[ This Book is under editing] Niharika Verma is a stunning semi-classical dancer who wants nothing more than to travel the world, but the shackles of her dreadful past keep her grounded. On the other end, Asia's well-known businessman and CEO of Rajvanshi Industries, "The Maanveer Rajvanshi," is the most rude and arrogant person to outsiders while being the most loving and dear to his family and friends. He is somehow connected to her traumatic past, but they are both trapped in a forced marriage in which, due to a misunderstanding, he shatters her to the point where she is unable to return to him, but will this marriage work or will fate separate them for eternity? However, Shaurya and Disha, who were meant to be together forever, their relationship shattered to the point where she begs for his pardon and he don't even look her in the eyes. What had she done that made him not want to see her face? Wanna know more? Let us delve into their love, and betrayal journey. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 : 𝐈𝐬𝐭 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.

AKSHAT SINGHANIA - A literature professor in Singania Institute of Arts and Commerce. He is soft and caring person with a tough exterior, who doesn't believe in love or marriage because of his parent's broken relationship and his ex wife's betrayal. As a professor, he's dedicated to his work, and his no-nonsense attitude masks a softer side. AMRIT TRIPATHI - She is a straightforward but introvert student, embodying simplicity and honesty. While others vie for the attention of their stern professor, Akshat, Amrit remains unnoticed until life takes an unexpected turn. Her future dream is to become an writer and she is starting her PHD. However their fates intervened when Akshat had to marry Amrit for saving her from humiliation. Jump inside to join their journey ✨

🌌 Whisper's of Destiny 🌌 By @ashii_verse 🖤 "Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to bleed through silence... and leave scars where no one sees." --- Avni. Soft. Subtle. Almost invisible to the world. But beneath her quiet grace lies a storm she's too afraid to name. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't ask for more. She simply exists - until he sees her. The man no one dares to look in the eye... yet she meets his gaze with trembling honesty. Rajveer. Sharp mind. Cold presence. A man who speaks less and controls more. He doesn't crave love. He craves silence, control, and order. But there's something about her - the way she lowers her eyes when he speaks, the way her fear doesn't hide her truth - that draws him in like a storm waiting to be unleashed. --- ❝ You look at me like I'm human, Avni... ❞ ❝ But I've spent my whole life making sure I'm not. ❞ ❝ And still... ❞ ❝ You make me want to be yours. ❞ --- This is not a love story. This is restraint and desire at war. A girl too soft for his world. A man too dangerous for hers. And a fate that ties them together - not gently, but violently. He doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to leave. And somewhere in the silence between them, something begins to burn... slowly, darkly, beautifully. ✨ Whisper's of Destiny - a haunting slow-burn of longing, power, and a love so quiet... it leaves nothing untouched. ---

Book 1 of Series Phool, a 17 year old girl whose brown eyes were filled with fear. On whose 5 feet tall, flawless milky body, she was wearing an orange colored Rajasthani Ghaghra Choli. It looked even more beautiful on her well-shaped and beautiful body. Her lips were light pink in color. Her light brown hair was long and thick. Which was braided in a long braid. She had small silver earrings in her ears and wore a nose pin. Her figure was well-shaped and had a milky complexion. Looking at her, it seemed as if she was a princess or an Apsara. And God had carved her with his own hands and sent her to earth. But perhaps God had forgotten to write her fate. She was a maid. _________________ She burnt Phool's hand and threw the iron away and holding Phool's jaw said angrily, "You will play tricks with me. Did you think that I will leave you just like that after burning my saree? I am only giving you a small reward for this mistake of mine. If you go to my in-laws house and make any mistake or even raise your eyes towards my Krit ji, I will burn this beautiful face of yours with acid. Kriti Thakur sa is only mine. He is only mine." _____________________ Kritvirya, The prince of Jodhpur and the future Hukum Sa is 32 years old. He is 6' 6" tall and has black eyes.He Is Handsome and most eligible bachelor of Rajasthan. He loves his only son the most in his life. _______________ His father said to him angrily, "The one you want to make your queen is a maid in this palace. "I can burn thousands of such palaces to make Phool my queen." Krit said without any fear.

*𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩!* What happens when Naina, a lively wedding planner, collides with Aarav, the grumpy heir of the Raichand family? "Is this your idea of a warm welcome?" Aarav huffs, dripping wet after an unexpected water splash. "Well, if you didn't show up unannounced, you wouldn't be soaking wet," Naina replies. As they navigate wedding plans filled with chaos, laughter, and unexpected sparks, will Naina break through Aarav's icy exterior? Or will their banter lead to something deeper amid the wedding chaos? "Just remember," Aarav warns, "this wedding won't plan itself, and I'm not interested in drama." "Drama? Please," Naina laughs. "I'm here to make this wedding unforgettable, and that might just involve a little chaos."

" Anshi...... " Rudra stepped close, as I took a step back. "I think..." I took a shaky breath, "I think it's time to make everything right... by ending it all." I stepped back, tightening my grip on the revolver. Rudra's eyes widened. "What are you doing, love? Put the gun down. Just let me talk-" "No!" I whispered. My lips trembled. "I hate you," I said, looking straight into Rudra's eyes. " You're also like others." "No... don't say that. Please... don't." He dropped to his knees in front of me. " I'm sorry for everything, please put the gun down." He begged. My finger tightened on the trigger. My lips curved into something between a smirk and a sob. It's too late rudra. " But this is what you want? Don't you? Yeh hi to chahta tha na tum, Rudraksh Agnihotri?" My voice cracked. "Main mar gye... toh tumhara badla pura ho jaayega?" ( this is what you wanted, right? That I die. And your revenge is fulfilled?) "No... No! I never wanted this!" his voice cracked. "I love you. I love you so much. I've never begged anyone in my life, but I'm begging you now... please, don't do this. Please." Seeing him, I remembered the time when I begged in front of him, to not push me away. And now he is standing at my place. "I'm ready to fall at your feet, rub my nose there if that's what it takes - but don't, don't pull the trigger." I stood frozen. "You know I love you. I love you so damn much that if you pull that trigger... I swear, I'll shoot myself the next second."

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ' 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 & 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.

This is a story of four brothers. The brothers who are ready to sacrifice their lives for each other in childhood but what will happen when they grow up and find their partners. Will their partners also understand their love for each other or Will they try to create conflict between them? It is a multicouple story. The story will involve brotherhood, bromance and romance at the same time.

Page 1- How do most of the romance movies start? Probably with the 'SWEET' girl giggling and smiling showing off her soft personality. That doesn't mean I'm sour or some hard girl just because my story literally starts with the bride jumping off the window. Or worse? That too with the groom! Oh well, Why the hell am I even comparing my trailer sized life with a movie? Moreover, Romance in my life? NAHHH! ~ "You want me to kiss you here, infront of everyone, sweetheart? Is that how much I've spoiled you?"

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞. __________________________________ "Aaliya" I whispered. She smiled at me and asked, "What?" "I'm sorry" I said before pulling out the handkerchief from my pocket and forcefully pressing it on Aaliya's face. She tried to fight for some seconds but then, she fainted. __________________________________ Akshara Mehrotra, A kind,savage and sunshine girl who can't keep silent for more than 10 seconds. She completed her MBBS and was going to NYC for her MS ( master of surgery) course. In easy words, her life was a happy and simple rich life, until he entered. Arhaan Singhaniya, A grumpy,cold man with a dark past. He is a businessman who's company comes is in the top lists of the world and indeed a billionaire. His life was colourless,dark and plain, until she entered. On the wedding day of Arhaan and Akshara's bestfriend, Aaliya, something happened that the person who ended up marrying Arhaan was Akshara, not Aaliya. What happened? Why she did it? Will Arhaan accept her? What made Arhaan like this? And the most important, will they be able to solve the tangled threads of Hearts and Truths ? ✨READ THE BOOK TO FIND ANSWERS✨ __________________________________ "I-i re-reall-yy like y-you" I lied looking down at my hands, not daring to look in his burning eyes. My breath hitched when he held me by my hair and forced me to look up at him. "Say that again?" I opened my mouth to say but nothing came out, except the burning tears from my eyes. "Fine,Then Show me" he hissed before pinning me to the wall.