"So, you think you can keep up with me?" "No," he whispered, eyes locked on hers. "I don't want to keep up. I want to rise with you." She is his Moonlight. He is her Sunshine. Vardhan Malhotra, who has never met anyone capable of making him feel weak in the knees, confident yet cautious in his world of business and power, meets Anvika Shrivastava in a bustling university corridor, rushing with papers and determination, completely unaware of the world watching her every move. Anvika Shrivastava, an ambitious, intelligent, and radiant young woman-outgoing with people she knows, introverted with strangers, and entirely focused on achieving her dreams as a research scientist. Before they even realized it, they had become each other's world... yet a quiet storm waits on the horizon. Two souls, one love... can they survive the storms of fate?

In the 18th century, Princess Siya Kumari of Mewar Face a swayamvar arranged by her father, knowing her choice was already made. Her longing for freedom contrasts with her royal duty. Meanwhile, in modern Mumbai, ruthless billionaire Ekansh Rathore dismisses emotions as weaknesses. His world collides with Siya's when she inexplicably time-travels to his era and faints in front of his car. Ekansh, intrigued by Siya despite his skepticism, helps her and begins investigating her mysterious background. Siya, disoriented by the modern world, is drawn to Ekansh's complexity, while he is captivated by her grace. Their interactions reveal a deep, unexpected connection that challenges their beliefs and emotional barriers. As their bond grows, they confront their pasts and insecurities. Facing personal demons and adapting to new realities, they find that their meeting might be more than coincidence. Their journey becomes a transformative exploration of love, healing, and a chance to reshape their destinies together. ********* Ekansh: "You know, Siya, I never believed in fate or love... not until you appeared in my life. You walked out of a different time, but it feels like you were meant to be here, in my world, with me." ................................ Author Note: ...................................................... Please first read 5 Chapters to Decide if you like or not🥲 ..................................................... feel free to comment

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

What happens when a ruthless CEO falls for the one woman who disrupts his perfect world - with laughter, chaos, and a little too much cold coffee? Kabir Khan - the name alone sends shivers through boardrooms. A man of control, precision, and zero tolerance for distractions. Alia Siddiqui - a whirlwind of sarcasm, emotion, and heart. The only woman who dares to challenge him... and wear his hoodie while stealing his herbal tea. When fate brings them together on a business trip to Paris, neither expects late-night confessions, rooftop cuddles, and stalking-through-malls-in-Armani kind of feelings. But love? It's never just about fairytales. As meetings turn into memories and bangles become promises, Kabir and Alia find themselves tangled in something much deeper - a connection that threatens their perfectly guarded lives. Add in a gang of chaotic siblings, Nutella therapy, jealousy arcs, and stolen moments under the Paris stars... and you've got a love story that's sweet, savage, and unforgettable.

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed. Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

A sweet, simple arranged marriage tale set in the early 2000s. Anubhav:- The gentle, responsible elder son of the Singh family. He has always known that he would marry the woman his family chose for him. And so, he marries Haseena. Haseena:- The soft spoken, calm middle child of the Malik family. Like every young woman, she dreams of marrying the perfect person, chose by her family.So, she accepts her family's choice and marries Anubhav. Both are composed, patient, and undemanding. Starting a new life together isn't difficult but sharing their thoughts and feelings is. He is shy when it comes to expressing emotions. She hesitates before speaking her heart. Still, they know they are meant to stay together forever. So they try, slowly and sincerely to talk, to express, to understand, and eventually, to love. And they do. This is their story from strangers bound by marriage to soulmates bound for forever. Tropes: Arranged Marriage Teacher × Housewife Elder son x middle daughter Introvert x introvert Soft romance Slow burn She falls first, he falls harder Old school romance Note: Only the names Anubhav and Haseena are taken from the Maddam Sir show; the story has no connection to it and is entirely fictional. ~Atiwak ❤️

Vikram Thakur, the middle child of the Thakurs. His parents, Anirudh and Ashwini Thakur had bestowed all of the world's happiness onto him and his brothers. He was brought up surrounded by love and stability. The Thakurs were a respected family in their village, and their home was always filled with warmth, laughter, and togetherness. As he grew up, he became everything a girl could wish for. Tall, handsome and confident. The kind of man whose presence commanded attention without demanding it. A kind of charm that turned heads effortlessly. But people often thought twice before approaching him, as he was quite infamous for his bad temper. The stories of his temper were enough to make people think twice before crossing him. At 27, an age perfectly suitable to settle in life he is set to marry Naina Choudhary. An arrangement made years ago by his father and his friend when they were younger. Naina Choudhary the soft, gentle and shy girl. The most pampered daughter of the Choudhary's. Completely opposite to Vikram's temper she's soft spoken. One thing about her most people don't know is that she can be sassy and outspoken at times. A side reserved only for the people she considered her own. But, what will happen when these two completely different people come together and live together. Under one roof and in the same room. What will happen when they two live together as one. Will their differences drive them apart, or will they become the very reason they fall in love? To know more, come and read. Note*- this story is set in the 1980s to 1990s period.

Because sometimes, the wrong person leads you to the right kind of love. Tropes:- He fell first (this time) Lover her x wipped him Ex's cousin/Ex's brother Rom-com Old wounds + healing + rediscovering love Second chance romance

"I'm a psycho!" she screamed in frustration. "Yeah, I already know that," he replied with a smirk. And she glared at him, her eyes red with anger, and her fists tightly clenched. Taking a deep breath, he softened his expression and added, "But that's exactly parts of your what made me fall in love with you in the first place, love.. Every strange, crazy little part of you makes me love you even more." presenting enemies to lovers with 90s tadka

✧.𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖗𝖇✧. She stopped believing in love. He never believed he deserved it. But destiny had other plans-and they began with a wedding neither of them asked for. Mira Deshpande bakes poetry into pastries and hides quiet grief behind frosting and flour. After a love that shattered more than just trust, she's done waiting for a fairytale. So when her parents arrange her marriage, she doesn't fight it but she doesn't expect anything from it either. "𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴." Ashvik Suri is a man of paper cuts and practiced silences. On the surface, he's the reserved owner of a quiet bookstore. But behind the shadows and stacks of forgotten novels, he carries a secret-he's A. Reyaan Vale, the anonymous literary sensation who writes about the very love he refuses to claim for himself. "𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦-𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺." Two strangers, and a bond neither planned to cherish. But in the soft hush of shared spaces-between Mira's chalkboard quotes and Ashvik's midnight scribbles-a new story begins to write itself. Gentle, aching, real. Until a secret identity threaten to turn their fragile beginning into another ending. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫?