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

She's pretending to be a man. What could possibly go wrong?

Nidhi, an adopted child, lost her biological parents in a horrific accident at the tender age of four, resulting in the most traumatic experience of her life. While her father showers her with love, the same cannot be said about her mother. Nidhi plans a trip to Delhi to meet her boyfriend, Rohit, only to have her heart shattered. Returning to Lucknow with the pieces of her broken heart, she remains oblivious to the surprises that await her. Unbeknownst to her, Mrs. Rajawat proposes a marriage alliance to Nidhi's parents. Pressured by her mother due to her father's worsening health, Nidhi reluctantly agrees. Nidhi and Vaibhav have known each other since childhood but never had the chance to meet. Embark on a journey through the tender pages of Nidhi and Vaibhav's love story, where every glance, every touch, and every moment intricately weaves the tapestry of an enchanting tale filled with warmth, care, and the timeless essence of true love.

"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 💌

| 'Time' Series | | Time#1 : Book Two of The 'Secrets Duology' | *** Mahadevan and Hinduja now stand at the foothills of the very mountain they must climb to get hold of the coin before it goes for a final toss. Remnants of fog still cling stubbornly to the air. And rain has become an ever-present companion now. Washing out everything in its wake. The dark green woods seem more dense than before, and the masks? Darker than ever. Yet the illusions remain the same. And amidst all this, there lay a few paramount questions alone- Who's the illusion? Who's not? And, Who's the illusionist? Who's not? And to answer these questions, there's one supreme task above all-to unearth all sides of that decades-old coin before the final toss and before the exodus of the darkest dawn. *** Note: With all intents and purposes, Secrets Hidden In Time is a slow-burn e-novel in terms of romance, mystery, and the psychological thriller quotient of it. Kindly be patient. | COMPLETED ON MY WEBSITE ✔ |

"This marriage is nothing but a contract. Deal?" Her brown eyes bored into the canvas of his dark ones as she hovered over him with her hands clutching his shoulders tightly, putting all her weight on him, relying on him like an anchor she didn't want. "Deal!" He answered, harbouring her with his hands clasped around her waist. "You aren't allowed to touch me." "As if I'm dying." He loosened his grip around her and she fell right in his arms. --------------------------------------------------------- Highest ranking #4 in spirituality [13-10-2025] Highest ranking #1 in marriage-of-convenience [16-10-2025]

I cradled him tenderly against my chest, his tears falling into the gentle folds of my kurta's neckline. "Nayan," I whispered. He only tightened his grasp on my waist, his silence speaking volumes. The thought of revealing my knowledge of his love, the woman who had long held my husband's heart, felt suffocating. But I remained silent, savoring the warmth of our first tender touch, our first embrace, as I held him to his vulnerability.