Cupid never had a chance in their messy, parental-restricted love story Karishma Jha, a twenty-one-year-old recent graduate with the world at her feet if only she chose to face it. Plagued with the worries of the future and yet healing from the scars of her past, she was yet to pay any heed to the present. She was the queen of the world of What-ifs What if I never get a job? What if I never do anything worthwhile? What if I am not here tomorrow? What if someone new moves next door? Still struggling to live one day at a time, she is hit with yet another surprise: a new neighbor, Rishabh Mehta. His arrival gives her the opportunity to take a step out of her cocooned world, to do something daring for once in her sheltered life. What if a girl with perpetually cold feet chooses to befriend a boy who lives like there is no tomorrow? When Rishabh Mehta moved to his aunt's place in Bangalore, the last thing he expected was to deal with the girl next door. Shrew, grump, ornery, he knew the many nicknames of her, except her real name. She proved true to her description when, one night, she cuts off the wire of his music system in the middle of a raging party. That was his first impression of hers. He also never expected her unrelenting efforts to befriend him. When he finally gives in, the possibility of tomorrow increases with every shared laughter and stolen glance. Will their love survive self-imposed obstacles, helicopter parents, and the two-foot gap between their balconies? Or, will it remain a fond memory to smile upon when a day gets a bit more difficult than the rest? TRIGGER WARNING: Though this story could be considered a feel-good rom-com from its cover and description, it does address certain heavy topics like illness, suicide attempts, and domestic violence. For further details please don't miss the content warning preceding the story.

What had I done? Rajveer Pratap Ranawat was a crime lord, king of the fucking underworld and I was here, in his den with nothing but a notepad and a pen. His presence was suffocating, bone chilling. "You think you can uncover my secrets, Miss Sharma?" His voice was a low, dangerous rumble, sending a shiver down my spine. "You're playing a dangerous game." I squared my shoulders, trying to muster the same bravado that had carried me into this lion's den. "I'm not playing," I retorted, my voice betraying a hint of defiance laced with unease. "I'm here for the truth, no matter how deep it runs." A predatory smile tugged at the corners of his lips, his dark eyes gleaming with something that sent a chill through me. "Oh, I know your kind," he murmured, taking a slow step closer until his presence enveloped me. "Bold on the surface, trembling underneath." "I'm not afraid of you," I insisted, though the way his fingers brushed against my arm sent a jolt of electricity through me. His expression hardened, his grip tightening just enough to convey his power. "You should be," he whispered, his breath hot against my cheek. "In my world, fear is survival." His eyes bore into mine with a primal intensity, a challenge and a warning wrapped into one. "You are already in deeper than you realize," he murmured, his voice softening imperceptibly. "And now that you are in, there is no turning back." The room seemed to close in around us and then is when I realised that I had stepped into a dangerous game-one where the lines between adversary and attraction blurred dangerously, threatening to consume me in ways I never imagined possible. "And you, my Dove," Rajveer's voice cut through the thick silence like a blade, chilling me to the core. His tone held a possessive edge, cold and commanding. "look like you are meant to be mine. And what is mine," he paused, his dark eyes boring into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine, "stays with me."

Sharvani and Veer have known each other since they were born. Their families are close, their parents are best friends, and for as long as they can remember, they've been pushed together at every opportunity. To the world, they are the perfect childhood companions-two kids who grew up side by side, destined to be lifelong friends. But in reality? They hate each other. Sharvani and Veer have been sworn enemies for as long as they can remember. Competing in school, bickering over the smallest things, and making each other's lives miserable had been their unspoken tradition. They tolerated each other only for the sake of their families, pretending to get along while secretly wishing for the day they could finally be free of each other. That day came eight years ago. After one final, explosive fight, they left each other's lives-Sharvani moving to the United States, Veer to Germany. They haven't spoken since. Haven't even thought about each other. Or so they believed. Now, eight years later, they meet again at a reunion. Except this time, they don't argue. They don't glare. They don't acknowledge each other at all. Because Sharvani is getting married. To her long-term boyfriend, Aryan Kapoor. And Veer? He doesn't react. Doesn't say a word. But as wedding preparations begin and old memories resurface, Sharvani starts to realize that no matter how much time has passed, no matter how far they've run from each other-some things never truly fade. Not rivalry. Not history. And maybe... not uns (infatuation). (On hiatus)

Set in post-independence era ( between 1950-60s) In the lawless corners of rural India, power isn't passed down - it's snatched, soaked in blood, and sealed with fear. Two factions. One throne. A history written in ashes. What began as a village rivalry twisted into generational hatred - where a forgotten massacre still echoes in silence, and grudges are carried like weapons. Years later, a single act sets the balance ablaze again: the daughter of the village head is taken - not for lust, but to remind them who once ruled these lands. This is not a love story. This is a story of thrones stolen, pride wounded, and vengeance reborn from the dust of the dead. But amidst gunpowder and grudges, a bond dares to bloom - dangerous, defiant, and unforgivable. Because when love grows where hate was sown, it doesn't heal - it burns. When loyalty turns to war and history claws its way back, only one legacy will survive. ...

"Can't you understand? I don't love you. You are a minor, and you're my best friend's sister. This isn't right-it can never happen." With those final words, he turned away, leaving her behind. Tears streamed down her face as she stood there, shattered, her heart breaking into pieces. •┈••✦ 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 ✦••┈• "Why don't you understand? I am not interested in you!" she shouted, her voice filled with frustration. "I don't want to marry you! I was young back then... it was just a foolish crush. I don't feel anything for you anymore!" She had spent years trying to forget him, forcing herself to move on. Yet now, when she had finally freed herself from the past, he was the one chasing after her. "Please, Petal... just one chance," he whispered, his voice breaking as he fell to his knees, his pride abandoned. •┈••✦ 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 ✦••┈• • T R O P E S • • Brother best friend • She fell first and hard • Slow burn romance • Age gap (7 year) • Nerd fl • He never saw her that way... until • Protective to the extreme • Only soft for her • He spoils her excessively • Possessive beyond limits • Burns with jealousy • Husband duties taken seriously • He'd destroy anyone who hurts her

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #4 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Sitara Bose is the quiet storm. The girl with glasses, the one who always plays the side character in everyone else's story. She's endured more than her share of storms. Cruel betrayals, relentless bullying, and the sting of broken trust. But no matter how many times the world tried to break her, she refused to fall. Rudraksh Suryawanshi is a man who thrives in control. A ruthless businessman with a past buried under layers of secrets, he carries a darkness that no one dares to uncover. But the moment he lays eyes on Sitara, something inside him snaps. She's his angel, his obsession, his only desire. There's just one problem: She's meant to marry his brother. As the wedding looms closer, fate twists in ways neither of them expects. Betrayed by those she once trusted, Sitara is left shattered. But Rudraksh has already made his choice. He will have her, no matter the cost. As tension simmers and boundaries blur, their connection becomes an unstoppable force, dark, passionate, and inevitable. But with every stolen moment, every heated glance, they walk the fine line between love and destruction. Did the stars align for them, or were they doomed from the start? ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.