BOOK ONE OF THE SWEET AND SOUR SERIES Vanya Sharma hated marriages. Growing up seeing troubled and failed marriages carved a bitter spot in her heart, especially when one of them belonged to her parents. While escaping the shadows of her past, she found solace in her studies and books. Now at 25, Vanya stands at a crossroads when her mother asks her to settle down. For someone who has lost faith in love over the past few decades, marriage for Vanya was a needle lost in a stack of hay and so was allowing her mother to choose her a life partner. Taking matters into her own hands, Vanya decided a contract marriage would be the best thing to escape from the inevitable chaos. Enters Mahir Oberoi, 30 the CEO of an advertising agency. With beliefs as strong as a mountain and desires as dark as night, Mahir was always ready for whatever life meant to throw at him. But not this time. He wasn't ready for the sudden threat to his position, the prospect of marriage or the five-foot-two brunette that came slamming into him along with it. With the only thing common between the two being their passion for work, Vanya and Mahir found themselves at odds. But, as the saying goes, reality is fleeting. Amidst the sudden wedding and passionate bickering, Vanya and Mahir soon realised, that the beliefs they had all this time were wrong and the reality of it all was all too sweet since the beginning. Tied together into a marriage of convenience, read as how they turn their bitter everything into sweet nothings. ◦°•✩•°◦

Devyansh Ranawat, 28, The CEO of Ranawat Empire and also have many other companies. He is also the unmerciful cold and cunning Mafia , and no one dares to challenge him. He Fears no one .He has a dominant personality but for his family he is the dream and softest man we all want. The only obsession he has is Nivya Roy Nivya Roy, 22, lost her faith in love after her boyfriend broke her heart, leaving her shattered. Now she doesn't believe in love, a pure soul but situation made her heart stone. She comfort everyone, present there always for them. Masked her face as a strong women but deep down she have many pain to Share . What will happen when these two opposite worlds will collide with each other? Will Nivya be able to find her love? Will devyansh be able to make Nivya understand the meaning of Love again?

Boy 1: "Hey, new girl! Stop right there!" Jaanu's heart skipped a beat. She immediately lowered her head, clutching the strap of her bag tighter. She quickened her pace, hoping they'd ignore her if she didn't respond. Boy 2: "Hey! Didn't you hear us? We're talking to you!" Her steps faltered. Fear gripped her, but she knew she couldn't avoid them forever. Taking a deep breath, she turned and walked toward them slowly, her head still bowed. She dared not make eye contact, her nerves getting the better of her. Friend 1: "So, what's your name?" Jaanu mumbled her response, her voice barely audible. Jaanu (softly): "Jaanu..." The boys laughed. Friend 2: "What? Speak up, scary cat. What's your name again?" Jaanu, trembling slightly, raised her voice just enough to be heard. Jaanu (a little louder): "Jaanu." Friend 1: "And which year are you in, little Jaanu?" Jaanu: "First year..." It was then that Hrithik finally spoke, his voice dripping with disdain. Hrithik: "Wow. She's such a scared little kitten. Look at her-can't even lift her head. What's she so afraid of? Does she think we're going to eat her or something?" His words stung, but Jaanu remained silent. Friend 2: "Yeah, such an annoying girl. It's like she's imagining things in her head about us." Jaanu flinched slightly at their words but still didn't dare to raise her head. Hrithik smirked as he leaned back, his gaze never leaving her. Hrithik: "Leave her. She's not even worth the time. Just another waste of space in this university." The group laughed, but Jaanu couldn't hold back her emotions anymore. She clenched her fists, her breathing uneven. Hrithik's next words pushed her over the edge. ........................................................... Intresting ? Give it a try to witness how the destiny played between Hrithik and Jaanu.

__________________ 'You make my life sweeter ♡' Poorvika Shrinivastav is living her dream in Chennai, being the journalist she wants. Or maybe, that's what she wants to believe. Because, whenever she tries to be the journalist she wants, it pisses off her boss, and now, she's given her last chance to safeguard her job. "You'll be doing an interview with the new CEO of the X-rex company, Mister Varun Kumar, Poorvika." And oh my, it just had to be her childhood frenemy who loves messing with her. The one who lost touch. The one who's now living as this oh-so-perfect CEO who can't seem to have a break from unrealistic expectations, until she came with her angry little mouth, and made him feel alive like never before. 'Not letting you go this time, Poorvi ♡' ___________________ ✨ Highest ranks acquired over a period of time ✨ -#1 in comedy-romance out of 11k stories -#1 in ceo out of 24.7k stories -#2 in adorable out of 10k stories -#9 in desi out of 9.9k stories -#3 in girlboss out of 2k stories -#1 in journalism out of 1k stories -#1 in hopelessromantic out of 5k stories -#36 in cute out of 162k stories -#12 in sweet out of 39k stories -#36 in romcom out of 26.4k stories __________________ Previously titled as 'The opposite of drifting apart' __________________ COMPLETED. 70,000 words, wow, I know. I dunno how I did it too, people. BUT I MADE IT. FIRST DRAFT! (Its messy and unpolished, and very VERY unhinged. Idk wtf is going on either tbh. It will be editted after my boards r over ✨) STANDALONE. Do not imitate or copy in any way, or else...be ready to sleep with your eyes open, every.single.night, darling~ :3 And the illustration of the cover, and all the banners belong to me cause I handrew it digitally at 1am. The same thing applies, don't copy or use my hardwork plz. Thanks! ____________________

"Meera, what do you want - us or him?" She chose him. She chose love. When the world turned its back, Arjun opened his arms. When her family shattered her heart, he held the pieces together. They built a world of their own - made of stolen laughter, beachside vows, and dreams whispered in the dark. Until one accident changed everything. She woke up with no memory of him. And he... learned to live like she never existed. Years later, fate decides to play again. But when the past and present collide - will destiny bring them back together, or finally tear them apart for good?

Love story ❤️

~✨Season 1 completed✨~ She was the unwanted child-ignored, unloved, and invisible in her own home. A girl who had never felt the warmth of a mother's hug or the safety of a father's care. Raised in a family that never wanted her, her heart grew quiet, but never cold. He was a man wrapped in power and shadows-a ruthless businessman, a feared mafia king. Love? To him, it was nothing but a weakness, a lie. When her sister ran away on the day of her wedding, her parents made a cruel choice-force her into the marriage instead. Now, she's bound to a man who doesn't believe in love, and he's tied to a girl whose life has known nothing but heartbreak. But in the middle of darkness, sometimes the most unexpected spark can set a fire. Can two broken souls who never knew love, teach each other what it really means? Disclaimer © All rights reserved. This work is a product of fiction. Do not copy, translate, or repost without permission.

༺𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 "𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.༻ *It Can Be Read As A Standalone* ༺°•°•❀°•°•༻ "𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞," I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. My chest tightened as I realized what I'd just said. I closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing heartbeat. This man had a way of igniting emotions in me that I didn't even fully understand-anger, frustration, and something else entirely. When I opened my eyes, I found him alarmingly close. By close, I mean there wasn't even an inch of space between us. His cold hand brushed against my throat, sending a shiver down my spine as goosebumps erupted over my skin. Before I could react, I was pinned against the wall. His body loomed over mine, and my wrists were trapped above my head in his unyielding grip. His other hand rested possessively at my throat, not tight enough to hurt but enough to leave me breathless. Fuck!! His voice was a low growl, dripping with dominance and danger, "𝐈 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞,𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨"A lump formed in my throat, and I swallowed hard, my breath catching. "𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧"he continued, his voice a deadly whisper, "𝐍𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐟? 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲.

I want you to sign a contract, Arnavji. Marry me for six months, Khushi had demanded. The roses hidden behind Arnav's back wilted in his tight grip. "Pretend to be my husband for six months and lend me the Raizada name. If you don't agree, Jiji won't sit on the mandap. If your little brother's happiness means anything to you, you will sign it." And so the tables flipped. The blackmailed becomes the blackmailer. In a slight twist of events, it's not Arnav but Khushi who proposes the contract marriage, brokering a deal and breaking Arnav's heart. But why? What was Khushi's motive? Why only for six months?

Arshi's Fanfiction ❤️ ~ Continuation from the basketball match and Khushi seeing Arnav having the perfect family moment { Season 10 : Ep 23 } ~ Copyright © 2025 All rights are reserved !