"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

तुझमे मुस्कुराते है, तुझमे गुनगुनाते है खुदको तेरे पास ही छोड़ आते है तेरे ही ख्यालो मे डूबे डूबे जाते है खुदको तेरे पास ही छोड़ आते है | 🧿✨ They said school days are the best days of our lives - but for them, it was where everything began. Between whispered secrets in classrooms, stolen glances in corridors, late - night confessions, and friendships that felt like forever, they never realized that every laugh, every fight, and every promise was tying them closer to each other. But love born under moonlight is fragile... and sometimes, the past isn't as kind as the memories... Join the character's journey in their high school era✨ Highschool love story Multi couple book

𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀. Because even in the darkest times, honour can bloom into love and love into freedom. ⚠️ This story contains mature and explicit content. Read at your own risk (18+). --- Set in 1960s Bengal, Gunjan Saha, a 17-year-old girl whose eyes still hold the innocence of monsoon skies, yet whose heart knows only fear and silence. After her mother's death, she endures her stepmother's cruelty, dreaming only of kindness, freedom, and being seen as someone worthy of love. Riddhiman Roy Chowdhury, the 29-year-old son of the village sarpanch, returns from London as a gold-medalist barrister determined to reform his village. But destiny has another plan... one that ties his fate to a fragile, innocent girl. One night, Gunjan runs barefoot through the lanes, escaping the men her stepmother sold her to, and destiny leads her to him... the man who would rewrite her story. When whispers taint her name for taking refuge in his house, Riddhiman does the unthinkable... he marries her. Before the same eyes that condemned her, he takes her hand and gives her honour. Bound first by duty, their marriage slowly becomes a sanctuary of trust, hope, and forbidden desire. As Gunjan learns to smile again, Riddhiman fights the one battle he never expected... the battle of his own heart. A man of reason and law. A girl of innocence and faith. Bound not by romance, but by righteousness and something far more fragile... unspoken love. But what happens when duty starts to feel like desire? Will he ever see her as more than a responsibility? And will she find the freedom she's been longing for... in the heart of the man who became her protector?

First book of ✨️ EUPHORIAL SERIES✨️ She is the spark which can lit the fire of love.....BUT HE WAS THAT FUEL WHICH CAN BURN THE WORLD FOR HER. They were arranged in a marriage by their family. She fell first and harder, unknown about his secrets and Waiting for him to feel same for her. Where he goes from "STOP THE FUCKING NOISE" To "Why are you not wearing your anklets, Shree mati ji ?" From "I don't like tea." To "Suniye, meri chai kaha hai" From "I will not fall for anyone" To "I don't know when, where and why I just fall for her, Now I want to fall for her every year year, every month, every day, every hour, every minute, every second and every moment. EVERY TIME I SEE HER EVERY TIME I FOUND MYSELF MORE DEEPLY IN LOVE WITH HER. Let's take a part in their arranged journey ✨️

𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 She was a law student, newly transferred to Bengaluru's best law university. But she had never lived alone in her life. On the day of her brother's engagement, she received the admission message-she had no idea where to go next. He was her brother's friend...and also her sister-in-law's brother. They met at that same engagement, and somehow, he ended up becoming her guardian. He lived alone in Bengaluru, away from a family that hated him. _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ She carried a chaotic, stubborn heart, yet never dared to break a rule. He was calm, calculated-and broke every damn rule. They never intended to fall. Yet they did. And love-well, love is a bitch. Once it bites, it clings till your last breath. So... do you want to know about their chemistry? Step into their chaotic world.

He was the country's rising cricket star-loved, celebrated, untouchable. I was just another face in the crowd, one fan among thousands who screamed his name. But in a single glance, under the blinding stadium lights, something shifted. He caught my eyes-and I caught his heart. Between roaring crowds and silent nights, between fame and fear, he chose me. But what happens when the world discovers that the nation's golden boy has fallen for an ordinary girl? Because in cricket, every catch counts. And this time... I might just be his 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝. --- They call me the nation's golden boy. Every run I score, every match I win, is celebrated like a festival. Millions cheer for me- but at the end of the day, I'm just another boy standing alone in the middle of a crowded stadium. And then I saw her. One face, hidden in thousands. One pair of eyes that didn't look at me like I was a hero, but like I was simply... me. She was never supposed to matter. She was just a fan. But the truth? The moment our eyes met, I knew the game had already changed. Because this time, I wasn't playing for the crowd. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

Book 1 of His Vows Series. Vedant Singhania - the calm before every storm, a successful CEO, calm , composed snd every bit of the responsible son he is. On the outside, he builds dreams for others, but within, he's still searching for the pieces of his own. ♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ Aarohi Yadav - a fierce advocate in the courtroom, soft-hearted at home. The eldest daughter of a traditional family, a devotee of Krishna Ji, and once a passionate classical dancer-until responsibilities silenced her rhythm. ♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ Their worlds collide not with grand gestures, but in silent glances, unspoken truths, and late-night coffee arguments. He's lost faith in forever. She's forgotten how to choose herself. But fate has other plans. As the past begins to surface and emotions grow deeper, will love be enough to bridge two people who were never looking for it? Or will they walk away, only to meet again when the stars whisper each other's names? A story of unintentional love, personal healing, and the quiet magic that changes everything.

Set in the 1980s, in a village where traditions hold more power than dreams. Tara-a young woman trapped by societal expectations, burdened by rejection, and scarred by loss. With nowhere left to turn, she finds herself at the edge of despair, questioning if there's anything left to fight for. Then there's Dhruv-a man who refuses to accept the world's injustices as fate. Practical yet defiant, he challenges the very beliefs that have kept Tara caged. When their paths collide on a fateful night, neither of them realizes that this meeting will change their lives forever. This is their story-a tale of love, defiance, and the struggle to break free from a society that refuses to change. But in a world where rules are set in stone, can love truly rewrite destiny? ☆ Warning - This story explores themes that may be sensitive or uncomfortable for some readers. It is entirely fictional and based on my imagination. Given its setting in the 1980s, in a rural village, certain events may reflect harsh societal realities. Reader discretion is advised.

Book 2 of Cricket Romance Series. 🎀 A charming, famous cricketer is adored by fans for his talent and charisma, but off the field, he is surprisingly humble and playful. An ordinary girl, grounded, funny, and completely unaware of his celebrity life, crosses paths with him in the most unexpected way. When their worlds collide through a chaotic, everyday mishap sparks fly, playful banter ensues, and a slow-burning connection begins. Amid cricket matches, public appearances, and the pressures of fame, their accidental encounters turn into small, heartwarming moments of intimacy and laughter.🎀 It's a soft, flirty, and cozy romance: full of charm, mishaps, and tender moments that prove love can find its way in the most unexpected places.

✨️ᴬ ᵈᵉˢⁱ ˢᵖᵒʳᵗˢ ʳᵒᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ✨️ 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚, India's cricket star, thrives on the roar of the crowd and the intensity of the game. But when his focus is interrupted by a fleeting glance at 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡, a striking sports journalist, everything changes. For Arav, it's a moment that lingers-he can't shake the image of her captivating eyes and poised presence. Mahira, however, isn't impressed by the cocky cricketer. Professional and determined, she's not one to be easily swayed by fame or charm. Yet, as the game continues, Arav's unexpected talent, wit, and growing connection with Mahira begin to break through her walls. Caught in a whirlwind of tension, sparks, and unspoken feelings, they find themselves in a game of love, where every encounter brings them closer to a match neither of them saw coming. Will Arav win her heart, or will she remain the one that got away?