Glimpse : - Raj has always hated responsibility. He grew up seeing betrayal, control, and neglect, he doesn't believe in marriage or family life. He lives alone, earns just enough for himself, and likes it that way. The idea of being a husband or father scares him. He never wanted to marry, but now he finds himself trapped in a wedding he tried to escape. He has no expectations from this marriage and plans to stay distant. Avni's life has been full of comparison and sacrifice. She is a twin, and her sister Disha has always been favored and given everything first. She grew up in her sister's shadow, getting hand-me-downs and being overlooked in studies, looks, and skills. When her sister's wedding ran into problems because of dowry, Avni was suddenly offered as a replacement bride to save her sister's marriage . She felt trapped again, and forced to compromise her happiness for others.... RAJ x AVNI ♡ Strangers to partners to lovers ( first 6 chapters are boring )

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

She fell in love with his characters and he fell in love with her. ● After unknowingly falling in love with a bestselling author hiding behind a false identity, a college girl must decide whether she can trust the man who broke her heart-especially when he refuses to stop fighting for a second chance. ---- Synopsis Rishit Rathore is Reez - one of the most celebrated contemporary authors in India, known for emotionally devastating fiction and an identity so carefully guarded that his readers have never seen his face. He moves through the world with quiet control, his public persona a carefully maintained mystery. Bhavya Singh is a final-year English student who commutes two hours each way to college by bus. She is a devoted reader of Reez - she owns every book he has written, defends his characters fiercely, and has never once questioned whether the man behind the words might be someone she could actually meet. They meet on a morning bus. Rishit recognises the cover of his own book in her hands. He watches her read. He watches her argue, quietly, with his choices. Somewhere between her murmured conviction that his heroine could have been saved and the moment she steps off at her stop without ever looking up, something in him shifts. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.

The walls of corridors whispered their names, a rivalry that has taken over St. Thomas High school. When two opposite forces collide with each other, we observe disaster so what happens when calmness meets chaos? Shlok Taneja, the calm, calculating maths topper, and Dhvani Bothra, the sharp-tongued tech genius who refuses to lose to him. Being the vice captains of enemy houses, and experts at pretending they can't stand each other. They have already divided the school into two teams choosing one as their favourite. Dive into the story of these two young high school students, filled with competition, chaos, and chemistry. It might pull you into their world and make you wish you sat right beside them in class. Cause sometimes the person you fight the hardest with, might just be the one you fall the hardest for.

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

Arvi has just returned from the UK after six tedious years, two of which she had not even visited home. A lot of things seem to have changed on the surface. Her younger brother was going to go off to college and her older brother was getting married. A lot of things did change. She was going to start working under her dad. She is ready for all this, she knew when she chose to leave her home that a lot of things would change, what she wasn't ready for, was her father's request, her grandparents' wishes, and marriage. She had mentally prepared herself for the change in existing relationships and welcoming new members into the family. She had not in her wildest dreams thought of a possibility of being welcomed into another family.

She was a student who believed in freedom. He was a professor who worshipped discipline. They had nothing in common-except the one thing they couldn't escape: marriage. Aarohi Pandey, bold, brilliant, and unapologetically rebellious, never imagined her future would be tied to the man she despised most-her arrogant Biology professor, Aashutosh Kulkarni. He was everything she hated: serious, rigid, and too full of himself. She was everything he couldn't stand: impulsive, loud, and always late. But when their families force them into a marriage neither of them wanted, they strike a deal-live as strangers for one year, then part ways. No feelings. No expectations. No strings. But life under the same roof begins to blur lines. Between shared silences and stolen glances, between jealousy and unspoken care, love begins to bloom where hate once grew. Will they hold on to their pride-or surrender to the feelings they never planned to have?

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬 Why didn't you tell me there's a ghost in this apartment?!" she demanded, poking his forehead in frustration. Jungkook flinched slightly, his eyes widening. "Did... did you just touch me?" Juliet frowned. "Uh, yeah? What's wrong with you? Answer my question first!" He let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead. "I've never met someone as dense as you." Her patience was wearing thin. "What are you even talking about?!" Jungkook looked her straight in the eye. "Juliet," he said, his voice low and deliberate. "I AM THE GHOST."

Multicouple story of four couples... Standalone, Anamika X Harshwardhan Tara X Ekansh Yash X Twinkle Purvi X Advay

NEEDS EDITING He had loved her since the day he had seen her. He was always there, watching her from a distance, witnessing her happy and sad moments. His heart had only longed for her. She believed that love is an illusion, true love doesn't exists. Love destroys hearts and homes, but she was unknowingly falling for him. Her efforts of ignoring him, not loving him never worked and at last she fell for him, hard. He healed a piece of her soul that he never broke, made her believe that love exists and it is the most blissful feeling in the world. He made her his, Adhyay's Akriti