Sizzling intimacy and a high dose of smut. Enough to make you wonder where this is heading? Take a breath. This story goes far beyond that. Yes, there is a hell lot of cute romance. Butterflies, a second chance at love, and soft moments that make your heart feel full. Beyond the romance, it dives into emotional intelligence, a beautiful chosen sibling bond, friendships and family, quiet faith, healthy relationships, and the realities of career and life. This story feels like watching your comfort movie again and again. Familiar. Warm. Safe. It explores the meaning of relationships without glorifying toxicity. Romance that makes sense. Emotions that feel real. Logic that does not kill love. Scenes you suddenly remember and smile. Expect everything from this book. It will not disappoint. Presenting to you, 𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 🦋 by 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐲 🌼✍️

She came to Devgarh broken, carrying silence where her voice should have been. He was the Sarpanch-feared, distant, and a man who never crossed his own lines. What begins as protection slowly turns into something neither of them names... until care becomes habit, presence becomes comfort, and love grows quietly between them. This is not a story of saving. It is a story of choosing-again and again. A love built on respect, restraint, and the courage to stay. ~~~ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒: Soft Romance Dark Themes Set in the 1980s Age Gap (25 × 30) Rural Royalty Rescuer Hero × Survivor Heroine Protective & Possessive (Healthy) Powerful Man × Quiet Strength Devotee Hero × Devotee Heroine Slow Burn Romance Found Family Feminine Power Rising Courtroom Justice Arc

Nayab, a brilliant and meticulous MBBS student, possesses a mind built for calculations and precision. Her dreams are set on excelling in her medical career, leaving no room for frivolities or romantic distractions. Meanwhile, Danish, a vivacious and lively wedding planner, embraces life with open arms, reveling in the beauty of every moment. Fate takes a whimsical turn when Danish is entrusted with the task of planning the wedding of Nayab's closest friend, Simran. Amidst the preparations and festivities, Nayab and Danish find themselves irresistibly drawn to each other. Sparks fly, and an undeniable connection is forged. However, life is not that simple. Nayab resides in one continent, devoted to her studies and her ambitions; while Danish thrives in another, pursuing his passion for creating magical weddings. As Nayab and Danish grapple with their deepening feelings, they must navigate the challenges posed by their divergent lives. Will they be able to bridge the gap between continents and find a way to be together? Or will they succumb to the harsh reality of their circumstances, resigned to the idea that love doesn't always conquer all?

"तुझे जीत-जीत हारूं... ये प्राण-प्राण वारूँ... हाय ऐसे मैं निहारू...तेरी आरती उतारूं... तेरे नाम से जुड़े हैं सारे नाते..." (Saiyyan) Love that's sacred. Loyalties that are tested. Secrets that can shake nations. In the glamorous heart of Milan, beneath the glint of fashion and fame, lies a covert mission threatening to tear the world apart. Shivaang Shrivastav, a RAW agent operating under the guise of a textile exporter, is on the hunt for a deadly terror-financing network hidden within Europe's elite. But fate throws him into the path of Ruhi Verma, an aspiring designer with a heart full of dreams and a past she's trying to forget. What begins as a forced arrangement slowly turns into a bond neither of them saw coming. Between stolen glances, shadowed enemies, and whispered betrayals, their story unfolds - a tale of love blooming amid lies and hearts beating beneath bulletproof vests. Rati: His Operation Forever is not just a mission. It is a vow. To protect. To serve. And to love, even when everything else demands otherwise. Ranking: #1 in secretidentity #1 in undercovermission #5 in spyromance

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ( 𝟏𝟖+) 𝐓𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤, 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐝..𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐨❤️ 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧.

" Ahhh.... leave my hand it's hurting like hell, how many times do i have to tell you I just don't know how I reached here, I don't have any hidden motives just trust me " - amaira said in a very pleading voice...... " This is the last time I am asking you this, just spit who have sent you here and what are your hidden motives otherwise I am going to ask my guards to chop off your head " Aayansh replied in a very agressive voice..... Aayansh Pathak is the youngest President of India , he is the son of the richest businessman of the country and Amaira is just an averagemiddle class girl. What will happen when these two will meet? let's see what the destiny have planned for them.... 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧 : 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩. ⓒ all rights reserved @story_hub25

Book 6 of the Mangoverse The Kapoors are strong. Stronger than ever now with the next generation but what would happen when all powerful families collide? Big names, bigger aspirations, and biggest scandals. Lives are at crossroads, careers at stakes but what stands infront of desire? For temptation is like a poison, one drop and you're drowning into an abyss. And this time, desire is the biggest temptation. ---------------------- A multicouple book

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."

A Legion of Legends from your favorite SULTANATE. The Gashkori and Dehwaar Heirs would never be the same without these loyal men standing behind them like strong pillars. DARBAAR is all about Murtuza and his pledge of allegiance to his Nawaab Jahaangir Ali Dehwaar. DARBAAR is all about Jamaal and his loyalty to his Sir Mahad Qays Gashkori. DARBAAR is all about Huzaifaa and his protectiveness for his Boss Baasit Uzair Gashkori. And DARBAAR is all about your passion for these men!

-UNEDITED- [ONLY THE FIRST FIVE CHAPTERS ARE EDITED] IF YOU WANT TO READ THE EDITED CHAPTERS AND BONUS CHAPTER, head to 'Scrollstack'. •Indian Arranged Marriage• I had heard of him but never actually seen him. I never thought, in my wildest dream that our paths would cross. Until it happened- he came knocking down on my door. Taking my breath away, as I lost myself in those chocolate brown eyes. We met, we talked, and we said yes. I thought he was handsome but when I actually got to know him- he wasn't just about looks that this world talked about. No. He is truly the gem his name means. Manik Malhotra. A person who'd achieved so much at this young age and still the most down to earth and gorgeous person I've ever come across, and not just his looks. He became mine as I became his. Our waves of love weren't for someone else to hear... it was for us. As we spoke through our eyes. Our smiles and his teasing winks. The shining moon, twinkling stars and the fireflies became the witnesses of our love. Our love roaring in waves enough for just the two of us to hear or feel. They say it was an arranged marriage, decided by our family. I say-- it was a match made by God who knew we will complete each other in every sense. Note- If you're not looking for a fun, cheesy, romantic, sappy and cliché book... please stay away. This book does NOT have any unnecessary drama, cliffhangers and negative plotline. The songs, videos and pictures used in the book are for reference and DOES NOT belong to me. All Credits to the respective owners. INCLUDES HINDI DIALOGUES (please don't ask for translation, because the language that I write needs therapy and not translation, sorry!) Copyright © 2021 _fantasizing_ All Rights Reserved.