Alyana Rajput - the royal princess of Jaipur. Trained in kathak, fluent in the language of grace, and raised amidst palace courtyards echoing with tradition. Behind her poised smile lies a heart that had always belonged to one man: Krishvardhan Singh Shekhawat (𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡). Heir to a powerful political legacy, Krish left behind his flourishing international business empire to shoulder the weight of his family's name in Rajasthan's turbulent political landscape. Sharp, disciplined, and bound by duty, Krishvardhan (krish) is a man haunted by a past love - one that refuses to fade. Their marriage was not just an alliance, but Alyana's long-awaited dream. But in the corridors of power, silence is deeper, and love takes time to speak. As tradition clashes with desire, and past shadows with present promises, Alyana and Krish must find their way to each other - through power, pain, and untold longing. A story of royalty, responsibility, and the slow-burning ache of unspoken love. ༺✿༻ Starting date: 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝𝐲. **** 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔, 𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔, 𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕, 𝑾𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. **** 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 had everything she could ever want in life. Except him. 𝐃𝐞𝐯 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 Her brother's best friend. The one man she loves with all her heart, and the one man she could never have. Because while she was devoted to him, he was devoted to his revenge. For two years they loved on secret, and for the next eight, mourned in silence. For unlike Cinderella, who's story started at midnight, hers ended. Only this time, it was the prince who ran away. But this is not a story of Meera's devotion. This is not a story of Dev's revenge. This is just a simple story of Love. Love, that went against the bounds of rationality, and how the world punished them for it. Because the question never was, if they loved enough. The question was always, if they were ready to lose everything they had in the process. And they did. Every last bit of it. **** ❝If I have him then I have everything. If I don't have him, I have nothing.❞ ❝Bhul jao mujhe. I can never be yours.❞

𝗔𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝘅 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗸𝗮 "kyun kar rahe hain aap aisa ? Mera haath chhod dijiye, please!" she cried, her voice trembling as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. "Just shut your mouth and marry me," he growled without even glancing at her, his voice cold and final. Her body shivered at his tone. "M..mujhe dard ho raha hai," she whispered through sobs, the pain in her voice halting him for a moment. He turned to look at her-just for a second. Then, without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tumhari behen ki galti ki saza tum bhugtogii." His voice was low, bitter. And then he carried her straight to the pavilion. --- He never wanted love. He just needed a wife to fulfill a compulsion-a condition he couldn't ignore. But when his would-be bride ran away, he dragged her elder sister, Devika, into his storm. Devika, an abandoned bride herself, already struggling with her failing health, had no strength left to resist. She had stopped dreaming long ago. But fate had other plans. Read the story of two broken hearts-Abhay, driven by rage and responsibility, and Devika, drowning in silence and sorrow. Will their unwilling bond destroy them further? Or will they become the light that chases away each other's darkness?

☆⁠▽⁠☆ "What are you doing here?" he asks me, his eyes raking over my drenched body and widening. Instantly, he opens the door further, allowing me to slip inside and grab a towel from somewhere, handing it to me. My sobs may have taken a backseat for now but the urge to break down in someone's arms who cares about me hasn't receded yet. I came here to find my best friend and instead, I look into the eyes of her much older, much handsome brother and a tear slips down my eyes and in a second, so does my bravado. My knees buckle and the ground beneath me slips as I fall with a raged cry. "I didn't know where else to go." ☆⁠▽⁠☆ Anaya Rai, the wife to one of the wealthiest conglomerates in India is happy. Or as happy as she can pretend to be until one day everything topples over and she shows up at her best friend's house, or rather, her best friend's brother's house. Ayaansh Singhania, the to-be CEO of the largest industrial estate is determined, driven and well, much to his parents' dismay, also single, which puts him at a risk of not inheriting the company he has dreamt for for years. So, when an opportunity strikes, should he listen to his brain and risk marrying his rival's ex-wife for his inheritance or listen to his heart and help out the woman he's obsessed with for years? But, what's stopping him from doing both? Mistakes, drunken promises, revenge, dirty secrets yet just one way to end: a happy epilogue. ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴏʀ ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪsᴇ ɪᴛ. any sort of media used in this book does not belong to me unless said so. credits to the rightful owners. ☆⁠▽⁠☆ 5k on 31st July 2024 (WHATTT OMGGGGG!!!!) 10k on 12th September 2024 25k on 29th September 2024 50k on 24th October 2024 100k on 17th November 2024 150k on 19th December 2024 200k on 2nd February 2025

𝙋𝙇𝙊𝙏 𝙋𝙐𝙍𝙀𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝘼𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝙊𝙉 𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍'𝙎 𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉. 𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈, soft like monsoon rain - gentle but impossible to ignore. Graceful in her silence, resilient in her softness. Her smile blooms like dawn, even with a heart stitched from storms. She speaks in warmth, forgives like fireflies forgive the night, and still dares to believe in love. Anvesha is poetry in motion - fragile only in appearance, fierce in the soul. She is the kind of calm that heals what noise cannot. 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 , a quiet storm - composed, unreadable, with eyes that echo unspoken wars. Strength cloaks him like shadows at dusk, calm but never cold. His love isn't loud, but once given, it consumes - fierce and unwavering. He walks like a man carved from silence, yet his presence roars. Beneath the sharp edges lies a soul that once burned for love, still smoldering, still waiting to be seen again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ They were never written in the same sentence, yet destiny kept placing commas where it could've ended. He was silence wrapped in steel; she was softness stitched with storms. And somewhere between broken hearts and borrowed time, they found a kind of love that didn't arrive loudly- it lingered like a secret prayer, echoed like a familiar song, and stayed like a home neither of them knew they were searching for. But not every love story is written in ink. Some are carved in scars. And theirs? The world will have to bleed a little to read it. Join the journey of Anvesha and Rudraansh in my book, 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄-𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝!

PLOT PURELY BASED ON THE AUTHOR'S IMAGINATION. Tara Mahajan is a vision of beauty wrapped in innocence. Her charm is not just skin deep but resonates from the genuine kindness that radiates from within. She is a delicate bloom in the garden of life, captivating all who have the privilege of knowing her. Karan Randhawa, the son of the owners of the biggest law firm in India, is a devil yet sunshine. One can get wrapped around his finger without even realizing it. His wit is a sparkling beacon, navigating conversations with clever charm and a quick, playful mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everything was going smoothly in their lives until a night decided to knock on their destinies, making them cross each other's paths in a very unexpected yet painful way. He becomes her saviour while she fills the void of his inner peace. Together, they develop an inseparable yet unknown peaceful connection. But the question is, what has life kept for them further? Will they just be a SAVIOUR and a REFUGEE or life has some other plans? Will fate show mercy on them or will they yearn for each other forever? Witness the journey of two entirely different souls, bound by the thread of fate. WHEN THE RADIANT TRICKSTER MEETS THE INTELLIGENT NAÏVE. All rights reserved©️

"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞" 𝐃𝐂𝐏 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞, cold, quiet and dangerously controlled Known as "the devil in uniform," he's a man who shows no emotions and believes love is nothing but a distraction. With a face that could belong to a model and eyes that hide more than they show. Dhruv has built walls no one dares to cross. But everything begins to change when she walks into his life his best friend's sister. Off-limits, innocent and the only one who makes his heart do the one thing he hates 'feel' He had spent years running from her memory, avoiding her, burying every trace of what she once made him feel But after five long years fate brought her back into his life... unexpectedly, painfully, completely And just when he thought he had mastered the art of controlling feelings one moment turned everything upside down. A moment that left no space for thinking, only reacting. And that's how he ended up marrying her not by choice, but by circumstance One he never planned One she never wanted ___________ "𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚", with her radiant smile, cascading black-brown hair and sparkling eyes was a vision of warmth and beauty. Yet, behind her cheerful demeanor hide a secret her unrequited love for her brother's best friend but he always pushed her away for reasons he never revealed. One fateful incident shattered her world forcing her to leave everything behind and start a new life in another country. Five years later, Manvi returned to India unaware that the past she thought she had left behind was waiting to collide with her once again

"Are you happy now?" "Without you? No." - Taehyung and Jungkook meet twelve years later, both grown up and settled into their new ranks. - THIRD FIC IN THE SERIES READ THE OTHER FICS FIRST. First submissive then dominant. - Updated on Thursdays.

Annie was ten years old when she first saw him. She did not understand, then, what she was looking at. Only that something in her recognised something in him - the way the ocean recognises the shore it has been carving for centuries without knowing why. He was a criminal. A mastermind. A man who wore two faces so seamlessly that even the world's most powerful institutions could not decide which one was real - or whether either of them was. Governments tried to hold him. They could not. Laws reached for him like hands through smoke. And yet - it was not law, nor power, nor the cold machinery of justice that came closest to him. It was a girl. Obsessed. Certain. Patient in the way that only those who have loved something unreachable can be patient. Nine years passed. The obsession did not diminish. It deepened - quietly, dangerously - the way roots grow in darkness, unseen, until one day the ground above them shifts. For Annie, the ocean was never merely water. It was a memory. It was him. She returned to it the way she returned to thoughts of him - compulsively, hungrily - because in its fathomless depths she recognised the same thing she saw in his eyes: so much still undiscovered. So much that might swallow her whole, and she would go willingly. He was a mystery she could never break. But God help her - she would spend a lifetime trying.

𝐍 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 𝐀 𝐱 𝐄 𝐊 𝐀 𝐍 𝐒 𝐇 Ekansh Pratap Singh was forged in shadow. Cold. Untouchable. A man who loved once and lost harder than the world will ever know. One night on a cliff road, he lost everything from him - his heart, his hope, and nearly his life. He would have died too...if not for a nameless girl who pulled him out of the wreckage and vanished before dawn. Years passed, but grief turned into obsession. He searched for the girl who saved him. He never forgot her. He never found her either. Until his mother, tired of watching him bleed quietly, bound him into a marriage of convenience with Naina. Naina Tiwari - a soft-spoken, sharp-minded woman who knows the ache of abandonment more intimately than her own reflection. Raised with a father who loves his business than his daughter, steps into a home built of silence and ghosts. What she doesn't expect is the man behind the cold exterior - controlled, wounded, terrifyingly loyal - or the way their marriage of duty slowly shifts into something gentler. Something that feels dangerously like love. But their story was written long before vows were exchanged. The truth that destroyed Ekansh once is waiting to rise again. The girl he never found is closer than he thinks. And every step forward pulls them deeper into a past stitched with secrets, betrayal, and a single night that changed them both. Two souls. One truth. A love born from rubble - destined to rise. Will love bloom between a man trapped in memory and a woman aching for belonging? Will the truth set them free - or shatter the fragile world they've begun to build? Join them on a journey where fate doesn't play fair, where love grows slow and steady, and where the past refuses to stay buried.