𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 - his massive admiration ╰┈➤ EKANSH SINGH RANAWAT [27] king of udaipur and ruthless underworld mafia boss. I have seen admiration all my life. Women don't look at me - they look at the crown. At the Ranawat name. At the legacy I carry on my shoulders. They fall for the title. For the power. For the Raj gaddi. But the day I saw her... everything changed. Ananya Aradhya Singhania. She didn't look at me like I was a throne to sit on. She looked at me like I was just a man. No greed in her eyes. No calculation. No hunger for status. Just calm. Just grace. Just something untouched by this fake world. She doesn't try to impress me. Maybe that's why I lost. This isn't attraction. This isn't ego. This is love. For the first time in my life, I don't want to conquer. I want to protect. And I swear on my life - my only aim now is to stand between her and every storm. If loving her means becoming softer, then I'll become softer. ╰┈➤ ANANYA ARADHYA SINGHANIA [22] University student ,princess of jaipur I hate royal blood. People think royalty means grace and power. I think-it means [secrets and betrayal]. I was just 10 when my mother died. after 1 year , my father married to my mother 's assistant. Everyone called it fate. I call it murder. At twelve, I left for boarding school - away from Jaipur, away from marble walls that felt like cages. In this world, I only care about two people: my brother, the present King of Jaipur - the only exception - and my best friend, Meera Mehra The rest of the royal world? Keep it away from me. Especially him. Ekansh Singh Ranawat. He roams around me like some bhatakti aatma. What does he think - that he's some king or something? Well... technically he is. But that doesn't impress me. Royal blood is dangerous. And I promised myself I'd never let it rule my heart. No crown is worth my peace. No king is worth my trust.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎. ─────.✦ 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. .✦ ───── 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, a 29 year old, successful man, who belongs to the royal family. A Royal heir. A man of few words, who carries authority and power. Stoic, aloof, cold and always calm. A man known for his calculative steps and focused mind. Living to fulfill his duties, responsibilities and obligations. 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖 𝙍𝙖𝙟𝙥𝙪𝙩, a 25 year old, dedicated doctor, specialising in gynecology. A beautiful, fierce and hardworking woman, driven by the desire to prove her worth in every step of life. Behind the polite smile, she is just an anxious soul, haunted by the past and guilt. Covered by her confidence, no one could see the sadness and anger beneath. A loss, that the world never let her recover. --- For Aarna, marriage and love was a distant thought, she never imagined herself in getting one. However fate plays a twisted game, where little did she knew, that her life would turn upside down, becoming an backup plan in someone's life. Getting into a marriage just on paper, a planned arrangement without any emotional meaning with a man she barely knew, Abhimay Raichand. ── .✦ "You think I asked for this marriage?" she snapped, her voice trembling, "I didn't ask for any of this, Abhimay!" "Neither did I." 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬- 𝐨𝐫..... 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔?

🌸 Scars & Salvation 🌸 Rudraksh Khurrana was born a prince, but not the kind the world expected. Autistic, childlike, and hidden away in the grand Khurrana palace, he lives in a world of innocence, scars, and silence-protected fiercely by his elder brother, Shivangshu, the heir of the royal legacy. Raisha Jaiswal, India's most renowned neurologist, never imagined her career would bring her into the life of the forgotten prince. Known for her brilliance and compassion, she believes she can heal the mind-but Rudraksh will test her heart in ways no patient ever has. Between the crown's crushing expectations, a family torn between duty and love, and a childlike man whose soul aches to be understood, Raisha finds herself tangled in emotions she can't deny. He is the scarred prince. She is his salvation. But in a world of power, secrets, and fragile bonds-can love really heal what destiny has already broken? ✨ Tangled Hearts: Book One - Scars & Salvation ✨ A story of innocence, healing, and a love that dares to rewrite fate.

When the threads of their fates have been entangled since the beginning of time, what could one possibly do to free themselves? Two rival kingdoms, a decades long rivalry between the both, a prince, a princess, sworn enemies. When they cannot bear a second of looking at each other, their lives intertwine in such a way that the rivalry gets left behind. But before that happens, secrets lurking in the chambers of palaces, tucked away like a forgotten nightmare are once again revisited. The truths of families, rivalries, and enmity are rediscovered. Trusts are broken and rebuilt. Families are destroyed and recreated. Royal titles are stripped off and reassigned. And amid that battle, two people who swore to destroy each other may perhaps find a fate of their own- because not all battles are fought on the battlefield. A story of power, rivalry, hatred, revenge, and love-Feeke Rang: Vengeance of

✦ The Legend Eight ✦ At Aurora Heights High School, there are many students. Some are smart. Some are popular. Some are talented. But there are eight names the entire school knows. Not because they try to be famous... but because their presence alone changes the atmosphere. ✦ The Dramatic Four ✦ Everyone knows them. Four girls who grew up together because their parents have been best friends for years. Sleepovers. Vacations. Birthday parties. They have shared their entire childhood. The school calls them: The Dramatic Four. Aarya Mehra. Kiara Sethi. Kavya Sharma. Myra Singhania. Different personalities. Different energies. But together? They are unstoppable. ✦ The Madness Four ✦ Then there are the boys. Their parents have also been best friends for years. Which means they grew up together too - not just friends anymore, but brothers. The school calls them: The Madness Four. Vihaan Kapoor. Reyansh Malhotra. Arjun Rathore. Kabir Ahuja. They are loud. They are fearless. And sometimes... they are pure chaos. ✦ And when they come together... ✦ The Dramatic Four. The Madness Four. Eight teenagers. One legendary group. The entire school has only one name for them: The Legend Eight. Some admire them. Some are curious about them. Some wish they could be like them. But one thing is certain. Life at Aurora Heights High School is never boring... when the Legend Eight are around. And this year? Their story is about to begin.

✦ 𝐀𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐗 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 She's nineteen - fierce, unapologetic, and far too familiar with the ache of being misunderstood. He's twenty-two - quiet, focused, and burdened by the weight of expectations no one ever asked if he could carry. Their worlds are different. Their paths aren't supposed to cross. But sometimes, silence recognizes silence - even in strangers. She isn't looking for love. He isn't offering any. But something lingers in the way they look at each other - like a story neither of them wants to speak out loud. Maybe it's curiosity. Maybe it's recognition. Or maybe... it's something that never really had a beginning, but still aches like it already ended. This is not a love story. It's a quiet collision of two souls still healing from things they never said. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 Aspirant X Student Egoistic X Rebellious Hindu FL X Muslim ML Lovers To Strangers Teenage love X Adult reconnection Second chance romance Long distance relationship

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. He was a 21-year-old army officer, bound to get married because of a promise he made to his grandfather. He had rejected every girl without a second thought. Not because he was cold-never that. He valued life. He valued happiness. He was the sun; he was the warmth. Until the day his eyes met hers- a nineteen-year old pregnant girl. He didn't know how or why, but suddenly, no wasn't easy anymore. What began as an unforeseen moment grew into something neither of them knew how to name. This isn't history. It's a tale- a soft, healing, unforgettable story of two wounded hearts learning to trust again.

She's a doctor who heals. He's a soldier who breaks boundaries and rules. Together, they learn that love is the bravest battle of all. When Dr. Anika Agnihotri volunteers at an army hospital, the last thing she expects is to fall for Major Vikrant Singh Rathore-a man carved from discipline, danger, and impossible loyalty. From stubborn arguments in the ER to stolen moments between long-distance postings, their love story is built on courage, sacrifice, and the promise to always come home. But the world doesn't make it easy. War zones, family fears, misunderstandings, and near-death missions threaten to tear them apart. And yet... love keeps finding its way back. A story of passion, distance, resilience, and the kind of love that survives uniforms, borders, and time.

Two college students discover an abandoned infant girl wrapped in a thin blanket on street. Unsure what to do but unable to walk away, they decide to take her with them-just for one night. What begins as a moment of compassion quickly changes their lives in ways they never imagined. Between lectures, part-time jobs, and sleepless nights, they learn the weight of responsibility. The tiny stranger brings laughter, chaos, and a sense of purpose they didn't know they were missing. But questions about her past start to surface, along with the fear of losing her. As they search for answers, their bond with the little girl grows deeper.

"मैं परिंदा हूँ तू है सितारा मैं अपना आसमान चुनु तू अपना आसमानमैं" ｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆ ───────── ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡ 𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐚 ~ 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 He is from Kashmir. Chaos is his mother tongue. He feels like warm Kashmiri chai on a freezing morning. Slow. Comforting. Deceptively strong. She is from Kanyakumari. Loud, expressive, dramatic in the best way possible. She smells like fresh mallipoo and chaos. Fire wrapped in bangles and sarcasm. When they meet, sparks do not fly. Storms do. ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ───────────── ꒰ა ☆ ໒ They argue about everything. Language. Food. Weather. Music. Who makes better chai. Who has better beaches. He calls her "too much." She calls him "too boring." He rolls his eyes. She rolls up her sleeves. Hair pulling. Endless roasting. Cold wars in the corridor. Unspoken concern hidden behind sarcastic comments. But somewhere between college corridors and cultural festivals, between snowfall stories and sunset confessions, something shifts. Because sometimes chaos needs calm. And sometimes calm needs a little chaos to feel alive. But destiny is stubborn. And love, even more so.