They are childhood friends and as grown up she fell in love with her. Only to get broken when she was about to confess her love for him and He said he fell in love with her cousin sister. Trope Forbidden love Replaced Bride Slow Burn Grumpy X Introvert She fell first and harder Childhood love Romance Touch her and Die

[#2 ~ The Rajvansh Family] Jiya Rajvansh doesn't believe in feelings. Cold, composed, and ruthlessly self-contained, she's built her life on silence and self-preservation. Feelings are for people who can afford them, and she learned long ago she can't. Agastya Singhania believes in order, fairness, and doing what's right. The world, to him, exists in clear lines--black and white, truth and deceit. Until she walks in, all edges and contradictions, and turns his absolutes into questions. Their paths collide in blood and consequence, and nothing about it is neat. He wants answers; she wants distance. But there's something about her darkness that calls to him, and something about his goodness that terrifies her. He sees right and wrong. She lives in everything in between. And somewhere between her ruin and his righteousness, a slow, burning unraveling of two people who were never meant to meet, yet can't seem to let go.

The house was quieter than it had ever been. Not the peaceful kind of quiet that followed laughter or bedtime stories- but the kind that came after something broke. Something that couldn't be fixed with just words. From the balcony upstairs, Anagha could still see the faint light from Abhiram's room-always the last to go off, always glowing long after everyone else had fallen asleep. She stared at it the way one stares at an old photograph, knowing it belonged to a time that wouldn't return. Three years since that afternoon when everything changed. Three years, he stayed away from the family, from his only sister. And finally, he returned home when their mom emotionally blackmailed him to come back home or that she was going to leave the home too along with their dad and move to his house leaving Anagha alone so that she gets the punishment for what she did and deserved. Three years of not living under the same roof or not sharing the same meals, didn't reduce his love for her even a tiny bit. His mom's blackmail worked, because he is too protective of his sister and couldn't let his parents leave her alone. No one remembered how the fight started anymore- only the silence that followed it. Dev and Krithya tried everything. Family dinners, quiet talks, weekend getaways, subtle interventions that almost always ended in slammed doors and tighter jaws. Abhiram's words still echoed in their minds: "Don't try to fix this, Ma. Not until she realizes what she's done." And Anagha-stubborn, wounded, proud-had said just as firmly, "I didn't do anything wrong." In between them, love turned into something fragile and sharp- a thread stretched too thin between two hearts that still beat for each other but refused to bend. And somewhere, under all that pride, both Anagha and Abhiram still waited- for the other to take the first step. Because sometimes, love doesn't fade. It just hides behind the hurt, waiting for one word brave enough to bring it home.

BOOK 3 in the Fidaa ~ His Love Series Vishal X Shreya Mehrotra I loved him with all my heart, even though I knew it was forbidden. He was my brother's best friend. But did I care? Nope. He has become ruthless, and more powerful after his heartbreak. But did it make me forget him? Not. I tried everything and I finally got him. but then a single event changed everything. I was no longer with him again. I don't want him more. his chaos destroyed our solace. this is my story the princess of Jaipur !

"The things that set us apart from others are what make us who we are. Good and bad." "If you feel like your thoughts make you crazy, then I'm ten times crazier." He said leaning even closer. "So if you insist on being a 'misfit' then we can be misfits together." He said with a slight peck on my lips. ~~~~~~~~ It's the summer before Franny's senior year of high school. She is having a hard time coming to terms with what has happened in her past. She is also struggling with her family, she has always felt like an outsider. What will happen when her older brother's best friends come home for the summer. Will one of them fall hard for her. Or will it be a beginning to an end. ~~~ Trigger warning- Mentions of rape and bullying I do not own any of the pictures that are in this book and I do not own the cover.

"𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙." Navika Rajput never believed destiny would circle back this way. Shaurya Dev Vardhan never expected the past to return carrying unfinished emotions and unspoken responsibilities. Brought together through family ties, what begins as irritation slowly turns into understanding, and understanding into something deeper-until life, timing, and circumstances pull them apart before they can choose each other. Years later, fate binds them again, not through love but through obligation. The silences between them are heavier, the emotions more restrained, and the past lingers in everything left unsaid. Navika has learned to carry herself quietly, while Shaurya, despite everything he has endured, remains steady-protective, patient, and unwavering in ways words never explain. Even when the world grows complicated, Shaurya becomes the calm Navika didn't know she needed-the kind of presence that heals without asking, stays without demanding, and protects without claiming. This is a story of love that doesn't rush, healing that takes time, and two people discovering that sometimes, the safest place is not escape-but each other.

- Fake It Series Book 3 - Reed Taylor has a plan: hire a fake girlfriend to prove to his ex and the world that he's over her. Enter Zoey Parker, the quirky, unapologetically bold woman who's nothing like his type but perfect for the job. She needs the money, he needs the arm candy. Simple deal, right? Wrong. From forced smiles at swanky parties to late-night heart-to-hearts, their "fake" relationship starts to feel dangerously real. Zoey's charm is throwing Reed off his game, and his smoldering glances are doing things to her heart she swore she'd never let happen again. But when feelings blur and secrets come to light, they'll have to decide: is this just a game of pretend, or could it be the real deal?

Amidst the chilly wind and gloomy cloud, the walls of the Rathore Palace stood straight bearing the truth inside it from ages. The Rathores, who have abandoned this Palace and moved into a villa can't abandon their past just like they did to the palace. The palace itself is proof of the things that happened inside those four walls. The secrets and truth may lie beneath those ground but it is still there, intact. Waiting for the day someone will take it out... The legacy of this Rathore Palace is transferred with time and right now it is owned by the four heirs of the Rathore Family. The heirs of the Rathore Palace... a puzzle in themselves just like the palace. And their marriages? It's a conspiracy on its own. Each marriage is twisted with dozens of dark secrets tied to it. ||The four twisted marriages in the Rathore Palace.|| ~Join the tale of four twisted marriages of The Rathore Heirs~

Shrey Tiyagi, a very chill boy, hyper active and love his family like anything. He has enjoyed his school times so well and even had many crushes and Vedita had been the one he likes the most and does everything to impress her. But Until Manvi starts impressing him. Manvi Sharma, A sweet and introvert girl, Shy to the outside world but not in front of her people. She falls For Shrey, She feels everything, the butterflies, the urge to see him, she does all the stupid stuff but all this stops...she stops it and decides to forget him. But God has his own plan's! Will they fall in love? Will Shrey get to know that Manvi had a crush on him? It's bot the usual wattpad story where a girl have a crush on someone and family fix her marriage with him only. It's different! School and Office Love ❤️ I hope u will join me in there journey of Love ❤️ This is my Own Imagination and not related to anyone in real life !! Copyright action's - If My work will be copied by any means or way, there will be strict actions against the person ! So beware and produce story with your own mind, no need to be a cheater ! No.2 in Flirting No. 3 in Indianromance No.1 in Unrequited No.2 in romcom

'I hope for us.' 'This hope gives me strength to breath.' 'Strength to fight with our odds.' 'One day to win over our demons.' 'Hope for that one day is like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.' I raised my hand to catch rain drops falling on the glass window. Two arms encircled around my waist from back flinching me at my spot. His touch. He nuzzled his face in my hairs. "Ohh thank god. You came back." His hot breath on my shoulder blade. "Do you know how much I missed you?" "You know I cannot live with out you. I need you. I need you." His lips on my neck, shudders passed down my spine. "I knew you will be back to me." "I love you." He made me turn and kissed my forehead closing his eyes. Tears were flowing from his eye but his lips were enriched with small smile. "I love you so much Meera" he mumbled against my skin. "Myra" I had to break his reverie. "Meera" He was still lost. "Neil, I am Myra." He studied my face. He took step back keeping his eyes on my face, trying to find someone. To be precise.... My sister.... My twin sister. His teary eyes turned in to charcoal red in a moment when reality hit him hard. "Get out" he looked everywhere but not at me. "Neil" "You don't have any right to enter in this room. GET OUT" He shouted on top of his voice. Warm tears started streaming on my cheeks. "Dare you step in this room again." I bowed my head and was stepping out. I was at door step when I heard his ear piercing scream. It pinched my heart. Neil ran towards crib to pick his son in his arms. 'I knew he needed me.' Neil cooed Neev, but he was also stubborn like his father. He was crying, he was asking me to take him in my embrace by raising his hands looking at me. 'My baby was telling me to stop. To hold him. To love him'