╰┈➤"𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 - 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙. 𝙏𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨." ˗ˏˋ 🕊︎ ☁︎ ⸝⸝ ★ ⋆｡ﾟ☀︎ ☀︎ARNAV MORE X ☀︎IHA TIWARI BLURB He was left at the altar-not because he was cruel, not because he was wrong- but because he was mute. And the girl who ran away... was replaced by the only person who didn't get a choice. Her middle sister. They had spoken only once in childhood. Then life happened. Cities changed. Silences grew. Now, they're married. Not out of love. Not out of choice. But out of fate's twisted mercy. She speaks in storms. He listens in silence. And somewhere between broken families, buried trauma, and middle-class chaos- They must learn what it means to be heard without words... And loved without language. Because some love stories aren't loud. They're unspoken-yet still yours. ✿ TROPES ✿ ﹅romance rooted in silence, spice, and stolen glances 𖦹 Personal Assistant × Professor ☼ Maharashtra × Uttar Pradesh 𖤓 Non-brahmin × Brahmin ☀︎ Sunshine × Sunshine ❛ Elder son × Middle daughter ❜ 𓂃 Replaced bride ✧ Selectively mute male lead ⎯ Slow burn ❁ Desi household ⌕ Family drama (served daily) ☁︎ Soft romance ₊ Middle class love ⚘ Wounded past ✦ Indian romance - nostalgic & real

This is the story of a comman Housewife.who struggles in her in law's house whose torcher her like no end. But she never leave the hope of her life. Her journey from small girl to a married lady. this is my first story . Please support me.,❤️

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.

Aahana Agnihotri seems to have it all - wealth, beauty, and a place at the top of the social hierarchy. Yet, beneath her flawless facade lies a heart shattered by a dark secret she hides from the world. With a nonchalant attitude and sharp sarcasm as her shield, Aahana manages to keep everyone at an arms's length...until Adarsh Khanna enters her life. He is a rising star in her father's legal team. Armed with a charming smile and quick wit, Adarsh has quickly become indispensable to the Agnihotri empire. However, he also possesses a strong will and his own agenda, making him an unpredictable player on the chessboard of Aahana's life. As their paths cross and their lives intertwine, can Aahana's carefully constructed facade withstand the magnetic presence of Adarsh? Or will his unwavering determination break down her defenses and reveal the vulnerable and broken woman behind the mask? Trigger warning: Child Abuse, Dysfunctional Family Relationships , Trauma/PTSD, Phobias, Profanity and Explicit sexual content between two consenting adults

Book 1: Married at an young age , Meera's whole world was her family. But what is Meera to them? Do they love her or mere a duty. Peek into the book to read the journey of Meera. Ranked No. 1 in #happiness on 10.03.2023 Cover credit goes to @wordtwiner. Thanks to all the readers who have decided to give my book a chance. This is my baby. Kindly refrain from blind copying.

Aarav Ahuja a 2nd year college student, son of a rich business man. He is a very quiet and calm boy, he loves to keep his pain and thoughts to himself, he never share them even with his parents. He is not high tempered and doesn't like to talk much, he even doesn't have any girlfriend not even in the past. One important thing about him is that he didn't smile since the age of 7! what is the reason behind him being like this? why doesn't he smiles? Will someone enter into his life to bring him out of his grief and pain which he is carrying in his heart? Read the story to find it out!!! Note- This is my first story and English is not my first language, so please don't mind grammatical mistakes which i may make, that i will correct while editing but still if you find any mistake please let me know! Important- this is my original work so i don't give permission to anyone to copy and publish it on other platform ! Copyright reserves. (Haven't Edited the story that much, so please don't mind if you find some mistakes plus i have written the story in simple English which is understandable to everyone) # no.1 rank- Indian - as on 13 June 2021 #no.1 rank- Indianromance- as on 8 August 2021 #no.1 rank- Indianlove- as on 8 August 2021 #no.1 rank- Smile- as on 17 June 2021 #no.1 rank- Indianlove- on 2 july 2021 #no.1 rank- Hope- as on 17 July 2021 #no.1 rank- Past- as on 13 August 2021 #no.1 rank- Cutelove- as on 14 sept 2021 #no.1 rank- Cutelove- as on 29 sept 2021 #no.4 rank- India-as on 8 July 2021 #no.5 rank-Love-as on 14 sept 2021 #no.29 rank- Love-out of 2.22M stories. #no.50 rank- Romance- out of 1.89M Stories. #no.169 rank- Romance- as on 16 sept 2021 #no.6 rank- IndianRomance- as on 5 Nov 2021 #no.11 rank- Indiancollegelove- as on 23 August 2022 #no.8 rank- India as on 18 sept 2022 #no.17 rank in Romcom #no.7 Rank Romance