He left without looking back. She left carrying a truth that could change everything. Two years ago, Arjun Malhotra broke Nisha Sharma's heart and disappeared into a world of luxury, power, and cold silence. What once felt like forever ended with misunderstandings, ego, and words neither of them could take back. Now fate throws them together again. When Nisha unknowingly accepts an interior design project for the Malhotra Hotel Empire, she comes face to face with the man she never stopped loving - the same man who is now her boss. But Arjun doesn't know one thing. The little girl hiding behind Nisha... with his eyes, his habits, and his smile... is his daughter. As jealousy, unresolved feelings, family pressure, and painful memories pull them closer again, Arjun begins to realize that some love stories never truly end. And some goodbyes were never meant to be final. ✨ Second chance romance ✨ Hidden child trope ✨ Rich joint family drama ✨ Emotional healing ✨ Jealous cold male lead ✨ Office romance tension ✨ Happy ending

This is a story of dreams and desire. Viraj Singh Shekhawat is 30 years old male protagonist and the CEO of Shekhawat Group of industries and also the ruler of the Business world running in the shades. By nature, he is rude, arrogant, and always filled with anger, and aggressive. He is so punctual and intolerant of any kind of mistake. On the other hand, Avantika Joshi, a 24-year-old girl, who is kind, humble, gentle, loves kids, compliant, ambitious and compassionate. She is a complete package of intelligence and mannerism. but fate tied her with a 6ft tall, handsome, arrogant Mr. Shekhawat. Both of them were pole apart in nature but there was one thing in common that they love their family very much. " How dare you? " Viraj shouted, entering the room. His eyes were bloodshot red and were boiling with anger. His rage filled the room with darkness, and his aura was so dangerous that anyone could become scared of him. Avantika was already in shock, but seeing him, she thought he would understand, but he was shouting like this. Her tears were forming in her eyes. Suddenly, in a jerk, she was thrown out of his bed, and her body collided with the floor. Viraj made her stand and held her by the shoulders while digging his nails into her skin. Her bare back was touching the cold wall. She groaned in pain. He again shouted, " Why the hell were you roaming around, and what the hell were you doing with him? I've never imagined in my dreams that my future wife would even do something like this, but you proved me wrong. I told you that I would not have any physical relationship with you, so you thought you would seduce him. Fucking sl*t, I thought you were a girl with some dignity and self-respect at least but .....(continued in upcoming chapters) So, get ready to enjoy the rollercoaster ride of both Viraj and Avantika's relationship which is filled with many ups and downs. Will they fall in love? or their life is going to get more complicated. Stay tuned for more!

In the vibrant city of Bangalore, Tiya and Karan Shekhawat's marriage seemed perfect-until a heartbreaking miscarriage shattered their world. Burdened by grief and a secret revelation, Tiya makes a selfless decision to reunite Karan with his past love. As she disappears from his life, Karan embarks on a soul-stirring journey to rediscover the true meaning of love. Will he realize what he had lost before it's too late? An emotional rollercoaster of love, sacrifice, and redemption, " Marriage In Echo," explores the transformative power of second chances in the pursuit of a love that refuses to fade.

Jiya They say love should be loud. Mine was never. Mine was silent, hiding, stealing glances. Happy to see him, his smile. Shattered when wounds crash his body. Mujhse sab pata hai. Unki pasand, unki Napasand. Sab kuch. I know how he likes his tea, less sweet and steaming hot. His food is filled with spices, with a lemon squeezed on top. I know he loves his job, his men, he loves Ajay bhaiya, he adores Naina. When you know you don't deserve love, you wait for it. Relentless. Never asking anything back. Just them. Just him. My life is him. My breath is his. My body is his. My existence is only to love him. Only for me to love him. Not for him to love me. Mujhe nahi pata pyaar mehsoos karna kya hota hai, par pyaar karna main jaanti hoon. Par kabhi kabhi, apne pyaar ko chhodna zarrori hota hai, taaki woh aapke pyaar ko ek zimmedaari samajh kar apni zindagi na kaat le. Taaki woh uss pyaar ko mehsoos kar sake, jo aap nahi kabhi nahi kiya. Yash She waits, and waits, waits. As if wanting to win a price for waiting. Relentless. Never asking anything. Living in a house I built with no warmth. But slowly adding her touch, her warmth, her colours. I don't know how she knows everything about me. The way I like my food, my tea. Everything. How do you love someone? Mujhse nahi pata. Kuch nahi pata. But when the world threatens to take her away, something inside me shifts..... Mujhse nahi pata, kya? Par woh. woh pyaar nahi hai, mujhse pata nahi. Par woh..... meri bahut kuch hai.

Laxmi finds herself married to a man she was never supposed to marry. A man who looks at her like she stole something from him. But somewhere between hatred and destiny... she might just find her home. After all, every raahi eventually finds a place to stop. Tropes : • Erotic Dark Romance • Desi village romance • Touch Her and Die • Emotional intemacy / Healing • Forced Proximity • Suspense

[ a desi dialogue story ] when a feisty entrepreneur texts the wrong number and the funny engineer can't help but fall for her.

"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

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?