Set in early 2000s India, this is a slow-burn romance of unsaid feelings, stubborn silences, and hearts that take their time to fall. "I have loved you since I was six." But I never told him. Because he was my best friend's brother. Because he was eight years older. Because he never looked at me the way I looked at him. Years passed. I never moved on. Not even a little. And then... he came back-older, colder, and wearing a police uniform. Then, I did the one thing I never dared before. I wrote him a letter. A letter full of everything I had buried inside me for years. He read it. And broke my heart with five quiet words: "You are not my type." But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. One letter. One rejection. And one arranged marriage proposal later, suddenly, I'm his fiancée. He asked me to say no. I said yes.

He is Feared. He is Ruthless. He is not my Saviour. He is not my Prince. He is MY VILLAIN - the one everyone whispers about in fear - and now, he is my captor. ~~~~~~~~~~ A daring attempt at Dark Romance. Give it a try - I promise, you won't regret reading this.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Aashi's marriage was nothing more than a compromise-a husband who barely acknowledged her and a life filled with loneliness. But when a tragic accident leaves her widowed and pregnant, she finds herself trapped in a web of betrayal, where even her own family plots against her. Desperate to protect her unborn child, she turns to the last person she ever expected-her late husband's elder brother. A man lost in grief, drowning in alcohol, and completely uninterested in marriage. Yet, to save her, he agrees. She was never meant to be his... but fate had other plans.

She is sweet and kind. He is rude and arrogant. She loves talking. He finds solace in silence. She is clumsy and fun loving. He is cold and reserved. She is beautiful. He is ruggedly handsome. She is his princess. He is her devil. Kiara Sharma and Arjun Singhania are two opposite ends of a pole. Bound together by a marriage contract, these two hate each other. Or at least they think they do. Two very different people under the same roof- Chaos are bound to happen. Let's see if they survive this or end up killing each other. Seems like the devil has finally found his match and that too in the form of an angel. A story where the devil finally meets his angel.

Our marriage was arranged. We started having feelings for eachother after he tied knot around my neck. I thought it was forever but the we were divorced. Why did we? Why did we lose everything before everything could begin. I want to be with him but seems like I can't....

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" And yet again there it goes again the same mantra - My house - My terrace - My room and now My kitchen too? Really ? Why this man is so obsessed with MY title. "Nothing I was just thinking to built a swimming pool here wouldn't it look cool and it's quite spacious too what say ?" I said while crossing my arms below my chest. "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense." He spoke irritatedly. "Then stop asking nonsense !" I retorted back just how he did. "Why someone will be in kitchen? Offcourse to cook now do one thing go bring that mop stick from there and clean this mess which you made." with that I turned back and started stirring my mixture in the bowl. I have to take milk from fridge. I made it note mentally before I forget it. "Wait what? Did you just ask me to clean this mess?" And I can tell you he must be pointing his finger to himself. "No I'm not asking you but I'm telling you ! " I said without looking back. .__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__ Hey Samaira Agarwal here, I'm 23 and I live with my beautiful, chubby, talkative yet strict women whom I called Mom. Well about Dad it's better not talk about him. Being single mom was hard for her and even more hard when you live in so-called Dream City Mumbai. She fulfilled all her duties and responsibilities towards me yet all her promises except one which was staying with me. Forever. I still couldn't believe that she really left me, because still I was waiting in my room like now my mom will barge in with spatula in her hand. After her funeral my mom's best friend Mrs. Meera Sharma, she came like fairy god mother, she let me in her motherly warmth love. Time was letting me heal myself until her elder son decide to come back home from Canada after 3 years... ◆Well enough of disclosure what happens further in their lives join in this journey of Unwillingly With you. ◆

I opened a book. Now two ancient men won't leave me alone-one soft, one scary. My strict professor? Still judging me. My life? A low-budget romance with too many intense stares and zero peace. This wasn't supposed to happen. But here we are.

Shivadith, a stern and formidable police officer, unexpectedly crossed paths with Ashwathy, a spirited B.Ed student, igniting a love that neither anticipated. Their hearts recognized each other at a glance, but as their love deepened, Shivadith's mother arranged a marriage for him with another. Bound by duty, Shivadith painfully distanced himself, shattering Ashwathy's heart. However, love's pull proved irresistible, and Shivadith reclaimed Ashwathy's trust, persuading their families to bless their union. Amidst their blissful romance, fate dealt a cruel hand; a night of unknowingly consumed drugs led to an unplanned pregnancy. Keeping this secret, they married amidst the chaos of a haunting psycho killer case. Yet, despite the turmoil, Shivadith's love for his teacher wife and their children remained unwavering, enveloping their lives in a tender, unbreakable bond.

******With English Subtitles******* Seetha, a timid Brahmin Student, bravely confesses her love to Aayush Kumar, her stern yet secretly compassionate Professor, only to be harshly scolded for her audacity. Heartbroken, she returns home and discovers a mysterious, wet piece of paper stuck to her shoulder. Reading its enchanted words, she becomes Invisible, and upon reading further, she regains her visibility. Panicked and unsure of what to do, she rushes back to Aayush for help. Initially assisting her out of professional obligation, Aayush gradually begins to see Seetha in a different light. As their bond deepens, Seetha learns about Aayush's strained relationship with his father, whom he blames for his mother's death, and his unfulfilled dream of opening a football coaching center. In navigating the complexities of her magical predicament and Aayush's personal turmoil, Seetha and Aayush find solace and love in each other, overcoming their pasts and fears together.

One House. 17 contestans. All eyes on them. When everyone discovers who these celebrities struggling for their place in house every week are, these contestans have new discoveries about themselves every day. Some get love, some get hate, but unanimously all get experience for lifetime. Odanalum oliya mudiyadhu ! 12 talented writers of Ashaangi FanFam unite to present to you this ambitious collaboration.