{𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 ღ 𝖋𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖈} ೃ⁀➷ {𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖚𝖘 𝖑𝖚𝖕𝖎𝖓 𝖉𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖈} ೃ⁀➷ {𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌} "𝐀 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭." "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐭?" This fic contains; Fluff Angst Eventual Smut Canon Divergence from GOF onwards. Published 16/01/2021 and is ongoing. cover made by @cottonsoxs now available on AO3 with the same title and username #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞𝖏𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 05/07/2021 + 25/05/23 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖈𝖝𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 10/10/2021 + 15/08/2022 +17/02/2023 + 15/03/23 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖑𝖚𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓 10/06/23 #1 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖆𝖏𝖔𝖗 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 15/03/23 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 18/03/2022 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖆 24/05/23 #18 𝖔𝖓 𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 26/11/2022

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫." "𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭." In which Harry Potter falls in love with Inez Dolohov. 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 --> 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 (𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞)

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 - 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞? 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭.

Widowed at thirty-four, Kabir Rathore is a successful businessman, but a lost man at heart - a single father drowning in guilt, duty, and a past he can't let go of. When his newborn twins daughter and son, need stability, his conservative family urges him into an unusual solution: a marriage of convenience. Enter Shruti Roy - twenty-seven, quiet but resilient, reeling from her own heartbreaks, and fiercely protective of her independence. She agrees to the arrangement, not for love, but for the children who steal her heart the moment she steps into Kabir's chaotic world. What begins as a practical decision slowly unfolds into something neither of them expects - laughter in shared silences, sparks under casual touches, and a home built from gentle moments. But ghosts of the past are not easy to bury. When jealousy strikes, old lovers reappear, and trust is tested by twisted intentions, Shruti and Kabir must ask the hardest question of all: Was this just an arrangement? Or the beginning of something real? ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀: 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 STANDALONE.

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha

If you all want to read a detailed mafia world blended with a royal bloodline that actually matters to the plot - and not just for aesthetic namesake - then this story is for you. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ For all the girls who fall for anti-heroes with dangerous minds, layered personalities, and hearts that love only once - this story is for you. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Randhir Birla × Tanishka Bhardwaj "If you truly accept me as your husband, Tanishka... then be a good wife and take my virginity, wife." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Rithvik Agnihotri × Shivanya Chauhan "Please honour me, and please put your beautiful legs on my shoulder and allow me to worship your existence, Shivanya."

REVERSE AGE GAP SPORTS ROMANCE 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐚𝐛 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚... She sat in the wedding mandap, feeling extremely nervous about her wedding. Le Her Groom's Inner Feelings- "Agar Shadi Ke Baad Teacher Ne Assignment Maange To Mai Pakka Is Rayyan Chut!ye Ko Pit Dunga". He was her student - Rayyan was her younger brother.

"Happy Married Life, Shivya Pathak" I weakly smiled seeing my condition, mangalsutra dangling in my neck, vermilion in hair and both hands filled with gold bangles. "Come out quickly or do you want me to break the gate," my husband knocked again. My breath was harsh, collecting some courage I spoke, "I will come out but you will not touch me again, otherwise I will kill myself" My throat clogged up, the last word refusing to come out. He didn't reply. I knew what it meant. He was going to push me further, to break me. "I will not be your puppet," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "I will not be your toy." ••••••••••••••••••• Two persons who belong to two different world Tied in unwanted marriage Will they continue this marriage for life or will they free each other from this name sake relationship?

BOOK 1 of the '𝓑𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝔂' Series. ⋆.˚𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚˚.⋆ I walked away from Anirudh Chauhan once-that day when everything unexpectedly changed-believing I was leaving our conclusion in the hands of fate. I swore an oath to myself: I want him. Always did, always will. But I refused to chase him. If he was truly written in my destiny, he would find his way back to me. It was nothing but a hollow, desperate condolence. The universe, it turns out, has a very dark sense of humor. Fate didn't just bring us together; it poured us into an hourglass. No matter how long we cling to separate sides, every falling grain of time ensures we are bound to tumble toward the same inevitable end. My turn is over. Now, it's his turn to fight with fate or open his heart and surrender to the destiny we both fought so hard to abandon. 𓏲𝄢 '𝙅𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖...𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖... 𝙏𝙪 𝙫𝙞 𝙨𝙞𝙠𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙪𝙠𝙝 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙝 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙣𝙖 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙣 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙙𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙣𝙖,'