Now available as Audiobook on Audible India. On the field, Shaurya Gupta is a star batsman for the Indian cricket team. Off the field, he is rash and reckless. A gold mine for the paparazzi and trolls. When he is disqualified from playing a series because of his misdemeanour, his agent decides to use this opportunity to fix his image. That's when Dhvani Mishra enters or re-enters his life. As they begin working together, memories of their past become harder and harder to look beyond. A lot has changed in their lives in the past seven years. They insist that they have moved on, but have they really? Can Shaurya and Dhvani ever forgive each other for the pain they put each other through? Will Shaurya ever learn of the things he has been missing on for the past seven years. Will they be able to move past the failure of their marriage? Will they be able to give each other a second chance?

Dhivya, a first-year college student, feels a strong attraction to her professor, Reyansh. Little does she know, their lives are about to take a dramatic turn. Their families arrange for them to get married, and suddenly Reyansh and Dhivya become husband and wife. As they start their new life, their different personalities cause tension. Reyansh is strict, short-tempered, while Dhivya is easy-going and spontaneous. Reyansh likes everything to be neat, perfect, and organized, while Dhivya tends to be messy. His serious nature contrasts with her playful laughter. Despite their differences, they need to find ways to understand and connect with each other. As they navigate their relationship, they discover new things about themselves and each other, leading to a unique and beautiful love story.

"Is she your wife?" she asked hesitantly. "Yes", Avishek said no more. Is he not going to introduce me? I should leave. It's clear, they wanted to be alone, to talk about whatever the hell they wanted to talk. I managed a smile and said, "I'll wait in the car", and left before anyone said anything. I walked out of the café, walked to the car, opened the door and flopped into the passenger seat. She's back. The love of his life, she's back. Whenever my mind wandered about Avishek's past, I had always pictured that girl as this beautiful woman who turned heads when she walked into the room. I was right. Ruchika was beautiful. Even with dark circles under her eyes, messy hair that looked like she hadn't washed it for days, her tired smile, she was still beautiful. I could only imagine how she was when they were young. Why now though? After all these years?

What happens when a husband and wife, Karthik Singhania and Naina Agarwal, find themselves in a secret teacher-student relationship at the college Karthik owns? Wanting to avoid special treatment, they decide to keep their bond hidden throughout Naina's two years of college. Can they navigate the challenges of their arranged marriage while maintaining their secret? Will they be able to keep their feelings under control, or will the pressures of college life force them to reveal the truth? Join Karthik and Naina on their journey of love, restraint, and the struggle to keep their connection a secret.

Kalyani and Agastya have been married for six years. They have the perfect life- good health, great wealth and two beautiful children. As they are healing from a recent trauma, their past visits their present disrupting their happiness. Disclaimer: THE CHARACTERS, EVENTS AND ENTITIES DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITY TO ACTUAL PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. NO OFFENCE TO ANY PERSON OR COMMUNITY IS INTENDED.

Her voice shook as she asked again, "Rudraksh... please, what's happening? I don't understand. Why am I here?" Rudraksh stood still, his expression unreadable. But in his eyes there was something different in them. Something colder than the warmth she was used to. He couldn't let sympathy cloud his judgment. Not now. Not when his duty came first. "You're confused," he said, his voice firm, which felt unfamiliar. "You're going to take a lie detector test. It's part of the process. We need to know what you remember... and what you don't." Drishti stared at him, her heart sinking. A lie detector test? She had no idea what he was talking about. It felt like all of this was happening to someone else, not her. "I don't understand," she whispered, shaking her head as fear tightened in her chest. Rudraksh didn't answer. Instead, without warning, he moved. With a calm, practiced motion, he reached for the handcuffs. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "Rudraksh!" she cried, panic rising in her voice. "What are you doing?!" . . . This story revolves around ACP Rudraksh Rawat. A cold, calculative and dangerously calm man who is married to Drishti Rathor a sweet simple woman

Professor x Student Yuvraj × Ishani 28 x 23 She agreed to marry a stranger to pay off her father's debt-never imagining she'd be widowed before the day ended. Ishani is just 23, with dreams barely begun and a future already bargained away. When her husband dies at the mandap, the whispers begin. Shame, blame, and society's judgment come crashing down. But one man steps forward. Yuvraj Singh Rathore-her 28-year-old professor, the silent observer she never really saw-takes her hand again that day, marrying the widow to shield her from a world that's too cruel to care. They are nothing alike. She's fire and quiet. He's calm and distant. What begins as duty slowly melts into something, neither expected-a quiet companionship, a deep understanding, and maybe... love. But love isn't always easy. Especially when it wasn't part of the plan. "She lost her groom. He gave her a name. One sacred fire, two marriages-bound by duty, tested by fate... but can protection turn into love?" "Not every marriage starts with love-but some end in it."

After a traumatic first marriage left her body bruised and her mind in pieces, Maithili has built a world of silence. Isolated in her village, she avoids mirrors, voices, even her own name - afraid that one wrong move will make the pain return. When her worried parents consult an astrologer, they are told a second marriage might be her only path out of the shadows. Neil Chaudhary isn't looking for love. He's not against marriage - just never in a hurry for it. When he agrees to marry Maithili, he expects nothing more than civility and space. What he finds instead is a girl who flinches when he speaks too loud. A wife who won't say his name. And a story written in silence that pulls him in, piece by piece. As Maithili learns to breathe again, Neil learns what it means to wait for someone - and love, the kind that heals without hurting, begins to take shape. But can love truly heal the scars of the past, or is it simply a quiet way to survive? Tropes: Second chances • Traumatized FL • Green Forest ML • Past trauma • Arranged Marriage • City ML x Village FL 🏅#3 in wattpadindia 🏅#1 in greenflag 🏅#1 in healing

Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

(Book 1 of "Never Alone" series) "Love? huh! who will love a girl like me. I have always walked alone " thought Sarakshi watching the lovey-dovey couples in park. "Love? are you asking me if I love someone? I've already done this mistake once dad, don't expect me to fall in love with someone again. I don't want anyone I can walk alone like I'm doing know, I have you guys and most importantly I DON'T BELIEVE IN LOVE" said Rashvik furiously to his dad. "dadda why you angry" asked the little boy with tears in his eyes. What will happen when this two are forced to marry each other, will they be happy will they give this relationship a chance? will they ever fall in Love? Tropes: Arranged marriage CEO X CEO Grumpy X introvert Second marriage Single father Past traumas She fell first he fell harder ~YOU NEVER WALK ALONE~ HOPE YOU LIKE THE STORY THANK YOU Insta I'd- @lyr__ish The initial chapters are short and are not completely edited and there's a lot of mistakes. So please ignore it. But as you'll proceed, the chapters are longer and are written in a bit better way! [English is not my first language]