Heer Kaur Brar had a simple plan. Move to Delhi. Study law. Become a dangerous lawyer. Make her Punjabi family proud. And most importantly, get a peaceful female roommate. Simple, right? Wrong. Because the girl roommate she was promised turned out to be Ranjha Raina - a slightly grumpy, annoyingly calm Delhi Police officer from Jammu, who opened the flat door with crossed arms, judgmental eyes, and a husky named Barfi sitting beside him like he owned the place. A dog. A big, fluffy, wolf-looking dog. And Heer? Heer was deathly scared of dogs. Now stuck in the same apartment because of one broker's legendary stupidity, Heer and Ranjha decide to survive each other with strict rules, separate rooms, zero interference, and absolutely no falling in love. But between Heer's clumsy disasters, late-night study sessions, Punjabi gaalis Ranjha does not understand, Barfi's full-time matchmaking, and Dheer's habit of appearing exactly when Heer needs saving... Rules start breaking. One by one. She is chaos in jhumkas and law books. He is calm in uniform and hidden softness. She calls his dog a bhediya. He says, "Hein ji?" like it can solve all problems. And somewhere between roomie wars, chai, case laws, and accidental almost-moments... Heer realizes maybe her wrong roommate was destiny's cutest mistake.

INT. INDORE CITY HOSPITAL - ICU CORRIDOR - NIGHT Rain lashes against the windowpanes. Inside, it's silent except for the rhythmic beep... beep... of two ICU monitors. In Room 203, little Rashi Ved Malhotra lies unconscious - bandaged, pale, clinging to life. In Room 204, her mother Avantika is fighting death too - chest rising unevenly, eyes dim with pain. Tubes run across her thin arms. Her once-bright hair is greying early. Her body broken. A frail woman lies beside her bed - Avantika's mother, nearly 80, barely breathing. Avantika (whispers, trembling): They'll take her from me... like they took everything else... Her mother holds her hand with a trembling grip. NANI (weakly): She's... your daughter. Not his pawn. Call... call the boy... AVANTIKA: They don't know. They never knew she existed. NANI: He's your blood too... Rishi... find him... # 1 bhai( 6/ 7/25) #1 little sister( 12/7/25) #3 brothers (8/7/25) #3 bhaiya(8/7/25) #1 indore(7/7/25) #1 love triangle (6/8/25) #4 india (9/8/25 🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐧 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚. Age: 24 Hometown: A small town in Madhya Pradesh Education: Final year of postgraduate studies, mentally half-present, soul elsewhere Muskan lives more in her inner world than the real one. She's soft-spoken, filled with questions she rarely asks aloud, and emotions she folds like clothes and hides between the lines of her diary. She doesn't hate the world-she just doesn't understand its pace. While others plan careers and marriages, she wonders if souls recognize each other in silence. She's chaotic, sentimental, oddly insightful. She doesn't know much about taxes or politics, but she knows how a person breathes when they're hiding pain. ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧 Age: 35 Profession: CEO. He is composed, calculated, and profoundly private. The world calls him sorted. What they don't know is, that in the calmest oceans lie the quietest storms. a 35-year-old grumpy, intelligent, calculative, and ruthlessly cold businessman. A tall giraffe of a man with an arrogant aura that seemed to demand space in the air itself He once believed in grand gestures-now he believes in quiet presence. He doesn't chase people anymore. He shows up for what matters and silently lets go of what doesn't. ⋆˚✿˖° Genre: Literary Romance / Contemporary Fiction with Spiritual Undertones. / Drama? /Suspense? CORE DYNAMICS ▪ Medium Age Gap - 35(RRC) × 24 (Muskan) ▪ Introvert × Introvert ▪ Grounded controller × Dreamy troublemaker ▪ Educated Freak × Doesn't Care ▪ Silent Love → to Marriage? ▪ Different Culture & Beliefs - Same country, different roots. - He believes in order, respect, tradition - She believes in emotion, poetry, intuition ▪ Spiritual to God × Spiritual by force - He prays. - She trusts the universe, angel numbers, feelings

Isha Rajputh is a sweet, kind and innocent, 21 years old and 5'6" girl from Udaipur. She is an introvert and is a very silent and soft girl. Enduring the abuse of her mother mentally and physically she has accepted her ill fate. Being unloved and unwanted for all her life, now is hoping to find pure love somehow. Veeransh Singh Raghuvanshi is the most cold, aggressive and ruthless person. He is 29 years old and 6'6". He is the king of Rajasthan living in a palace in Jaipur. He is also India's no. 1 business man and is very particular about loyalty and trust. Lets see what happens when these totally opposite people are tied in an arranged marriage by their grandparents because of a promise made back when Veeransh was just born. Will they fall in love or will they just remain in a marriage for the name's sake and then break ties? will Isha be able to take Veeransh's ice cold heart?

An Accident Marriage Story ✨ One is a Cold Hearted and Short-tempered man, while the other one is Quiet and Helpless but kind soul ❤️ Abhimaan Singh Rathod : A business man and a grumpy, cold, short tempered man. Always immersed in work. The eldest son of the family. Whose name alone is enough to bring fear to everyone. Vaani Sharma : A simple and pretty girl. Sweet and kind natured, Always helps everyone but she herself is helpless. She was afraid of people because everyone made fun of her. Let's see what happens when these two people from different worlds meet each other, what happens when a business tycoon falls in love with a sweet girl? Let's see what happens in the story ❤️ ~ Tropes : • Age gap • Forced Marriage • Grumpy X Sunshine • Business Tycoon X Mute Girl • Mafia King X Innocent

"He was the ruin that remained. She was the fire that consumed. Presumed dead, Alessandro DeLuca vanished from the world he once ruled. But when Zayana Vaishara, a powerful and untouchable Donna of the Indian underworld, drags him back from the edge of death, their fates entwine in ways neither could have foreseen. Zayana is ruthless, a queen forged in betrayal and blood, yet behind her iron walls lies a heart that beats only for power-until Alessandro. He is the ghost of an empire lost, a king without a throne, and the only man who dares to challenge her in ways that set her very soul ablaze. What starts as obsession turns into something deeper, something far more dangerous. Together, they will rise, carving their legacy in fire and ruin. But with enemies lurking in the shadows and past sins refusing to stay buried, they must fight not just for power-but for each other. In a world where love is war, only the strongest survive. "King of Ruin. Queen of Ashes. Together, they will either conquer... or burn." . . . . . . *"You were supposed to be dead," Zayana whispered, tracing the scar on Alessandro's jaw. "But I don't believe in ghosts." Alessandro smirked, fingers curling around her waist. "And yet, here you are... obsessed with one." She didn't deny it. Instead, she leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "I don't love ghosts, Alessandro." A pause. A slow, dangerous smile. "I own them."*

Author's Note: maybe the starting chapters are boring but I am writing it for the first time and I can tell you that I won't disappoint you so please give it a try. Thank you 😊 INDIAN MAFIA PRINCESS Alya ,a 15 year old girl with an innocent heart, but she understands more than she shows on her face. she can't see anyone in pain as she knows how it feels to be in pain. she lives in an orphanage and is treated badly when compared to other kids in the orphanage. Many things happened at the orphanage to her but she still doesn't blame anyone for it. What happens when she bumps into someone? What happens when she is told that she had a family all along who did know she is alive? Let's find out..... It's my first ever story and I thought to share it here so please don't get your hopes up and I will try my best to write a good one Thanks for choosing to read it. 8/1/26 - #2 in singing 9/1/26 - #10 in siblings 18/1/36 - #1 in Italianmafia

In a quiet Delhi neighborhood, Harshi Sharma and Dr. Saurabh Shukla have grown up side by side two ordinary souls bound by years of laughter, warmth, and unspoken love. She lives with her grandparents, her past buried in the ruins of a landslide that stole her parents years ago. He, five years older and steadier, hides his feelings behind duty and restraint, believing love has its time. To his family, she's already one of them the daughter they adore, the daughter-in-law they dream of. But destiny has other plans. A long-buried truth resurfaces Harshi is the lost daughter of the Malhotras, one of Delhi's most powerful families, missing for twenty years. As her world shifts from simplicity to splendor, love stands at a crossroads. Will she choose the life fate owed her, or the home her heart built from scratch? A tale of love, belonging, and destiny, where ordinary hearts are tested by extraordinary truths. Started on: 15/02/2025

An arranged marriage. A ruthless billionaire. And a girl who refuses to be broken. When Kiara Sharma is forced into marrying India's most feared billionaire, Riyaan Malhotra, she thinks it's the end of her freedom. He's cold, cruel, and emotionally unavailable-with secrets that can ruin anyone who gets too close. All Kiara wants is to escape this twisted deal, but Riyaan? He doesn't back out. Not from business... and definitely not from her. She's fire. He's ice. She wants love. He doesn't believe in it. But what happens when the one man who doesn't want her... can't stop watching her? As Kiara struggles to survive the storm of the Malhotra empire, she's dragged into dark secrets, possessive jealousy, and a marriage that was never supposed to feel real. But the more she uncovers about Riyaan's haunted past, the more the line between hate and obsession begins to blur. But behind his grey eyes and emotionless mask lies a family soaked in secrets, a legacy tainted with shadows, and a home that whispers more than it speaks. The more Kiara tries to understand her new husband, the deeper she falls into a twisted game of lies, control, and obsession. Because in the Malhotra mansion, nothing is as it seems- But Becoming Mrs. Malhotra could cost her everything.

The Ice King and the Hurricane He's cold, controlled, and closed off. She's chaos in cupcake form. Jaxon Lee is a powerful CEO with a guarded heart and a quiet son who rarely opens up to anyone-until he meets Elena DeRose, a sweet, sassy, and slightly unhinged art student who crashes into their world like a sugar-fueled tornado. Their worlds couldn't be more different, but fate-and a stubborn little boy-have other plans. With every accidental run-in, dramatic pout, and stolen cupcake, the walls around Jaxon's heart begin to crack. Can the hurricane melt the Ice King? Or will his past freeze out the warmth she brings? A heartwarming romantic comedy full of laughter, chaos, sweet moments, and second chances. Plagiarism is theft. This story is my original work, shared here on Wattpad for readers to enjoy. Please don't copy, repost, or translate without permission. It's protected by copyright... and by my heart. Thank you.