Vardaan Singh Rajwanshi : The 25-year-old cunning chairperson of Rajvanshi Empire, with a flawless face, towering height, and a dominating personality that commands respect. His piercing gaze and chiseled features make girls weak in the knees, but beneath his confident exterior lies a complex web of emotions - ambition, pride, and a hint of vulnerability. As the eldest son, he's burdened with the weight of responsibility, but his sweet demeanor hides a sharp mind and a calculating heart. Isha Singh : A 21-year-old final-year college student, pursuing a course in fashion designing. Her angelic face and empathetic nature make her a beloved figure on campus. She's a sensitive soul with a generous heart, always willing to lend a listening ear or a helping hand. Her passion for dancing is more than just a hobby - it's an escape from the world, a way to express herself freely. With a gentle smile and sparkling eyes, Isha radiates warmth and kindness, but deep down, she's still discovering her own strengths and weaknesses. Yaha tak padh liye toh book bhi padhte jaana pyare lavenders ✨ *Book Details:* - *Started on:* 17th November 2024 - *Completed on:* To be determined, but let's hope it's a bestseller! 😊

[HIGH SCHOOL ROM-COM] She is like pure water-calm, clear, and life-giving. He is like heated fire-intense, unpredictable, and untamed. Kashvi is the school's queen bee-confident, charming, and always surrounded by friends, laughter, and the admiration of her peers. Tanush is the school's shadow-an outcast bad boy with a piercing gaze, a leather jacket, and a reputation that keeps everyone at bay. Her father is the mayor, a symbol of power and prestige. Rumors of his brushes with the law, arrests, and reckless lifestyle follow him like a stormcloud. Their worlds were never meant to collide. Yet, when Tanush steps into Kashvi's life, her smooth-sailing existence is turned upside down. Everyone warns her to stay away from him, but the pull between them is undeniable. What begins as curiosity turns into a burning desire neither of them can resist. In each other, they find freedom-a chance to be truly seen, beyond the masks they wear. But as their connection deepens, they must face the forces threatening to tear them apart. Will their love be strong enough to bridge the gap between their two worlds, or will the weight of their differences pull them under? Are you wondering how it all began? Let's go back to the start and dive into the journey of Kashvi and Tanush to uncover their story...

'I will marry' Yeah finally the asshole had something to say, he kept my sister waiting for ages. He better treat her very well or else I'd be their little honeymoon package and I'd show him all of my karate skills. 'But I'll marry you' He pointed his finger at me, the hell was he talking about? I almost chuckled thinking it's a joke but everyone else just stood as if there was nothing that could be said against it. 'W_hat?' My sister said almost breaking. The asshole made my sister cry???????? 'Am sorry I can't marry you I am more attracted to your little sister' I almost jumped to him, until I heard my sister crying while she left the room. I was about to run after her but I stood in front of the so called husband, 'Fuck you' that was all I could say.

They were married too young, unprepared for life... and for each other. They were young, reckless, and in love-but life tore them apart. Krutika Mehra and Mayank Malhotra thought their story was over. Four years later, fate forces them together again. Cold glances, curt words, and tense silences fill their days-but some connections refuse to stay buried. As old feelings surface and walls begin to crumble, Mayank notices the fear Krutika tries so hard to hide. And he won't look away. When walls begin to fall, one undeniable truth emerges: some love never truly dies. ~•~ "You're scared," Mayank said, his voice low but sharp. "I'm not," Krutika whispered, flinching slightly. "Don't lie to me," he said, stepping closer. "I can see it-in your hands, in your eyes. You're terrified." "We... we can't, we are divorc-" she tried to protest, but her voice faltered. "I don't care what we are on paper," he said, softening but keeping his intensity. "I want to take care of you. I WILL take care of you. That's all that matters to me." ~•~ Some walls are harder to break than others. Some love refuses to let go. Can they face the past and the fear that kept them apart... before it's too late? Tropes: • Second chance romance • Tension • Exes • Old love resurfaced • Attraction x denial

"Aap agar soch rahe hai, mujhse nikah karne ke baad aap meri zindagi ke hero ban jaoge aur main aap ki ho jaungi toh aap badi ghalat fehmi mein hai, Mirza." Her words ceased his steps. His fingers curled into a fist, trying to control his rage which was bubbling inside him by hearing her disobedient tone. He blew out a puff of air and slowly turned around with an emotionless face. "That's where you are wrong, Hoor. I don't intend to be your hero because I'm not one." He sauntered towards her, making her take several steps back in dread until her frame crashed to the wall. Altan leaned down to her height and placed his hand at her sides, caging her fragile state. Mahoor turned her face away and pushed herself more into the wall. Her left hand started to shiver uncontrollably on which his gaze fell. Taking her trembling hand in his, Altan whispered,"Mai har kahani ka villain hi raha hu aur yeh kahani bhi koi alag nahi hogi. Tum apni ijazat se ha kahogi toh khushi hogi nahi bhi razi hogi toh koi baat nahi," his lips curled into a wicked smile, seeing tears gathered in her eyes. "Altan Mirza, har cheez apni bana hi leta hai aur tum toh meri tab hi ho chuki thi jab pehli dafa meri nazarein tumse mili thi."

#1 in Romance - 07.01.2021 Forced to be around each other because their best friends just happen to love each other, Nicole and Blake must learn to be civil with one another for their sakes. However, being civil might be asking too much of the two of them - when the word didn't really exist in either of their vocabulary. She's a loudmouth, no filter whatsoever when she speaks and hates egoistic men. He's childish, also has no filter - especially when flirting - and oozes confidence like it's his birthright. They were so similar and yet so different, but oddly perfect for each other. Mostly, they were really just a recipe for disaster. This is the story of their turbulent journey. A spin-off to "Back to You"...

SOrphan Maid By Maria Eyison Tara grew up with nothing but dreams and determination. Orphaned at a young age, she learned to survive the cruelty of life by working as a maid in the Benson mansion - a home filled with luxury, secrets, and silent battles. Despite her humble beginnings, Tara's kind heart and gentle strength made her stand out in a world that only saw her as a servant. When Nicholas Benson - the charming heir to the Benson fortune - returns from abroad, fate weaves their hearts together. What begins as an act of kindness slowly blooms into a love that defies every boundary. But their happiness comes with a price. The Benson family will do anything to keep Tara out of their son's life. Lies are told, traps are set, and hearts are broken. As Tara faces betrayal from those she served faithfully, she must choose between fighting for love or walking away with her dignity. Can love truly conquer class, cruelty, and family pride? Or will Tara's fairytale end the same way her childhood did - with loss and loneliness? "Orphan Maid" is a heart-wrenching and romantic tale of courage, love, and the fight to be seen beyond your past. A story that proves true love doesn't ask for permission - it simply happens.

There was a time when Althea Isabelle Reyes believed love could survive anything. She gave him her heart. She carried his child. She dreamed of growing old beside the man she thought would never let her go. Instead, he became the reason she learned how heartbreak could feel like mourning someone who was still alive. So she left. Not because she stopped loving him, but because loving him was slowly destroying the woman she used to be. For two years, she built a life from the ruins he left behind. She learned to become both mother and father to their little girl. She buried every dream they once shared and convinced herself that some loves are never meant to be found again. Then fate-cruel, relentless fate-placed him in front of her once more. Only this time, the man standing before her was no longer the man who shattered her heart. Lance Gabrielle Villanueva had spent two years searching for the woman he lost. Two years carrying the weight of his regrets. Two years becoming the man he should have been from the very beginning. But apologies cannot erase betrayal. Regret cannot return stolen years. And some scars don't disappear simply because the person who caused them has changed. Now, he is willing to spend the rest of his life proving that love isn't spoken through promises. It's proven through patience. Through sacrifice. Through showing up every single day. But how do you trust the same hands that once let you fall? How do you believe in forever when forever was the very thing that broke you? Perhaps some loves never truly die. Perhaps they simply become echoes-lingering in the quiet corners of our hearts, waiting for the day we find the courage to listen again. This is a heart-wrenching story of love, betrayal, redemption, forgiveness, and the impossible journey of learning to trust the person who once taught you how to live without them.

When Michaela Tate decided to interview her writer ex-fiancé, she expected him to be working on something good--she just never imagined his new book would be about her. ***** In desperate need of a good story, Michaela Tate has no choice but to accept a one-time opportunity to help interview famous, secluded writer Lincoln Calloway, fresh out of a two-year disappearance from the public eye. Years after their previous romantic relationship imploded, Michaela doubts she knows him at all, but he still knows her--and the book he's writing about her is clear proof of that. In that book, the princess saves herself. Over and over again. [[WATTPAD FEATURED STORY]] [[WATTPAD EDITOR'S CHOICE]] [[WATTYS 2018 LONGLIST]] © 2017 caterina george // all rights reserved

Rory Kavanagh. The best rugby player Tommen has ever seen-well, besides his da, obviously. Johnny Kavanagh. The Johnny Kavanagh. Our parents are basically joint at the hip, best mates since they were kids. And naturally, me and Rory just... became mates too. That's the deal. That's what we said we'd be. Friends. Right? Friends. But like-come on. Have you seen him? His abs? That man has a six-pack like he's sculpted from marble. His hair? Brown and silky, like-like a shampoo ad or somethin'. And those eyes? The kind of blue that makes you forget your own name. I swear to God, I'm not even being dramatic. So yeah... maybe I've a teeny, tiny, miniscule crush on him. Can you blame me? No. No, you can't. I won't hear it. But I'm not saying a thing. No way. What if he just laughs? That'd kill me. So for now, I'll just pretend I don't stare at him for longer than is normal when he talks. For now, it's just friendship. Grand. ...But what if he does feel the same? *** Bethany Gibson. Jaysus. She's been my best friend since we were in playschool, like actually since nappies. She's pure chaos-loud, mad, always in trouble for something-but I wouldn't change a thing about her. Not one thing. She's class. Gorgeous too. Not just like "oh she's grand," no-proper gorgeous. Her blonde curls bounce when she laughs, and I swear it's like the sun's just following her around. Her eyes? Silver. Like not even grey-silver, like a flipping fairy or something. Every time she looks at me, I forget what I was saying. Which is not ideal when you're trying to seem normal, right? I've fancied her since I was about seven. Maybe six. But what am I supposed to do? Tell her? What if she just laughs and goes, "Ah you're gas," and then pats me on the head like I'm some lost puppy? I'd actually evaporate from shame. But then again... what if she does like me back? What if all this time I was too scared to see it?