order. She is chaos. Arnav Singh Raizada's life is measured in profit margins and deadlines until Khushi Kumari Gupta threatens to dismantle his silent world one jingle at a time. She shouldn't belong in his sleek, perfectly ordered universe. And yet, he can't stop noticing her. This is a fanfiction based on Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon? set in an alternate universe. Story, concept and everything else except the characters' names belong to me. That said, I do like to include elements and references from the show here and there and in those cases complete credit to the makers. Please do not copy. It would really hurt to see this work elsewhere without my knowledge.

Arnav has a DARK secret. Khushi is infuriatingly bright. Vivid, even. Technicolor, should he say? When she steps into his world, quaking in her cheap shoes like she should, but not quite as much as he'd like her to, Arnav's mysterious existence is shattered. Love is strange indeed!

When he saw her for the first time, he fell in love with her. But she is someone's widow and a mother of a child, while he is married and expecting a child along with his wife. Will Arnav Singh Raizada give up on her or will he make her his. Warning ⚠️ : Some scenes and chapters which only contains 18+. Use of some words and language which may be considered offensive. Kindly read it at your own risk.

"Why would Khushiji harm Aarav?" Anjali asked confused. "I know, she did it Di." Sheetal insisted. "Fine, I agree with you but there should be a reason." Anjali crossed her arms. "I..... I can't tell you Di." Sheetal stammered. "Then how could you accuse her?" Anjali questioned. "Because Aarav is Arnav's son." Sheetal revealed. Arnav and Khushi lived happily with their children and family but what happens when a woman and her son enter their lives? Most importantly what will be the reaction of her in-laws?

Arnav never came to marry Khushi on their remarriage day. Dadi did tell everyone the reason. Now 5 years later, Arnav is coming home. What happens when he finds out the things happened in his absence.

A promise that changed the life of two souls.... For someone it increased the hatred and for someone it increased the helplessness.... Two souls from totally different worlds tied in the sacred bond of marriage due to one promise.... One is Fire and the other is Water... What happens when Fire meets Water ? To know that read the story.... A Royal Promise An Arshi Fanfiction....

An arshi fan fiction but not a show based one. I tried to write a office romance based story revolving around our favorite arshi jodi. Just for a change here khushi is equally a head strong character like the Arnav we know. If you love to read pure romance, you can give it a try.

"He was power wrapped in silence. She was fury wrapped in silk. Their love? A secret war neither dared confess." Behind the mask of sindoor and smiles... was a girl clawing for freedom. When Khushi Kumari Gupta is forced into a contract marriage with the ruthless Arnav Singh Raizada, the world sees a gold digger. Arnav sees a liar. But no one sees her. Not the truth she buries beneath her silence. Not the secrets stitched into her every breath. But Arnav-cold, calculating, and dangerously brilliant-isn't just a businessman. He's a hunter. And the girl hiding behind that mask? She's becoming more than just a mystery. She's becoming his obsession. Trust was broken. Vows were manipulated. But revenge? Revenge was still up for negotiation.

Arnav had married Khushi thinking he had finally found someone who could see beyond his mask. Someone who could touch the lonely boy he buried under years of responsibility. But Khushi... she brought her light into the family and left none for him. She smiled, laughed, served food, celebrated every small event-but not with him. She became the darling of the family, the embodiment of a perfect daughter-in-law. He watched her laugh with NK, tease Nani, hug Payal. But when she turned to him, it was always about someone else. "Arnav ji, did you talk to Akash? He's feeling low." "Arnav ji, can we plan a surprise for Nani?" "Arnav ji, NK is so funny, na? He always cheers everyone up!" And Arnav... he nodded. He always nodded. No one knew how often he woke up in the middle of the night, reaching for warmth, finding only cold sheets. No one noticed the way his eyes lingered on Khushi when she danced around others but avoided his gaze. He tried to speak. Once. Twice. A hundred times. But the words choked in his throat, strangled by the pride and pain he never let anyone see. Because Arnav Singh Raizada wasn't supposed to need anything. But he needed someone. He needed to be heard. Chosen. Prioritized.