Two scarred souls. One unbreakable bond. A love neither of them believes in. Meera Sharma has spent her life as an afterthought-overshadowed, unwanted, and carrying the weight of a past that still haunts her. An abusive childhood and a near-assault in university and home left her with deep scars, making trust and intimacy feel impossible. Now, as a Professional surgeon, she's determined to carve out a future for herself-one free from the ghosts of her past. Raghav Malhotra is a man who trusts no one. As the ruthless CEO of Malhotra Industries, betrayal has hardened him, teaching him that love is nothing more than a weakness waiting to be exploited. Discipline and control rule his world-until an arranged marriage shatters the walls he's so carefully built. Thrown together in a union neither of them wanted, Meera and Raghav are forced to confront not only each other but also the demons they've spent years running from. Can two broken hearts find solace in the wreckage of their pasts? Or will their pain push them further into the darkness, forever trapped behind the walls they've built? A slow-burn, emotionally gripping tale of healing, trust, and love that refuses to be ignored.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

"𝑰'𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖" "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐-𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐" A standalone. 𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝗥𝗮𝗷 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮 took her for revenge. To burn down her bloodline. But now, all he can think about is how she tastes when she mo-ans through clenched teeth. He wanted to 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 her. To punish her for a past she didn't write. To watch her shatter and never feel a thing. Exactly- he wanted to. Because somewhere between the ropes and the rage, the punishment and the pleasure- She became the only thing real in his twisted world. He took her for revenge. But she'll be the one to destroy him- One sin, one kiss, one scream at a time. In this game of fire and control... someone's about to burn. Will she just be a pawn in his revenge?

He is the storm everyone fears-cold eyes, ruthless hands, and a past he never speaks of. She is the silence after chaos-soft yet scarred, with a smile that hides a thousand bruises. They weren't meant to collide. But fate doesn't knock-it crashes. In a world where trust is a luxury and love is a weapon, two broken souls find something dangerously rare: understanding. Not despite their pasts... but because of them. He sees her pain like it's his own. She touches his wounds like they were hers to heal. And in the quiet between war and peace, rage and tenderness- they become each other's home. This is the story of Rehaan Singhania and Ahaana Sharma. Not perfect. Not easy. But deeply, irrevocably theirs. Tropes : Broken Boy x Broken Girl Slow Burn Romance Trauma Bonding Protective Male Lead Grumpy x Reserved Dark Past, Healing Present Found Family Soft Spot for Her Only

Where is bride mr. Mehra his father asked? There parents are looking down they don't have words to say to them that there daughter run away from her own marriage... Sorry Raghuvanshi sahab mai aapke hath judta ho mujhe maaf karde . Ab kuch nhi ho sakta shaadi toh aaj hi hoke rahegi badi beti nhi hai toh kya hua choti beti toh hai na aapki?..said his mother She is to young for this..... Papa mumma i can't please .....

They weren't meant to fall in love. But fate never followed rules. He was fire. She was frost. Forced in an arranged marriage neither of them wanted, Ahaan and Tara had nothing in common, except the fact that they both were experts at pretending that they didn't care. Two people sworn to never let their hearts get involved. They both thought that they would simply survive each other. But between shared meals, stolen glances, boardroom chaos and occasional fights over burnt toasts and broken claw clips, they began to see something past the version of each other the world had always seen including the families that expected them to fail. This is a story of slow burn love, enemies-to-partners, healing old wounds, buried pain and to learn each other's language even though the world refused to listen. . . . . . . Tropes: CEO X CEO Slow Burn He fell first (and Harder) Healing and emotional growth Found family Enemies to lovers Business Rivals Forced Proximity Arranged Marriage Fake Relationship Hate to love . . . . "𝐈𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰!" "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒚?" ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " Aap thik he? " he said softly. She nodded, eyes lowered. [She is mute] " Kuch khaya aap ne? " he asked again, a gentle smile on his lips. She nodded again... " Aap meri he? " he asked, his smile growing softer... Without realising she nodded again then suddenly looked up at him in shock. He chuckled seeing her reaction.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

𝐘𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐗 𝐃𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢 She doesn't speak. Not because she can't, but because the world never deserved her voice. He's a storm in human skin - arrogant, loud, dangerously charming. A player in every sense. But when he meets her - the girl who looks like silence and feels like art - his games start to lose meaning. She's his calm. He's her chaos. And yet, they collide like they were written in the stars. But love isn't simple when secrets are louder than words... And silence? Sometimes it hides the darkest truth. In a world full of noise, their story begins with the quietest heartbeat.

╰┈➤𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞⋮ 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⌗𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡┆ She is a brilliant gynaecologist but mute since childhood trauma stole her voice. She doesn't get attached neither to people nor promises. For her, life was about control-of her career, her choices, her emotions. She didn't want to be fixed. She just wanted to be left alone. While he is the youngest of the Kapoor clan. A surgeon by profession, a charmer by nature. Never serious. Never still. He wanted admiration, attention and a girl who could worship the ground he walked on. A narcissist in denial, and proud of it. ❝𝐒𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬❜❜ "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆." "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 𝒎𝒆, 𝑴𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒓... 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆." "𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒆? 𝑲𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂... 𝑰 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆." ╰┈➤𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 🏅 #87 in forcedproximity out of 5.07k stories.(4.08.25) #15 in hefallsfirst out of 1k stories. (6.08.25) #35 in adultthemes out of 12.9k stories.(23.08.25) #10 in emotionalhealing out of 1.02k stories.( 7.09.25) #19 in pasttrauma out of 3.04k stories.(24.09.25) #18 in slowburnromance put of 5.54k stories. (9.11.25)

Yaaram (English: My Beloved) is a tale of blind, selfless and unconditional love, friendship, devotion and loyalty. Amarha, hailing from Pakistan is accepted into Manchester University. There she meets Aliyan, a British Muslim who is the center of everybody's attention. please avoid the mistakes . i work really hard to translate it.