(𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺) 𝓐𝔂𝓻𝓪 𝓗𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓷 was raised on legacy, discipline, and izzat. A final-year medical student from one of the most respected families in the city, she has never given anyone a reason to question her name. Until her brother does. Ten million disappears. And the debt lands with 𝓕𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓼 𝓘𝔃𝓪𝓪𝓷. The Izaans don't forgive. They settle. Quietly. Completely. In his world, there are only two outcomes, paise... ya khoon. But for Ayra, Faris offers a third. A nikkah. Not love. Not choice. Just an arrangement between two families who understand that reputation is worth more than anything else. Faris Izaan does not believe in mohabbat. Not even when his doctor wife becomes his greatest temptation.

"𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓉. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇." They told me her name would bring influence. That her bloodline would open doors no campaign ever could. That marrying her would tie me to the minister whose word sways cabinets and commands kings. I was twenty-two, hungry and unshaken- A 𝒢𝒽𝒶𝒹𝓏𝒾 by name, born of legacy and cold-blooded business. So I agreed. To the alliance. To the girl. 𝒜𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒾𝓈𝒽𝒾. She was fifteen when they marked her as mine. Eighteen when we signed the nikkah. I never saw her-only the tremble of pale fingers, and the quiet grace in her signature beside mine. And then I left. Now, at the brink of becoming the youngest Chief Minister this state has ever seen, they say it's time to complete the picture. Time for her rukhsati. Time to claim the girl I never forgot to remember. She's the granddaughter of a man who could make me king. And somehow, she's also the one thing in this game that feels... undeserved. And now she's waiting. And I don't know if I'm ready. Because what do men like me know of worthiness, when all we've ever known is conquest?

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

Delhi taught Ishita Sharma a lot of things. How to travel alone. How to survive in a new city. How to chase her dreams. What Delhi forgot to teach her was how to deal with Abhiraaj Malhotra. President Sahab!!! Tropes 🎀✨️: GrumpyXSunshine College romance He fell first, she fell harder

Surkh: crimson; the color of roses, of blood, and of wars fought long after their beginnings have been forgotten. For generations, the Sherazis and the Naqvis have stood on opposite sides of a feud so old that no one remembers where it began, only that it has survived long enough to become a legacy of its own. Inherited like a birthright and carried like a burden, the rivalry has shaped their very being. At the center of it stand Sikander Sherazi and Faris Naqvi. Bound by years of hostility, clashing ambitions, and a history neither man is willing to forgive, they are everything the other was raised to hate. As old tensions escalate and the fragile peace between their families begins to fracture, both men find themselves moving steadily toward a war that has been decades in the making. Because some rivalries are not measured in victories or defeats. They are measured in blood. And in the end, the only thing more dangerous than Sikander Sherazi's hatred for Faris Naqvi is... his inability to stay away from Faris Naqvi's wife.

Aaryan x Rahini A typical sweet Arranged marriage story with hindi and English Language. . . In the bustling city of Delhi, follows the tale of Aaryan kapoor, a 30-year-old tech magnate and CEO of a prominent company. His life takes an unexpected turn when he crosses paths with Rahini Sharma, a 27-year-old teacher from Delhi NCR. Get ready for a narrative that unfolds the rich tapestry of Indian culture, mod ern romance, and the pursuit of dreams in the dynamic landscape of Delhi. A non-typical wattpad story, no grumpy mmc😾 Started- February 2024 Finished - December 2024 Hindi dialogues are not translated,if you are umable to understand please leave a message in comment section. SUNSHINEXSUNSHINE #arranged marriage #ceo #billionaire #teacher #comedy #1 in NCR

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?

#1 𝘗𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦 ☆☆☆ "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦?" 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. "𝘍𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦" 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. ☆☆☆ • 𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀- 𝑔ℎ𝑎𝑟 𝑘𝑖 𝑏𝑎𝑑𝑖 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑖 (𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦) • 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐒𝐇- 𝑔ℎ𝑎𝑟 𝑘𝑎 𝑒𝑘𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑎 (𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦) ☆☆☆ 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴:- ~ 𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 ~ 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘛𝘰 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 ~ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 ~ 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ~ 𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 ~ 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ~ 𝘉𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘪 𝘟 𝘌𝘬𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢 ~ 𝘗𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘨ue

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."

When two worlds collide, hearts are bound to break-or heal. Aarav Singhania, a man of power and precision, thrives on control and perfection. Kanak Sharma, a simple, grounded girl, believes in honesty and love above all else. Their paths cross when a scandal threatens to shatter the Singhania family's pristine image, pulling Kanak into a whirlwind of secrets, sacrifices, and unexpected emotions. As Kanak fights to protect her sister's honor and Aarav battles to safeguard his family's name, sparks fly in the most unlikely places. In a world where status and pride reign supreme, will love dare to defy the odds? Or will destiny prove that sometimes, the heart writes its own rules? "Love Finds a Way" is a gripping tale of passion, trust, and the courage to stand against conventions-because when love knocks, even the strongest walls crumble