She argued like it was a sport. He flirted like losing was part of the game. The worst part? Everytime she got mad, he fell a little harder.

Slums. Not a great way to start a story of success right? Especially when you have a grudge from the higher society but still want to be a part of them. No education, barely knowing how to read or write was the identity of the kids living there. Forced to grow up in an enviornment they didn't choose for themselves. One thing became clear in their mind from the day they were born... Money is everything. Money is power, money is life. If you have no money you will be crushed under the feet of those who do have it. Because in our country, the richer gets richer and the poorer, well.... they either stay where they are or they get buried with no trace in history. A Wattpad Original.

Kaushiki finds herself in a deeply unusual situation when Mrs. Mukherjee, makes an unexpected request. Kaushiki, the daughter of a driver who once worked for the wealthy Mukherjee family in Kolkata, the owners of a prestigious bank, had grown up around their kindness. The family had always been generous to their staff, especially when Kaushiki's father fell ill. They provided financial support until she could secure a job of her own. Now a preschool teacher, Kaushiki still received occasional funds from Mrs. Mukherjee as extra support. Deeply grateful, her reverence for the Mukherjee family knew no bounds. One day, Mrs. Mukherjee called Kaushiki to share a delicate matter: her elder son, now the chairman of the bank and married to the daughter of a renowned jewellery brand owner, was unable to have children. He needed a surrogate mother. Wishing for someone known and trusted, Mrs. Mukherjee turned to Kaushiki. Indebted and unable to refuse, Kaushiki agreed but the challenge weighed heavily on her. The man she was meant to bear a child for was none other than Nirvaan Mukherjee, her long-time and unrequited crush. Or perhaps it wasn't truly one-sided because there was one girl who had never left the heart of the great chairman Nirvaan Mukherjee: the young daughter of the driver he used to play with as a child. Follow the extraordinary journey of Kaushiki and Nirvaan as they navigate family, duty and the complexities of love.

Kanchi Rajmanar-a name that commands fear and respect in every corner of the business world. At 26, she is a self-made billionaire, ruling over casinos, bars, restaurants, and dominating the construction and fashion industries. Yet, despite her empire and power, Kanchi's true strength lies in her unwavering love for her family. The daughter of the most powerful politician, she would beg, fight, or destroy anyone to protect her father, elder brother, and bhabhi-her pillars of support. Once, Kanchi dreamed of a fairy-tale love, believing in the magic of forever. But after a devastating breakup, she locked her heart away, refusing to trust anyone again. However, the true turning point came when she was just 18-when her beloved mother was brutally murdered. That loss turned her heart to stone, leaving behind a woman who fears nothing and no one... except the memory of her mother. Now, she is cold, ruthless, and untouchable-yet beneath her hardened exterior lies a heart that once longed for love. But in a world where power dictates survival, will she ever let herself feel again? Devarath Suryawanshi- The name that commands both fear and respect. At 28, he is the ruthless Chief Minister of Jaipur, ruling Indian politics with an iron fist. Expressionless and untouchable, he despises physical contact and keeps his distance from his family, especially his mother. Though the world sees a dignified politician, beneath the surface lies a darker truth. In the underworld, he is Lucifer, the unseen ruler of Spain's mafia. No one has ever seen his face, yet his name alone sends shivers down spines. Haunted by a past he never speaks of, Devarath suppresses every emotion, believing love to be the greatest weakness. Trust is a luxury he refuses to afford-because in his world, betrayal is always inevitable.

She waited her entire life to find somebody she could sit with in silence, feeling wanted, appreciated, adored and when it finally happened, she knew damm well, why it was worth the wait.💕 Story of Aradhya Choudhary (26 yr old doctor)- A chaotic blend of sarcasm, coffee, late-night rants, and hidden softness. She pretends to be tough but is actually a mess of emotions who just wants someone to see through her drama and love her extra. __________ She would rant for hours about her day, not even pausing for breath. He would sit there, watching her with a small smile, occasionally nodding. And when she finally noticed and snapped-, 'Are you even listening?' He'd repeat her last sentence word by word- proving she is his favourite thing to hear. ___________ Aradhya- You never argue back. Dhruv- Why would I fight the person I'm busy loving. She's chaos in coffee cups.He's patience in a heartbeat. Together- they're everything.🧿 _______________ Some people you plan to meet, others you just keep bumping into until it feels like destiny. Not fate, not chance- just two souls bumping into forever. ________________ Tropes: -Doctor x Doctor -Chaos x Calm -Rant x Listener -Drama x Patience -He fell first x She fell harder. -Love at first sight -Slow burn romance -Each other's loudest cheerleaders -Fights that look like flirting.

In the lush heartland of 1900s Thanjavur, tradition ruled, and class dictated destiny. But fate had other plans. Geethanjali, the daughter of the loyal headmaid in the Sarpanch's mansion, lived in the shadows of silk sarees and whispered secrets. Dusky-skinned, soft, plump, and as gentle as the breeze that swept through the jasmine-scented corridors, she had only ever known fear and obedience. Until he returned. Srinivas Raghunathan-London-polished, sinfully handsome, rich, wild, and utterly untamed. The only heir to the Sarpanch's estate. The boy who left with books and dreams came back a man with vices and sins. Women were his pastimes. Wine was his truth. But when his eyes met Geethanjali's as she bent to collect a fallen brass pot near the temple steps-his world shifted. And his obsession began. What begins as fascination soon turns into something darker. He wants her. In his arms, in his bed, in his life. But can a master fall for a servant girl? Can the Sarpanch's blood mix with that of a maid's daughter? And when the house begins to whisper, when Geethanjali's innocence is seen as rebellion, when Srinivas's madness threatens to shake the very walls of the mansion-love may demand more than surrender. It might necessitate conflict.

Arranged marriages can be as sweet as sugar or it can be as zesty as salt. One is Rom-Com but another is a heartbreaking love story. Both pairs are entangled together in a bond, the bond of a forbidden marriage, you either hate it or love it. MOHINI X SHREEDHAR He fastened his seat belt, I tried to copy him by pulling the seat belt from it's side, but it got stuck, I nervously chuckled at him who had a serious face, I again tried, my hair fell on my face and a blush crept my cheeks. I know I kinda look really weird right now but the belt- my movement stopped. He kept his left hand over me on the seat and the other behind me and moved his face closer to me, and kept moving closer with his annoyingly handsome face. Is he trying to kiss me? Obviously he's! It's our first date after all and he is going to kiss me like they do in Hollywood films. I closed my eyes, and pouted my lips, waiting for his lips. I felt the seat belt get fastened, but his lips never touched mine. I waited a bit more, but still nothing happened, did he faint or something? I furrowed my eyebrows and opened my eyes to find his left hand resting on the gear, other on the steering wheel. He is back at his driving position but his face looking at me, he is looking amused but he is trying so much to hide it, he also tried to stop his smile. I blinked my eyes, and looked down to find that my seat belt was fastened. Wait... He wasn't going to kiss me, he was... He... Came closer to help me with the seat belt... And here I... I have never been this embarrassed in my whole life! Kanhaaa! MINAKSHI X TRISHUL "But where will I sleep?" I asked him, but I noticed that he is already asleep. I looked around the room to find a couch, but there were none. I found a lone tear coming out of my eyes as I looked down at the floor which had a floor mat, which is used for removing feet's dust in it. I took a pillow and lay down on the floor mat, realising my place in his heart. I closed my eyes.

Ten years ago, Dr. Ishani Mukherjee let go of a love that was never meant to be hers. She built a life, forged a career, and convinced herself that she had moved on. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Now, Aarav Malhotra-once the golden boy, the untouchable, the man she loved from the shadows-sits across from her in her office, a shadow of the man he used to be. Disheveled, chain-smoking, and drowning in demons she isn't sure she can fix. But Aarav isn't just another patient. He is the unfinished chapter Ishani swore she'd never reopen. A man who never even knew her name-until now. As past and present collide, Ishani finds herself trapped between the duty of a doctor and the ghosts of a love she buried long ago. Will she heal him? Or will she finally choose herself? A story of love, loss, and redemption-where the past refuses to stay buried, and the heart is forced to make an impossible choice.

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.

💼 Aryan Rathore - The name that commands power, success, and a boardroom full of trembling executives. CEO by profession, cynic by nature. Pyaar? That's just a distraction for fools. He's seen enough gold-diggers chase his money to know that love is a glorified scam. 🐾 Dr. Raina Malhotra - A fierce, independent veterinarian with a heart bigger than the wild animals she saves. Bubbly, unapologetically chubby, and radiating sunshine, she's the human version of comfort food. But behind her infectious laughter is a girl who's heard enough taunts about her weight to know that the world isn't always kind. Once betrayed, now guarded, she's sworn off men who think they can tame her. 🖤 One is ice. The other, fire. 👶 One little mischief-maker. 💍 One deal that forces them together. 💔 One battle between past wounds & undeniable chemistry. Pyaar ke khilaf jo ladai inhone chhodi thi... kya woh khud usi ka shikar banne wale hain? 🔥 Enemies. Fake lovers. Soulmates. This is not a love story... it's a destiny-driven war of hearts. ✨ #Fatebound - When Destiny Plays Matchmaker ✨